"The Great Sage Xuanzhen and the Demon Corpse Yuanzun are really there?"

"There is no fake? You just came here and didn't see the scene that day. Tsk tsk, the three major supervisors, you can kill the existence of us if you shake your hands. In the blink of an eye, you were sucked into a human being! In my opinion, the Immortal Prison is not an amazing existence. Even the Demon Corpse Yuanzun can come out. Is it possible that the Beixuan Yuanzun has come out too?"

"Shut up, you, an ant in the early stage of the Dharma Realm, is worthy of talking about the Immortal Prison? From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to get out of the Immortal Prison. The Demon Corpse Yuanzun cannot do it, nor the Beixuan Yuanzun can do it. In a few days, you will know what the consequences of pretending to be the Demon Corpse Yuanzun will be! "

In a restaurant half a street away from the Wang family, the monks looked at the Wang family while drinking, and occasionally expressed their opinions. It was very lively. However, a young monk with a gloomy face sat at a table beside the window. After hearing the four words Bei Xuan Yuanzun, he immediately let out a cold shout. Seeing this, a ray of anger flashed in his eyes, but then, they felt a faint breath of creation power from the young monk and quickly shut up.

Because of the young monks, the sound in the restaurant became much smaller. Not long after, several monks walked up to the second floor, both men and women. When their eyes fell on the young monk, they lit up slightly and walked straight to the table and sat down.

"Senior Brother, we received the news and all rushed over, but Junior Brother Ninth is having important things, so it shouldn't be too late to get here."

The few people looked at each other, then looked at the young monk and said lightly.

"It's okay, this time the remnants of the Wang family appeared again. It is rumored that he is the Great Saint of Xuanzhen. If this is true, we can avenge our master this time."

The young monk's cruel way.

He did not lower his voice or transmit his voice, so the monks in the restaurant could hear it clearly, and a sudden enlightenment flashed in his eyes. No wonder this person got angry when he heard about Bei Xuan Yuanzun. It turned out that he had a grudge against the Great Saint Xuanzhen?

"Yes, Ning Beixuan has caused our master to look like that. We will use his ancestor to take action this time!"

The young monk's junior brothers and sisters said coldly.

"What? Their master actually has a grudge against Bei Xuan Yuanzun?"

The monks in the restaurant were shocked, and the eyes of these people were filled with a hint of fear.

An existence that can make enemies with Bei Xuan Yuanzun must be an ordinary existence. The disciple who exists like this must be a creator of three or five kalpas, right? That is already an existence that is extremely close to the Immortal King level. Thinking of this, many monks stood up and left, not daring to stay here.

In fact, they were wrong. None of the monks on this table had a cultivation level below the seventh kalpa, and the young monk was even more emitting the aura of the creator of the eight-kidnapping creator. However, for the monks in the Dharma Realm, it was difficult to judge the true cultivation level of the young monk from this aura!

………

A few days have passed.

"Father."

Kunpeng did not want to stand in front of the Great Saint of Kunpeng and respectfully bowed.

"Is the news true?"

The Great Saint Kunpeng asked with a serious expression.

Kunpeng Wuyou's lips moved slightly, and he told what he saw and heard one by one, and at the same time, he also attached his own guess. The Great Saint Kunpeng looked more and more shocked. For a while, a hesitation flashed in his eyes, "If you guessed correctly, it will probably not take long. Daoyan Immortal Emperor will come here again. At that time, a great battle will inevitably occur. The Qinglong Continent will not be able to stay there. Our Kunpeng clan, let's find a cultivator in the Immortal Dynasty."

"Why do you want to leave? The Qinglong Continent is the birthplace of our Kunpeng clan. It is rumored that the ancestor of the time came from the sky and landed here. If you give up easily, how can you be worthy of the ancestor?"

Kunpeng shook his head without any desire.

Over the years, his cultivation has become stronger and stronger. Gradually, when he communicates with the Great Sage of Kunpeng, he can express his opinions without being scolded.

"If you don't leave, you may be implicated."

The Great Saint Kunpeng said lightly, and glanced at the Wang family.

"Father, have you ever thought about it? If my guess is correct, why do you think he will come back and why don't he hide after he comes back?"

Kunpeng Wuyu's mouth raised slightly.

"You mean... he feels that he has enough strength to compete with the Daoyan Immortal Emperor?"

The Great Saint Kunpeng frowned slightly. After saying this, he felt that he didn't believe it. He shook his head and said firmly: "The Kunpeng clan all evacuated from the Qinglong Continent. Just leave a few old people to guard the family. Over the years, strange phenomena have spread everywhere in the Qinglong Continent, and things have been constantly breaking out of the ground. At the beginning, a broken knife actually caused dozens of creatures to die on the spot. In the end, more than ten immortal king-level existences appeared to suppress it. The more you go, I am afraid that these strange phenomena will be more. I still can't take that step until I practice, and it doesn't matter if I die..."

After a pause, the Great Saint Kunpeng looked at Kunpeng Wugui solemnly: "But you can't die! You are the most likely existence in our Kunpeng clan generation who has the best chance to achieve the realm of creation!"

"Father, please don't worry. After this matter, I will leave the Qinglong Continent, but I will not leave the Wang Family's ancestral city until I am not sure of that person's identity."

Kunpeng has no desire to do.

"well……"

The Great Sage Kunpeng sighed and felt a little moved. The child is hard to grow up and has no longer listened to his words.

Just as he was trying to say something, the two of them looked through the window and found an extremely huge shadow on the ground.

"This is……"

Kunpeng looked up with a serious expression and saw an extremely huge battleship floating above the Wang Family's ancestral city. You could vaguely see more than ten figures standing on the deck in front of the warship, looking down at the Wang Family's ancestral city coldly. His eyes were like a god looking down at an ant.

"They are all creators, and they are not weak. It seems that there is some movement in the Daoyan Fairy City."

The Great Saint Kunpeng's expression became more and more entangled. He didn't want to come here at first, but when he heard the message from the person below that Kunpeng Wuyou was in the Wang family's ancestral city, he walked on it himself, hoping to take Kunpeng Wuyou to leave here, but it was obvious that Kunpeng Wuyou didn't want to leave.

"There is someone coming to Daoyan Immortal City!"

"I don't know if I'll fight later..."

In the Wang Family's ancestral city, monks looked up at the warship, and their faces gradually became solemn.

"Immortal King Yuting is here too?"

The young monk who exuded the aura of the eight tribulations of the Creator on his body saw the warship, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!