Three days later.

Yang Jiao was wearing a single robe and sat quietly on the couch.

He was full of deep energy, and he had completely entered the realm of Taiyi, and the shadow of Cheng Shaoshang had long been lost on the couch, but she sacrificed herself and turned it into food for herself to break into the realm of Taiyi.

Yang Jiao suddenly raised his hand, lifted his sleeve robe, and saw a deep meshing mark on his arm, and suddenly the momentum in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace in the main world was agitated, and Yang Jiao's main body was like a heavy injury, spurting out a mouthful of dark blood.

He also lifted his robe, and saw a deep meshing mark on his arm, and his head instantly cracked, as if it was about to explode.

On the other side, the world of Daming Fenghua, the east of the East China Sea, suddenly appeared wind and rain.

Yang Jiao pinched his eyebrows, and when he broke through, his own qi couldn't help but alarm the Ten Directions Divine Spirit, and that demonic deep arrogance directly led to not only the Heavenly Court sending an army, but also many Buddhist people.

When he got up, his robe was already put on, and he disappeared in place.

On the ten-mile peach forest, Yang Jiao stood in front of the gods and Buddhas.

"What a fierce demon, if you don't tie your hands and catch it, we can take you lightly, so that your soul can be reincarnated." In front of the Heavenly Court army, a majestic middle-aged man holding a pagoda in his hand shouted.

"Li Tianwang, it's not necessary, it's not necessary, this person hasn't done anything, why be so decisive." I saw a guy with a pig's head and a human body coming out of Buddhism.

"Tianpeng, you must know that you are now the messenger of the pure altar of Buddhism, and I hope that you will correct your position, don't beak my heavenly court, moreover, this fang is full of the breath of sin and iniquity, killing more than tens of millions of living beings, such a big demon, how can you not correct the Fa on the spot, I am now with Your Majesty's will, come to kill the demon and eliminate the demon." King Tota Li said coldly.

"Now I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you, just ask, would you like to bow down for me?" Yang Jiao stood with his eyes down, without any emotional fluctuations.

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Bajie immediately dragged a monkey over and said in a loud voice:

"We're willing, we're willing, your old man should still know me."

Before he could speak, Yang Jiao sent out a fierce aura that swept through the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, and the vast and endless regions.

I saw that this momentum was like overturning the world and turning heaven and earth upside down, and immediately made the faces of everyone on the opposite side appear with incredible despair.

A long sword that seemed to contain immeasurable demonic energy manifested in Yang Jiao's hand, and at this moment, above the void, the divine power of the imperial dragon qi and the grand and peaceful Buddha light were manifested.

"Ami."

Just as Rulai just opened his mouth to speak, the sword in Yang Jiao's hand rippled with boundless blood, evolving and destroying the Tao and law of the three worlds of heaven, earth and man, he didn't have the slightest nonsense, and slashed out with a sword.

"Boom!"

In a trance, the blood light not only covered the whole body of the Jade Emperor and Rulai, but also covered Li Jing and other heavenly soldiers and generals, Guanyin and other people in Buddhism.

The blood was gone, all the bodies were destroyed, and the primordial gods were scattered and died.

This scene made Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong, the only two survivors, look creepy and palpitating.

Not long after, Yang Jiao sat on the throne of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall in a grand manner, and both the immortals and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas below bowed their heads.

Overworld.

Yang Jiao slowly walked out of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, and as soon as his mind turned, he came to the Yang Mansion compound at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Yaoji and Yang Chan drinking tea and chatting.

"Tsk, the Great Heavenly Emperor Jiao, who has been in the heavenly court all the year round, will deign to come to the mouth of the river today, it is really a rare guest." As soon as Yang Chan saw her eldest brother, she couldn't help but make a noise.

"Recently, I had a dream, and found that there was a goddess in Huashan who did not think about divine responsibility, and I don't know what was lost in my mind, but I fell in love with a scholar who could not write anything, did not do martial arts, was not strong, had no ambition, and was extremely wasteful.

After Yang Jiao finished speaking slowly, Yang Chan stopped and said to Yaoji:

"Mother, look at the eldest brother, how can you say this about your own sister, and the spell that I used for a thousand years before, so I still remember it deeply, as if I was injured by something."

"But the eldest brother is good, he has always been a posture that has nothing to do with him, hanging high, as if the culprit is not him."

"I have found out that since he became the Emperor of Heaven, my own sister has become an immortal god under him, and there is no family affection at all."

The more she spoke, the more energetic she became:

"Obviously, it was a spell he personally cast on me, whether I would fall in love with a mortal, didn't he, the Emperor of Heaven, already know it."

"And, since I became the Three Holy Mothers of Huashan, not to mention how conscientious I am, I am afraid of embarrassing him as a big brother, but it turned out to be good, and now as soon as we meet, I will start arranging me."

Yang Chan held Yaoji's arm:

"Mother, since you were a child, you like to reprimand me and my second brother, and you haven't taught your eldest brother much, you see, that's why he has the bad character he has now."

"Okay, how old are you, and you like to be petty, if you didn't have a tone that is not yin or yang at the beginning, why would you be choreographed, you don't know, your eldest brother will not spoil you like your second brother."

Yaoji nodded Yang Chan's nose: "You, you like to ask for hardship." ”

"Hmph, my mother is really eccentric." The corners of Yang Chan's mouth twitched.

Yang Jiao came over and sat in front of them, picked up the cup on the table by himself, poured a cup of hot tea, and took another sip of tea.

"Jiao'er, what are you?" Yao Ji noticed that Yang Jiao looked very deep.

"When the cultivation reaches a bottleneck, I come out to relax, and then I plan to retreat." Yang Jiao smiled.

"The most important thing to avoid in practice is impatience, you should have a number in your heart." Yao Ji's expression relaxed.

Yang Chan's expression moved slightly, she suddenly got up, sat next to her eldest brother, and smiled sweetly:

"I heard my second brother say that you have always been brave and diligent in your cultivation, and now you can be regarded as a bottleneck."

She immediately noticed that her tone seemed to reveal something, and immediately said seriously:

"General cultivation has encountered a bottleneck, either because of insufficient talent and understanding, or insufficient cultivation resources, or lack of mental character."

"Big brother, if you have become the Emperor of Heaven, it will definitely not be a matter of talent and comprehension, cultivation resources."

Yang Chan's tone paused slightly, and then she saw the poor dagger:

"Therefore, it must be a matter of the mind, it just so happened that I learned this dream from the second brother's hand before, after my years of practice and personal understanding, I have mastered this technique, this is an excellent technique for cultivating the mind."

When she said this, she couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart and grinned:

"The so-called fighting tiger has to be a brother, you must teach the father and son soldiers when you go into battle, the little sister is a desperate plan, and the eldest brother can't bear to be trapped in the bottleneck of cultivation, so let me, my own sister, help you."

Yang Jiao's eyebrows raised slightly:

"Yang Chan, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are a lot bolder, teach you a good one today, your eldest brother is your eldest brother after all."

After the words fell, Yang Chan had an extra jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Ten steps." Yang Jiao spit out two words.

Yang Chan was like a puppet being manipulated, her figure took ten steps back directly, and she hurriedly called for help:

"Mother, save me, I can't control my body anymore."

(End of chapter)