"Let me go! Let me go! If you dare to insult my ancestor, I will definitely be with you forever!" Hongyun is just the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal, how can I be the opponent of the Daluo True God. After just one encounter, he was suppressed by the Daluo True God: "Kunpeng! If you dare to insult my ancestor, I will make a blood oath today. As long as I live in this world, I will be cut into pieces and cut into pieces! Otherwise, I, Hongyun, will definitely be dispersed in this life and will not die well!"

"Click~"

A blood-red thunder streaked across the void, and the way of heaven sensed, and the oath was made, and this oath had been recognized by the way of heaven.

This is endless hatred!

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became silent like death. Kunpeng looked at the blood-red thunder in the void, and then his eyes shifted slowly, looking at the Hongyun, and a murderous intent burst into deep in his pupils:

"Don't you die?"

Kunpeng's voice was very faint, and he could not hear the emotional fluctuations, but for some reason, everyone in the field shivered for no reason.

At this time, Kunpeng had already noticed something was wrong. When Ziwei Xingjun spitted onto the ancestor's face, he had already noticed something was wrong.

Although he wanted to get the place back, it was definitely not like this!

This is almost endless!

This pot is too dark!

Kunpeng was so scared that he was so dark!

He had already noticed that something was wrong.

"If you insult me ​​first, you dare to say that you will never stop until you die? Haha~ Since you are still unstoppable, I will fulfill your wish!" The voice was filled with endless mockery, a murderous intent burst out, and Kunpeng's laws gathered around him.

No matter what, the situation has reached this point at this time, and there is no room for maneuver.

"Enough!" The ancestor came to his senses, slowly wiped the saliva from his face, and stared at Kunpeng with his eyes: "What a demon master! What a demon master! I think since I was born, I have never suffered such humiliation in the era of the Demon Ancestor and the Three Clans! You are the first one!"

Kunpeng looked at the expressionless ancestor and couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew that things had become his fault now.

The collision between Hongyun and Zhenyuan before was a mistake from each other, but now the situation is inverted.

"Let him go!" The ancestor stared at Kunpeng with no emotion.

"He wants to stay with me forever, do you think I will..."

"I say, let him go!" The ancestor interrupted Kunpeng's words, his voice full of unquestionable decisiveness: "This matter is over here! My disciple has collided with the demon master. Now that your subordinate insults me, it will be considered equal."

Kunpeng was silent when he heard this, swept across the murderous disciples of Lingtai Fangcunshan around him, knowing that this blood hatred could not be dissolved.

"Bang!" Kunpeng's heart turned and suddenly slapped Ziwei Xingjun with a palm. Before he could make a sound, he had turned into meat paste and fell into the wilderness:

"The ancestor is the true god of Daluo, who is highly respected, so how can he be humiliated?"

With a palm falling, the golden immortal died.

"What's the explanation?" Kunpeng looked at the ancestor quietly with his eyes. He was in a state of grief. He never expected that things would develop like this. He just wanted to come here to exhale his anger.

Who knew that it had formed a blood feud!

The ancestor was silent, Kunpeng was shocked, and he already knew the ancestor's choice. This blood feud was conquered!

Even if it is not his intention at all!

Da Luo, don’t be humiliated easily!

"Let him go!" After a long time, Kunpeng said expressionlessly: "Set up and go back to the palace!"

The true god of Daluo let go of the red clouds, and then the group went away and disappeared into the clouds outside the sky.

"Master, my disciple is unfilial and you are humiliated!" Hongyun knelt on the ground, his voice full of madness.

On the one hand, Zhenyuan also knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"All up!" The ancestor took back the measuring ruler in his sleeve: "It's okay to be humiliated by your master. It's the most important thing to save your life. Kunpeng is not the same as before. He is a demon master in the Demon Court. He is an example and role model in the world in the Great Wilderness. He has a high prestige. Even if we enter the Lingxiao Palace theory, we will not take any action."

"But, if you make a bloody oath, Kunpeng will definitely not let you go. You will still have to practice well in the mountains in the future. You will not go to Daluo and you will not go out!" The ancestor helped Hongyun up, his voice full of solemnity.

Kunpeng's cultivation is too high, and with the Northern Flag, the ancestor thought that he might not be able to win Kunpeng. This matter cannot be solved for a while, and both sides must use means to distinguish the level.

"This incident tells the fruit of Taoism!" The ancestor looked at Zhenyuan.

"Daoguo?" Hongyun and Zhenyuan were stunned, but their memories of Yang Sanyang had long been erased by the power in the dark.

"Forget it, I'll come in person!" The ancestor sighed and turned back to the mountain: "The storm is coming!"

East Kunlun Secret Land

Yang Sanyang closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, practiced Pangu's Dharma, and constantly observed the Dharma images in his body.

"Mr. Langjun, someone came to deliver a letter from the Bajing Palace! It was said that the ancestor had sent a letter!" The fairy of Taiyin came over and interrupted Yang Sanyang's cultivation.

"Huh?" Yang Sanyang frowned, then slowly opened his eyes and took the letter from the Taiyin Fairy.

After a long time, I saw him put down the letter and a solemn expression appeared in his eyes: "What a Kunpeng! What a Kunpeng!"

"Kunpeng, with Zhenyuan and Hongyun's death revenge! If you want to resolve it, you can only kill it!" Fairy Taiyin whispered.

"You can't kill it!" Yang Sanyang pondered for a while before shook his head.

"Why?" Fairy Taiyin was puzzled.

"The Demon Court is a country of order, and it is the law that governs the world. Although Kunpeng has evil things, it is all past events and has been revealed by the Emperor of Heaven! Kunpeng created the writing and has made great contributions to the Demon Court. If he is punished without guilt, the world will inevitably be panic, resulting in the unstable foundation of the Demon Court! Shake the foundation of my Demon Court! At that time, everyone in the world will follow suit, and the Demon Court will sooner or later fall apart!" Yang Sanyang shook his head.

This is like a country in the 21st century. An official looks at his subordinates and even if he hates him to the core, he cannot collapse directly. You still need to find a way to find the other party’s bad deeds and then take the opportunity to attack.

"Then find a reason! Or, make up a reason!" Fairy Taiyin said coldly.

"Kunpeng has always been cunning, how could he leave a handle? If he made up, all the powerful people are not fools! How could he ruin my plan for the Demon Court because of a red cloud? How much did I and Your Majesty spend their hard work in order to form the Demon Court? How could he be wasted because of this?" Yang Sanyang's voice was full of coldness.

Although Hongyun is his junior brother, the consequences of doing so are too serious.

"Kunpeng is not on the same line as us, we will have to kill sooner or later!" Fairy Taiyin whispered.

"Then kill sooner or later, now it's noon. What Your Majesty needs is stability in the Great Wilderness, and you can't kill it! Stability is better than everything!" Yang Sanyang pondered for a moment, and then said to the Fairy of Taiyin: "Go and take out three volumes of my Golden Pill True Extraction, send it to Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai, and give it to Zhenyuan and Hongyun to comprehend."

"That is the true explanation that the Supreme Saint personally commented on?" The Fairy of Taiyin frowned when she heard this, and was a little reluctant to let it go.

"It's just some foreign objects. As long as you want, I can write as much as I want!" Yang Sanyang quipped with a smile.

The Taiyin Fairy left, Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes and continued to practice the Dharma. All kinds of thoughts flowed in his mind: "What a pity, I am a person within the system, I am a law enforcer! If even I ignore the laws and regulations, wouldn't the major dynasties in the lower realm have an excuse? Even the sky was overturned?"

With the cultivation, Yang Sanyang has realized the mystery of Pangu's true body. Every innate and immortal spiritual light can be combined with the Dharma he has cultivated and can be transformed into his own clone.

If you can cultivate 129,600 innate invincible spiritual lights, you will have 129,600 incarnations.

At that time, many things in the Great Wilderness World can be planned secretly.

Yang Sanyang had been lingering with the Taiyin Fairy in Yujing Mountain for tens of thousands of years. He could not bear the disturbance of the outside world, so he led the Taiyin Fairy back to the Bajing Palace and continued to refine the elixir.

Eight Scenery Palace

Time never counts for years, and in the blink of an eye, three hundred yuan will be rushed. Along with the Golden Elixir Avenue, the human race's alchemy technique began to spread to the great wilderness.

Three hundred yuan means nearly 40 million years of time, and it has flowed nearly half of billions of years.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yang Sanyang suddenly felt that his mind was empty, and there was no new Dharma image in the Void of Cental Realm. In the dead and silent world, there was no innate and immortal spiritual light flowing.

"It's done?" Yang Sanyang's heart moved, and his thoughts that had not flowed for tens of millions of years began to flow slowly.

When I thought about it, I looked at the void of my own concentration, but there were 129,600 figures standing quietly among them.

It's done!

Three hundred yuan, I consumed countless golden elixirs and consumed countless supplies from the Great Wilderness, and finally got it done.

Yang Sanyang felt calm and had no fluctuations. He stared at the 129,600 inspirational lights in his body in a daze.

The next moment, the 129,600 figures appeared a lifelike spirituality, and then suddenly jumped into the deadly world, and then kept intertwining and flowing in the deadly world. In an instant, 129,600 immortal spiritual lights were constantly intertwined, twisted and derived back and forth, and then there were endless silk threads of law, accompanied by the twisted combination of the 129,600 immortal spiritual lights, which turned into endless lights of law.

Just like a program restart, the dead world was rebooted, the sea of ​​laws was constantly intertwined and outlined, infinite laws were derived, turning into wire mesh, spreading towards the entire prehistoric world.

The laws are intertwined and recombined. The laws of this world want to be resurrected and the will of heaven is born, but I don’t know how many tens of thousands of years it takes!

As the master of the world, Yang Sanyang could feel it. With the derivation of the laws of the prehistoric world, the interweaving of the 129,600 innate immortal spiritual lights, the dead energy of the whole world continued to drive away and flow into the depths of the earth, and the whole world had an inexplicable aura.

That is, the energy of life!
Chapter completed!