Ever since the Kun Peng Patriarch discovered his Goldfinger, he had been trying hard to trigger it.
Previously, when he encountered stimulation, oppression, humiliation, or even death threats, the golden finger would be triggered.
And now, it seemed that watching those novel battles could also have a certain effect on the cheat.
For example, the battle between the Sorcerer and Demon Race would not have any effect on the Kun Peng Ancestor if it was an ordinary battle.
The fierce battle between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribe was beneficial to the Kun Peng Patriarch.
"Boom!"
Under the joint attack of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jun and Taiyi finally lost.
Even though Tai Yi had stopped the eleven Ancestors of Sorcery by himself, he could not win.
After spending some time, he had consumed a lot of Spiritual Qi compared to the eleven Ancestors of Sorcery.
If he continued to fight, he might be exhausted to death.
After all, he was surrounded by eleven Ancestral Magi!
The fact that Taiyi could remain undefeated had already shocked all the Supreme Martial Artists.
In the entire Primordial World, not everyone could take on eleven Ancestors of Sorcery head-on!
"Demons, listen up! Retreat immediately!"
Seeing that the situation was not right, Emperor Jun immediately joined forces with Taiyi and chose to retreat.
"Where are you going!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery showed their might together. They joined forces and chased after the two Demon Emperors.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi transformed into the Real Form of the Three-legged Golden Crow. They used the Golden Crow Rainbow Transformation Skill to fly faster than lightning.
The Supreme-Beings chased and fought, and the journey was extremely tragic. The Kun Peng Patriarch was fully focused on studying them.
"Ding, congratulations host, you have checked the battle between the Sorcerer and Demon tribes and have gained a lot. You have successfully comprehended 10% of the spatial law!”
The Sorcerer and Demon Clans stopped fighting, but the Kun Peng Patriarch had a new understanding at the last moment.
The Kun Peng watched as the Sorcerer and Demon tribes chased each other, but it did not leave the battlefield.
He flew straight into the battlefield. As the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes had already left, there were only corpses and broken limbs left on the ground.
The Kun Peng Patriarch did not stand on ceremony. He activated the Seven-colored Gourd and collected all of them.
Even the river of tainted blood was sucked into the treasured gourd by the Kun Peng Patriarch.
At this moment, on another mountain, Ancestor Netherworld River was looking at Kunpeng with a gloomy expression.
"This blood essence was originally supposed to gather in my boundless Blood Sea, but now it's all taken away by the Kun Peng!”
Ancestor Minghe's face darkened. As the master of the Netherworld Blood Sea, he also had a huge need for the Blood of Essence.
But now, it had been intercepted by the Kun Peng Ancestor.
Looking at Kunpeng, who was holding a primordial supreme treasure, Ancestor Netherworld River was furious, but he knew that he was no match for him.
"Hmph, sooner or later, I'll make you pay a hundredfold!”
Ancestor Netherworld did not dare to fight against Kunpeng, so he simply turned around and fled. Out of sight, out of mind.
The Kun Peng Patriarch did not notice the other party. He happily put away everything.
The Kun Peng Patriarch was very willing to clean up the battlefield.
Blood essence was absorbed one after another, and countless corpses entered the Seven-colored Gourd. The black airflow inside also began to become clearer.
The Kun Peng Ancestor cleaned up the entire battlefield, except for the broken divine mountains and collapsed trees.
No one around could tell that he had experienced a bloody battle. The Kun Peng Ancestor had cleaned up too cleanly!
"Hmph, this Kun Peng is really bored. He actually collected corpses here!”
Primordial Heaven Supreme looked at Kun Peng with disdain. He really did not know why Kun Peng Ancestor would take the initiative to collect these corpses and blood essence.
"Second brother, let's go!"
Tai Qing called out and they were about to leave.
The war between the Liches and Demons had ended, and there was no point in staying here.
Although the demons had suffered a great defeat, the gap between them was not too great. Therefore, it was impossible for them to be directly eliminated.
"Boom!"
Just as the cultivators were about to leave, wisps of virtue descended from the nine heavens.
Taoist Cundi was shocked. He looked at the merit that had fallen from the sky, his eyes full of envy.
"This works too?"
"There will be merit points from the heavens for collecting corpses?”
Taoist Cundi and Taoist Jieyin were dumbfounded. If they had known this would happen, they would have done it in advance.
Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now. Seeing that the Kun Peng Ancestor had benefited, these Supreme Martial Artists could only leave unwillingly.
At this moment, the Kun Peng Ancestor did not leave. He stayed here and observed the changes in the Chaos Gourd.
At this moment, the mysterious air blades in the Chaos Gourd finally gathered and formed.
"This is…an axe blade?"
There was a hint of shock in the Kun Peng Ancestor's eyes. At this moment, the black gas had indeed completely formed.
It was like a small axe emitting a black luster, floating in the Seven-colored Gourd.
The blade of the axe contained boundless Divine Power. The Kun Peng Patriarch only needed to use his Essence Soul to examine it and he could feel a tearing pain in his Essence Soul.
"If this hit a cultivator, wouldn't their soul and body be destroyed?”
The Kun Peng Patriarch was extremely excited. Could such a powerful black axe be the Heaven Splitting Divine Axe?
Kun Peng couldn't help but ponder. However, didn't the blade of the Heaven-Splitting Axe turn into the Bell of Chaos?
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