In the sky of the Wilderness, a terrifying bird that stretched for tens of millions of miles was flying anxiously in the sky.
At the same time, a high-pitched voice came from the big bird's mouth.
"Fellow Daoist Minghe! Deputy Sect Leader Dipamkara! Save me!"
This bird was the Demon Master Kun Peng, who turned around and fled the moment he saw the six Ancestors of Sorcery.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had cast too many shadows in his heart during the great war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribe thousands of years ago.
Therefore, even though it was the Demon Emperor Dijun's order to kill Hongyun, it was still not enough.
However, after seeing the six Ancestors of Sorcery, the Kun Peng's soul was almost scared out of its wits. How could it dare to continue chasing?!
At this moment, he was fleeing in the direction he had come from in a panic. He wanted to use Ancestor Netherworld River and Dipamkara to keep himself alive.
Dipamkara, who had thought that this mission would end so easily, was waiting contentedly in the clouds.
At this moment, when he suddenly heard the Kun Peng's cry for help, the satisfaction on his face instantly disappeared.
Dipamkara and Minghe looked at Kunpeng at the same time, only to see Kunpeng flying toward them with a frightened face.
Just as he was puzzled, why did the Kun Peng come back crying when it was chasing Hongyun?
He didn't see any terrifying existence chasing after Kun Peng.
Just as Dipamkara and Minghe were wondering…
However, they suddenly sensed that the space within a radius of a million miles had been sealed by someone at this moment!
Then, six figures suddenly appeared behind Kun Peng.
"Silly bird! Last time, you ran away from Dijun Taiyi. Now that we're here, you still want to run?!”
Zhurong's extremely violent voice sounded above the Kun Peng's head.
Dipamkara did not panic at all when he saw that there were only six Ancestors of Sorcery.
Although there was a mysterious and terrifying supreme formation in the Sorcerer Tribe, he had already studied it.
The array required the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery to cast it together to form the terrifying shadow of Pangu.
Now, there were only six of them.
However, there was a huge gap between Quasi-Sages.
As the vice sect master of Chan School, how terrifying was his cultivation and divine power? In addition, he had countless powerful spirit treasures in his hands.
Wouldn't it be easy for him to beat up the six Ancestors of Sorcerer?
"Humph! Trash who can't do anything but spoil things!”
"A mere six Ancestors of Sorcery can scare you to this extent?!”
Dipamkara glanced disdainfully at Kun Peng, who had already rushed in front of him.
These wet beasts only had this much courage. It seemed that he had to personally take action.
He looked at the six Ancestors of Sorcery with a vicious gaze and sneered.
"Since the six of you have delivered yourselves to our doorstep, you shall die here with Hongyun today!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Dipamkara's killing intent rose from his body!
As long as he could kill these six Ancestors of Sorcery and bring their heads back to the Sage, he would definitely obtain unparalleled benefits!
Even Hongyun's wisp of Hong Meng Immortal Qi might be given to him by the Sage!
His future was bright!
Dipamkara took out the Vulture Lamp and was about to kill all six Ancestors of Sorcery.
However, he noticed that the six Ancestors of Sorcery were staring at the Spiritual Vulture Glazed Lamp in his hand with sharp eyes.
It seemed like…they were eyeing the Numinous Treasure in his hand?!
At this moment, Houtu's strange voice was heard.
"Brothers! That old man was holding the Vulture Lamp!”
"Isn't it the Spiritual Treasure that was stolen from our Sorcerer Tribe's treasury a few days ago?!”
"Someone who can hang out with the Kun Peng must not be a good bird. I think this old man must have stolen it!”
Dipamkara almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard this.
His Spiritual Vulture Glazed Lamp had always been in the hands of Heavenly Lord Yuanshi. When had it become a treasure left behind by the Sorcerer Tribe?!
This Wizard Tribe's Ancestor of Sorcery was really rebellious!!!
Today, if he did not kill these six evil beings of the Sorcerer Tribe who had rebelled against Tiangang, he would write the words 'Dipamkara' upside down!
"Hey! That old man over there is talking about you!"
"Did you hear that? My little sister said that you stole our Sorcerer Tribe's spiritual treasure. Hand it over quickly and I'll spare your dog life!”
Zhurong said to Dipamkara in a clear voice. He immediately understood what his little sister meant.
This Dipamkara was really a fat sheep that had come knocking on his door!
He did not believe that Dipamkara would not make the first move after fanning the flames!
Once he made the first move, it was no wonder that the six of them would retaliate in self-defense!
As expected, Dipamkara, who had been burning with anger after Houtu finished speaking, suddenly had his killing intent reach its peak.
His cold voice sounded.
"The two of you, come with me and destroy these six vile creatures!”
"When I return to Chan School, I will definitely say a few good words for you in front of the Saints!”
Hearing this, Ancestor Netherworld River became interested. He waved his hands and the Yuantu and Abi Dual Blades appeared in his hands!
With Dipamkara putting in a good word in front of the Sage, wouldn't the opportunity for Minghe's rise come?!
He had to put in more effort in this battle!
Minghe thought happily.
Kun Peng gritted his teeth. There were only six Ancestors of Sorcery in front of him, and the three of them had joined forces!
He would definitely be able to kill him!
Therefore, there was no trace of fear in his eyes. Instead, it was replaced by killing intent!
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