The pagoda stands on the ground, and the tower is deeply trapped three meters deep underground...≦...≦

Clouds floated, and the bitter spring waved slightly, and the white pagoda flew up, revealing the wind of lying on its back and forks in the big pit.

This pagoda seems light and exquisite, but it is actually extremely heavy. When it hits the head, Feng Xing's bones are broken, and even the meridians are broken, and several witch caves are almost broken. Lying in a large pit full of rain and cement slurry, Feng Xing smiled bitterly and vomited blood.

"I didn't run away!" Feng Xing laughed dryly: "Or, did you run a little slower?"

Kuquan stood up, stood on the chariot and looked down at Fengxing, and said proudly: "If you run ten thousand miles first, you can't escape from my Kuquan's palm. You and other great witches only know how brave and cruel, and only have brute force. How can you understand that the magic power of my teaching is boundless and powerful?"

Puli came over with a breeze, and a cloud of water floated behind her. Manman, Shaosi, Taisi and Yumu lined up and lay on the water clouds. Across a long distance, Puli closed his hands to Kuquan and bowed respectfully, saying respectfully: "Master, how can a slutty person understand Master's supernatural powers?"

Kuquan smiled reservedly and waved his hand with a swagger: "Forget it, Pu Xi, you have some credit today. After you go back, you will be rewarded by your master. Well, these people, who are the ones who cursed Elder Yunpeng and his nephews?"

Deep in my eyes, a hint of greed flashed, and Kuquan laughed in a low voice: "Originally, they must die. But God has the virtue of being a virtuous person. I teach you his own convenient methods, and open the door to recruit three thousand guests from all sides of the world."

Puxiang smiled and said, "This is their fortune. Being able to join the master's sect is their blessing. After entering my sect, they are all outsiders, and they naturally don't have to worry about all the causes."

Emperor Xu coughed dryly from the side: "I'm afraid they are arrogant and tyrannical, I'm afraid they don't want to."

Kuquan smiled indifferently, glanced at Emperor Xu gently, and said proudly: "I have great supernatural powers. Since they have already entered my hands, they cannot help but accept me as their teacher. Just wait for them to spend thousands of years of reincarnation in the dream, see through the sorrows of the world, and have great enlightenment. They will cry and shout and beg me to accept them as their disciples."

Thinking of the proud part, Kuquan laughed loudly: "Don't worry, Emperor's son, when I take them in, they will naturally go to the Witch Palace to explain the truth. That mineral vein is naturally the credit of the Emperor's son's clan. It has nothing to do with them."

Emperor Xu laughed with a reserved smile: "It is best if things can be solved like this."

Squinted, Emperor Xu glanced at the barbaric and strong man of the tens of thousands of wandering tribes standing in the distance, and said in a low voice: "I don't care about it. With this mineral vein, I have enough wealth to clean up these idiots."

Kuquan also narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at the dirty strong men: "That's right, the number of people is too small. There are only tens of thousands of people. How many of the great witches can have? What can they do?"

Emperor Xu heard Kuquan's words and laughed: "This, Mr. Kuquan, you've made a mistake. These idiots are just a favour among the wandering tribes I have subdued."

Kuquan was stunned, then looked at Emperor Xu and laughed loudly: "Son Emperor, you have a lot of wisdom, but you can get the true teachings of me."

Emperor Xu took a deep breath, holding his breath in his chest but not exhaling it. Instead, he looked at Kuquan solemnly and said slowly: "If you can really live to death, everything is easy to say."

Kuquan looked at Emperor Xu and laughed proudly: "As long as everything is easy to say, immortality is just an ordinary little thing."

The two looked at each other for a long time and laughed loudly at the same time. Gradually, they laughed so hard that they leaned back and forth, their faces were red and their ears were red, and their tears were soaked.

What Emperor Xu asked for was only immortality, only immortality. Like Ying Yunpeng, he only wanted to enjoy his power and wealth forever. What Kuquan wanted was only what brought behind their power, not their power itself.

The demands of both sides were just in line and were intimate, so Emperor Xu and Kuquan became more and more pleasing to each other. They were quite sympathetic, and the smell of dry fire gradually grew.

"Let me do it and subdue them one by one." Ku Quan smiled for a while, looked carefully at Manman and others in a coma, and reached out to grab Shaosi: "This woman is very good and wonderful. When you come into my door, you should use it with great value."

The five fingers emitted a white light, and a faint white lotus seal appeared in the palm of his palm. Kuquan pressed down on Shao Si's eyebrows with a palm.

A stone fell from a high altitude and hit Kuquan straight at his right hand. Kuquan snorted coldly, a white light flashed on his finger, and bounced towards the stone with one finger. At the same time, he raised his head and sneered and said, "Who is the monster, dare..."

With a crisp sound, the stone hit Kuquan's fingers so hard that Kuquan screamed in pain, and his palm, holding blood, retreated back quickly. The eighteen white beads hanging on his wrist flew up and turned into a white pagoda and hanged above his head, emitting a slight white light to protect his whole body.

Pu Wei didn't know what was going on, and shouted at the top of his voice: "How dare you offend Master? You can't get out quickly and die!"

A breeze flashed, and the tall and beautiful turtle spirit emerged from Pu Li's body out of thin air, and slapped it on Pu Li's face. Pu Li's petite body swirled up, rolled her eyes and flew dozens of feet away, and fell to the ground and fainted.

Turtle spirit hit Pu Li with one palm and pulled off the leather bag that belonged to Manman hanging around her waist.

Turning around, the turtle spirit pulled out the whisk from his sleeve and gently waved it, looking at Kuquan coldly and shouted: "Report the origin of the master. Use these charming little means to force the disciples. Do you still know the contract that was established at the top of the Heavenly Pillar?"

Kuquan was stunned, looked up and down at the Turtle Spirit, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Fellow Taoist is too much of a care. The contract at the top of the Heavenly Pillar back then is different from that of the past. The world has changed, and the techniques naturally have to change accordingly. This is the change of the Heavenly Dao. Could it be that the fellow Taoist doesn't understand?"

"The way of heaven changes?" Gui Ling frowned, raised her thick eyebrows, and said straightforwardly: "I am not as good as you to play with the verbal 'Tao', so I won't quarrel with you. These little guys are from this sect. If you attack them, you are provoking this sect. Get out, or stay here forever."

Kuquan laughed in anger, and he stared at Gui Ling and shouted: "Fellow Taoists are too domineering. When did they become your people again?"

The black jade Ruyi in the Turtle Spirit's left hand hit like lightning, shattering the pagoda above Kuquan's head with one blow, and hit Kuquan's head hard.

Kuquan was beaten to the point of blood and rolled over a dozen times on the ground. Without saying a word, he jumped up with a bloody wound on his face. He didn't even care about his disciples, and quickly rushed into the sky with a white light.
Chapter completed!