Hong Huang: Just Entered the Sect, but Became a Reincarnation!

There is already a quasi-sage who has rushed in front of the bird-sage.

Birdman Saint didn't even have a chance to react, and was about to fall.

Suddenly there was a bang from behind.

"Go away!"

"The origin of this saint is mine!"

Boom!

A huge explosion sounded, and the quasi-sage flew out immediately.

Several quasi-sages have followed closely.

Desperately snatching the bird saint.

"Go away!"

"The source of this saint belongs to my Beiming Palace!"

A huge black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

A huge strange bird fell from the sky, its power was extremely terrifying.

"what!"

"It turned out to be Kunpeng, he is not dead yet?"

Everyone was taken aback.

In the Lich War, the masters of the two races fell and died tragically.

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Even the Demon Emperor and Zuwu are dead.

Kunpeng is still alive.

Sure enough, insidious and cunning.

When Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were still alive, they had already seen it.

Kunpeng was rebellious.

Not really loyal to the Yaozu at all.

And indeed it is.

Not only did Kunpeng not contribute to the Yaozu.

It even used the power of the monster clan to attack Hongyun and snatch the primordial purple energy.

When the Lich War finally broke out, they even took the opportunity to escape.

This time the bright world invaded.

Kunpeng saw the opportunity and prepared to take the opportunity to compete for merit.

But unexpectedly, he actually saw the origin of the saint.

How could it be possible to bear it.

Immediately revealed his real body, desperate to fight.

The huge roc bird opened its giant claws and grabbed at the origin of the saint.

suddenly.

Youdao's divine light lit up and blocked Kunpeng directly.

"Fellow Daoist, wait."

"This thing is destined to belong to my West, so it should belong to my West!"

People from Western religions have also jumped out.

Without saying a word, he stood in front of Kunpeng and snatched the primordial purple energy.

"What is destined for you!"

"It should be ours!"

The quasi-sages jumped out one by one.

The prehistoric holy places are limited, and after endless years, there are only six saints.

These monks have been trapped in the quasi-sage realm for countless years.

But there is no way to be holy.

Now we see an opportunity again.

Even if the opponent is Kunpeng, even if they are Western believers, they will never give up!

That is an opportunity for sanctification!

It is the lifelong pursuit of all monks.

If it wasn't for the sake of sanctification, Kunpeng would not fight Hongyun to the death.

But even so.

Kunpeng also failed to become a saint.

Unexpectedly, there will be another village in the dark and bright.

There is no opportunity for sanctification in the prehistoric world, but there is still the origin of saints in the bright world!

This is the foundation of sanctification, and this is the battle for the great way.

No one will let go.

The prehistoric quasi-sages immediately attacked each other.

No one is willing to let go of this opportunity to become a saint, and no one wants to be robbed of the origin of a saint by others.

The battlefield is extremely strange.

The prehistoric quasi-sages were all fighting frantically.

The bird saint was actually safe.

Everyone was attacking each other, and there was no energy left to kill him.

Even, when some quasi-sages took the opportunity to sneak attack.

Immediately, someone came to protect him.

No one wants to be robbed of the origin of the Birdman Saint.

The whole place was in chaos.

The surviving birds were stunned.

Can't figure out what happened at all.

They are obviously in a desperate situation, and they are not the opponents of the monks at all.

In the end, monk Honghuang let them go and rushed towards the saint together.

It is like treating the saint as a plaything in the palm of his hand.

The prehistoric monks just attacked each other, and none of them cared about the saint at all.

Don't pay attention to him at all.

The saint is obviously still standing in the void.

But it has become fish on the chopping board.

Just waiting for someone to win the final victory can be slaughtered at will.

The bird man sage was trembling with anger, feeling ashamed and angry.

He is a dignified saint!

The supreme existence in the world of light.

How can it become a fish on someone else's chopping board!

This is simply a great shame!

The bird man sage was very angry, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He can't even deal with a prehistoric quasi-sage, let alone so many.

The sage who died at the hands of Patriarch Styx just now is the best example.

He doesn't want to die.

I don't even want to be taken away by others.

The bird man saint took advantage of the quasi-gods attacking each other, trying to leave here quietly.

Just now.

The bird man sage panicked, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Rumble!

In an instant.

Countless attacks fell together, directly covering the surroundings of the saint.

He was almost beaten to death by just a hair.

Although the prehistoric quasi-sages were attacking each other, they did not relax the bird-sage at all.

Countless paths of divine sense locked on together.

As long as the bird man sage dared to act recklessly, he would surely die tragically on the spot.