RNP Chapter 379
Chapter 379
"Your current live broadcast canvassing methods are plagiarized from our demon clan."
"What qualifications do you have to shout at me here?!"
Zhu Jiuyin slammed the table, roaring with a red face and thick neck.
"Bullshit, this is obviously my eldest brother's idea."
"You only need to have the demon clan, but I am not allowed to have the witch clan, right?"
"Damn it, you came to fight me!"
He was directly annoyed.
Plagiarism is plagiarism, but you really can't admit it.
If you admit it, who can support him.
The fans in the live broadcast rooms of both sides also got angry.
Calling for a fight, a fight.
After this was said, Kunpeng was also set up.
Can you refuse?
Definitely not.
If you refuse, people will make a fuss about this matter.
You don't even dare to fight, how can you become a saint?
Just because you are good at talking and can draw big cakes?
Kunpeng glanced at Di Jun very obscurely.
After receiving the affirmative response from His Majesty.
He also slammed the table and stood up, roaring in response.
"Let's fight, whoever loses will withdraw from the Saint Position Competition."
In an instant, the witches and liches all set out to prepare, choosing a place close to the Chaos to compete.
Hongjun, who was meditating in the Zixiao Palace of the Chaos Dojo, was dumbfounded.
Wasn't the witch and lich calamity over for a long time?
Why did the witch and lich war start again?
Are you two tribes done playing or what?
Hongjun stretched out his hand to calculate, and his face quickly darkened.
Okay, it was caused by Xuandan, the troublesome kid again.
At the beginning, the distribution of the Saint Position was handed over to him.
It was indeed a bit too trusting of him.
But things have come to this point, so forget it.
Anyway, Xuandan will take care of it, and it's all right to be a master and enjoy the good life.
As the news that Kunpeng and Zhu Jiuyin were preparing for a war spread throughout the prehistoric world.
In an instant, countless fans waiting to watch the show flooded into the live broadcast rooms of both sides.
Ever since the popularization of the spirit mirror in the prehistoric world.
Everyone is definitely the first to watch the show.
The border between the prehistoric world and the chaos.
Kunpeng stood proudly, with Di Jun and a group of high-ranking demons behind him.
Zhu Jiuyin also held his head high and confronted him.
Behind him were Di Jiang and other high-ranking witches.
Kunpeng waved his hand and snorted coldly.
"You... come here!"
Zhu Jiuyin did not say a word and started to fight directly.
"Fight me if you want to, do you really think I'm afraid of you!"
The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder was rolling!
Kunpeng revealed his true form, with wings on his back.
The huge body of tens of millions of feet covered most of the sky.
The whole body burst out with a strong demonic aura, rushing straight into the sky.
Zhu Jiuyin's eyes appeared, and time seemed to be controlled by him.
The dark world seemed to unfold as if his understanding had unfolded, enveloping Kunpeng.
Both sides were old rivals, both were the strongest at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm.
When they attacked, they would definitely use the strongest means to decide the winner.
Kunpeng flapped his wings and flew high, his figure turned into a stream of light, chasing from the sky.
His wings cut a hole in the space.
Zhu Jiuyin remained calm, and ripples emerged from the law of time.
It surged in all directions and rolled around.
Kunpeng's speed, which was originally invisible to the naked eye, suddenly slowed down.
Zhu Jiuyin grinned and said coldly.
"Heh, with this little ability, you dare to compete with me."
"How come you have regressed from the past!"
He stepped forward and swung his fist, carrying a violent murderous aura, wanting to end the battle with one blow.
Unexpectedly, the trapped Kunpeng suddenly flashed.
In an instant, it bombarded Zhu Jiuyin's body.
Fortunately, Zhu Jiuyin reacted in time and used the flow of time.
His injuries disappeared quickly, and he looked at Kunpeng with a gloomy look.
"You are playing dirty, you still haven't changed, you old bastard!"
Kunpeng said softly with a faint smile.
"All is fair in war, it's normal."
Zhu Jiuyin suddenly stirred up countless law runes.
In an instant, Kunpeng was wrapped in it.
A strong force of time turned into a cage to trap Kunpeng.
Kunpeng felt that his movements became extremely slow.
With a solemn look, he flapped his wings with all his strength.
The two sides suddenly started the game of laws.
The collision of the law of time and the law of speed.
Cracks continued to appear in the time runes around.
Whether it was Kunpeng or Zhu Jiuyin, the consumption was huge.
Boom! ! !
Zhu Jiuyin vomited blood, and Kunpeng's huge body flew backwards.
A black shadow like a mountain fell from the sky.
The surrounding mountains were instantly shattered.
He quickly stood up in the dust and returned to the Ninth Heaven.
It was obvious that the two quasi-saints had similar injuries.
Kunpeng stared at Zhu Jiuyin with a smiling look and asked.
"Come again?"
In response, Zhu Jiuyin roared.
"Come!!!"
Both sides wanted to fight againThe battle was a feast for the audience in the live broadcast room.
"Oh my god, the peak battle between quasi-saints is so cool."
"Too awesome, the laws collide at every turn, and the perception is extremely deep."
"I hope the two of them can fight until the end of the competition for the sainthood."
At the same time, Queen Mother of the West and Minghe, who were secretly peeking at the screen, noticed it.
Kunpeng and Zhu Jiuyin's current popularity has even surpassed Hongyun.
The two of them are constantly chasing the first place.
It seems that their fingertips have touched the sainthood.
The anxious Queen Mother of the West glanced at Minghe's live broadcast and suddenly her eyes lit up.
She quickly connected with Minghe and roared.
"You plagiarized my idea, do you dare to fight me?!"
Minghe was a little confused at first.
Then he saw that Kunpeng and Zhu Jiuyin were already burning with heat.
He immediately understood and responded with a sneer.
"How dare you! I act in an open and aboveboard manner. How could I plagiarize?"
"Ridiculous! If you are that person, let's go to the edge of the prehistoric world and fight!"
The Queen Mother of the West responded loudly and went to the appointment.
The news of the battle between the two sides spread quickly.
"Hey, hey, it's so lively. The Queen Mother of the West and the Styx are going to fight again."
"What? The four quasi-saints are fighting. Is it so powerful?"
"Which one are you going to see? I'll go see the Styx first. I practice swordsmanship and I must have some insights."
In an instant, the audience in Kunpeng and Zhu Jiuyin's live broadcast room began to leave.
Di Jun and Di Jiang were dumbfounded when they heard the news.
The two majesties roared in unison.
"They are plagiarizing my ideas!"
Everyone was watching the excitement, only Xuan Dan had a headache.
It's a pity that they are doing this.
The fight for the sainthood should benefit all living beings in the prehistoric world.
How can this be a gimmick to attract votes?
Banning is a bit too much.
After all, the plot is not that serious.
Xuan Dan held his chin and stared at the screen in the live broadcast room, lost in thought.
At the same time, on the edge of the prehistoric world, Zhu Jiuyin and Kunpeng started fighting again.
Minghe and Queen Mother of the West confronted each other.
Queen Mother of the West sacrificed the Western Cloud Realm Plain Flag, the top-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Minghe stepped on the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus and held Yuan Tu Abi in his hand.
The sword intent containing endless murderous intent rushed straight into the sky.
His eyes were even colder and indifferent.
Whether it was him and Queen Mother of the West, or Zhu Jiuyin and Kunpeng.
The battle was a half-scripted and half-real fight. Winning would naturally be better.
Xuan Dan, who was thinking hard, suddenly had a bright idea in front of his eyes.
Hey!
Yes!