Wow…

Above the sky, rain of blood fell like a waterfall on the vast land.

On the long river of time, Emperor Xin is soaked in the blood of Peng. He stands on the long river of time, letting the waves roll, and remains unchanging. He is like a Shura god of war who towers over the long river of time, which makes people feel a sense of awe from the deepest part of their souls.

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Patriarch Kunpeng's head was completely obliterated, and blood overflowed, making it extremely bloody.

This scene made everyone in the world change their color.

No one could have imagined that Patriarch Kunpeng, who used to be so arrogant, was revered as a demon master by the demon court, and escaped the calamity of the lich, would end up with such a tragic end.

Ben was one of the most brilliant beings in the Prehistoric Era. He was majestic and powerful, and had traveled across the prehistoric era for countless years. As early as the beginning of the prehistoric era, he almost became one of the Six Saints. He can be said to be one of the most brilliant beings of his generation.

In the end, it was so tragic.

"The one who opened the sky has fallen!"

"Grandmaster Kunpeng is dead!"

"Di Xin, kill Patriarch Kunpeng!"

Blood rained down, and Patriarch Wutian's eyes were full of shock. She could hardly believe what she saw before her. The unruly and domineering Patriarch Kunpeng was actually defeated, and in such a way.

Such a tragic situation completely ended his life.

At this moment, he hated Subhuti very much. He felt that if Subhuti had not tipped off the news, how could Di Xin have predicted all this in advance and made preparations? Maybe they would have been caught by surprise and successfully suppressed.

Even kill them.

It’s deplorable that there are too few people in Sanskrit religion who are as loyal as the Mosquito Taoist!

If there are ten thousand mosquito followers in the Sanskrit religion, why worry about the failure of great things?!

Venerable Wanbao's face was also stiff and ugly, and the shocking thoughts in his heart were like waves.

Their original intention this time was to take advantage of Emperor Xin's bad luck to suppress him forcefully and kill him. However, they never expected that it would end up like this. Not only did they not take any advantage, but Patriarch Kunpeng,

He was executed by Emperor Xin.

Such a result made him feel chilled.

This era is completely different from the era he has experienced. There seems to be a kind of uncertainty among this group of people, as if all the impossible can be made possible.

"Be my mount? You are not worthy! You are not qualified!"

Di Xin looked at the huge corpse of Patriarch Kunpeng indifferently and sneered again and again.

Although the bombardment of Time River also caused considerable damage to him, leaving blood all over his body, his back was still straight.

At first glance, it seems that having Patriarch Kunpeng, the Opener of Heaven, as a mount is indeed a great event. However, what about having Patriarch Kunpeng as a mount? Patriarch Kunpeng has a lot of blood debts on his body, and he also surrendered.

Being a mount was only forced by the situation. Once the situation changed, he would be the first to defect.

What Emperor Xin wants is people who work together and share the same goals, not this kind of wallflower.

Only by destroying Patriarch Kunpeng can we prove what kind of path he wants to take.

What's more, he wants to tell the opponents standing in front of him that there are irreconcilable conflicts between them, and everything will continue until death!

"I hope that this is the first time that you have disturbed the river of time, and it will also be the last time that you disturb the river of time. If there is another time, I will harvest you in advance!"

And at this moment, Di Xin suddenly felt that in the extremely deep place along the long river of time, at this moment, there seemed to be a pair of invisible, cold and ruthless eyes that penetrated the mist, staring at him with murderous intent.

The chill penetrated deep into his bones.

This is a terrible feeling, as if there is a god from above, overlooking everything below, and with a single thought, all living beings can perish like grass.

He couldn't see that existence, but he knew that the other party must be a leader among the Lords of Time and one of the leaders of that group.

"Joke, do I need to report to you what I do?"

Di Xin sneered indifferently, and after saying a word, he carried Patriarch Kunpeng's huge body across the sky and appeared in Hongshi Mountain. After throwing Grandmaster Kunpeng's body to the ground, he looked around and said loudly: "Today,

The formation kills Patriarch Kunpeng! After the great victory, let’s all try the roasted chicken wings!”

"The king is mighty! He is invincible!"

"Hahaha, there is a roasted bird today, no, I ate the wings of the big bird!"

"Chicken wings are delicious, Kunpeng wings must be even better, fresh and chewy!"

As soon as the words fell, the morale of the Xuanfeng Army immediately surged. The soldiers cheered deafeningly. They couldn't wait to capture these Sanskrit Buddhist soldiers as soon as possible, then have a dinner and taste the roasted Kunpeng wings. What's going on?

The many Sanskrit and Buddhist soldiers were horrified when they heard the news, and their expressions were panicked. Many of them had begun to put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and trembled.

They were not the opponents of the Xuanfeng Army in the first place, not to mention, now that they saw the scene of Patriarch Kunpeng, the Opener of Heaven, who was not inferior to Di Xin, dying at the hands of the opponent, what little morale was left naturally disappeared.

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"Kunpeng, in this primitive world, we shouldn't cry for him!"

Di Xin looked at this scene and chuckled. With a wave of his hand, the rain of blood that was originally falling down was immediately stagnated. A scorching sun flew out from the endless dark clouds, pouring down immeasurable light and heat.

While bringing warmth, it also dispels all the darkness and evil in this world.

"Ancestor Wutian, Venerable Wanbao, thank you for coming all the way to give me this great gift from Master Kunpeng! Hahaha, thank you very much!"

At this moment, Di Xin's figure flashed and he appeared next to Taishang Laozi, Taoist Tongtian, Shen Gongbao, Nuwa Empress and others. He looked at Patriarch Wutian and Venerable Wanbao with a smile, and his mouth was filled with laughter.

It's a mocking smile.

"Emperor Xin, don't expect a villain to succeed. Everything has just begun, and it may not be a foregone conclusion!"

Patriarch Wutian gritted his teeth, glared at Di Xin fiercely, and said coldly.

"Really?" Di Xin heard the sound, raised his eyebrows and smiled, looked at Ancestor Wutian, and said playfully: "It's indecent to come and not return. You gave me a big gift, and I also have a big gift to give to you! Today, I will

Let me help you and let you know who the undercover spy is in the Sanskrit religion."

"Di Xin, there is no need to be so pretentious. I already know who the spy you placed in my Brahma Sect is!" Ancestor Wutian sneered again and again, as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

He was now completely convinced that the enemy was in the Mahavira Hall, and there was no doubt that this enemy was Subhuti.

As for the mosquitoes?

As loyal and courageous as she is, there is absolutely no way she would commit betrayal. Only a despicable villain like Subhuti, who was trained by him, would do such a despicable act!

"You know?" Di Xin couldn't help but look startled when he heard this, and looked at Patriarch Wutian strangely.

This situation was truly something he had not expected.

However, if Patriarch Wutian knew that Master Mosquito was a spy, why did he still come to deal with him and fall into this ambush and trap?

Is it possible that deep down in the heart of Patriarch Wutian, he actually harbors a sincere heart to prosper great merchants and serve him?

But the answer is obviously not like this. The only explanation is that the spy that Patriarch Wutian guessed in his heart is definitely the wrong person.

This scene made him feel a little admiration for the mosquitoes.

What is a qualified undercover agent?

There is no doubt that Zhidaoren is definitely the benchmark!

The number one undercover agent in the world is none other than Taoist Mosquito!

In these days, Mr. Mosquito composed a hymn of loyalty not only for Great Shang, but also for Emperor Xin.

And even in this situation, Patriarch Wutian can still feel that she, the Mosquito Taoist, is extremely loyal and has no doubts about her.

This strength is really amazing!

"Hahaha, really?" Thinking of this, Di Xin glanced at Patriarch Wutian playfully, then looked in the direction of Tianzhu, his expression a little more solemn and dignified, and said loudly:

"There are great brave men in the world who are unfathomable in wisdom and unstoppable in strength. They are not surprised when they are suddenly attacked. They are not angry when they are attacked for no reason. Their ambitions are far-reaching and their ambitions are great. What do they have in mind? There are hungry people in the world, such as

When one is hungry, there are drowned people in the world, just like one's ears are drowned. How can one say it is nameless, as evidenced by the green mountains? How can one say it is silent? Rivers and mountains are sound!"

"In the darkness, you firmly watch the sun in your heart; in the long night, you silently give birth to the dawn; in the tiger's den, you endure the humiliation and stand by; in the fight, you rise quietly, killing the enemy invisible. No one knows your name

, your merits will be immortal!"
Chapter completed!