Chapter 179: Xuandu Borrows Spiritual Treasure

"Greetings, Master. I wonder why you called me here?"

Xuandu was wearing a brown Taoist robe, with his black hair tied up and a golden Taoist crown on his head. He looked to be in his twenties. When he saw Laozi, he bowed respectfully and said hello.

"Yes." Taishang looked at Xuandu and nodded with satisfaction. He was the disciple he accepted when he was preaching in the human race. Xuandu worshipped mountains and rivers when he met them, just to seek immortality and Taoism. When he saw Xuandu, he felt that he was to his liking, so he accepted him as a disciple and successor.

Now Xuandu did not disappoint him. His cultivation reached the peak of Daluo and he could be regarded as a top figure among the three religions. The only ones who were similar to him were Guangchengzi and Randeng of the Chan Sect, Duobao Taoist of the Jie Sect, and Wudang Shengmu.

"Now the Human Saint Emperor has reached a critical moment of enlightenment and is missing a treasure. This time, I asked you to come here to help the Human Saint Emperor."

"Treasure? Why treasure?" Xuandu was puzzled.

"Hetu and Luoshu."

"Hetu and Luoshu? Aren't those the innate spiritual treasures of the demon race in the past? I heard that in the war between the three races, these two treasures were finally taken away by the demon master Kunpeng."

Xuandu is still relatively familiar with the history of that year. After all, he was also a human race at that time, and it was not long after he became a disciple of Taishang.

"Yes, it is those two spiritual treasures." Taishang nodded.

"Then this time, do you want to borrow two treasures from Kunpeng?" Xuandu asked.

Taishang glanced at Xuandu and took out a 33-story golden pagoda. The Xuanhuang Qi was hanging down, full of endless mysteries. It was the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth.

"Take this pagoda from your master and go to Beiming Palace. I believe you know what to do." As he said that, the Supreme threw the pagoda to Xuandu.

Xuandu's face was calm, his eyes flashed, and he said, "Disciple knows."

"Well, go."

"Disciple, take your leave!" Xuandu bowed respectfully, turned and left Taiqing Palace, and then took the pagoda and flew towards Beiming.

Beiming is located in the north. There are no other forces here. There is only one force, that is, Beiming Palace founded by Kunpeng. Some of the remaining demons were driven to the northern land by the saints, and some of them surrendered to Kunpeng. Today, Beiming Palace is also the top strength in the prehistoric world, because there is Kunpeng, a late-stage quasi-saint.

On this day, Xuandu came to the Beiming territory alone to meet the demon master Kunpeng. Xuandu is a disciple of the saint, and his words and deeds represent the saint. Naturally, Kunpeng did not dare to neglect him and ordered people to lead him to Beiming Palace.

"I don't know why Master Xuandu came to my Beiming Palace. If Kunpeng can help, I will definitely not refuse." Kunpeng didn't know Xuandu's purpose at this time, but in line with the attitude that saints should not be offended, Kunpeng tried to lower his attitude.

"Really?"

Xuandu smiled strangely and said, "Well, I just need Senior Kunpeng's help with something, and it must be done by you."

"What is it?" Kunpeng knew it was not a good thing when he saw Xuandu's appearance, and he immediately had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"I heard that the two spiritual treasures of the demon clan, the River Map and the Luoshu, were in your hands. Xuandu came here to borrow them for use." Xuandu smiled and said.

Kunpeng's heart suddenly skipped a beat when he heard this, and his face gradually became gloomy. He Kunpeng himself didn't have any good spiritual treasures. The best spiritual treasures on his body were the River Map and the Luoshu. Although Xuandu said it was borrowed, everyone knew that it was borrowed without return, and the inner meaning was clearly robbing.

"What if I don't agree?" Kunpeng no longer had the mentality he had before, his face turned ugly, and he said in a deep voice.

"This is not up to you, senior. This is the decision of the saint. Senior, you should cooperate with me, otherwise I won't be able to report to you." Xuandu's face also darkened, and he spoke with a hint of threat.

"Just you? It's not that I look down on you, it's just that you are too weak. It's not enough to take away the two top-grade innate spiritual treasures, the River Map and the Luoshu, from me!" Kunpeng sneered.

"Oh? Really?"

Xuandu laughed, not caring about Kunpeng's attitude. Then, he took out the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda given to him by his teacher and hung it in the air.

"Senior Kunpeng, are you sure you don't want to lend it?" Xuandu looked at Kunpeng with a smile.

When he saw the Xuanhuang Pagoda, Kunpeng's face became even uglier, because he recognized that it was the pagoda of the Supreme Saint, and it contained the attack of the saint. However, after thinking about it, Kunpeng thought, isn't it just a clone of a saint? With my strength in the late stage of quasi-saint, even if I can't beat him, I should be able to escape. After all, Wanjie Demon Lord has not yet become a saint, but he can fight against a saint. Although I am not as good as him, I should be able to deal with a clone of a saint.

Thinking of this, Kunpeng couldn't help but make up his mind. He took out the two magic weapons, the River Map and the Luoshu, and activated the magic power. In an instant, it became huge. The sun, moon, stars, ancient demon text, mountains and rivers appeared in an instant. The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the surrounding space was imprisoned. The light of the River Map and the Luoshu increased, turning into a series of seals, flying towards Xuandu.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing this, Xuandu only heard a cold snort, and he immediately activated the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the magic power was injected, the pagoda hummed, and then it instantly became huge, covering the sky and the sun, breaking the surrounding space confinement, shining with golden light, like the sun, and the endless Xuanhuang Qi rushed down like a waterfall, forming an absolute defensive posture, invulnerable to all kinds of attacks.

A powerful saint's pressure fell without warning, pressing Kunpeng to the ground.

Then, the thirty-three-story pagoda instantly suppressed Kunpeng, like the thirty-three-story sky, the terrifying pressure directly shattered the surrounding space, and a terrifying confinement force that could not be avoided or escaped came to suppress Kunpeng.

"Roar! Damn! How could it be so terrifying?!"

Kunpeng's face was horrified, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes. Just a pagoda made him feel such a terrifying pressure. If the saint took action, it would be terrible. Wouldn't he be unable to take the blow at that time?

Feeling the terrifying pressure, Kunpeng had no doubt that it could suppress him. Seeing the crisis getting closer and closer, Kunpeng roared, and he poured all his magic power into it, forming a full-strength attack, and rushed towards the pagoda covered with dark yellow.

"Boom!"

With a fierce blow, Kunpeng was instantly blasted thousands of feet away by the terrifying pressure of the pagoda. The surrounding space was shattered into pieces, turning into a space storm, with earth, water, fire and wind surging, and it was extremely violent.

Looking at Kunpeng again, I saw that one of Kunpeng's arms was directly shattered. He now looked extremely embarrassed, with bloodstains all over his body, his hair was scattered, and his eyes flashed with a sinister and cruel light, but more of it was horror and deep fear.

He could never have imagined that the saint would make him half-crippled with just one attack from a spiritual treasure. At this moment, he had an intuitive understanding of the saint's power.

After taking a deep look at Xuandu in the void, Kunpeng's eyes flashed with a trace of resentment and unwillingness, and then turned around without hesitation and flew away. If Kunpeng really wanted to run, Xuandu could not stop him.

Looking at the fleeing Kunpeng, Xuandu chuckled, waved his hand to take away the River Map and Luoshu imprisoned by the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower in the void, and no longer thought about anything else, but turned and flew towards the human tribe.

After all, his purpose this time was to get the two spiritual treasures of the River Map and Luoshu and give them to the human Saint Emperor to enlighten him. Now the treasure is in hand, but the human race has not gone yet.

Speaking of which, I seem to be a human race too. I haven't been back to the human race for a long time. Taking this opportunity, I will go back to the tribe to see the situation of the human race.

Thinking of this, Xuandu's speed was not slow at all. A stream of light cut through the sky and disappeared in a flash.

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