Yang Sanyang looked at the sword holding not far away, crying and laughing, as if the crazy Styx River was no longer seeing the coldness of the past, and couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart.

The young man who looked dead on weekdays and had no smile at all was as cold as if he was a iceberg for thousands of years. He never expected that he would have such a face.

Yang Sanyang shook his head and couldn't help but sigh, and a trace of thought flowed in his eyes. In the world of the Great Wilderness, the strong prey on the weak, and the weak is the original sin. This young man in blood has a past that is as unknown as Taoist fate.

"So it was you kid who stole my wine!" Yang Sanyang walked out behind the peach tree and laughed and scolded Styx.

"Senior Brother, you are here!" Styx stopped crying, looked up at Yang Sanyang drunk, shook his head, then stood up staggeringly, ran towards Yang Sanyang, then knelt down directly at Yang Sanyang's feet, hugging Yang Sanyang's thighs and kept sniffing: "Senior Brother, thank you for your great kindness. Such kindness will never be rewarded in this life! You don't know how important these two swords are to me."

The Styx was crying, and it was really crying, and the tears were flowing out of tears. The more embarrassed you looked, the more embarrassed you were. You hugged Yang Sanyang's thighs tightly with your hands and put your head on: "Senior brother, in the future, I will only follow you. If you ask me to go east, I will never dare to go west. You are my biggest benefactor. If you ask me to go to fight the God Emperor and Demon Ancestor, I will never be vague."

At this time, the Styx really drank high, and his emotions were suppressed for tens of thousands of years. At this time, it suddenly burst out, and it was really shocking that the ghosts and gods were shocked.

After tens of thousands of years of depression, the hatred and murderous intent in Styx's heart can be felt by outsiders.

I still remember the boy in red who first entered the mountains, with a face like a paralyzed face. He has never seen him laugh in tens of thousands of years!

Never laughed! This was the first time Yang Sanyang saw that he was so incompetent in his face.

The Styx was crying, holding his thighs and crying loudly, as if to vent all the depression. In the arms, Yuantu and Abi's two swords were shaken. As the Styx's emotions were vented, the two swords were shaken endlessly. Taotao's murderous intent rolled out from his body, and the rich, almost real murderous intent poured into the two swords frantically.

The crazy murderous intent in his body turned into the nutrients of two swords and became the catalyst for the sword. The two treasures of the great way were gradually refined by the Styx River as they absorbed murderous intent, turning into a red light, and drilled into its Dharma image.

At this point, the two innate spiritual treasures were successfully sacrificed so skillfully, and then they successfully became the objects that they placed on Dharma images.

The innate spiritual treasure has always been troublesome to sacrifice and refine, let alone the treasure of the great way? It is not much more convenient than the innate spiritual treasure.

With the Taoist practice of the Styx, there was no way to successfully entrust the two swords without tens of thousands of years of water polishing. But at this time, the Styx accidentally raised the sword with all his murderous intent, fulfilling the two swords of Yuantu Abi, and then the two swords were refined by the endless murderous intent.

That endless murderous intent is also part of the spirit of the Styx.

Styx was crying, crying loudly! His nose and tears rubbed against Yang Sanyang, holding the other party's thigh, he refused to let go: "Senior brother, you are my benefactor! Recreational grace! With these two swords, I have hope of revenge, I must kill them all! I must kill them all!"

The murderous intent disappeared, and the young man who seemed to be stagnant turned into substance, and at this time the murderous intent was completely restrained.

Only the strange face showed a pale color that was not ordinary, and the whole person looked extremely charming.

If he hadn't been sure that Styx was a man, he would have thought he was a girl.

Styx is undoubtedly a boy because the two of them urinated together!

Yang Sanyang did not talk much about asking the Styx's deep blood sea hatred. Such questions could not be easily asked. The Styx must have an extremely terrifying enemy, and once they speak, they will inevitably feel something.

At least, with the cultivation level of the two of them at this time, they are absolutely not qualified to ask.

This is the first time he has seen him lose his composure so much, and Yang Sanyang is not able to stop him. This child has been frustrated for tens of thousands of years. How could he not see his worrying attitude of not placing treasures on Dharma?

Even every day, the Styx was secretly hurting himself, and he could see clearly.

Although he didn't say it, he was still very eager for treasures!

But Yang Sanyang didn't say much, but just secretly planned for him. Today, he achieved what he wanted, which was also a relief for Yang Sanyang.

Especially after Yuantu Abi's two swords, it seemed that after absorbing countless murderous intentions, it actually transformed again and took place some mysterious change.

Unfortunately, this change happened in the Styx, so he didn't feel it very clearly.

The Styx hugged his thighs and cried for a night. Yang Sanyang couldn't break free, and he didn't dare to break free. The Styx suffered such a change and did not have mental disorders like Daoyuan. It was a blessing to invite heaven.

Being able to vent the depression in your heart is also a blessing to heaven, and there will be no disaster in the future.

It is also because Styx saw the hope of revenge that he could vent his murderous intent.

Styx cried all night, and Yang Sanyang sat bored under the peach tree, allowing Styx to hold his thigh and cry bitterly.

It's dawn!

The next day, Styx woke up and looked around as if he was hazy, then raised his head and looked at Yang Sanyang for a second. When he looked at the thighs in his arms, a strange face turned red. Then he suddenly let go of Yang Sanyang's thighs, and a hint of embarrassment appeared in his eyes, and he said stutteringly: "Senior brother... I... I was rude last night!"

When he reaches his level of practice, even if he has been drunk, he will not forget his memories.

Yang Sanyang slowly withdrew his thighs, and used a magical power to cleanse his whole body: "Is it so good?"

Styx nodded quickly, then suddenly changed his face, subconsciously touched his arms, and then looked in all directions: "Where is my sword? Where is my Yuantu Abi sword?"

The Styx is anxious!

Really anxious!

Cold sweat penetrated from the skin in an instant!

Two swords are so important to him!

At this time, Styx stood up and kept searching through the valley, his eyes full of panic.

"Stop looking for them, aren't those two swords in your body? They have been refined by you!" Yang Sanyang sighed at the panicked River Styx.

Hearing this, Styx immediately closed his eyes, then stretched out his palm, and saw a sword emitting a strange red light appearing in his hand.

The moment the sword appeared, a cold murderous intent came. Not far away, Yang Sanyang subconsciously shivered, and his body couldn't help but tremble:

"What a murderous intent! What a bloody thing!"

The Styx held the sword, his body trembled constantly, and tears fell in his eyes: "I felt the breath of the billions of people! They were with me in this sword! They merged with this sword and became the spirituality in the sword, immortal! They would rather lose the opportunity to resurrection than help me achieve the sword, then kill the enemy, and avenge my deceased clan and the extermination of my race."

"I felt it! I really felt it!" Styx's body trembled and kept trembling.

Not only did he feel it himself, but also Yang Sanyang felt it. That tragic murderous intent revealed a bloody aura. Unlike Yang Sanyang's pure and extreme murderous intent, Yuantu Abi revealed bloody and tragic in it. It was an alternative death aura, which could only be regarded as a murderous intent.

"You have been there all the time! You have been with me all the time!" Styx held the sword, his knuckles turned white, and his body trembled.

Yang Sanyang remained silent. If one day the barbarians were destroyed by the race, he might be like the Styx River, and he would never stop until he died?

He didn't go back because he was infected with cause and effect. The barbarians were too fragile and he was not qualified to protect the barbarians.

"Senior brother, thank you!" Styx fell to the ground again and kowtowed to Yang Sanyang.

"Don't do this, you and I are in the same family. You and Wa, Fuxi are equivalent to my brothers. You and I say so much between you and my brothers, and you are just seeing each other!" Yang Sanyang helped Styx up.

The beautiful and weird boy in front of him couldn't help but feel awkward, especially the pear blossoms looked a little weird.

"Senior brother treats me so much!" Styx sighed: "I am the hope of survival for billions of races. Billions of races sacrifice themselves, using their mark to deceive the secrets of heaven for me and avoid the great enemy of life and death. Now that billions of marks have entered the sword, it can be regarded as a place for all the elders and young people of my clan. If I can reverse the long river of time in the future, I may not have a day to resurrect it. I carry the hope of a race and pass on it."

Styx held the sword: "To me, these two swords are simply objects that I could never imagine in the past to rely on the Dharma image..."

"Okay, don't say more!" Yang Sanyang interrupted Styx and patted the other person on the shoulder: "I understand everything!"

It was just three words, but it made Styx feel trembling in his heart and he nodded vigorously.

At this time, the murderous intent around the Styx dissipated, but it seemed a little cold. It was born, or innate temperament, but the expression that no one could be faked.

Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back and looked up at the distance: "Remember, don't drink my wine secretly in the future. If you want to drink, then go and brew it yourself! If I catch you next time, I will not spare you."

Yang Sanyang turned into a golden rainbow and fled, leaving Styx to grab his head, looked at the wine jar on the ground, then followed and walked towards the mountain.

In front of the mountain

As the River Styx came out, Fuxi and Bai Ze were still playing chess. At this time, the two were equally matched. With Fuxi's innate Bagua achievements, Bai Ze gradually lost the advantage in front of Fuxi.
Chapter completed!