"Okay, shallow, I'll go to Ruoshui River immediately, get the Yuan Shen on the Eastern Emperor Bell, and then let Qing Cang repay the report, kill the account, and cultivate it to cross Mo Yuan's body, and you don't have to waste cultivation."

After hearing this, Bai Qian still couldn't be completely relieved, and said undoubtedly:

"No, no matter what, I don't worry about you going to face Qingcang alone, if you have to go, you must take me with you."

Yang Jiao looked at Bai Qian's categorical expression, did not speak again, just held her wrist, and with a movement of his mind, after leaving the two prosthetics, the two disappeared in the Fuying Hall in an instant.

Ruoshui River.

As soon as Yang Jiao took Bai Qianyi to the Ruoshui River, the land next to the Ruoshui River popped up, and he was the one who was ordered by the Heavenly Palace to guard the seal of Qingcang.

However, as soon as this land emerged, it was sealed underground by Yang Jiao's robe.

At this moment, a roar erupted from the big bell that stood in the air and burned as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth:

"Si Yin, it's you again, this monarch has been sealed by the Eastern Emperor Bell for more than 70,000 years, all thanks to your master and apprentice, sooner or later, I will break your bones and send you to see Mo Yuan."

As the words fell, the figures of the two flashed, and they stood in the void beside Donghuang Zhong.

Immediately, Bai Qian's eyes condensed slightly, and said:

"Qingcang, I didn't expect that I had only sealed you for more than three hundred years, and there were signs of instability in the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell."

A voice full of disdain came from inside the bell:

"This monarch's cultivation, how can you be out of reach, don't think that if you successfully ascend to the gods, you will be arrogant in front of me, if I break the seal, you can't hold the triad in my hands."

Suddenly, Yang Jiao said playfully:

"Oh, yes."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers at the Donghuang Bell.

"Dang!"

Suddenly, a terrible cry came from the body of the bell:

"Ahh

After a while, Qing Cang roared angrily, mixed with a trace of disbelief:

"Who are you? Why didn't Benjun sense any of your qi just now? ”

Yang Jiao carried it with one hand and said lightly:

"Mo Jiao, the one who took your dog's life today."

After a while, a sneer sounded in the bell, and then burst into laughter:

"Hehaha, even Mo Yuan can only seal me, just because you still want to kill me, it's a big mistake in the world, a big joke in the world, ridiculous, haha"

Yang Jiao continued:

"Cultivate your heirs into a Gu that boosts your own cultivation, as long as they die, your mana will be multiplied, this is the capital that you can still be arrogant even if you are sealed in the Eastern Emperor Bell?"

When Yang Jiao said the word Gu, Qing Cang's laughter had stopped abruptly, and Bai Qian was suddenly startled after hearing it, and couldn't help but scold:

"Qingcang, the beast still has the heart to lick the calf, and you directly mutilate your own children, you are simply a loss of conscience and a father in vain."

Qing Cang said coldly:

"Their lives are given by this monarch, and this monarch naturally has the right to take it back, the heavens and the earth are the greatest, and it is their life's glory to become the cultivation of this monarch."

Yang Jiao stretched out his slender fingers and struck on the bell, and Qing Cang couldn't control himself from screaming.

He spat out two words with an unchanged expression:

"Noise."

I saw Donghuang Zhong, a middle-aged man wearing hideous black armor and looking at the majestic Yin Owl, who was pierced by the bell from within, his headache was splitting, his eyes were red, and he only felt that his Yuan Shen would explode at any time.

Qing Cang endured the pain and said with difficulty:

"Boy, who are you?"

Yang Jiao suddenly didn't hear it, and said calmly:

"Maybe in your eyes, the reason why this world is interesting is because there is unfairness."

"Some people grow tall, some people grow short, some people are high and powerful, and one word can determine the life and death of thousands of living beings, and there are people who are humble and poor, and live in the world for other people's cattle and horses."

"Only those who have the strength can define the so-called right and wrong, and everything in the world is like this."

"Fair, just a joke."

"Therefore, in order to be the strongest, in order to dominate heaven and earth, you never hesitate to use any means."

His tone paused slightly:

"But, who knows, at this moment, you are like a weak person in my eyes who can be killed and killed."

Qing Cang said word by word:

"Boy, hubris."

As Yang Jiao kept knocking on the bell body, a trace of fluorescence quickly gathered in his palm.

Qing Cang seemed to sense the loosening of the seal in the Eastern Emperor Bell, his expression changed, and he laughed directly, and said indifferently:

"Haha, I see, hook the Moyuan Yuan God on the Eastern Emperor Bell, you want to resurrect Moyuan."

After he finished speaking, he let Yang Jiao gather Mo Yuan's shattered primordial spirit.

It didn't take long for a ball of light to be put into Yang Jiao's sleeve robe, and then Bai Qian gave a reassuring look, and then struck the bell body, and said unhurriedly:

"The injury 70,000 years ago has not yet healed, and he connected his life to the Eastern Emperor Bell, and it took 70,000 years to fill the bell with red lotus karmic fire."

"Once you die, this Eastern Emperor Bell will release a red lotus karmic fire, dragging the heavens and the earth to bury with you."

"Qingcang, you have a lot of ideas."

When Qing Cang heard this, he always had a feeling that he was the righteous god who was oppressed by the demons, and he couldn't help but snort coldly:

"The Eastern Emperor Bell is an infinitely powerful artifact from all over the world, with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and with me, the red lotus karmic fire that burns everything with the power of karmic fire, who in the world can stop it."

When Bai Qian on the side heard this, an unconcealable worry appeared on his face, and he hurriedly said:

"Let's notify them first, and discuss countermeasures together."

Yang Jiao waved his hand:

"It's just an uncontrollable magic weapon made the day after tomorrow, so why worry about it."

"The red lotus karmic fire, the inextinguishable fire generated by bad karma, is not much worse than the anger of Zhu Xiantai, and it is no problem."

Qing Cang obviously also heard Yang Jiao's wild words, and said sarcastically:

"Don't brag nonsense in front of me, don't you want to stabilize me and send a message behind my back to move the rescuers."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Jiao interrupted:

"Looking at your lack of energy, I know that you are still waiting for your heir to die before preparing to break the seal, so not only is you indifferent to the weakening of the seal, but you also try to threaten with words."

"Back then, the Winged Monarch Qingcang, who wanted to use the power of one clan to fight the Nine Heavenly Palace, how did he become so cowardly, why don't I help you."

When the words fell, with Yang Jiao's striking of the Eastern Emperor Bell, the bell seemed to be an endless red lotus karmic fire, and in an instant, it was refined into countless strands of pure energy.

Then Yang Jiao pinched the seal with his other hand and smashed a black light into Qing Cangmei's heart, and then, countless streams of pure energy were attracted by this black mang, and poured into it at an extremely fast speed.

In the time of more than ten breaths, there is a trend of wind and clouds in the four seas and eight wildernesses.

I saw that the blood-colored light on the shore of Ruoshui continued to infect all parts of the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, Emperor Donghua, Yehua and Zhenyan, and Bai Zhen all knew that if the water and river had changed, they came as soon as possible.

Yang Jiao refined the majestic karmic fire red lotus in the Eastern Emperor Bell into energy, and after pouring it into Qing Cang's body, he retreated not far away with Bai Qian.

"Yang Jiao, what is this?"

Bai Qian sensed the increasingly terrifying qi in the Eastern Emperor Bell and asked out loud.

"A Qing Cang who has completely recovered from his injuries can make Mo Yuan recover faster."

(End of chapter)