There are no big monsters in the Kun clan. Why did they live in the North Sea for many years without a saint or sword immortal going deep into the sea to kill him?

The saint cherishes his life, but relatively speaking, he does not dare to attack the sword immortal. Could it be that he dare not attack a Kun who is not a big demon?

Since things exist, there must be a reason.

Qingtianjun knew very well that even at his level, it would be difficult to kill a Kun in the North Sea. The Kun clan has the strongest combat power in the sea. It can fight the saints by reaching the peak of the Tower Realm. In the depths of the North Sea, it is extremely difficult for a saint to exert its combat power. If not, I think there would be no 6,000-year-old comfortable situation.

But the more he thought about this, he became more and more depressed. If it weren't for the fact that there were only a few Kuns in the world, each of which was the treasure of the Kuns clan, he would have really thought of making one or two out of the North Sea to taste the taste.

But since I think I am that friend, if I do such a thing, I am afraid that even my friends will not have to do it.

Walking in the giant city and looking at the stone buildings on both sides of the street, Qingtianjun looked strange and there were not too many Kun clans, so there were no many Kuns in this city, but there were not many. Why do you build so many stone buildings?

Thinking of these things, Qingtianjun continued to walk forward. Among the giant city, there was a tall building, but not a stone building, but a wooden building.

It is not easy to build wooden buildings under the sea, especially since there is not much wood in the world that can withstand the soaking of sea water for thousands of years.

When Qingtianjun saw that man, the man also looked at him.

He stood on the wooden building, wearing a sky blue robe, with a plain expression and a certain temperament.

Qingtianjun stood there and came to him in an instant.

A great monster with extremely high ranking in demon land, and a demon cultivator who can fight at the bottom of the sea to climb the top realm of the saints.

Qingtianjun looked at this guy and thought about whether he was a child's name. But then he thought that hundreds of years had passed, and it would seem a bit strange if he still used the name he was back then.

But the man spoke first, his voice gentle, "You and I have grown up, so it's inappropriate to call him childhood."

Qingtianjun thought to himself, what did I call you? Could it be that I will just call you Kun?

The man seemed to know what Qingtianjun knew about what he was thinking, and said softly: "I named Beiming."

Qingtianjun nodded, thinking that this name is pretty good.

Then he asked straight to the point: "When is the day you will become a Peng?"

This important thing should not be asked, but Qingtianjun, who had already made up his mind to take action, insisted on knowing that he had to prepare early. He knew that someone had come from the demon soil, but he didn't know which giant it was. Although there would be no problem for him, knowing who the other party was means that he could judge whether he could repel the man as soon as possible and then come back to deal with other problems.

Bei Ming shook his head and said, "The breath in my body is a bit strange. I don't know why that aura is running around in my body. I don't know the day of the Peng. It may be today, or it may be several years."

Qingtianjun looked at him in surprise, thinking to himself that it was not the first time that your race has become Peng, so why didn’t you leave a single word of experience?

Bei Ming knew what his friend wanted to say. He shook his head and said, "It has been 6,500 years since the previous Kun Huapeng. It has been 6,000 years since the Kun Clan came to Beihai from the demon soil. The vicissitudes of these six thousand years have caused the Kun Clan to lose a lot of things. Those things that record the scenes when the seniors transformed into Peng are no longer there."

Qingtianjun nodded and said, "Wouldn't I be here to stay with you for several years?"

Bei Ming looked at him with a smile and said, "You are not a big deal in the demon land, so why can't you stay in Beihai for several years?"

Qingtianjun thought about whether I would prepare a dowry for my daughter in front of that hut, and I would like to tell you whether I could do it?

That spiritual vein is very difficult to find. If you hadn't asked me to protect me, why would he leave the hut and come to the Beihai, which is unknown how deep it is in you?

Bei Ming recalled something and asked, "You and I had an agreement back then that if you and I had children, both men would become brothers, and both women would become sisters. As for one man and one woman would be husband and wife, it's a pity that my eldest son died young, and even though the young girl was there, she would not be husband and wife with your daughter."

What a noble bloodline Kunpeng has almost never married another clan, which means that the Kun clan is in trouble, that is, the Qingtianjun is a great monster, otherwise it would be possible.

As a great demon, Qingtianjun will not have bad bloodlines in his descendants, and the Kunpeng clan was born in Spring and Autumn. If he could become a husband and wife and give birth to another child, his talent would not be worse than that of the Taoist seeds.

Qingtianjun rubbed his cheeks and laughed: "Even if your eldest son is alive, I'm afraid there is no hope of marrying my daughter."

Bei Ming felt a little strange. He looked at Qingtianjun. Although the two sides had agreed before that they would have to agree to be together, he couldn't think of any resistance. Qingtianjun's daughter wanted to get married and the most outstanding children of the demon clan. The Kun clan was born in spring and autumn and climbed the tower as an adult. How could it not be outstanding?

Qingtianjun sighed, "That girl fell in love with a little swordsman. Although I didn't stop her, I also said that I could marry that little guy after he became a sword fairy. If this little guy wants to become a sword fairy, I'm afraid he will leave for several hundred years."

Qingtianjun has always had a strange reputation in the demon land. This big monster with the original green snake was originally a shocking thing from the beginning of his practice to the end of becoming a big monster, let alone the combat power of the big monster, which was even more strange.

He had dates with Chao Qingqiu, and it was no secret that he was in the demonic land.

But no one thought that he even wanted to marry a swordsman even his daughter.

Bei Ming felt a little strange, but he was not too shocked. Qingtianjun's ideas were always wild. As long as he looked at the person he looked at, he could sit down and drink a few drinks, whether it was the saint of Yunduan or the peddler.

Qingtianjun doesn't care about things like identity.

Since he can compare with Qingtianjun, that swordsman is probably not an ordinary person.

This time it was Qingtianjun's turn to guess Bei Ming's thoughts. He shook his head and said, "I have never seen that little guy. I just like it. I, a father, cannot stop me. Besides, my daughter has always had a good eye, so she can't make mistakes if she sees it right."

The demons and earthly people know that Qingtianjun is doting his daughter, so there is no need for Bei Ming to think deeply about this matter.

Bei Ming smiled and shook his head, "I really can't imagine the situation where a sword immortal will marry my demon cultivator in the future, especially that person will be your Qingtianjun's daughter."
Chapter completed!