The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

"Hahaha, yes, this seat has already fallen into the devil's way and became a member of the master of the devil world!"

As if seeing the shock and surprise in the eyes of Fuxi and others, Kunpeng's ancestor, Kunpeng's huge body, fluttered his wings for nine days, and the proud laughter continued to echo between heaven and earth. .

Chapter [-]: All Saints Suppressing Demons

In the entire prehistoric wilderness, Kunpeng ancestor's huge body that covered the sky and the sun could almost be seen, and when Kunpeng ancestor's voice sounded, all beings were instantly stunned.

That dignified teacher of the monster clan, Kunpeng's ancestor, one of the great powers in the wild, actually violated the control of heaven and fell into the devil's way?

Seeing the body of Kunpeng's ancestor who was surrounded by black energy, and the instant transformation, the whole world was filled with the aura of the devil's way.

Even if Fuxi and others are reluctant to admit it, the facts are already in front of them.

The saint of the demon clan is really enchanted.

"It's no wonder that he would rashly go against the will of heaven and intervene in the battle between human and monster. Even if the emperor falls, he will not be indifferent."

By this time, everything will be revealed.Kunpeng's ancestor has long violated the immortal way and defected to the demon world, and practiced the magic way forbidden by heaven. "Eight two seven"

That's why he would recklessly intervene in the battle between the human and the demon, and slaughter together regardless of the enemy or the enemy. Even if Donghuang Taiyi was killed by the saints, he was indifferent.

Because he is no longer a demon master of the demon clan, but a demon!

"Jie Jie Jie, in the Zixiao Palace, this seat could have been able to get one of the six saints. If it wasn't for the fact that Hong Yun still had a quasi-receiver, why would this seat lag behind others?"

"The humiliation that this seat has endured in the Zixiao Palace and the lost opportunities will all be taken back one by one. As for you saints, this seat must kill one by one to prove that this seat is the most powerful!"

Kunpeng's ancestor stared at Fuxi and the others with cold and ruthless eyes, and said with a grin.

"Hongyun has been killed by you, and now you have become a saint, what are you not satisfied with?"

"Stop talking nonsense, the demon ancestor wants this seat to destroy the human and demon clan, and this seat will kill you saints!"

Kunpeng's ancestor shouted angrily, and Kunpeng's real body turned into nine shadows between heaven and earth, and galloped directly into Fuxi Nuwa and the others.

In those Kunpeng's sharp mouths, there is also a black pointed cone, which is an innate spiritual treasure obtained by Kunpeng's ancestors.

Fuxi and Nuwa threw out the Taiji map and the Jiangshan Sheji map at the same time to suppress the nine incarnations of Kunpeng ancestors.

However, the sharp cone in the mouth of Jiu Dao incarnation directly penetrated the void and continued to shoot. Daoist Yang Mei immediately reversed the space avenue and moved the sharp cone to another direction.

The entire space was collapsing for it, and the battle between the saints made the entire prehistoric plain devastated, and it was almost impossible to see that it was originally a plain area.

There were constant lightning and thunder, and the avenues collided between heaven and earth, and those ordinary creatures could only hide in the house and shiver in the mountains and forests, for fear that they would also be impacted by the aftermath of the saint's battle.

After cultivating the magic way, the Kunpeng ancestor was so powerful that it was almost unimaginable. The Kunpeng ancestor, who was almost comparable to the perfect state of the Nuwa sage, was able to easily cope with the siege of the three sages including Fuxi Nuwa.

Without the restraint and suppression of the will of heaven, Kunpeng ancestor's sage's strength is terrifying.

He who has fallen into the devil's way can no longer be called a saint, but a devil! ! !

There are other prehistoric dojos in Kunlun Mountain. The powerful people who watched the battle between the human and demon races because of the warning of heaven, were all shocked.

The battle between the human and the monsters on the plain turned out to be that the monsters gradually retreated, and the human race won the final victory.

The saint is ruthless, it is impossible to deal with the demon clan for the mere human race, and blatantly defy the will of heaven.

When the powerful people saw that Zhen Yuanzi intervened to help the human race with the quasi-saint realm, they all felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Kunpeng's ancestor soon intervened in the war, causing the precepts that both sides of the war abide by to be scrapped directly. As soon as Dong Huangtai took part in the war, the three saints from the human camp also took action.

"Why didn't Tiandao take action to suppress it?"

However, the way of heaven has not descended on the plains until now, punishing several saints who violated their will, and even Donghuang Taiyi fell and died, and the great masters of the Great Wilderness were directly shocked and opened their mouths.

"A saint has fallen..."

There are powerful people who are not even willing to believe their own eyes. As the emperor and saint of the demon race, they have left the rest of their lives here because of a battle.

"Jie ha ha ha!"

The three saints of Fuxi and Nuwa and Yuanzi, the quasi-sage town who returned later, dealt with the ancestor of Kunpeng at the same time, but they could not suppress the ancestor of Kunpeng...  

After telling the news that he had fallen into the devil's way, Kunpeng's ancestor became more unscrupulous, directly showing his full strength, and directly confronted several saints from the human race camp with the momentum of the devil's way, without falling behind.

"Kunpeng!"

The space was continuously torn apart, and several figures appeared from the far end of the sky.

With an angry scolding, more and more powerful ones appeared on the plain.

Not only Daoist Sanqing, but even Daoist Zhunti, the receptionist of the Western religion, showed up here with their followers at this time. Compared to the previous time when they always complained that the West is far away, this time they came very timely.

All the great powers in the great wilderness surrounded Kunpeng's ancestor with righteous indignation, but deep in their eyes were the greed and selfishness that could not be concealed.

If he could kill Kunpeng's ancestor who had fallen into the devil's way, maybe the way of heaven would give him the opportunity to become a saint.

These great powers of the Great Desolation have only one thought in their hearts.

"Kunpeng, I didn't expect you to fall into the devil's way. It's really sad and pitiful."

Lao Tzu squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the old Kunpeng ancestor who was full of demonic aura, shook his head and said sympathetically.

"You saints are powerful, can you be a little more hypocritical? Hmph."

However, in the face of so many powerful people, and even the three most powerful direct disciples of the Hongjun Patriarch Sanqing, the 2.4 Kunpeng Patriarch did not have any fear on his face.

He even glared angrily at the receptionist and quasi-daoist of the Western religion.