Looking at each other, the Styx didn't say anything for a long time, and finally reached out and held the lotus in his hand: "After I go back, I will place this chopped lotus in my soul and plant it into the sea of ​​blood."

"Go!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

Looking at the smile that Yang Sanyang forced out, Styx nodded, without saying much, the void around his body fluctuated and disappeared from the world.

"We have grown up! The little radish heads from back then have grown up!" Yang Sanyang sighed, slowly took out the jade bottle, and swallowed a mouthful of nectar.

The lotus in the treasure lotus pond is between the magic weapon and the number of energy, and has the seal of the holy path. It is a rare treasure in the world, and it is definitely not as simple as imagined.

The four saints have only been pregnant with four lotus flowers for millions of years, which shows their preciousness.

After leaving the Styx River, Yang Sanyang stood alone on the top of the mountain, looked at the clouds in the distance without saying a word. After a long time, he sighed softly: "What a pity! The Blood Sea Avenue is biased after all, and it is so difficult to achieve the holy path. Now, he can only place his hope on Taiyi. Only when Taiyi achieves the Imperial Path can the Styx River break the shackles and achieve it overnight."

The Styx River left, Yang Sanyang stood alone by the beach and watched for a long time. After a while, he drove the cloud light again and disappeared in the Qingming, and disappeared.

Beiming

The turtle Prime Minister's huge body was lying protruding in it. Compared with the old turtle, the huge Beiming was just an ordinary bathhouse.

When the bad luck is rising, ordinary monks should retreat and retreat.

Kunpeng stood at the edge of Beiming, with his eyes looking at the old turtle living in Beiming, with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Why, do you miss your nest?" The turtle prime minister Zhen Ling, dressed in white, walked out of Beiming and slowly came to Kunpeng's side.

It is rare that the two life-and-death enemies started fighting before they met.

Perhaps the overall situation in the Heavenly Palace is stable, Kunpeng is now unable to protect himself, for fear of liquidation after the disaster, and he has no intention of fighting.

When facing the danger of life and death, gold, silver, treasures, and kingly fortunes are all false. Only by living is the most important thing.

"Haha, how about this Beiming living?" Kunpeng actually had the heart to laugh.

"Not really! I would rather not have the origin of Beiming. If I don't realize it, the third step of Daluo will be better than being trapped here alive and unable to make any progress for millions of years and losing my freedom. This is just a cage that completely imprisoned me here!" Prime Minister Turtle sighed helplessly: "What kind of evil did I do, I actually put the jar on you."

"Press the tank for me? I'm afraid that the person is coming for you!" Kunpeng shook his head.

"Hmph, this Bei Ming is yours, I'm just an accident!" Prime Minister Turtle shook his head, his eyes full of sighs: "In the past, I grasped the secrets of heaven, talked about numbers, and grasped the secrets of heaven, who could match me? I didn't believe that I was plotted, thinking that all this was just the will of heaven, a coincidence. But after the Qilin King was tied up in Buzhou Mountain, Houtu escaped from the robbery, I believed that I was really plotted. The wilderness was too big and there were too many strong people. Although you and I were the third step of Daluo, for some existences, they were just ants."

"I would like to ask my ancestor to deduce the secret of heaven for me and calculate the glimmer of life. Kunpeng will not dare to forget it in the future. He will do his best to help the ancestor escape from the disaster!" Kunpeng saluted respectfully at Prime Minister Turtle, his eyes full of solemnity and his words were full of sincerity.

"Haha, help me? You are unable to protect yourself. After this disaster, let's talk about anything else!" Prime Minister Turtle slowly took out an illusory turtle shell from his arms, and the lines flowed on it, and endless energy flowed.

After a long time, I saw Prime Minister Turtle sighed: "You are lucky! Your vitality lies in Taiyi!"

"Taiyi? He is afraid he can't kill me! He cut me into pieces and pieces of corpse!" Kunpeng shook his head: "How could my life be on him?"

Prime Minister Turtle smiled when he heard this: "Who is Taiyi? The world is the common ruler! The real world is the common ruler!"

"How can you understand his mind?" Prime Minister Turtle said here in words, and suddenly looked at the south: "Did you see, the person who really wants your life is here!"

A golden light flashed by, Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back, wearing an obscure soap robe, and stood expressionlessly on the shore of the North Sea, looking at Kunpeng and Prime Minister Turtle from afar: "Yeah, I'm still wondering, why do you dare to have the courage to betray the Heavenly Palace? It turns out that you have defected to the new master."

"Daoguo, you can eat rice randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Old Turtle and I are the enemy of life and death. I will never want to get involved in the Heavenly Palace when it is in troubled water!" Prime Minister Turtle shook his head repeatedly when he heard this, and shook his relationship with him.

"Oh?" Yang Sanyang ignored it and looked at Kunpeng with his eyes: "Are you a sinister beast, do you choose to ask me to kill you, or choose to go back with me."

With a terrifying beast, Kunpeng's forehead burst out with blue veins, but when he thought of the terrifying sword light before Yang Sanyang, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Not to mention that he had just touched the third step of Daluo, even if he really stepped into the third step of Daluo and had a perfect transformation, he could never resist the domineering and fierce sword.

How can you bear such a great shame?

But what if you can't bear it?

The world is unified, the general situation has been settled, and the universe has been settled. Even if he wants to escape, where can he escape?

Yang Sanyang showed a smile in his eyes and looked at Kunpeng with a sarcastic expression. At this time, Kunpeng's expression that wanted to rise up but was helpless was quite pleasing to the eye.

"I'll go back with you, go to Lingxiao Palace, and meet Your Majesty to apologize!" Kunpeng was a person who knew the times and made the most correct choice.

If you resist stubbornly, you will definitely die without life.

"Haha, Your Majesty has an order. If you choose to surrender, you will place a wisp of true spirit in the Demon-Surveying Banner. If you dare to resist, you will be corrected on the spot!" Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm, and the Demon-Surveying Banner turned into the size of a palm, constantly rotating.

"Demon-Strike Banner? What is that?" Kunpeng looked at the Demon-Strike Banner, for some reason, and a bad feeling actually emerged in his heart.

"No matter what it is, you have no choice!" Yang Sanyang looked at Kunpeng with a smile.

If you want to use Kunpeng as a shady blame in the future, how can Yang Sanyang allow him to atone for his sins in this way?

Kunpeng was helpless when he heard this. The situation was stronger than that of a human. He could only fly out a true spirit and fall into the demon-striking banner.

Yang Sanyang smiled and gently shook the demon banner. Kunpeng's face changed and showed its true form. It turned into a golden-winged big roll bird, flapping its wings and flying away, dominating its might.

Yang Sanyang smiled gently and rode on Kunpeng's back. He was about to urge Kunpeng to leave, but he heard the Turtle Prime Minister below say: "Fellow Taoist! Fellow Taoist!"

"What else do you have to say?" Yang Sanyang looked back and looked around the old turtle.

"My old turtle has the heart to surrender to the demon court. I hope you will wait for me to pass on. If Your Majesty can save me from the water and fire and make me escape from the disaster, the old turtle will be grateful and will definitely fight to the death!" Prime Minister Turtle said hurriedly.

"Oh?" Yang Sanyang responded lightly: "It depends on my mood!"

After the words fell, Kunpeng flapped his wings, and several ups and downs had already crossed the wilderness and headed towards the thirty-third heaven.

During this period, a powerful man looked at Kunpeng's true body, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes: "How strange, Kunpeng has betrayed the Demon Court, how dare he appear in the Great Wilderness with a swagger? Hey, there seemed to be a figure sitting behind Kunpeng, as if it was the barbarian dog barbarian."

When countless powerful people saw this scene, they were all surprised and showed a look of disbelief in their eyes.

Who is Kunpeng? Three-step Daluo!

Even if you betray the Heavenly Palace, you shouldn’t be so humiliated, right?

If someone is driven like this, wouldn’t it be a shame to be disgraced? How can you raise your head in the wilderness in the future?

All kinds of thoughts flowed in my heart, but no one dared to speak out, but just buried countless thoughts in my heart.

Everyone has long understood the status of the dog barbarian in the Heavenly Palace, and in Taiyi's heart, he is superior to everyone!

Thirty-third Heaven

Yang Sanyang jumped off Kunpeng and put away the demon banner. However, he saw Kunpeng turning into a human form. His eyes were staring at him with a splitting eye. Drops of blood flowed in his fists: "Zhu Zi, how dare you insult me?"

Looking at Kunpeng, whose blue veins bulged and whose eyes were about to break, Yang Sanyang just smiled coldly: "Haha, insult you? What can I do if I kill you? Once I enter the Demon Chart Banner, you will be a slave forever, and I can only obey my orders."

After saying that, he ignored Yang Sanyang and turned around and walked towards Lingxiao Palace.

"What a vicious treasure!" Kunpeng's eyes showed a hint of murderous intention, and then he kept silent and followed Yang Sanyang. After three steps, all his emotions were completely restrained.

Lingxiao Palace Back Court

Taiyi held a tea cup in his hand, and a cup of tea had not yet been finished.

"God, I have captured Kunpeng and I will be ordered to hand over the mission!" Yang Sanyang handed over the demon-striking banner.

"Where is the Styx River? How do you say it?" Taiyi took the Demon-Strike Banner and checked it casually, ignoring Kunpeng behind him.

"Oh, my junior brother only knows the Great Way of Hunyuan. If Your Majesty realizes the Great Way of Emperors in the future, I will be sympathetic to him for his efforts to my demon court and give him a saint position!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

Taiyi showed regret when he heard this: "What a pity!"

Motionally Yang Sanyang to sit opposite him, Taiyi personally poured a bowl of tea for him: "Use tea!"

"Good tea" Yang Sanyang took a sip.

"Sinner Kunpeng, please come to your Majesty!" Kunpeng was left alone by the two of them, and at this time he was anxious. He actually stepped forward and fell to the ground.

Since the beginning of the world, I have never heard of the true God of Daluo kneeling down and worshiping him!

Even those who have attained the Immortal Realm will not bow down at will!

Even if the other party is the supreme emperor, he is the master of all living beings.

But Kunpeng kneeled!

Yang Sanyang's heart trembled, and the teacup in his hand almost fell.

Even Taiyi, who was on the side, raised his eyebrows and said after a long time of silence, "I treat you well."

"Kunpeng is damn!" Kunpeng's forehead touched the ground: "So, the true spirit is willing to enter the Demon-Recruiting Banner, and there will be no day to betray in the future."

This is the art of speaking!

It was obviously forced, but it was said that it was his willingness.
Chapter completed!