Chapter 01844 Off Kunpeng (5)

With the belief of the owner of the dragon chariot, all the surrounding space was distorted!

Both the Saint Immortal and Dao Ancestor fell into the distorted space immediately.

Earth immortals, celestial immortals and the like even met each other, and their bodies were crushed by the distorted space.

Headed by the ancestors of the Kunpeng clan, a dozen or so half-step immortal emperors, although not affected by the distortion space, all of them turned extremely ugly.

"Not a half-step Immortal Emperor!"

"He's not a half-step Immortal Emperor..."

Before the ancestors of the Kunpeng clan opened their mouths, Immortal Emperor Banbu yelled out.

If it is a half-step immortal emperor, even if it is the patriarch of the top immortal family... a half-step immortal emperor at this level, it is impossible to put such pressure on them!

No, what they are facing at this time is no longer pressure...

But directly feel powerless!

"Damn it, he's the Immortal Emperor, he's actually the Immortal Emperor..." said the ancestor of the Kunpeng Clan with an extremely ugly expression.

Without even hesitating, he crushed a jade slip.

Almost at the same time, the phantom of Emperor Kunpeng appeared in the void.

"Call me out again?" The phantom of Emperor Kunpeng frowned the moment he appeared.

"Grandpa, I'm refining an extremely important secret treasure. It's a major event of last resort. Can you stop..."

Emperor Kunpeng seemed to want to say, can you leave him alone... But before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly!

He has already felt that the chaotic space elements around him, all the space is distorted, and countless earth immortals and angels are crushed to pieces!

Saint Immortals, Taoist Ancestors and the like are also deeply trapped in the distorted space and cannot extricate themselves.

This is an immortal emperor's move!

"who!"

The phantom of Emperor Kunpeng looked at Long Nian immediately, "Dragon Emperor? Xuyuan? Fudi? Who are you!"

Emperor Kunpeng even said several names, but couldn't confirm the identity of the other party, so he couldn't help but asked the three words 'who are you'.

At this time, he is only a virtual existence, and his spiritual consciousness cannot peep through the chariot to see the deity inside.

"Kunpeng, don't you even recognize me?" An indifferent voice came from inside the dragon chariot.

"Hide your head and show your tail, how does this emperor recognize you!" Emperor Kunpeng said angrily.

"Since you can't recognize it, then in ignorance and depression... just die!"

Inside the dragon chariot, there was another indifferent voice.

Boom boom boom boom...

In the distorted space, explosions suddenly sounded in pieces.

Saint Immortals and Dao Ancestors trapped in the space didn't even have the ability to resist, so they were crushed to death.

At the same time, their souls were reduced to ashes in the distorted space.

"I heard that Peng An is your illegitimate son?" An indifferent voice came from inside the dragon chariot again.

"What did you do to An'er?" Emperor Kunpeng's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Dead, Peng An's great-grandson, was...killed by him!" the ancestor of the Kunpeng clan said in grief and indignation.

"Mian...Your Majesty, not only did Young Master Peng An die, but... before he died, his wings were chopped off and used for cooking!"

Immediately after the ancestor, another half-step immortal emperor said.

"Ahhh..." Emperor Kunpeng roared on the spot when he heard the words.

Emperor Kunpeng looked at Long Nian with tearful eyes, "Who the hell are you? What kind of grievances does this emperor have with you? It will make you so cruel that even the emperor's heirs will be tortured and killed!"

Even now, Emperor Kunpeng couldn't guess the identity of the owner of the Dragon Chariot.

There are two factors he can be sure of!

First, the people in the dragon chariot are men!

Second, the people in the dragon chariot are human races!

Human race, male, and also an immortal emperor, who can count on one hand, who is there!

One Immortal Emperor Xuyuan, one Yun Qingyan!

Yun Qingyan is dead, and his body and soul are gone. Emperor Kunpeng has witnessed this with his own eyes!

Immortal Emperor Xuyuan is the only one left to be suspected!

But Emperor Kunpeng can be sure that the person inside the Dragon Chariot is definitely not Immortal Emperor Xuyuan!

"You are Emperor Mo? You...you have stepped into the Immortal Emperor Realm?" Emperor Kunpeng couldn't help but think of someone.

"Emperor Mo..."

Inside the dragon chariot came a rather sarcastic voice, "Don't worry, Emperor Mo will come down to accompany you soon."

Hearing this tone, Emperor Kunpeng almost blurted out the word 'Emperor Yun'.

But this idea was abruptly suppressed by him.

Still the same sentence, he witnessed the death of Emperor Yun with his own eyes, and it was a death of body and soul.

Even if it is God's will, it is impossible to save the living Emperor Yun.

"It's not Xu Yuan, and it's not Mo Huang. Who the hell is he?" Emperor Kunpeng continued to guess.

At this time, he was already full of murderous intentions, wishing to tear the owner of the dragon chariot into pieces.

But because he didn't know the identity of the other party for a while, he fell into inexplicable worry.

If the other party dared to single-handedly fight to the Heavenly Holy City, he must have something to rely on, or a backup.

It is not a wise choice to act rashly!

"Old guy, judging from Liu Qingyang's memory, you have done many wicked things."

The owner of the dragon chariot suddenly manifested a big hand and grabbed the ancestor of the Kunpeng clan.

The old ancestor's complexion changed suddenly, and he subconsciously flew towards the area where the phantom of Emperor Kunpeng was located.

It's just that the big hand flying out of the dragon chariot is too fast...

It seems that it doesn't even need time, and it has already arrived in front of the ancestor, Kacha...

A face-to-face meeting imprisoned the ancestors.

"presumptuous--"

Emperor Kunpeng let out a loud cry, the power of the Immortal Emperor swept out of his body, and he rushed towards the master of the dragon chariot, which had transformed into a big hand.

"My grandfather has a high position and authority. Even in the Kunpeng clan, he is an existence with a lot of power. Don't let my grandfather go!"

When Emperor Kunpeng shot, he was still shouting loudly.

"Let him go?"

A sneer came from inside the dragon chariot, and then the ancestor of the Kunpeng clan... was crushed to pieces.

The phantom of Emperor Kunpeng, who was still rushing towards him at a high speed, suddenly froze on the spot...

Looking at this scene in disbelief, "You... you actually killed the emperor's grandfather?"

"Just killed?"

Inside the dragon chariot, there was another sneer, and the next moment... Peel, peel, peel!

The soul of the ancestor of the Kunpeng clan was directly ignited by a flame of the color of lightning.

The ancestor didn't even have time to let out a scream... his entire soul was swallowed by the lightning-colored flame.

"All these years, you have done a lot of unconscionable things, so let me die too!"

While the owner of the dragon chariot was speaking, countless big hands transformed by the power of fairy spirits flew out of the dragon chariot.

Boom boom boom boom...

The ancestors of the Kunpeng clan, the half-step immortal emperors brought this time, were all slapped to death by the owner of the dragon chariot... with a slap.

"You... who are you!" Emperor Kunpeng took a deep breath.

At this time, even a blind person can see that the owner of the dragon carriage has a deep hatred with him!

This trip to the Holy City of Heaven is for revenge! "You may not believe it, I am a person who has died once."