Yang Jian, who flew into the air, swept the battle in the field, and his face was slightly stunned.

Eighty-nine Xuangong!

This guy who called the six-eared macaque actually performed eight or nine Xuangong, Yang Jian was surprised.

Yang Jian, who was outside the field, saw the exercises performed by the six-eared macaque, and Haotian in the battle also found it.

Mixed with the emperor's aura, his face was extremely gloomy.

In the past, as a Hongjun Taoist boy, he naturally knew the power of Eight or Nine Xuangong.

Learned eight or nine Xuangong, the six-eared macaque has a strong body, and the blade in his hand is extraordinary, this monkey head is very difficult.

Although the Heavenly Court has been established for a period of time, and there are many people in the Heavenly Palace, the righteous god is missing, and the momentum of the Heavenly Emperor has not been achieved.

In the face of the six-eared macaque in the same realm, he was not sure of victory, and Haotian had other worries in his heart.

Just now, it was just a little bit of a breath, and the six-eared macaque immediately came to hear the wind.

If the battle is too long, it may attract other sect disciples.

These saint disciples are profound, and more importantly, they have powerful magic weapons, and Haotian does not want to repeat the mistakes of the past.

The six-eared macaque in the battle at this moment was also surprised.

The last time I was able to beat Haotian with a stick, it seemed that it was thanks to a few magic weapon attacks from several senior uncles earlier.

Although he was annoyed by the other party, the six-eared macaque also had to admire Haotian in his heart.

This Haotian realm has improved so quickly, and his thinking power is calm and heavy, without a trace of impetuousness.

Haotian in the battle, the afterglow swept the sky, and his face shrank in an instant.

Unwilling to look at Yang Jian in the distance, with the strength of the six-eared macaque blasting a stick, Haotian dodged and fled.

Haotian's sudden action made the six-eared macaque anxious.

Over the years of Honghuang's travels, there are few opponents, and now this guy's strength is not weak, how can he be willing to leave like this.

The sectarians who appeared in the distance, he naturally found out, but he didn't expect Haotian to become so timid.

However, there was a slight change, and he fled in a hurry.

"Haotian child! Hugh away! ”

The six-eared macaque with a roar quickly chased after him.

Haotian was angry in his heart, so he didn't stay long, and went straight to the South Heavenly Gate.

The six-eared macaque roared again and again, but there was nothing to be done.

The two are in the same realm, and if the other party really wants to escape, he has no choice.

Seeing Haotian leave directly, the golden boy turned to look at Yang Jian: "Since your mother is in the heavenly court, you can come at any time." ”

After that, he didn't wait for Yang Jian to respond, and caught up with the departing Haotian.

Looking at the golden boy in the distance, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with disappointment.

Although Xuanyuan didn't tell him too much about his life experience, with Yang Jian's current cultivation, he vaguely understood that it seemed to be Heavenly Court's calculation of the human race.

What he has seen and heard in the human race over the years, coupled with the performance of the golden boy, Yang Jian has no good impression of Heavenly Court.

Looking at the six-eared macaw sun scolding and falling in the air, Yang Jian quickly greeted him and said, "Terran Yang Jian! ”

"Six-eared macaque under the saint of Jinao Island!" Looking Yang Jian up and down, the six-eared macaque looked curious.

Since the Three Emperors, he has traveled in the human race, and it is not unseen that the cultivators of the human race have never seen it, but there are very few people in this realm.

"Sect Interceptor!"

Yang Jian exclaimed, his face was surprised, and then he said excitedly: "My master is the emperor of the people, and in the past, he also worshiped under the sect ancestors, so I am the same sect. ”

"Emperor Xuanyuan?"

At this time, the six-eared macaque looked surprised, and his eyes looked at Xuanyuan carefully, and he secretly marveled in his heart.

Xuanyuan Daoist Emperor has only been receiving such a disciple for thousands of years?

"Do you know my teacher?"

Sensing that the six-eared macaque had a different expression, Yang Jian's face was happy.

For the teacher of the human emperor, Xuanyuan only mentioned it slightly, and did not say much, but he still knew that he was taught by the teacher.

The six-eared macaque with strange eyes stepped forward and said with a smile: "Naturally, naturally! The family teacher intercepts the deputy sect leader Shui Yuan, and the human emperor Xuanyuan is my junior brother. ”

Among the sect members, the strength of the six-eared macaque is not weak, and it is already comparable to a group of personal disciples.

But because of the relationship between studying under Shui Yuan, he can only be regarded as a third-generation disciple in the Daomen.

Basically, when you meet a fellow student on Jinao Island, you have to call your uncle.

This Yang Jian is a disciple of Xuanyuan, his own generation, he came up all of a sudden, how can he not make Liu'er a little happy.

The identity of the six-eared macaque surprised Yang Jian.

When he saw the other party's fellow practitioners, he guessed that the other party might also be a saint's disciple, and he didn't want the two to have the same origin.

Saint disciple, naturally no one dares to pretend, Yang Jian arched his hands, and hurriedly saluted: "Yang Jian has seen the uncle!" ”

"Haha! No need to be polite! No need to be polite! ”

The six-eared macaque stepped forward, supported the other party, and then said with a little emotion: "In the past, when Xuanyuan's junior brother unified the human race, I also used to guide Jiuli with my master's soldiers, but now I haven't seen it for thousands of years, and I don't want my master and nephew to have such a realm." ”

The six-eared macaque who said it looked like he was also emotional.

Earlier, Xuanyuan cultivated quickly, and now he has accepted disciples, and he is so perverted.

The Xuanyuan Daoist Emperor has been less than 5,000 years old, and if he puts aside the time to find Yang Jian, the other party's cultivation years will only be shorter.

This kind of talent really shocked the six-eared macaque.

"Since you are a teacher and uncle, you can go to the mouth of the river to sit at the mouth of the teacher's nephew." Yang Jian was also happy and opened his mouth to invite.

Haotian came to look for Yang Jian, and the six-eared macaque had doubts and readily agreed.

Haotian, who rushed back to Heaven, was pale at the moment.

The dignified Emperor of Heaven, the existence of the Three Realms in charge in the future, he has to be careful when he comes out of the Heavenly Court, which is really a loss of the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Six-eared macaque, he will be driven by me one day!" Looking at the outside of the Nantian Gate, Haotian thought with hatred in his heart.

The golden boy who followed behind stepped forward and said softly, "Emperor of Heaven! Yang Jian's matter, I'm afraid I can only rely on Yunhua. ”

Before leading Haotian there, he had already contacted Yang Jian many times, but unfortunately the other party didn't pretend to him, and he didn't care about his father at all.

Listening to Haotian, his brows furrowed slightly.

After Yang Jian was born, although the golden boy and the Yunhua fairy all returned to heaven with him, it was a pity that the Yunhua fairy had a great change in temperament.

I just didn't pay attention to the affairs of the heavenly court, and I was immersed in the love of my son all day long.

Yang Jian had cultivated to the middle stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in just two thousand years, and he had gathered a large number of human races and heavenly court luck on his body, so Haotian naturally would not give up easily.

"I'll leave this matter to you!" Haotian nodded, and in the current situation, he could indeed only rely on Fairy Yunhua.

The golden boy was about to leave, when suddenly a loud cheer came from the Western world.

"Haha.... Zhun Ti Xiao'er, this is the end of today, he will return to the west of the river Styx. ”

"Styx has retreated to the underworld?"

Haotian exclaimed, with excitement in his eyes, hesitated slightly, and then said: "Golden boy, you go to the underworld with me first." ”

The River Styx is inexplicably sanctified, how can Haotian not be curious.

It's just that the other party obtains the Hongmeng purple qi of the red cloud, if it is another way, if it is found out one or two, it is definitely a great opportunity.

"Yes!"

The golden boy's eyes flashed, and he knew the meaning of Haotian.

Immediately, the two of them did not stop, and went straight to the West Heavenly Gate.

At this moment, in the sea of netherworld blood, Styx's face was excited, and his expression was extremely happy.

It's a bit bad to deal with the angry two Western saints, but for this battle, Styx is still very satisfied.

Now the entire desolate world knows that he has become a saint in the River Styx, and he has also been a leader in the Western world.

His strength is comparable to that of a Heavenly Dao Saint!

"Sect Master! Beyond the sea of blood, there are self-proclaimed old people who want to see! ”

Styx had just led the mosquito path people back to the Blood River Hall, and an Asura came to report below.

"Nope!"

Styx waved his hand and looked proud.

He is a saint now, how can any cat or dog meet.

"Yes!"

His Highness Asura did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly retreated.

But not long after he took his seat, an asura came to report from outside the hall.

"Demon Master Kunpeng?" The dripping River Styx still waved his hand and refused to see each other.

What about the demon master Kunpeng, at the moment he is a saint, and one person can do the two saints in the West.

The purpose of these fellows' coming, without thinking about it, must be to ask him how to become holy.

The secrets of the underworld, how could Styx tell them.

Before sanctification, there was not a single ghost in the Blood Sea.

Now that he has become holy, he is running around one by one, and he Styx is not such a casual person.

The remaining three thousand Zixiao guests from the past basically came, and even the remaining demon clan demon saints also asked to see them, but Styx refused all of them.

Just as he was drinking in the temple, thinking about when he would go to the West again, he saw an asura rushing to him.

"Ancestor, beyond the sea of blood, there are people who claim to be the Emperor of Heaven who have come to ask for a meeting." The visitor arched his hands and reported loudly.

Styx, who was about to wave his hand back, looked slightly stunned when he heard this.

Now in this world, the only one who dares to call himself the emperor of heaven is Haotian.

This guy calculated the saint, and he also opened the god sealing tribulation, and now he dares to come to see him.

The Taoist boy of the former Dao Ancestor really had great ambitions.

Styx, whose eyes were purring, shouted downward, "Let him in!" ”

Asura, who thought that Styx was going to refuse again, was stunned, nodded, and quickly retreated.

At this moment, beyond the sea of blood, there were many figures standing, but everyone was disappointed and had tangled eyes in their eyes.

They wouldn't want to come here unless Styx sanctified.

The sea of blood is a holy place for the Styx and the Asuras, but for them, it is a filthy place.

Here they couldn't absorb the aura at all, and they couldn't perceive their surroundings either, and the blood mist around them was still eroding them all the time.

In the Land of the Sea of Blood, strength is greatly limited.

Although he had just been rejected by Styx, no one was willing to leave.

Many people already regret in their hearts that they didn't make a good friend of the Styx earlier, otherwise why would they be kept out.

Haotian, who was standing in the distance, was also worried.

He came relatively late, and by the time he arrived, he already knew what was going on around him.

Those who asked to see the Styx were all blocked, and Haotian didn't know if he could see each other.

Like everyone else, he has nothing to do with the River Styx except for being a Dao Ancestor Dao Tong.

"Haotian! The ancestor allowed you to ask to see, come with me. At this moment, an asura emerged from the sea of blood and shouted into the distance.

Haotian was stunned for a moment, although he was a little annoyed by the other party's title, but he was still overjoyed.

Glancing around with a slight smugness, Haotian slowly followed, but Styx still couldn't ignore his identity.

Although the golden boy had a sad face, he could only follow closely.

Even if there was an Asura to open the way, he was only among the golden immortals, and the breath of the sea of blood made him very uncomfortable. It's just that the Emperor of Heaven went and had to accompany him.

The people who were unwilling to leave in the distance saw Haotian being able to go, and they were all envious in their eyes.

In his heart, he faintly understood that this was the face that Styx gave to Dao Ancestor.

Not long after, Haotian and the two of them followed the Asura to the Blood River Hall, and from a distance, they saw a Taoist sitting above him.

The first time he came to the sea of blood, Haotian didn't have time to observe the surroundings, so he hurriedly arched his hands and said loudly: "Zixiao Palace has been separated for tens of thousands of years, and I don't want to be a fellow Taoist who has become holy, congratulations, congratulations!" ”

Greeting Haotian's excited face, Styx was pale, and asked himself, "What's so gratifying?" ”

Haotian planned the Heavenly Dao Saint and started the Tribulation, but in fact, Styx didn't care at all. It's just that his eldest brother Shui Yuan is the deputy sect leader of the sect, so this is different.

Although he has not communicated with Haotian much, Styx no longer likes it.

Forehead...

Styx's indifferent attitude directly made the enthusiastic Haotian freeze in the field.

Beyond the sea of blood, Styx rejected so many people, but only recruited him, how could he have such an attitude?

Haotian was a little dazed in his heart.

But only a little hesitation, he continued to say loudly: "Daoist friends have become holy, fighting alone against two Heavenly Dao saints, and their fame is shocking, so they should congratulate themselves." ”

Looking Haotian up and down, a touch of strangeness flashed in Styx's eyes, and he strode down.

"And then?"

Words that are not salty or salty come from the mouth of the River Styx.

Haotian opened his mouth, he didn't know how to answer, and he was directly stunned.

Styx's reaction was completely beyond his expectations.

In the face of his request, Styx readily agreed, and they should not talk enthusiastically and in detail now, reminiscing about the past, and by the way, informing them of the way of sanctification, how to say and do so.

Glancing at Haotian who was stunned, Styx shouted: "What kind of identity do you have, and you dare to call yourself a Taoist friend with me?" ”

With a loud shout, Haotian's body surged with qi and blood, and his eyes were horrified.

The golden boy behind him popped and fell directly to the ground in fright, his face turning pale.

The Asura King in the hall is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and there is also the Holy Power of the River Styx in the air, how to bear it.

Feeling the holy power faintly shrouded in the air, Haotian's face trembled, and his face was already extremely ugly.

"Styx! What do you want? Haotian, who trembled his mouth, asked in a deep voice.

As soon as he said goodbye to Zixiao Palace, he had never crossed paths with the River Styx, how could the other party be like this.

"Humph! Obviously, you came to this seat in the sea of blood, but you asked this seat? "Striding up the temple to the river Styx, with indifference in his eyes.

Hao Tiandeng was speechless and didn't know how to respond.

"Throw them into the sea of blood!" His eyes swept the sky slightly, and Styx shouted.

A clown jumping off the beam, it should be a lesson.

"Yes!"

The four Asura clans shouted their orders.

Seeing this, Haotian was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Styx! I am ordered by the Dao Ancestor to re-establish the Heavenly Court, you dare! ”

The sea of blood is filthy, and if it is left for a long time, the foundation may be damaged.

Styx didn't speak, just waved his hand.

Haotian wanted to resist, but he couldn't move when the rolling holy power fell.

Together with the golden boy who was lying on the ground, he was dragged out by several asuras.

With such an embarrassed posture, Haotian's face instantly darkened, and his eyes were full of rage.

Styx agreed to his request, obviously deliberately humiliating him.

Haotian is furious!