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16 Was it too much to give Martial Nephew an entire futon?

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Giving Martial Nephew an entire praying mat, is this too much?

He watched as the Kun Peng snatched Qin Feng's praying mat.

Tongtian's expression immediately darkened.

He even brought a gun?

Are you bullying my disciple for not having the strength?

Just as Tongtian was about to fly into a rage, he heard Primordial Origin's angry voice resound throughout the Holy Zhi Palace.

"You wet, feathered beast, are you even worthy of snatching my Martial Nephew's seat?”

"Hurry up and scram, and give up your seat to my Martial Nephew!!”

Qin Feng was touched when he saw Primordial Origin protecting him.

This Martial Uncle of his was only a little arrogant. Everything else was fine.

"Fellow Daoist, you!"

"I don't care to call you fellow daoists, you filthy, armored beasts.”

Kun Peng was about to speak, but he was once again rebuked by Primordial Origin.

Primordial Origin's face was cold, and his sharp eyes were fixed on Kun Peng.

Kun Peng frowned and could not help but be furious.

He reprimanded the entire demon race.

Immediately, the demons in the Purple Cloud Palace looked at the Origin.

However, the Three Pure Ones of Pangu held an extremely high position in everyone's hearts, and no one dared to refute them at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist, you've gone too far!"

"What, you don't want to leave?"

Primordial Origin's cold words echoed throughout the Holy Zhi Palace. He even seemed to be about to attack.

"This praying mat was originally my martial nephew's opportunity, but it was snatched away by you. Do you really think that my disciples are easy to bully?”

"Or do you look down on us and want to have a good fight with us?!”

In the next moment, a cold voice resounded throughout the palace."Quickly scram and return the seat to my disciple!”

"This is my martial nephew's opportunity. I can't let others take it away.”

Laozi also frowned. His calm voice resounded in Kun Peng's ears.

Although his tone was calm, the meaning behind his words was enough to make many mighty figures in the Holy Zhi Palace tremble.

The Three Pure Ones were all peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals!

If he was really angry and wanted to attack the Kun Peng, the Kun Peng would probably be crushed into pieces!

For a moment, all the mighty figures in the Holy Zhi Palace looked at the Kun Peng, not knowing how it should react.

Should I give in or not?

Kun Peng, who was wearing a green Taoist robe, had a pair of dark eyes full of anger, and his face was flushed red.

F * ck!

Bullying with numbers?

He was simply bullying the birds!

He was furious and looked at Emperor Jun Taiyi, Goddess Nvywa and Fuxi.

Who didn't have brothers?

Seeing Kunpeng's gaze, Emperor Jun and Taiyi fell silent.

Then, they looked at each other and nodded.

They decided to help Kun Peng sit in this position!

After all, if the Kun Peng had a great harvest, the strength of their Demon Race would also soar!

With the addition of Nuwa, the demon race was about to rise!

In the entire Purple Cloud Palace, there were only these six futons.

Everyone knew that these six praying mats were extraordinary.

Therefore, he could not give up the last praying mat!!

"Fellow Daoists, aren't you going too far?”

"This praying mat can be obtained by those who are fated and capable. Since it was obtained by our Monster Race's Monster Master, then this is naturally his opportunity. Why do you have to do this?”

"Moreover, the three of you have already occupied three seats. Why are you still making things difficult for Kun Peng?”

Dijun slowly walked out of the crowd with a solemn expression.

He looked at the Three Pure Ones fearlessly, looking like an emperor.

Beside him, Taiyi held the Eastern Emperor Bell. Like Emperor Jun, he looked at the Three Pure Ones fearlessly and said slowly,"

"Fellow Daoists, please stop here. Your disciples are only at the True…Mystic Immortal Stage. Even if you seize this praying mat, what's the use?”

"Not everyone can understand the Daofather's lecture. Although your disciples are slightly talented, their strength is still too weak. If they don't understand the truth of the Great Dao, wouldn't they be wasting a good position?”

"Oh?"

As soon as Taiyi finished speaking, the Three Pure Ones looked at Taiyi coldly.

Their eyes turned cold as they scoffed at Taiyi's words.

What did he mean by slightly talented?

What did he mean by too weak?

What did he mean by not understanding the truth of the Great Dao?

Wasn't this saying that their disciples were ants?!

"You demons are all wet, egg-laying, armored beasts. Did I say something wrong?”

"Also, when did you bastards get the chance to evaluate my disciples?”

In the end, Primordial Origin changed the topic. In an instant, an invisible pressure descended on Taiyi.

Whoosh!

Tongtian was not to be outdone. Endless sword qi suddenly appeared.

The Grand Supreme also frowned and a spiritual aura quietly descended.

In an instant, Taiyi's expression changed. He gritted his teeth and held on.

His current cultivation was only at the late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm!

How could he withstand the pressure of three perfected Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals?

Left with no choice, Taiyi activated the Eastern Emperor Bell and resisted with the power of a Connate cardinal treasure like the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Looking at the situation, Dijun's face darkened.

"Fellow Daoists, please stop.”

"Taiyi is right. Your disciple's strength is really too low. If he really can't understand Dao Ancestor's lecture, wouldn't he be wasting such a good position? It's better to give it to the Kun Peng."

Suddenly, a wonderful voice rang out and fell into the Three Pure Ones 'ears.

It was Nuwa!

She was also a member of the Demon Tribe. Seeing the Three Pure Ones angrily rebuking Emperor Jun and Tai Yi and even wanting to drive Kunpeng off the futon, she couldn't help but speak up.

When the Three Pure Ones heard this, they were instantly furious.

Why?

Did this group of wet eggs only know how to talk about their low cultivation?

"Get lost!"

Primordial Origin's face was gloomy. He gritted his teeth and reprimanded,""I've already said that my disciples are not worthy of your comments!”

"This seat has given Martial Nephew an entire futon, when has it ever been your turn to criticize?”

The expressions of Grand Supreme Laozi and Tongtian also darkened.

This last position had already belonged to Qin Feng.

However, at the critical moment, the Kun Peng had taken over the position.

However, this matter became Qin Feng's fault in the mouths of these demons!

"Hurry up and scram! Do you think we don't dare to make a move?”

With a cold light in his eyes, Primordial Origin looked straight at Kun Peng.

As he spoke, his perfected Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal aura did not hold back at all as it pressed crazily toward the Kun Peng.

"Humph!"

The Kun Peng did not dare to say anything more. After glaring at the Three Pure Ones and Qin Feng, it unwillingly 'moved' down from the praying mat.

Although he had the help of Emperor Jun, Taiyi and Goddess Nvywa, he dared not oppose the Three Pure Ones in the Holy Zhi Palace!

After all, the Three Pure Ones were all perfected Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, top-notch existences in the Primordial World!

In addition to the name "Pangu", who knew the true strength of the Three Pure Ones?

If they couldn't win, wouldn't they lose all their face in front of all these mighty figures?

Seeing Kun Peng leave, Qin Feng immediately sat on it to prevent any more heretics.

Then, he looked at the Three Pure Ones gratefully.

The Three Pure Ones also recovered their expressions. After nodding at Qin Feng, they continued to close their eyes and meditate, quietly waiting for the Dao Ancestor to appear and impart his Dao.

In an instant, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly turn sharp as a wave of hatred suddenly rises in his heart.

He was clearly the one who came first, but the Kun Peng snatched his spot!

The Monster Race had helped Kun Peng, but they had used his low cultivation as an excuse to make him retreat so that he wouldn't waste such a good position.

Even Nuwa, one of the future six Sages, spoke up for the Kun Peng.

If it wasn't for his master and uncle-master, he would have lost his position as a Saint!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng's sharp eyes swept across Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Nuwa and Fuxi.

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