At this moment, looking at the ironclad evidence in front of you, to be honest, all the gods had already become scruples.

Although the cultivation of that guy Daoguo is quite good in the Great Wilderness, he is far from being ranked. However, this guy has an inexplicable relationship with the saint, and the gods were also confused and worried at this time.

The gods look at me and I look at you. The ancestor Qiankun said, "Hong is also a member of the innate gods. We should protect the interests of my innate god camp. We just come to the door to ask for the crime. I think that Hong will not be able to delay it. Although Tao Fruit has a reason with the saint, it is just a reason. He is not a real saint. If he can really invite a saint, we will naturally be willing to suffer this great loss. We will find an opportunity in the future and find the place back. If the saint does not come, we must pay our lives."

At this time, the gods gathered together, and the murderous intent was curled up. Then the gods looked at each other, and without saying a word, they directly drove the flowing light to the square holy realm of the Lingtai.

The gods are not fools. You cannot report such things to Taiyi, and you need to use thunder means, which is a foregone conclusion.

Just because Taiyi and the dogman were so good that they were almost wearing a pair of pants, how could they turn against each other for a god?

In the Heavenly Palace

All the gods retreated, but only Taiyi and Kunpeng and other ten ancient evil spirits continued to stay in Lingxiao Palace. At this time, Taiyi looked at the ten ancient evil spirits below and sighed inexplicably: "Kunpeng, do you know, what are the consequences of this incident?"

"Bang~"

Kunpeng lifted his robe and fell to the ground: "I know, I am willing to take the crime."

Seeing Kunpeng and the true god Daluo fell to the ground, what else could Taiyi say?

However, Kunpeng and the Demon Ancestor secretly colluded, but they also made him mutter, which made him feel a little more alert.

"You have completely offended Daoguo this time. This emperor is the most difficult to deal with. What should you do if you ask me?" Taiyi looked at Kunpeng with his eyes.

"Your Majesty, if you don't offend Daoguo, you're afraid that my ferocious beast tribe will die. Kunpeng can die, or even commit suicide, and apologize to Daoguo, but the lives of hundreds of millions of sentient beings in my ferocious beast tribe cannot be saved! I cannot sit idly by and watch my ferocious beast tribe turn into ashes and become cannon fodder in disasters!" Kunpeng's words were full of grief and anger: "If Your Majesty wants to resolve Daoguo's resentment, just push me out. I am willing to pay the price for my behavior and be willing to apologize for death."

Taiyi shook his head when he heard this: "It's not that serious. It's just that you and the two of you will be completely formed in the future and there will be no chance of resolving it in the future. In your and my eyes, this is a big trouble for life and death, but in Daoguo's eyes, it's just an ordinary little thing."

Taiyi comforted him, and he was helpless. Things were already like this, what could he say?

Spiritual Platform Square Cun Holy Realm

Yang Sanyang and Dao Chuan played chess boredly, and Bai Ze sat on the dragon-bearded tiger's head beside him, yawning boredly.

"The trouble caused by junior brother this time is quite a big deal." Dao Chuan suddenly stopped the chess piece in his hand, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

"Here you come!" Suddenly, Yang Sanyang raised his head and did not respond to the words of Taoism. Instead, he looked into the distance. After a while, he withdrew his gaze: "Senior brother should be very clear about how the next thing should develop."

"Of course, this is the Spirit Platform Square Cun Holy Realm, no one can play wild here! The gods can't do it either!" Dao Chuan slowly stood up: "I'll go and greet the gods."

He didn't ask Yang Sanyang if the gods came in a fierce manner, could he withstand it. Because Yang Sanyang used facts many times to tell him that nothing in this world seems to be difficult for him.

The Taoist journeyed far away, and the void behind Yang Sanyang was twisted. Amitabha walked out of his back with a smile. Then his body twisted and turned into a Shen Ni look, sitting cross-legged opposite Yang Sanyang to play chess.

"Brother Dao asked me," Shen Ni looked at Yang Sanyang.

"Respect God" Yang Sanyang smiled proudly.

He prepared a huge surprise for the gods. In other words, he prepared a huge surprise for the Demon Ancestor and Kunpeng.

Mountain top

The ancestor was sitting on the cushion and reciting. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked into the distance with his eyes. After a long time, he stroked his beard: "How strange, the gods are coming in a fierce manner, but what's the big deal?"

The sky was falling and the ground was filled with golden lotus, and the artistic conception of Daluo, the artistic conception of Taiyi, and the atmosphere of the Golden Immortal were like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, and it was rushing towards the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain below.

"Qiankun worships the mountain, please come out and see the gods!" Qiankun's ancestor walked out with his divine light and forced him towards the spiritual platform square holy realm step by step.

"Xiankong bows to the mountain, please come out and see him!" Xiankong's ancestor followed Qiankun's ancestor, and the two stood up side by side, with more than 300 gods behind him.

"This is the square holy realm of Lingtai. Who else shouts and screams again? What kind of style is it? My ancestor is in seclusion. Please go back!" The Taoist priest turned into a stream of light and flew up from the mountains, holding a black and white scroll in his hand, blocking the way of the gods.

"Where did the beasts come from, dare to be arrogant in front of the ancestor? I remember that when I became enlightened, you beast was still unknown!" Qiankun's ancestor saw the rude Taoist Chuan, frowned suddenly, and then bounced his fingers the next moment, and the void was twisted, and a finger twisted the time and space, suppressing the field: "You dare to be arrogant in front of us, and teach you a lesson first, so that you can know the superiority and inferiority."

"Bang!"

The Taoist dynasty flew out, but fortunately there was Tai Chi Diagram protecting the body, but there was no worries about life. The body fell into the mountains, but disappeared.

"Haha, fellow Taoists are so powerful now. Come to Fangcun Mountain, the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, just say hello, why bother to make things difficult for me, the ignorant child?" The ancestor sneered, slowly stepped from the top of the mountain, and his divine power was rolled up all over his body. Then he saw a jade ruler flowing with divine light floating, which actually covered the gods with all the majesty.

"Does of countless disasters have passed, and fellow Taoist cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated now!" Qiankun's ancestor took the speech, and did not respond to the ancestor's question, but instead changed the subject lightly.

"Why are you waiting for this formation to come to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai?" The ancestor held the measuring ruler in his hand and stared at the gods in front of him with a bad expression: "You are so aggressive that you will hurt my disciples of the ancestor. If you can't give me an explanation, you may not be able to give up this matter today. We must not be good today."

"Oh? Is that true?" Old Ancestor Xiankong replied sarcastically: "Haha, Hong, you have no way to believe in your disciples, can you know your guilt?"

"Oh? The believers are invincible?" The ancestor smiled coldly: "Why do you say this?"

"Shen Ni is dead!" The ancestor Xiankong stared at the ancestor with his eyes tightly: "A few days ago, the vision of his fall was issued by Shen Ni before he died."

"Is it him?" The ancestor frowned: "Impossible. Shen Ni is the true god of Daluo. I don't know who has such ability to kill Shen Ni without any sense of movement. In the vast world, no one except the saints has such strength."

"What does this have to do with you coming to the Fangcun Holy Realm of the Spirit Platform?" The ancestor frowned and asked.

The ancestor Qiankun stared at the ancestor with his eyes: "Hong, don't pretend to be confused when you understand it. Are you really ignorant or false? The murderer is your spiritual platform Fangcunshan Taoist Fruit."

"Impossible, my disciple is just at the Golden Immortal Fruit Position. Where can I kill the true god of Daluo?" The ancestor flatly rejected.

"Haha, the traces of the fight in the Holy Realm of West Kunlun are not wrong." Qiankun Patriarch smiled coldly: "Just hand over the Taoist fruit, we can know the authenticity. Since you think it is not done by the Taoist fruit, please come out there."

When the ancestor heard this, he frowned and looked at the boy beside him: "Where is the fruit of Tao?"

"Report to the ancestor, are you practicing in Cuilan Mountain? Do you want to invite the fruit?" Tong'er's eyes turned and he glanced at the ancestor.

"No need, just lead the way, let's go see him in person. A beast will not be clever and tell the fruit to run away. We don't have time to go to the Great Wilderness to find him!" Qiankun Patriarch smiled coldly and turned to look at the ancestor: "Brother Dao, please lead the way?"

The ancestor measured the sky ruler in his hand and slowly pressed his palms. After a while, he said, "It's okay to lead the way. However, if this matter was not done by Daoguo, you still need to give me an explanation. Don't blame the master for being angry."

"Lead the way" the ancestor looked at the children.

A group of people were whistling and the atmosphere was running in the mountains with a serious atmosphere. Tonger looked at the golden immortals, Taiyi and Daluo, and couldn't help but be heartbroken and said secretly: "I'm good, Junior Brother Daoguo, your ability to cause trouble is stronger once! This time everyone is out and come to the door together. I don't know if you can withstand it."

When we arrived at Cuiping Mountain, the boy and the ancestors did not need to speak, and the gods had already taken the initiative to fly into the mountains to search.

A god saw a waterfall from afar. Two figures were playing chess slowly under the waterfall. Suddenly shouted: "Where is the Tao fruit...uh..."

Halfway through the words, the god suddenly stopped and rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Shen Ni Zun God? Isn't he dead?"

“Where? Where?”

There were gods echoing, and the gods responded all of them all flew towards the waterfall. However, before they arrived, they had already seen two figures playing chess on the waterfall.

One person has the same Daorui fruit, but the other person...?

Everyone was muttering in their hearts, and their eyes looked at the ancestor Xiankong and ancestor Qiankun.

"Hey, today is very lively. You all mobilized everyone to find me. What's the point?" Yang Sanyang seemed to have heard the movement, put down the chess piece in his hand, turned around and swept through the gods in the scene, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Friends, what big thing happened?" Shen Ni opposite Yang Sanyang also raised his head, revealing a look of surprise.
Chapter completed!