The three beast brothers in the forest looked at each other, then lowered their heads and remained silent.

The face of the Holy South Realm King changed, and a sneer ejaculated in his breath, "Haha, you're really a beautiful word!"

Before he finished speaking, his finger pointed it out.

The fingertips were aimed at the wolf beast.

A white flash of blood gushed in the chest of the wolf beast.

The wolf beast fell to the ground immediately and died on the spot.

When the deer beast and the elephant beast saw this scene, they were so scared that they were scattered. They hurriedly fell to the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Shengnanjie King, don't... don't kill us! We are just afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

The King of the Holy South Realm sat upright like an emperor, and his fat face was covered with sharp expressions.

"Afraid……"

The bodies of the Elephant Beast and the Deer Beast were shaking like sieve, and they were so timid that they could not speak.

"Do as I said, otherwise you two will be like him!"

The King of the Holy South Realm said sternly.

Both the Elephant Beast and the Deer Beast were very clear in their hearts that with their meager cultivation, they would not be the opponent of the Holy South Realm King even if they joined forces.

The two of them twitched their heads as if they were pounding garlic, and they responded repeatedly.

Qinglong Mountain, inside the ruined temple.

Xiao Yang slowly opened his eyes, but felt a split headache.

He looked around and saw that he was in the ruined temple, and Changsheng stood beside him with his hands behind his back, frowning and his face filled with suspicion.

Changsheng saw Xiao Yang wake up and asked in a deep voice: "What happened in the art of restraint just now?"

Xiao Yang shook his head.

He didn't understand how it came out of the illusion, but he only remembered the woman in red dress...

When he thought of this, his whole body felt like an electric current had passed.

The memories that were soaked in the biting cold water that were infused into his mind reminded him of the woman who was his mother.

It was not his body's mother, but his body's mother a thousand years ago!

But she should have died in the catastrophe a thousand years ago, so why did she appear in the illusion of the art of restraint?

Xiao Yang was puzzled, and he guessed that it was very likely that the woman in the red dress helped him in the fantasy, causing him to escape from the restriction technique without any damage.

Changsheng sighed lightly and said, "Now your spiritual sense has awakened part of it, and the prohibition technique of the Giant God Sect can do only this level!"

Xiao Yang, a thousand years ago, was the peak existence in the cultivation of the divine way. How could ordinary people compare to the spiritual consciousness?

Although the Giant God Sect’s ban technique has reached its peak, it has little effect on Xiao Yang.

At present, Xiao Yang had a vague impression of what happened a thousand years ago in his mind, but he still couldn't recall many things.

Changsheng just put his hands behind his back, frowned and said nothing.

After a long time, he and Xiao Yang returned to the Giant God Sect.

As soon as the Palace Master of Mohan Palace and He Kaizhi and others saw Xiao Yang returning, they immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Xiao Yang, have your spiritual consciousness been awakened?"

The face of the Palace Master of Mohan Palace was full of concern and asked quickly.

Xiao Yang held his head, smiled bitterly, and then waved his head.

His spiritual consciousness was only awakened, but he almost threw his life into the illusion of the forbidden technique. If the woman in red dress suddenly appeared, he would have probably become a walking corpse in the fantasy!
Chapter completed!