MM Racing Chapter 207
Chapter 207
Above Jiuxiao.
Kunpeng's expression changed.
If you can't pretend to be a fork, you will be fucked, and there is no one left.
"Kongtong seal, come out!"
"The law of water, suppression."
The Kongtong seal is a rare treasure of the human race, and its power is not inferior to the innate treasure.
Kunpeng used the Kongtong seal to induce the law, and instantly resisted the attack of the twelve ancestor witches.
"Is this the power?"
"You have annoyed me."
Kunpeng roared angrily, and the endless power of law emerged from the sky.
Water is both rigid and soft.
Kunpeng, directly resorted to that Shuigang side.
"The Water Domain."
"The gun of the law, the gun shakes the world."
Following Kunpeng's voice, it fell.
A storm blew up in the wild rivers and the four seas.
Countless waterspouts pierced into the sky.
The torrent of water was drawn into the nine heavens by Kunpeng.
Water flows downhill.
But at this time, it was completely reversed.
Endless heavy water forms a unique field.
The twelve ancestor witches, they were all imprisoned in this domain.
Kunpeng disappeared into the turbulent heavy water.
There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun.
We all know that Kunpeng travels against the wind and becomes a roc bird.
Little did they know that the water was Kunpeng's real home field.
In this heavy water, Kunpeng will display unprecedented combat power.
Kunpeng could already become a saint, but he suppressed his realm.
That's because Kunpeng not only wants to become a saint.
Kunpeng's ambition is to become a sage of heaven like Daozu Hongjun.
Humanity is not yet at its peak.
As long as Kunpeng stands still and keeps suppressing the realm.
When humanity is at its peak, Kunpeng can at least become a great power at the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
He can even go one step further with his own body.
This is Styx's plan for Kunpeng, and it is also Kunpeng's own ambition.
"What's going on, where did Kunpeng go?"
Xuan Ming looked at the endless heavy water, and felt bursts of force on his body.
If it weren't for the tyrannical bodies of their twelve ancestor witches, they would have been crushed to pieces long ago in the heavy water domain.
"Made, burn it for me."
Zhu melted into a fire giant, trying to vaporize that black, terrifying water.
Water and fire are incompatible, which makes Zhu Rong very upset.
"Don't bother, this heavy water domain cannot be broken by one person alone."
Gong Gong's face was ugly.
He didn't expect that Kunpeng's control over the law of water was far beyond his own.
The Ancestral Witch of Water has nothing to do with a miscellaneous bird.
"Not good, defend quickly."
Zhu Jiuyin peeped into a corner of the long river of time.
He suddenly discovered that Kunpeng wanted to carry out a sneak attack.
"Time strangles, speed up."
"Hurry up and cast the law."
Zhu Jiuyin looked at the other ancestral witches and quickly reminded them.
Kunpeng is too cunning, he should be secretly spying on them somewhere now.
"Damn it, why don't we just set up the Twelve Capitals and make a great array of gods and gods."
Headless Xing Tian carried his relatives on his shoulders, with a square shield in his hand.
He is the only one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches who has a weapon.
"Wait a while, it's not too late to build a big formation."
Di Jiang hesitated.
He wanted to see what kind of tricks this Kunpeng had.
"He's coming, be careful."
Time flowed in Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, peeping out a glimmer of opportunity.
According to the law of time, Zhu Jiuyin still only has a superficial control over it.
He still can't really exert the power of the law of time.
Zhu Jiuyin only waited for a glimpse of the secret, but he couldn't go deep into the long river of time and kill hidden dangers from the source.
Just as Zhu Jiuyin finished speaking.
The giant kun flashed in an instant, and the Kongtong seal flew out in an instant, smashing towards the ancestor witch Xingtian.
Seeing this, the ancestor witches hurriedly blocked the Kongtong seal.
The Kongtong Seal, exuding the power of golden luck, wanted to suppress the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Just when the ancestor witches thought that Kunpeng's goal was Xingtian.
In the heavy water, Kunpeng suddenly appeared.
With a mouth full of blood, he directly swallowed Xuan Ming into his mouth.
"Sister, no."
"Kunpeng, you are courting death."
The ancestor witches were in great grief, and the Kunpeng actually devoured Xuanming.
The connection between them and Xuanming has been forcibly severed.
Whether Xuan Ming is dead or alive, Di Jiang can't guarantee it.
"I didn't expect it."
"Humanity refining, devouring."
Kunpeng directly mobilized humanity and suppressed the Xuanming Ancestral Witch in his body.
In Beihai Shenfu, Xuanyuan controlled the water flag, and completely imprisoned Xuanming, making her unable to move.
In Kunpeng's body, there is an original world.
Xuan Ming was trapped in it.
As long as humanity completely refines it, Xuan Ming will really die.
"If you kill my human race, you will have to pay the price."
On Kunpeng's gloomy face, there was a monstrous killing intent.
Now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches have come, one must be left to pay for the human race.
Blood debts are paid in blood, there are comings and goings.
Xuanming is the ancestral witch of rain, and he is better at the law of ice. This person's origin is of great benefit to Kunpeng.
As Xuanming continued to be refined, Kunpeng deliberately let other ancestor witches hear Xuanming's screams.
"Ah, don't stop."
"It hurts. Brothers. Help me quickly."
There were bursts of screams, resounding through the nine heavens.
Xuanming is being refined rapidly.
A quasi-sage in the late stage can't bear the endless ravages of humanity.
"Kunpeng, do you dare?"
"Don't let Xuan Ming go, otherwise you will definitely die."
Gong Gong was very sad, he angrily reprimanded Kunpeng.
In the words, there is a sense of threat.
This is not to save Xuanming, but it will irritate Kunpeng and make Xuanming suffer even more.
Sure enough, Kunpeng just smiled slightly.
He urged the human way, and his mana turned into ants, which got into Xuanming's true spirit and began to eat.
Xuan Ming's screams became even more horrific.
Seeing this, Di Jiang seemed to have made some decision.
He looked at Kunpeng and spoke slowly.
"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, as long as you release Xuan Ming, I will lead the Wu Clan to withdraw."
"There are other conditions, you can mention them as you like, as long as you don't kill my sister."
Di Jiang was full of anger, but he had nowhere to vent it.
Sister Houtu, she has been killed by Di Jun and others.
There were two younger sisters, only one left.
Di Jiang never wanted to see Zu Wu die again.
The witch clan, only their twelve ancestor witches are the real trump card.
This hole card, less than one will not work.
If Xuan Ming died, Di Jiang would just wait to re-select the ancestor witch.
"Are you joking?"
"Human race, you can't kill them all."
"You witch clan and monster clan will be wiped out sooner or later."
"No, there will be people from the race at that time."
"After all, this seat is the teacher of the human race."
Kunpeng increased his mana, and Xuanming was almost refined in an instant.
If you do it humanely, it must be a fine product.
Just now, it was just Kunpeng and Di Jiang and others talking about it.
This is called procrastination.
"Kunpeng, you are courting death."
"Quickly kill him."
Seeing that something was wrong, Di Jiang rushed directly to Kunpeng.
Xuan Ming's screams had already disappeared.
More bad luck than good luck, Di Jiang regretted it.
"It's only now that I realize it, it's too late."
Kunpeng's words struck the hearts of the ancestor witches like a bolt from the blue.