Chapter 5: Group Beating! Chrysanthemum is waving at me!

  What is the greatest reliance of the billions of demons? Of course, it's the Holy Mother Nüwa who resides in the heavens. As long as Nüwa exists, the demon clan will not lose their heritage, which means that in a certain sense, the demon clan is an eternal and indestructible group of people. This can be seen from Nüwa's position among the demon masses. Now, the Northern Sea demon soldiers are trapped in confusion, their leader was beaten by their own tribe's god, how can they bear it?

  Look at the poor Kunpeng again, his old home, the Palace of Witchcraft, was ruined by Nüwa with a single embroidered ball from afar, and he seemed to have lost all his energy in an instant.

  But after all, he is an old strong man, and his persistence in his own way is unimaginable to others. After being stunned for a moment, Kunpeng decisively revealed his true body, and with a mighty flap of his huge wings, he was about to escape from the North Pole. As for where to go, this was not something he would think of in a short period of time.

  The problem is that Kunpeng's reaction was quick, and among the crowd, there was an extremely despicable existence that wasn't slow either. Just then, Zhang Zilong, who was as tall as a mountain, rushed towards Kunpeng in big strides as soon as Nüwa's voice fell, shouting: "Brothers, let's gang up on him! Don't let this guy get away!"

  Kunpeng, who was fleeing in a hurry, spat out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this. The blow was too great, and he was also shocked by the overbearing aura of Zhuo Shi. Even such an unreasonable remark as ganging up on someone could be said with such confidence and righteousness, the young master is absolutely a talent who can shock heaven and earth in the vast wilderness!

  Of course, at this moment, there are no fools or hypocrites present. We are all thinking for the sake of the sage's decree, and whatever we do, it is all for the consideration of the great trend of Honghuang, isn't it?

  So, the great master Xuan Du took out the Taiji diagram, a golden rainbow bridge of unknown tens of thousands of miles stretched over Kun Peng's head, with the yin and yang energies gushing out from within, seemingly endless. Had Kun Peng ever seen the sacred treasure of the saint? This Taiji diagram was one of the ultimate techniques for capturing people, containing the innate Two仪微尘 Great Array, one of the five pre-heavenly arrays, with boundless wonders.

  The enormous body of Kunpeng was firmly fixed by the Taiji diagram, flapping its wings anxiously, and the vast energy of the quasi-sage late stage stirred up the yin and yang energies to the point of chaos. Xuandu was only in the early stages of being a quasi-sage after all, his strength was one level lower than Kunpeng's, and when Kunpeng went berserk, he felt strained.

  At this time, the three people who came rushing from behind were busy showing off their skills, wanting to gang up on Kun Peng. Zhang Zilong held high his 10,000-meter-long Divine Gun, staring intently at Kun Peng's back, searching for his weak point, and fiercely stabbing down to satisfy his long-held desire.

  Duobao is much simpler, he has the lowest cultivation in the field. The four swords of Xianzhan are placed inside the Taiji diagram, just covering the body of Kunpeng. After that, he swayed into the sword array of Xianzhan. His combat method is very simple, ambush, ambush and ambush again, anyway, it's just a troublemaker on the side.

  Burning lamp, nothing special, the original Tianzun wouldn't lend him the Pangu fan to use. With a lantern of congenital spiritual treasure on his head and the Heaven and Earth Ruler in hand, he faced Kunpeng directly. The two were of the same generation, and with the help of the Two Instruments Microdust Great Array and the Exterminating Immortal Sword Array, they still couldn't defeat him head-on, so he shouldn't be able to mix in the Tian Jiao anymore!

  Only the Lingxiao Palace lanterns shone brightly, symbolizing the primordial dark fire of death roaring up the massive body of Kunpeng. With a downward slap of the Qiankun ruler in his hand towards Kunpeng's brow, he was going to kill this demon master and vent the hatred in his heart!

  Kunpeng is not easy to mess with, although it was restricted by the Taiji diagram and repeatedly ambushed by Duobao in the Zhuxian sword array, but still stubbornly resisted the burning lamp. The two of them came and went, you with a ruler, me with wings, you spitting fire, I releasing the Luoshu River Map, anyway, neither of us could handle each other for a short time. For Xuan Duobao, who was in charge of the Taiji diagram and the Zhuxian sword array, this was a fatal blow! Maintaining these treasures was still too strenuous for them.

  At this moment, Zhang Zilong, who had been quietly waiting for an opportunity, made his move, gathering all his strength, and thrust the Gun of Godslayer fiercely towards Kunpeng. The target, as you all know, was... And he shouted loudly: "Get out of my way, let me, the Crown Prince, bloom a chrysanthemum first!"

  Xuan Du Duo Bao hastily withdrew his magic treasure upon hearing the words, laughing. The Jade Dragon Prince's cultivation was none other than the most powerful and fierce Nine Turns Xuan Gong of the Daoist sect, with combat strength comparable to that of a quasi-sage. Not to mention the extreme-grade pre-heavenly spiritual treasure in his hand, which had once been the killing treasure, the Divine Gun that had slain gods. If they were accidentally affected by it, they would be the ones to suffer.

  They dodged, but the entangled Kunpeng and Rengong couldn't dodge. Kunpeng was carefully dealing with Rengong and Duobao, never expecting that the Crown Prince, who had not shown his might all along, would suddenly erupt.

  A chill wind swept past from behind, and then the world came to a standstill. Everyone present was stunned, including Ranpou, who had been blown away by the Gun of God's aura. The once-feared and revered master of the ancient era, the guest of the Purple Heaven Palace, and the honored guest of the Holy Seat, Kunpeng, had been exploded!

  Only to see his huge body, that unrefined place fiercely inserted a dark long gun, in the sky seemed to be several black crows flying over, saying: "Idiot! Idiot!" A burst of evil energy rushed from the lower body to the heart, Kun Peng's face was already red and transparent, his mouth constantly moving, as if brewing something. After a few minutes, a loud noise traversed the sky.

  "Ahh!"

  "You little brat, I want you dead!" Painful, humiliated, or driven mad by the aura of slaughter, who knows? Anyway, Lord Kunpeng has already gone mad.

  The towering Zhang Zilong disdainfully glanced at the corner of his mouth, this explosive feeling is cool, but what's even cooler is yet to come! A cold gleam flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Zilong fiercely twisted the cherry blossom gun in his hand, instantly causing Kunpeng to writhe in agony.

  Can Zhang Zilong make him run away? You know, our Xuan Gong's seven turns are not for fun! That powerful force, except for the ancestor witch in those years, no one can catch up with him!

  "Hah, Kunpeng, even if you shout until your throat is broken, no one will come to save you! Just enjoy it obediently~" The evil laughter grew louder, and the force in his hand increased by several degrees, torturing the legendary demon master to the brink of collapse.

  Several people were still in a daze, Zhang Zilong looked at them with dissatisfaction, he had tried his best to hit the culprit, and now he was struggling to suppress Kunpeng. "You're not hurrying to grab the treasure, but instead you're still stunned, it's too much!"

  In a rage, he shouted at the three of them: "What are you doing! What are you doing! The treasure is right on top of Kunpeng's head, why don't you hurry up and grab it!"

  A loud noise awakened Xuan Du and the others, who didn't dare to slack off. With complex emotions, they rushed towards the two spiritual treasures. Kun Peng was in so much pain that he had lost his mind and didn't have the energy to suppress the Hetu Luoshu. Therefore, the three of them easily collected the treasure. Chong Deng even cast multiple prohibition spells to prevent Kun Peng from controlling the Hetu Luoshu again.

  The three of them sympathetically watched the struggling Kunpeng, and even Farnese, who had the deepest hatred for him, couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. His expression clearly said: "You've suffered, fellow Daoist."

  Zhang Zilong saw the three people successfully obtain the treasure, so he no longer wasted his energy suppressing Kunpeng. The assassination gun made a final fierce thrust and then was pulled out fiercely. A crimson blood gushed out from Kunpeng's huge chrysanthemum. Since gods don't need the cycle of five grains, they also don't have any excrement, which spared the prince's disgust.

  Then Zhang Zilong operated the Golden Rainbow Immortal Method, shouting loudly: "Feng Jin, Che Hu!"

  The three of them immediately understood his meaning. After all, the demon master was a veteran quasi-sage of the later period. If they launched an attack without regard for their lives, they would either die or be seriously injured. One by one, they slipped away quietly, following the young master and escaping!

  Returning to the Arctic battlefield, the demon tribe soldiers were also slaughtered, and the heavenly army generals only had 500,000 people left, and they carried out Zhang Zilong's three-glory policy, one by one standing there with full brains and fat intestines, waiting for their commander.

  Satisfied, he nodded and then used the Jade Clear Immortal Technique to collect all 50,000 people into his Purple Jade Gourd. He continued on his way, no longer concerned about what attacks the North Sea Dragon Clan might suffer. Besides, the demon master, having calmed down, would not dare act recklessly again, after all, he was a seriously injured person!

  Flying halfway, Zhang Taizi bid farewell to others under the greedy gaze of Burning Lamp, and returned to Heaven with his soldiers and spoils of war!

  "Haha, my triumphant smile, my triumphant smile, today's explosion of chrysanthemum is truly refreshing! However, thinking back to earlier, it's indeed worthy of being a strong warrior in the late stages of the Quasi-Saint realm. The chrysanthemum was really hard and unyielding, even the majestic and powerful Gun of God couldn't pierce through it. Alas, I've truly underestimated the heroes of the world. This guy can't help but reflect on himself, thinking about how to distribute the treasure that's overflowing with wealth. War is indeed the easiest way to accumulate wealth."

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