"I presume you must be Fellow Daoist Rahu?”Kun Peng narrowed his eyes and looked at Rahu, whose expression kept changing.
Although it was his first time meeting Luohou, he immediately realized that Hongjun was the famous Fiend Ancestor Luohou.
After the Dragon Han Great Calamity, it was followed by the great battle between the Daoists and the Demons.
Hongjun was the leader of the Tao, and Luohou was the leader of the demons.
Dao wanted to kill the devil, and the devil wanted to dominate. A peerless war erupted.
In the end, it ended with Hongjun's victory. With this battle, Hongjun became the Dao Ancestor of Untainted Land and obtained infinite Merits. Finally, he became the First Sage of Untainted Land.
Kun Peng sighed in his heart. Time was indeed a wonderful thing.
When he first came to the Wilderness, he was still an insignificant ant.
He did not expect that in the blink of an eye, he would be able to stand on equal footing with the future Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Fiend Ancestor Rahu.
Moreover, he felt that he did not have the slightest excitement of meeting a legendary top-notch mighty figure.
On the contrary, he felt that everything was taken for granted and that it should be like this.
"That's right, it's the ancestor!" Rahu said proudly.
As expected of a peak Perfected Golden Immortal, Luohou knew that regret was useless and couldn't save the Kun Peng.
He had prepared for the worst. At worst, he would fight one against two!
Luohou still had billions of demonic cultivators under him. When billions of demonic cultivators slaughtered the Dragon and Phoenix Tribes, the fate of the Untainted Land would belong to him.
With boundless fate, Rahu might be able to directly vindicate Primordial Chaos.
At that time, even if there were twenty more, Luohou wouldn't be afraid, let alone Kun Peng and Hongjun.
Kun Peng looked deeply at Luohou, he knew what Luohou was planning.
However, he was not afraid at all!
He was determined to fight Rahu to the end!
Kun Peng was familiar with the Primordial World. He knew very well that after the war between the Taoists and the Demons, the Heavenly Dao would bestow endless merit.
If he didn't kill Rahu on behalf of the heavens, how could the heavens give him merit?
To put it bluntly, the Kun Peng had traveled billions of miles from the Northern Continent to get merit points.
The great trend of the Heavenly Dao was destined for Daoist Priest Demon-elimination!
Thus, Rahu had to die. Even if he didn't die, he had to die!
If Rahu didn't die, how could the Kun Peng obtain merit?
However, Kun Peng was not in a hurry to attack. If the enemy did not move, he would not move. If the enemy moved, he would move first!
If Luohou Hongjun didn't make a move, wouldn't he lose face if he was too anxious?
Kun Peng was not worried at all about the hundreds of millions of demonic cultivators slaughtering the Dragon and Phoenix Clans. He even hoped that the hundreds of millions of demonic cultivators would kill the Dragon and Phoenix Clans as soon as possible.
The phoenix race had nothing to do with him, but the dragon race had sent so many experts to hunt him down back then.
The Kun Peng was very vengeful. Naturally, it would not help the dragon clan.
The more casualties the dragon race suffered, the happier the Kun Peng was!
As for the Phoenix Race, they could only blame themselves for being unlucky to have to join forces with the Dragon Race.
The three of them fell into a strange silence. None of them took the initiative to attack. Instead, they stood in a three-legged posture, each on guard.
Time flew by. Rahu's trillions of devil cultivators seemed to have received orders from Rahu, and the tempo of their slaughter greatly increased.
The enormous black devil cloud covered the entire battlefield of Mount Buzhou. Billions of devil cultivators killed the dragon and phoenix cultivators, leaving nothing behind.
Before long, the cultivators of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans had been slaughtered. Except for some disciples who had escaped by luck, the rest of the cultivators had been killed in body and soul.
The Buzhou Battlefield was billions of miles long, and the corpses of the three Xiantian races were everywhere.
"You're really something from the Rahu Sect!"
A complicated look flashed across Hongjun's face as he looked at the hundreds of millions of corpses of the three Connate Clans on the battlefield.
The Heavenly Dao was impermanent!
Who would have thought that the three Connate Clans, who had dominated the Primordial Continent back then, would end up like this?
The patriarchs of the three clans had all died, and the cultivators of the three clans had all died. How could they be in such a miserable state?
On the other hand, Kun Peng was expressionless. He, who was familiar with the Primordial World, was not surprised at all.
He would be surprised if the three innate races didn't decline!
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you flatter me!”Rahu seemed humble, but he was actually laughing smugly.
Rahu's eyes flashed with joy. The three innate races had been killed by his army, and he could feel his luck slowly increasing.
Next, as long as he obtained the recognition of the Heavenly Axiom, he would become the Supreme of the Devil Dao, dominate the Untainted Land, and enjoy boundless luck.
With a huge amount of luck, Luohou would immediately break through the bottleneck of a peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and vindicate Primordial Chaos.
From then on, he could get rid of his identity as an ant below the Primordial Chaos and enjoy the endless tribulation of immortality!
Just thinking about it made Rahu extremely excited.
"Sons, immediately build the Demon Sealing Platform!”Rahu ordered the billions of devil cultivators.
Once the Demon Sealing Platform was set up, Luohou would be able to proclaim himself as the Demon Ancestor and confer titles to the demonic cultivators under his command. From then on, he would rule the Primordial Continent.
"We will obey the Fiend Ancestor's decree!"
Billions of demonic cultivators immediately accepted the order in unison. Their voices were deafening!
The demonic cultivator army immediately tidied up the battlefield and built the Demon Sealing Platform on the battlefield.
As the Demon Sealing Platform rose, the Primordial Heaven and Earth immediately sensed it. The sky changed color and the wind blew.
" The Demon Sealing Platform is interesting!" The Kun Peng's lips curved even more.
Kun Peng looked at Hongjun and suddenly felt that the Investiture of the Gods in the legend of the Gods might be Hongjun's idea of plagiarizing Luohou.
"Fellow Daoist Kun Peng, there's no time to lose.”Hongjun said.
Kun Peng looked calm, but Hongjun could not.
Once Luohou's Devil-Sealing Platform was successfully built and Luohou was sealed, all the Fate of the Primordial World would be on Luohou. It would take at least a Cataclysm to kill Luohou.
Hongjun was a man who wanted to become a Dao Ancestor. How could he wait?
"Calm down!" Kun Peng waved his hand, not in a hurry at all.
"Hahaha, it's too late to stop the ancestor now!”Rahu laughed arrogantly.
If the Dragon and Phoenix races had not been completely massacred, Kun Peng Hongjun would have had a chance to stop him if he attacked at the same time. However, it was too late now!
"Is that so?" Kun Peng revealed a playful smile.
Rahu's eyelids twitched as he suddenly had a bad feeling.
At this moment, a violent aura suddenly erupted from Kun Peng's body. He raised his head and let out a monstrous roar!
Roar!
A deafening roar spread throughout the entire Primordial Continent, lingering in the air for a long time.
The roar was still echoing. The Primordial Continent suddenly trembled violently as if it was about to collapse.
In the north of the Wilderness, a huge cloud of dust suddenly rolled toward the Buzhou Battlefield like a tornado!
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