Chapter 847: There are still magical tools?

His ancestor Kunpeng is the great emperor of the Witch Clan and the saint of the Heavenly Dao. Now he is strangled by Qin Fan, a white-clothed five-level celestial immortal.

These three swords were strangled in the air by the three magical artifacts of Pangu Banner, Donghuang Bell, and a golden lotus.

The strangulation force was almost like destroying the world, and the entire sky burst out with a divine light.

This scene caused the face of Master Kunpeng to change drastically. He was the saint of the Heavenly Dao who appeared in the world of the Gods before Hongmeng was divided. If even a young man in white could not crush him, he would definitely be ridiculed.

Now, above the Heavenly Court, the Emperor Donghuang Taiyi of the Demon Clan was laughing at his witch clan emperor with a sneer.

"Kunpeng, this white-clothed Qin Fan is a fifth level of a celestial immortal. Your soul is also a saint of the heavenly way. Can't even crush him? Now, look at it, these three swords cannot crush this white-clothed boy at all. Instead, your three swords were almost crushed by three magical tools, and they were really dangerous."

At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi laughed to the sky. As soon as he finished speaking, he scanned the face of Master Kunpeng, making the witch emperor's face red.

He, the ancestor Kunpeng, really wanted to find a crack in the ground and drill into it.

"Hmph, Donghuang, that Donghuang bell is your Chaos Artifact. Did you give this boy in white to oppose me?"

Seeing Pangu Banner and a golden lotus, it almost seemed like crazy, strangled him with two sword moves, and the first sword move that made him dangerous was the Donghuang Bell.

This Donghuang Bell was a chaotic artifact of Donghuang Taiyi thousands of years ago. Now, it is held in Qin Fan in his hand, and the ancestor Kunpeng shouted loudly.

"Don't let your grandma's stinking fart. This chaos artifact Donghuang Zhong was clearly stolen by this thief boy. How could I help him? Humph, Kunpeng, if you can't beat him, you want to squeeze the deity in words? Want to join forces with you?"

How could he not know what Master Kunpeng was thinking? He shouted violently, and then he suppressed the anger.

He was the lord of the heavenly court and the emperor of the demon clan, and he was disdainful to fight with a saint of heaven, so he smiled coldly as soon as he finished speaking.

There was a lot of contempt in his eyes.

"Hmph, Dong Emperor, do you think I can't kill him? I'm just playing with him. This boy in white killed your nine princes. Could it be that you are so cold-blooded and don't want to take revenge? As long as we kill this son, we will conspire with him to the Western Heavenly Sect to kill Zixiao Palace and kill Hongjun's ancestor. Wouldn't that be great?"

At this time, Master Kunpeng said coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Dong Huang Taiyi. This time, he suddenly saw from the light curtain that his soul and the three swords that were shot out were still strangling with Qin Fan's three magical weapons.

"Kunpeng, I have already ordered that when I see this son, I will kill him. Don't you think that there is only me in this heaven? Besides, that boy in white is just a fifth level of a celestial immortal. How can I let the god take action?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Donghuang Taiyi slowly said that killing a fifth level of the celestial immortal could not make him take action. Therefore, now he did not take Qin Fan in his eyes. He knew that his demons could crush Qin Fan.

At this time, Donghuang Taiyi glanced at the ancestor Kunpeng, and the two heavenly emperors of the Lich clans were confronting each other in this heavenly court.

"Okay, you're right. This boy in white is a fifth level of a celestial immortal. How can you, the emperor of the demon clan, take action? Donghuang, if the deity kills this son and seizes these three magical weapons, you don't want to take them away from the deity again."

He was so angry that he was so angry that he looked over coldly, and saw Donghuang Taiyi smiled slightly. He nodded and said, "It's okay, how can a Chaos Artifact be taken seriously by the Lord? Kunpeng, this time, if you kill this son, you, I, the Lich tribes, will not fight from now on."

He sat on the throne again and slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he stretched out his hand and the stream of light disappeared.

At this moment, after the ancestor Kunpeng disappeared, a black shadow stood near Donghuang Taiyi.

"Go to Lingjiu Mountain's Great Leiyin Temple and inform the Taoist of Gui Yin that after the matter is completed, I will share the world of the Gods with him."

As soon as he said that, Donghuang Taiyi opened his divine eyes and glanced at the black shadow of His Highness.

"Yes, I'll go now."

The black shadow disappeared instantly as soon as he finished speaking, and he turned into a stream of light and must not be seen.

At this time, Donghuang Taiyi smiled coldly, and he sneered in his heart: "Kunpeng, you should know that how can your witch clan be compared with the original demon clan? The day when the ancestor Hongjun of Zixiao Palace was killed is also the day for the ancestor Kunpeng of your witch clan."

Thinking of this, Donghuang Taiyi looked around and saw that there was no one in the hall. He also turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the sky, the soul of the ancestor Kunpeng, as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands to the sky and released a witch light. This witch light was like tentacles, attacking Qin Fan like lightning from the ancestor Kunpeng.

In an instant, Qin Fan, who was wearing white clothes, sneered and stood in the bell cover of the Donghuang Bell.

At this moment, his three magical artifacts and the three swords of the ancestor Kunpeng were strangled wildly, making the void dark and sunny.

"Qin Fan in White, how capable can you be, a fifth level of the celestial immortal? Today I will not only tear you into pieces, but also take these three magical artifacts for yourself."

The ancestor Kunpeng shouted loudly, like a thunderclap on the ground, shaking the sky and even cracking, dozens of cracks burst into a rush.

In an instant, these witch light tentacles followed the rage of the ancestor Kunpeng and rushed over in an instant.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Once these tentacles hit the bell cover of the Donghuang Bell, they will release a thousand pounds of force like a pillar of heaven, and smash the bell cover into a crack.

Seeing this scene, Qin Fan smiled coldly, his body bounced, and just as the bell cover was broken, it fell dozens of miles away.

He said coldly: "Master Kunpeng, do you think I only have three magical artifacts? To be honest, I still have one magical artifact."

As soon as he said that, the ancestor Kunpeng thought to himself: "Is this boy in white in his mind water coming into his mind? He won't even hide a magic weapon. Well, since there is still a magic weapon, then I will."

Thinking of this, he sneered and said, "Oh, there is another magical artifact? Then take it out and show it to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he laughed to the sky.
Chapter completed!