"Jianjian, are you leaving? What about this strong man? If you leave it here, he'll definitely be buried alive when you split Momoyama! I think he's not just a little (happy) good (beautiful), not like a bad guy, but also quite manly, after being so seriously injured, he also knows how to protect his sister, brave and strategic, I have a good impression of him, every day, right? ”

The Howling Sky Dog made its position clear with practical actions, it stood tightly against its owner's legs, and looked at Sun Xiaomo with innocent big eyes.

Loyal dogs go shi!

Yang Jian doesn't have a good impression of the people in Heavenly Court, but he is not the kind of person who will be angry casually, he doesn't like this three-headed Jiao, and he doesn't hate it, so he can easily put him in the Qiankun bag, and he can't die anyway.

The three Jiao guards of Taoshan are the largest, and the three Jiao are solved, and the rest are not the climate, Yang Jian hasn't fought much, and the demon immortals are scattered, and they ran back to Heaven to complain in a panic.

Yang Jian watched them leave, and finally looked up at the sky, his expression was full of sneer and contempt, but the smile on his face unfolded little by little, his clothes and long hair danced because of the surging spiritual power in his body, and his posture was not so wild and uninhibited, and even showed the softness and lightness of a teenager with a beautiful and clear spirit in the background of clouds and mist, but Sun Xiaomo just felt that Yang Jian and Yang Erlang at this moment had a kind of cold arrogance and handsomeness that looked at the sky!

Didn't you look at the roaring dogs and were stunned!

The moment Yang Jian sacrificed the divine axe, his surroundings were magnificent, and the coercion emitted by the divine axe spread overwhelmingly across the entire Quartet with Taoshan as the center, the Queen Mother of West Kunlun, the Emperor of Donghua in Zifuzhou, the Yuan Shi Tianzun of Yuxu Palace, the Tongtian Sect Master of Biyou Palace, the stage Laojun of Bajing Palace, and the Yuding real person of Yuquan Mountain...... And, the Haotian Jade Emperor of the Taiwei Jade Qing Palace, and the immortals, saints, and demons within the Eight Desolations, all sensed the aura emitted by the divine axe, the grand power of the Pangu axe blade that opened the world!

But it was only for a moment, most people were not enough to deduce the cause of the matter, this power was like it suddenly appeared, and suddenly dissipated, only the demons, immortals, people, and spirits near Peach Mountain heard and saw the terrifying earth cracking landslide, only the ghost clans in the Netherworld Yellow Spring under Peach Mountain really felt the horror of the saint's anger.

Sun Xiaomo thought that he could see Mrs. Yunhua if he split the peach mountain, but after splitting the peach mountain, before the dust that covered the sky and the sun dispersed, Yang Jian put away the magic axe, held Sun Xiaomo in his right hand, and held the roaring dog in his left hand, and plunged into it.

Sun Xiaomo couldn't even see Yang Jian who was close at hand, this was the environment as thick and black as ink, even if she had no dead ends at 360 degrees, she would have become blind here, if it weren't for Yang Jian still holding her, just now the Roaring Sky Dog whined, Sun Xiaomo would have suspected that the whole world was only left with his own stick.

"Where is this? What about Mrs. Yunhua? ”

After her words fell, other voices also appeared, first human voices, many human voices, they were around, but they couldn't touch or see, there were men and women, old and young, they spoke Sun Xiaomo's incomprehensible language, there were laughter, very lively and harmonious.

Sun Xiaomo was stiff, ghost~~ It's terrible!

The roaring dog didn't dare to come out, only Yang Jian's voice sounded in this weird environment, he was very calm, and told Sun Xiaomo and the roaring dog: "They are the tribe of the Yu clan and Shun, don't be afraid." ”

Yang Jian's voice was very clear, and when he spoke, the voices around him unconsciously quieted down, and when he closed his mouth, the voices around him were as close and loud as before.

Suddenly, the sound of collapse sounded, and the laughter turned into a miserable cry, and soon after these heart-pounding cries were drowned out by the rumbling sound of water, Sun Xiaomo felt that there was still a lot of water around him.

When the hell is this a head?

Listening to the rumbling sound of the water will only make people feel restless, the roaring dog screamed, Sun Xiaomo pricked up her ears, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the sound of the water gradually faded in the roaring dog's call, she immediately encouraged: "Every day, scream hard!" ”

Whirling Dog: "Huh? ”

Yang Jian chuckled, changed Sun Xiaomo from his right hand to his left hand, and gently smoothed the hair of the Roaring Sky Dog: "Don't be afraid." Sun Xiaomo couldn't see it, but she could feel it, and she couldn't help but feel envy and jealousy, "Huh, I want to be a stick." ”

Howling Dog: So happy, so gentle master. qaq

Sun Xiaomo hummed, I have been bullied hundreds of times, and I only smoothed your hair once, and I coaxed you to death...... The loyal dog is indeed the most unreasonable creature in the world.

Yang Jian also touched Sun Xiaomo.

Sun Xiaomo: So happy, three eyes are so gentle. qaq

…… How much better are you?

The sound of the water disappeared completely, and the world was full of mourning, accompanied by the ghosts crying wolves one after another, Yang Jian said: "The fierce beasts are making trouble." ”

A gentle and pleasant young woman's voice sounded in the darkness: "Gengchen, you help Dayu control the water in the lower realm." ”

Sun Xiaomo was curious, whose voice is this? Why is Gengchen here?

Yang Jian's murmur came from above his head: "Mother." ”

Sun Xiaomo: "Mrs. Yunhua! (⊙o⊙) Sounds so gentle~

With the sound of fighting, there was a bright light around slowly, it was very blurry at first, Sun Xiaomo looked at the sound of fighting, and saw a fierce and terrifying behemoth, and he didn't know what kind of monster it was, Sun Xiaomo counted it, and there were nine heads! This guy is too big, Sun Xiaomo took a long time to find the white shadow fighting with this monster, and the gap between the two is like the gap between a calf and a chick.

The picture is still blurry like the world seen by the nearsighted eyes of 500 degrees, and the clear Cheng dù adjusted little by little at a snail-like speed, and before Sun Xiaomo's patience ran out, the monster with nine heads turned into a person in a black robe, and the white shadow that was fighting with it fell from mid-air for some reason.

The distance of the picture was relatively far, and Yang Jian couldn't get close, so he could only stand there and frown and watch what the black-robed man did beside the falling white shadow, and then left.

After the black-robed man left, the picture became a lot clearer, and when he saw the white shadow's face clearly, Yang Jian couldn't help but shout: "Mother?!" ”

He forgot that these were just illusions, and when he saw the young fairy whose chest was broken, he lost his judgment for a moment, and subconsciously leaned over the past, and as a matter of course, he passed through the other party's body, Yang Jian was stunned, and looked back at the fairy who had repeatedly tried to heal herself but ended in failure, her face was like a blank paper, and her life was slowly draining, and her face sank little by little.

This is Mrs. Yunhua? So young!

Although Sun Xiaomo didn't understand what time period the picture showed, she knew that Mrs. Yunhua would not die, so she was not worried at all, but she couldn't bear to watch a big beauty suffer in front of her.

Sure enough, as Sun Xiaomo expected, Mrs. Yunhua waited for a man, and Sun Xiaomo was excited when she saw the man who came to save the big beauty: Whew! Male god daddy!

"Jianjian, your father is here!"

Yang Jian said to himself: "It turns out that my father and mother know each other like this. He glanced at Sun Xiaomo and said with a smile, "You know quite a few people." "Whether it is the previous Ruyi golden hoop stick or the current Sun Xiaomo, she has never been in contact with Mrs. Yunhua and Yang Tianyou, theoretically Sun Xiaomo should not recognize Yang Jian's father, but she accurately called out Mrs. Yunhua's name, and recognized Yang Jian's father at a glance, Yang Jian already knew that it was Sun Xiaomo who entered his dream last time, she recognized Yang Tianyou Yang Jian was not strange at all, and she didn't bother to expose her, and now she deliberately mentioned it just to scare and scare Sun Xiaomo and tease her.

Sun Xiaomo's heart is weak, fortunately she is a stick, as long as she straightens her body, even if she has a weak heart, she can't see it, this skill is too convenient.

The golden stick in Yang Jian's hand bent towards him and rubbed against his shoulder, and Yang Jian let out a burst of "hehe" laughter when he heard the stick flattering.

- Auntie, bow your head to a high school student, what about your festival!

Auntie's deep face: The moment I saw the heroic posture of the three eyes splitting the mountain, he was already a really cool and handsome male god in my eyes!

Howling Dog: "Wang! ”

What's wrong? Sun Xiaomo pulled her attention back, and watched in amazement as Yang Tianyou put his hand □□ his chest, there was no bleeding or wound, it was as easy as if they were onlookers passing through the illusion. When Yang Tianyou did this, his eyes were drooping, his expression was solemn, both his temperament and demeanor were completely different from the two times Sun Xiaomo had seen him before, he gave people the feeling that he was a different person, and his bearing around him was magnanimous, tolerant and gentle, which made people can't help but want to surrender and support.

The moment Yang Tianyou's hand left his body, Sun Xiaomo saw in a trance that there was an extra ghost on his body, as if something important had been separated, making his soul unstable and almost separated from his body.

If I'm not mistaken, if that ghost is really a soul, then Yang Tianyou's soul is golden? It looks amazing.

Yang Jian's heart was no less shocked than Sun Xiaomo, he felt that he had never known his father before, he guessed that Yang Tianyou might have some origins, but the illusion showed him a qiē that made him have to overturn his previous speculations and start over.

Looking at Yang Tianyou again, there was a clear and beautiful stone suspended above the unfolded palm, Mrs. Yunhua didn't even have the strength to speak, only the expression on her face told her inner shock and confusion, when she realized what Yang Tianyou was going to do, her expression was slightly excited, she shook her head effortlessly, and her eyes firmly stopped Yang Tianyou.

No matter how firm he is, in front of a strong man, he is no different from a child with a temper, Yang Tianyou hooked the corners of his mouth, and put the "stone" into Mrs. Yunhua's broken chest without any drag, his big hand covered Mrs. Yunhua's chest, and a soft golden light emitted under the palm, Mrs. Yunhua's face quickly became ruddy, Yang Tianyou took his hand, looked at Mrs. Yunhua's smooth chest that was as smooth as ever and even had no trace of blood, smiled a little bigger, leaned forward, lowered his head and kissed Mrs. Yunhua's face.

Mrs. Yunhua was stunned.