It is already extremely lucky that Kunpeng can escape from the Miluo world. If it weren't for the help of the strong man in the dark, then Kunpeng would have died long ago.

At this time, the Holy Saint of Houtu was not sure about everything. She had guessed some truth without asking.

Kunpeng grabbed Houtu's little hand hard, and a warm feeling was transmitted through his skin, which made Kunpeng's mind almost fainted and restored a hint of clarity.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of heavy and tender power slowly flowed into Kunpeng's body. His body, which was about to fall, once again gained some vitality. Kunpeng then leaned half of his body on the saint of Houtu and barely stood up.

From Kunpeng vomiting blood to Houtu saint taking the initiative to support him, all this was between lightning and fire. Since Kunpeng and Houtu gods stood opposite each other, no one saw it.

Many monks only saw Kunpeng and Houtu saints relied on each other intimately. All the supreme masters smiled in their hearts, and no one was approaching them anymore.

"Everyone, guard the heavenly court well. I want to see the Miluo Heavenly Lord. Do you dare to come to our prehistoric world?"

Kunpeng shouted domineeringly, and with Houtu's support, he walked step by step into the heavenly court.

The serious injury of Kunpeng Heavenly Emperor cleverly covered up the past and no one knew about it.

This time, the news of the great victory of Kunpeng Heavenly Emperor was instantly conveyed. In every corner of the prehistoric world, there were monks chanting the power of Kunpeng Heavenly Emperor.

Even in that prison, several prisoners who were guarding the retaliated prison offenders were excitedly talking about the divine power of Kunpeng Heavenly Emperor.

"It's a pity that you were not present at that time. Our Majesty hit him with one blow and directly exploded the body of Miluo Tianzun!"

A golden armored god general was dancing with eyebrows and said excitedly, as if he was the arrogant Kunpeng Heavenly Emperor.

"Commander, then Miluo Heavenly Lord is the supreme of the ninth level of Hunyuan Heaven. Is it all blown up by our Majesty?"

The soldiers on the side were not allowed to watch the battle. They were always guarding the Heavenly Prison, so they all wanted to inquire about the situation and learn about the divine power of the Heavenly Emperor.

"Haha, you don't know? This time our Majesty returned, and got a chaotic treasure from the Miluo World. That treasure is amazing! In a moment of destruction of the sky and the earth, breaking stars and breaking the moon, and breaking the sky and the moon, and making it easy!"

When the jailers heard this, they instantly felt a look of admiration in their eyes, and at the same time they had a hint of regret. At that time, they were unable to witness the style of the Emperor of Heaven and the divine power of the Chaos Treasure, which made them feel uncomfortable.

"Commander, what level of treasure is this Chaos Treasure? What exactly does it look like?"

This time, the Golden Armored General was also asked. Although he was a commanding general, he really didn't know what level the Chaos Supreme Treasure was. As for the appearance of the Supreme Treasure, it was shining with golden light at that time, and his cultivation level was simply not qualified to see clearly.

The prisoners said that Hu Tianhaidi were all full of energy, but in the cell, several prisoners who were imprisoned here were also filled with joy!

"Miluo Tianzun at the ninth level of Hunyuan was actually defeated by His Majesty Kunpeng?"

In the cell of this day, the saint Taiqing was imprisoned here. Although he was enfeoffed in his cultivation, his six senses were not affected.

After learning the news, the saint Taiqing sat upright on the cushion. In addition to being shocked, he also felt a little scared.

Compared with the Taiqing Saint, Nuwa in another cell, she was penetrated by the order chain through her shoulder armor, and the barb was pierced like a thorn in her delicate skin, causing her endless pain.

After nearly 100,000 years of imprisonment, Nuwa suffered all the torture, but her injuries could not be repaired. This made Nuwa hatred for Kunpeng Heaven Emperor to the core, but she knew that she was no match for Kunpeng at all, so she could only bury this hatred deeply in her heart.

But at this moment, when she heard the news about Kunpeng again, the other party actually defeated Miluo Heavenly Lord, the supreme of the ninth level of Hunyuan Heaven!

This news made Nuwa unable to accept it at all. Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Ninth Heaven was a state she could not even imagine.

However, now that Kunpeng Heavenly Emperor can even defeat such an opponent, what will Nuwa use to compete with Kunpeng?

What's more, the other party has the Chaos Treasure!

After receiving this news, Nuwa felt confused in her heart, and her hatred for Kunpeng was no longer so strong.

Knowing that he could not deal with Kunpeng, Nuwa had to accept this reality, and even surrendered to fate, choosing to take the initiative to forget those once unforgettable hatreds.

As for the other supreme emperors, Yuanshi Tianzun was full of jealousy. Others didn’t know what the Chaos Treasure was. How could these Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian not know?

In Yuanshi Tianzun's view, only Yuanshi Tianzun deserves such a treasure, Kunpeng is not qualified at all!

However, Donghuang Taiyi was very calm. There was no change on his face at all. He had always been quiet and peaceful.

Compared with the performance of the saints, the saints on the faces were full of bitter expressions. The five saints were imprisoned in the heavenly prison, and their cells were connected to each other.

At this time, Zhi Yin shook his head in a terrible way. He regretted it very much. He had already obtained the friendship of Emperor Kunpeng, so how did he die to this point step by step?

Unfortunately, even if the saint regrets it, everything will be over long ago!

These soldiers guarding the Heavenly Prison did not know what they said, which caused a stir in the hearts of several saints and supreme masters.

At this time, Kunpeng, accompanied by the Holy Saint, had returned to his retreat temple again.

"Houtu, thank you. If you weren't careful, I'm afraid my injury would have been exposed!"

Kunpeng smiled, but he did not let go of Houtu's little hand.

If Kunpeng's injury is exposed this time, those Miluo monks who have been paying attention to the prehistoric world will definitely inform Miluo Tianzun as soon as possible.

If you really get to that point, all the consequences will be unimaginable.

At this time, the saint of Houtu smiled, her head lowered, and a different look on her face.

This time, Emperor Kunpeng neither called him a fellow Taoist nor a saint, but directly called him Houtu's name.

In this case, only monks who are closest relatives will be called this.

For example, the saint of Houtu and the ancestor witch of Emperor Jiang are called this directly on weekdays.

Otherwise, they would have called their first name and surname if they were enemies with deep grudges.

There is obviously no hatred between Kunpeng and the saint of Houtu, so Houtu is so shy.
Chapter completed!