"Let go of your thoughts and keep your mind carefully, I will help you!" The Chaos Wheel Flower in the Nine Phoenix Palm flew up and exploded in the air, becoming many small spots of light.

These small light spots fly into the fingertips of Jiufeng Shizhong's two fingers.

Jiufeng closed her eyes, and many images appeared in her mind, all from her future.

She endured her shame and annoyance, turned the images into thoughts, injected them into the small light spots at her fingertips, and then pointed them in Kunpeng's eyebrows.

An extremely mysterious force surged into the Niwan Palace, forming a vortex and spinning rapidly.

"call……"

The Hongmeng demonic energy in Kunpeng's body stirred up huge waves.

Enter from the east side of the whirlpool of Niwan Palace, and then come out from the west side.

The originally dark purple Hongmeng demonic energy has now turned into a dark red, like the wedding dress of the ghost bride, with a strange and gloomy feeling.

The original Hongmeng Demonic Aura, to be more accurate, should be called Hongmeng Killing Demonic Aura.

Now it has become the demonic energy of Hongmeng’s paradise.

Kunpeng was a little confused.

He had heard Jiufeng say that in the future, she had already told her how to help him through this disaster through the time and space dream.

In Ning Xi's heart, Jiufeng has always been reliable, so she lets her go, but the result of letting go is like this.

Is this treating him as a lust?

"How did you turn the desire to kill into the desire to bliss?" Kunpeng asked with a dark face.

Now the song of killing has no effect on him.

The foolish ancestor Yin and Yang was still playing hard, so let him play stupidly for the time being.

"In the future, I say you are a romantic and romantic slut. The desire for bliss is in line with your original intention. As long as you change this way, you will be 100% successful." Jiufeng looked at Kunpeng's extremely depressed look and felt a little funny. "Facts have proved that I know you very well in the future. This conversion was beyond imagination."

Kunpeng said righteously: "This is all slander. My greatest desire is to seek welfare for the people."

"I only found a Chaos Wheel Flower, and I must ensure 100% success." Jiufeng explained.

"Do you know what the most common desire in the world is? It is food, color, and therefore the desire for bliss is one of the great desires in the world.

Taking this as my foundation of the magic path, the result is that my magic path cultivation has increased by 10,000 times faster than before.

I always think you are very reliable, but this time you cheated him." Kunpeng said speechlessly.

"That's how..." Jiufeng smiled embarrassedly, "We mainly think that if you are a demon with this way, you will not kill people or do things that harm the world.

As long as you don’t cause any major disaster, you can slowly polish your will and the heart of Tao, and one day you will break free from the shackles of the demonic path.”

Kunpeng was slightly stunned and nodded, "This is true. He just suffered, and he became a woman around me."

He sighed with melancholy, waved his hand to remove the thick earth formation, and looked at the Yin-Yang Ancestor who was still playing the song of killing with a calm face, and said in a sequential tone: "Have you played enough?"

"Why is it useless?" The ancestor of Yin and Yang changed color and left decisively.

"Don't you think it's too late to leave now?" Kunpeng suddenly appeared above the head of the Yin-Yang Ancestor and stabbed him with a shot.

Swish!

Taoist Hongjun came stepping on the nine-colored holy light, swung the whisk of chaotic righteousness, and was rushing to Kunpeng's head, shouting: "Don't be arrogant!"

"You are an old beast with bad habits, you have cultivated the rules of righteousness into the dog's belly. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here?" Kunpeng was a sarcastic act. "You think you have become a saint, but you are superior to others. With your hypocritical and shameless face, even if you become a saint, you are the lowest scum in the Pangu universe."

"Kunpeng, it seems that you don't know how to write the word "death". Today I will teach you." Taoist Hongjun was angry.

"Haha..." Kunpeng looked disdainful, "I just stood still and didn't move, do you dare to kill me? The demonic energy is hidden in the purple air of Hongmeng. I want to see what can be hidden in the holy position when you return me to my holy position?"

How could the Taoist Hongjun not hear it? Kunpeng reminded him that he still owe him the holy position but has not been given.

Killing Kunpeng now is equivalent to breaking the promise.

The price of losing the promise is to bear the punishment of the chaos catastrophe, and the cultivation level falls below the holy realm and will never be able to recover.

"I can't kill you, can't seal you?" Taoist Hongjun felt that Kunpeng was too self-righteous and really thought that now was the past.

"Hey, you really can't seal me." Kunpeng was confident, "Hongjun, I'm afraid you won't even think that when you mix Hongmeng purple aura and the original demonic aura together, it will cause them to change, making the new demonic path I control, which is beyond your imagination."

Hongjun has always not understood why no demonic energy spread out when Kunpeng was crazy. Now he suddenly realized and said lightly: "You don't know the power of the holy realm. Even if your new demonic path is incredible, you are still a quasi-saint, and there are all ants under the holy realm."

"Are you ant? Hahaha..." Kunpeng laughed and his figure disappeared, and then Kunpeng's voice sounded from all directions in the prehistoric world. "Hongjun, you declared shamelessly that there are all ants under the saints. Then let Kunpeng see, how you, the lofty saint, kill me today."

Taoist Hongjun frowned because he found that these sounds came from the bodies of most of the living beings in the wilderness. Those creatures were obviously not Kunpeng, but they carried the breath of Kunpeng.

"All sentient beings are me, and I am all sentient beings." Kunpeng sneered, "Aren't you a lofty saint? Do you still need to hesitate to deal with the ant in your eyes and think about it?"

Hongjun saw that Kunpeng should be placed in the mind of sentient beings.

Or it should be said that the thoughts of sentient beings are him, and he is the thoughts of sentient beings.

In this way, if Hongjun wants to kill Kunpeng, he just needs to kill those creatures in the Honghuang who have the desire for bliss in his heart.

This type of creature accounts for as many as 70% to 80%.

Taoist Hongjun smiled and said, "Good means, but I can kill them first, erase you, and then resurrect them."

"Then do it." Kunpeng couldn't see that Hongjun was testing him. He was with those people's desire for bliss. Hongjun's method was useless at all. "I'm sorry, garbage is garbage. Even if you, Hongjun, become a saint, it is still garbage."

"If the sky wants to die, it must first make it crazy. Kunpeng, you can go crazy as much as you want." Taoist Hongjun left with the injured ancestor Yin and Yang.

"Everyone who can't kill me will eventually make me stronger." Kunpeng's voice shocked Baili, "Hongjun, you are waiting honestly in Zixiao Palace, waiting for me to kill one day and chop off your dog's head."

Hongjun soared into the sky with a proud aura, and a faint voice came slowly: "I am not far from the Taoist period. Then I will be the Taoist master in the holy realm. You can destroy your clown, hehe..."
Chapter completed!