"Gou Manzi, you told you to bully grandpa on weekdays, why don't you talk anymore? I'll ride on your head and pee, but you're just saying a word?" The rogue rode on Yang Sanyang's neck, his words full of pride and his voice full of joy.

"Hahaha, you are really majestic. No matter how powerful this dog barbarian is in the past, he will still be ridden by the ancestor on his neck and peed?" Longfenghu smiled flatteringly beside him.

Inside the stone statue, Yang Sanyang's eyelids couldn't help but tremble, and his face suddenly turned black. Hearing the clamor in his ears, his face turned green.

Especially when a heat flow passed by the stone behind and countless Lanzhi grass was in full bloom, Yang Sanyang felt an unknown fire in his heart.

Even if the urine of the gods is so supreme spiritual liquid that can lead to life and death, human flesh and bones, it will not be tolerated!

Even though the evil corpse had been cut off, a nameless fire could not help but roll up from his heart.

"Crack~" Yang Sanyang moved his arm, stretched out his right hand, shattering the stone wall, and grabbed the neck of the squid above his head.

The rush was so happy that he felt the pull behind his back, and shook his head impatiently: "I said damn rabbit, I just pissed. You are allowing me to kick him a few times, don't pull me! Don't pull me!"

"I didn't pull you!" The rabbit spirit replied subconsciously when he heard this, then raised his head and looked at it. He felt like he was hit by lightning, and his body was stiff and he couldn't say a word.

The flattering dragon-bearded tiger saw something wrong with the rabbit spirit, and looked at it, then felt that its legs became weak and its body collapsed on the ground.

"Don't pull me! Don't pull me! If you don't pull me, who else can you? You have kicked him so many times, and I beat him up very hard, and I've gotten angry like the past! Over the years, with this dog barbarian, I haven't gotten any benefits from my ancestors, and I've suffered a lot of anger!" Ren Jian struggled hard, and when he couldn't struggle, he stretched out his hooves to spread the palm that was holding his back.

Only when the hooves touched the palm, the gust had already noticed something was wrong, and his body suddenly stiffened somewhere.

It seems that the rabbit spirit and the dragon beard tiger have no palms, right?

Whose palm?

The air suddenly became strangely quiet. The quiet rush was a little nervous. He quickly turned his head to look at the dragon-bearded tiger and rabbit spirit. When he saw the two of them looking cowardly, he was even more frightened.

He shivered and raised his head, then saw the source of the palm. The next moment, the rush suddenly struggled, and it was about to turn into time and escape in nothingness.

"Can you leave?" Yang Sanyang's indifferent voice sounded in the void, and stones all over his body fell, falling completely in the blink of an eye.

A palm stretched out, and the power of holding the talisman and forbidden magic flowed. The void was twisted, as if time was flowing back, and the body of the rush was dragged out from time and space.

"Master, please spare me! Please spare me!" The rush turned into the size of a thumb, and kept rolling in Yang Sanyang's palm, struggling, and begging.

Ignoring the rush, Yang Sanyang looked at the rabbit spirit and the dragon beard tiger, and said with a blank expression: "Okay! You are so brave! You dare to ride on my ancestor's neck and pee."

"Master, it's all misunderstandings! They're all misunderstandings! It was the rush of the guru who forced me to do it! You also know that the magical power of the villain is far from that of the guru. It's a world of difference! When the guru forced me, how could the villain have the power to resist? If the guru did not obey, the guru would be beaten up. The guru could not help but offend the master!" The dragon-bearded tiger pounced at Yang Sanyang's feet and began to roar in pain. The voice was full of sadness, which made people cry when they heard it and sad when they saw it.

"This senior brother is indeed the one who has been threatening me to do it. Otherwise, if we have not finished our studies in the future, how could we have the courage to offend our senior brother?" The rabbit spirit turned his eyes, looked at the sad dragon-bearded tiger, and rushed over, hugged Yang Sanyang's thigh and kept wailing.

"Damn it! Damn it! You two bastards!" Ren Jian was furious when he heard this and cursed: "It was clearly you two who instigated me to ask for my ancestor to take revenge. How could he put the blame on me at this time?"

"Master, I'll fight with you!" The genitals kept struggling, trying to fight against the dragon, beard and tiger, and rabbit spirits, but unfortunately no matter how hard they tried, they could not escape that inch of land.

Seeing this, Yang Sanyang smiled coldly, flipped his palm and put the three of them into their palms. Then the forbidden method flowed, and suddenly pushed out his palm. The void twisted and rolled, opened a gap, and threw the three of them in: "Topting you three into the bottom of the Fangcunshan toilet in my Lingtai to suppress it for thousands of years is considered to repay your sins."

"Old ancestor, please spare me! Ancestor, please spare me!"

"Old ancestor, please spare me, I will never dare to do it again!"

"Old ancestor is kind! I'm sorry!"

The three of them kept struggling and wailing in the cracks, but unfortunately Yang Sanyang saw that he disappeared, and just waved his palm and smoothed the gap in the void.

"I didn't expect that there were three Huiyuans in the blink of an eye. No wonder these three bastards dared to play with me like this!" Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm to make a brief calculation, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, it will take 360,000 years!

In order to receive the information in the innate immortal spiritual light, Yang Sanyang went into seclusion and practiced for 360,000 years.

It's really a dream in Nan Ke.

"The Demon Recruiting Banner! I didn't expect it to be this treasure!" Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back, raised his head to look at the towering Buzhou Mountain, and thought to himself: "It is also Taiyi's fortune to have it. If there is a Demon Recruiting Banner, I am still afraid that all the demons, gods and demons in the world will not be able to return to their hearts? The dispute between gods and demons will end here. In the future, the entire Great Wilderness will be under Taiyi's control. Who dares not to obey?"

"The monster-recruiting banner is very important. If you want to refine the monster-recruiting banner, you must be careful and never let go of the news. Otherwise... I am afraid that all the living beings in the wilderness will not spare me and must cut me into pieces!" Yang Sanyang patted his chest with lingering fear, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

All living creatures in the vast world, as long as the true spirit enters the Demon Charming Banner, must abide by the Demon Charming Banner to control it. Life and death are all controlled by humans. If you dare to disobey, you will probably not die well.

Think about it, the true God of Daluo, who is known as the ancestor, actually puts his life to others. Who can bear it?

"It is not difficult to refine the demon-repelling banner. As the land is just now open, there are treasures everywhere. Although the main materials for refining the demon-repelling banner are not everywhere, as long as you search carefully, you can find it! Besides, even if this treasure is refined, it cannot be known that it was me who refined it! Even if Taiyi is not possible!" Yang Sanyang's eyes flashed with various calculations: "I still need to use a clever method to send the demon-repelling banner into Taiyi's hands."

The power of the Demon-Surprise is too strong and too despicable. No matter who refines such a despicable treasure, Taiyi will be afraid of it.

Even Yang Sanyang is no exception!

Because no matter who the demon-recruiting banner falls into, as long as you plan secretly and carefully cultivate a group of loyal people, it may not be impossible to overturn the general trend of the Heavenly Palace at that time.

"I don't know where this guy Bai Ze has gone. No wonder he let those three bastards make trouble!" Yang Sanyang opened his eyes and glanced at the spiritual platform's square holy realm, but no trace of Bai Ze was seen. The Taoist Chuan still had never left the pass, and was still comprehending the wonder of Daluo and peeking at the mystery of Daluo.

I slowly stood up and came to the palace of the Houshan Mountain. Lotus flowers bloomed in the eight-treasure lotus pond in the main hall. In the two lotus platforms in the center, there were two small snakes the size of a palm, just like crystal jade carved.

It was Fuxi and Wa who were sleeping on the Eight Treasure Lotus at this time, and a layer of crystal clear skin around them faded away at some point.

"Molting? Could it be that the bloodline of this brother and sister has evolved again? After three Huiyuans, everyone has made great progress. Only I... make wedding clothes for others!" Yang Sanyang sighed helplessly.

After 300,000 years, he indeed refined the innate immortal spiritual light of the demon-torming banner. The previous collision of the two innate immortal spiritual lights did not cause the conflict he imagined, but the innate immortal prohibition of the demon-torming banner was a masterless thing, and it was allowed to be swallowed and refined by Yang Sanyang and shared countless information.

Although the innate immortal spiritual light that refined the demon-striking banner was indeed very beneficial to him, the innate immortal spiritual light is not something it can mobilize.

Growth means no growth, and it takes 300,000 years to go.

"I'll go find materials for sacrificing the demon flag, and wait for me to sacrifice the demon flag to sacrifice, haha... At that time, all races in the world were under the control of the Heavenly Palace Palm, and then our human race could launch the real transformation plan!" A divine light appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes, and he jumped and disappeared into the sacred realm of Fangcun Mountain, Lingtai.

Buzhou Mountain

Bai Ze sat opposite Hou Tu. At this time, Bai Ze crossed his legs and drank Liquan happily. Suddenly, Bai Ze raised his head and frowned: "How strange."

"What's wrong? What did the Lord God discover?" Hou Tu said in surprise.

"You are not far from getting out of the disaster! I would like to congratulate you, congratulations to you!" Bai Ze purred and sat up: "How strange, why did the Heavenly Dao suddenly evolve so quickly? It's so fast that I was a little dazzled and caught off guard."

"Is that true?" Houtu couldn't help but look at him, and a little divine light appeared in his eyes, looking forward to it: "That's really great."

"Where is the Qilin King?" Bai Ze asked again.

"It's too timid. I've secretly given away all the authority, but this guy is still walking on thin ice, cautious, and it looks very anxious. I want to go out and mention him directly!" Hou Tu smiled helplessly.

"..." Bai Ze was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Chapter completed!