Hearing that the old Taoist priest turned out to be Yang Wuyi's second son, the depths of Evil Jiao's pupils skipped through countless complex threads in an instant, until in the end, these threads converged together, condensing a look of fear and shock on his face.

In the year when he walked the river into the sea, the world was already the dominant scene of Tianbo Mansion, and Yang Wuving's name resounded between heaven and earth, even if he hid in the West Sea, he could not turn a deaf ear to Yang Wuving's existence.

In his life, he has only seen that legendary side.

On the one hand, it amazed his life.

That was when the old Ling Gong Yang was invincible and shattered the void and flew away.

On that day, the sky over the West Sea was full of dense thunderstorms, the evil Jiao had been practicing for thousands of years, and the wisdom had already been civilized.

It was obviously Yang Invincible's ascension to cross the tribulation, but it made him feel the horror of the soul hidden deep in the sea.

Before that, he had never imagined that anyone could be so strong.

He could feel that if Yang Wushu at that time wanted to kill himself, he probably didn't need to do it himself, just a look was enough.

Yes, one look is enough, and that look is enough to destroy him.

It turned out to be Yang Wudi's son.

No wonder there is such a great force.

No wonder a wine gourd let itself sink into the sand.

The fear in the eyes of the evil Jiao gradually dissipated.

His thread gradually stabilized.

He had decided to give up his desire for revenge.

He knew very well that he was not the opponent of the old Taoist, and he and the human in front of him were not the opponents of the old Taoist priest either.

Even if the sneak attack succeeded in killing the old fellow, he didn't dare to face the wrath of that legend after he ascended.

His eyes looked at Yun Chengtian again, and said with a smile: "You are a very powerful human being, it is a pity to die, I can heal your injuries, but you also have to pay some price." ”

Yun Chengtian looked at the injury on the head of the evil Jiao, and already had some guesses about his thoughts in his heart.

The dragon's horns were damaged, and Yang Jin's attack at least broke up the three hundred years of cultivation of this evil dragon.

But the choice between death and survival has always had a very simple answer.

No one wants to joke with their lives unless they have to. Even if he was Yun Chengtian, if it weren't for the future of the Xihai Sword Sect, it would be impossible for him to take the risk alone to challenge the old Taoist priest who cultivated to Tongtian.

Yun Chengtian nodded, looked into the eyes of the evil Jiao and said, "If you have any requirements, you can just say it." ”

Evil Jiao let out a strange laugh, and then said to Yun Chengtian: "Human, I won't hide it from you, that Yang invincible son has broken up my hundreds of years of cultivation, so I don't know how much the dragon transformation period will be postponed, my long life will not damage any state of mind, just ......"

"It's just that in the South China Sea Beast Domain, there is still a lion alive. Yun Chengtian interrupted the evil bluntly

Jiao's words.

"It's easy to talk to someone as smart as you. Evil Jiao smiled and said, "The dragon is the supreme of all beasts, and it should also be the supreme of all beasts, so I need you to go to the South China Sea with me." ”

"The dragon is the lord of the Oriental Divine Tree, and the god of the water system, healing injuries is your talent, and my injuries are not a problem for you, so your chips are too low. Yun Chengtian said lightly: "I am the master of the West Sea Sword Sect, and I will accompany you to the South China Sea to kill the king of the Beast Domain, the risk taken is too great, and the slightest mistake will attract the hatred of the entire beast clan for the West Sea Sword Sect, I need you to give more things." ”

Evil Jiao said unhappily: "Human, your life is now only in my hands, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me." ”

Yun Chengtian was unmoved, and said in a deep voice: "Although that lion is already old, he is still the Lionheart King after all, and with your strength alone, I am afraid that you will not be able to take the entire beast domain." ”

Evil Jiao frowned, but did not refute Yun Chengtian's words.

If he was injured before, facing that lion, he still had the confidence to defeat the other party or even kill the other party, but with his current state, it was indeed as Yun Chengtian said, he no longer had the strength to win the beast domain.

Otherwise, with his manic son, he wouldn't have wasted so many tongues here and talked so much about a human being.

Yun Chengtian was silent for a moment, and then said: "You heal my wounds, I can help you go to the Beast Domain to deal with that old lion, but after the matter is completed, I want a piece of land in the Beast Domain as the assignment of the West Sea Sword Sect, and I want you to swear by the blood soul of the Dragon and Snake Clan, and you will never be an enemy of my West Sea Sword Sect." ”

A touch of anger appeared on Evil Jiao's face, he looked at Yun Chengtian and said, "Human, do you know what the Blood Soul Oath of the Dragon and Snake Clan represents!"

Yun Chengtian smiled: "Of course I know, otherwise how could I mention it to you." ”

Evil Jiao said angrily: "You don't want to live anymore." ”

"Since Chengtian dared to come to the depths of the West Sea alone to fight with the second master of the Yang family of Tianbo Mansion, he already had the heart of death, and your words can't threaten me anything. Yun Chengtian said calmly: "On the contrary, if it weren't for you, if it weren't for my help, it would be difficult to have such a good opportunity to meet a strong man who happened to be seriously injured and needed the peak of your Tianshu realm." ”

Evil Jiao thought for a long time and nodded slowly.

As Yun Chengtian said, he had no other choice.

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If you look far away from the southernmost edge of the continent, you can only see a vast ocean connecting the sky, and no one would think that there is a new world beyond that vast sky.

This is the South China Sea, where countless people's dreams have been buried, and countless stories have happened, and now the most familiar is the story of the second master of the Yang family when he was young.

Now that Wang Zhihuan has been dead for many years, the name of the second master of the Yang family is no longer the glory of the Endless Continent, but the waves are still there, the sea breeze is still the same, and the continent on the other side of the sea is still the same.

Still firmly in the hands of the old lion.

Lionheart was so old that he couldn't even remember how old he had lived.

Instead of sitting on the cold beast throne, he now prefers to lie in the sun, bask in the sun, and reminisce about the past when he was young.

Even the people in those stories have been gone for years.

Now that I think about it, when he was young, it was already thousands of years ago.

Every time he thinks of this, His Majesty King Lionheart will sigh with emotion, and he can't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

Maybe it's because of the number of sighs that the world will go crazy that he is old.

That's what Lionheart had in mind.