With such a big black cauldron on his back, it is the luck of the heavens that he can live past the age of eight hundred and ninety-five in this life, and he is only eight hundred and ninety-four years old this year.

He's not reconciled!

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of madness flashed in Shen Gongbao's eyes.

No matter who wants their own life, they can't be caught with their hands, even if they are saints, they have to fight!

However, at this moment, Shen Gong Leopard. What I don't know is that his whereabouts have already been sold.

“………”

More than half a month later, through various means, Yuan Shi Tianzun finally found the hiding place of Shen Gongbao.

Outside the ordinary hill, Yuan Shi stood outside the mountain with a gloomy face.

In the next second, Yuan Shi's left hand waved slightly, slashing through the mountain, and the formation, which broke in an instant.

Shen Gongbao, who had been hiding in the cave, constricted his pupils after seeing the long-lost sunshine, and a trace of fear and fear flashed in his eyes.

He knew someone had found him.

Just as Shen Gongbao looked ahead with apprehension, a voice that made him feel cold and familiar, as if it was a nightmare, clearly reached his ears.

…………

"Shen Gongbao, long time no see!"

This voice that forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart made Shen Gongbao feel like falling into an ice cave, his hands and feet were cold, and he almost collapsed to the ground in fright.

"This is the beginning, the voice of this old immortal..."

After hearing this familiar voice, Shen Gongbao's whole person immediately trembled, he almost didn't need to think about it, he subconsciously thought of the Yuan Shi Tianzun who made him hate and fear!

This kind of fear and hatred is engraved in the bones!

…………

The other side!

When Yuan Shi, who was standing outside the mountain, saw the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeky face, the anger in his heart could hardly be contained.

Yuan Shi determined the true identity of Shen Gongbao at a glance.

It's that stupid and ugly dead leopard!

That's this garbage!

I have harmed myself, and I have lost all my precious skin.

It's so bad that he doesn't have the face to go out to meet people, and it's this bastard who makes him the laughing stock of the entire desolate world.

Even if it was all the enemies, it was far inferior to the evil things that Shen Gongbao had done to him!

As for whether Shen Gongbao is true or not, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, the important thing is that Shen Gongbao, this identity exists in the flood for a day, and his face can't be recovered for a day.

…………

The power of the Yuqing Dao was surging in Yuan Shi's body, and the Innate Supreme Treasure Pangu Banner immediately appeared in his left hand.

Just as Shen Gongbao opened his mouth to defend something, the Innate Supreme Treasure Pangu Banner in Yuan Shi's hand immediately pointed at Shen Gongbao.

“………”

However, before Shen Gongbao looked nervous and wanted to defend something, Yuan Shi's indifferent voice immediately came.

"Shen Gongbao, I want to extract your soul and torture for millions of years to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Yuan Shi looked at the ugly face of the sharp-beaked monkey, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and the Pangu flag in his hand immediately flashed a little cold!

Looking at Yuan Shi, who didn't want to hear his explanation at all, Shen Gongbao knew that there was no need to explain!

Or even if he explained, Yuan Shi would not let him go.

Because of his identity, it is no longer useful, and Yang Jian, who originally faintly protected him, has now used him as an abandoned son who used himself to violence.

“………”

Yuan Shi here.

Although it is now the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the heavens are chaotic, and it is not easy to find people, but for a saint of the level of Yuan Shi, if he really takes it seriously, unless he is a strong person of the same level, it is difficult to hide his search.

Even if he knew that he couldn't escape, for the sake of his own life, Shen Gongbao still decided to give it a go, and after throwing a few magic weapons at Yuan Shi, he instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared in place.

Looking at Shen Gongbao who fled into the distance, Yuan Shi sneered, and with a slight touch of his left hand, those magic weapons were exposed one after another.

In the next second, Yuan Shi's body moved slightly, and he appeared in front of Shen Gongbao.

In Shen Gongbao's desperate eyes, Yuan Shi's five fingers stretched out and pressed on Shen Gongbao's head.

Shen Gongbao's mouth let out a series of screams, and then his physical body collapsed, leaving only a trace of soul.

And at this time, the broken flesh and blood of Shen Gongbao did not strangely scatter outside, but turned into a demonic shadow.

……

Looking at this strange shadow, Yuan Shi's pupils shrank slightly, he didn't know where he was that this was the main master.

Staring at the vague shadow in front of him, Yuan Shi's eyes were full of gloom, and he said in a gloomy tone: "It turns out that you have been pretending to be Shen Gongbao, and you have done all those bad things." ”

Yuan Shi really thought about it a long time ago, just a heavenly immortal realm. Shen Gongbao, how could he suddenly obtain the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor and become the second generation of the Demon Ancestor?

Therefore, when he found out that Shen Gongbao was not as strong as he imagined, Yuan Shi did not feel so surprised!

Of course, by now, it doesn't matter if Shen Gongbao really betrayed him, or if he betrayed him fakely.

As a big man on the top, there is always a need for some lackeys.

He knew that his disciples and grandchildren were a group of useless people, but some simple things could still be done, and it was precisely because of this that he kept them.

The shadow clone that Yang Jian left in Shen Gongbao's body stood in front of Yuan Shi.

Yang Jian's shadow clone, looking at Yuan Shi in front of him, in his eyes, he did not hide his contempt for this saint, as if he had always stood on a high place, looking down on this saint!

"Yuan Shi Tianzun."

"You idiot, did it take so long to find out?"

"Do you think that you are a descendant of Pangu, and everyone must obey and attach themselves to you?"

A mocking smile flashed at the corner of Demon Shadow Yang Jian's mouth, as if he was ridiculing Yuan Shi's innocence and stupidity.

"The flood is not a playground for you saints to play with at will, old saints, sooner or later you will be swept into the garbage like garbage. in the barrel. ”

……

"The rat hiding in the gutter dares to make such a big statement, it's really looking for death!"

After Yuan Shi heard Yang Jian's words, he didn't want to say anything to him anymore, so he waved his sleeves and directly shattered this demon shadow.

And after this demon shadow was shocked, not only did it not dissipate, but turned into a blood arrow, shooting straight at Yuan Shi.

Looking at this blood arrow, Yuan Shi snorted coldly, and wanted to use the saint's protective mana to shatter this blood arrow.

However, he didn't expect that this blood arrow was completely different from ordinary blood arrows, and it could pass through his saint body and shoot straight into his body.

“………”

This blood arrow is not an ordinary blood arrow, but it is made of the ashes of the River Styx, and the rich filthy power hidden in it can be called terrifying.

Once it is put into the body, even if it is with the dignity of a saint, if you want to completely discharge it or refine it, I am afraid it will take several years.

And this is what Yang Jian wants most.

This is also the last value of Shen Gongbao for Yang Jian.

“………”

Just when Shen Gong Leopard's soul was destroyed, Yang Jian, who was hiding in the sea of blood, smiled slightly after discovering that the prohibition he had hidden on Shen Gong Leopard's body was activated.

Time is in a hurry, and ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and there are still three days left before the time agreed between Yang Jian and Tongtian.

………………

In the Palace of the Sea of Blood.

"Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, Jieyin, Zhun Ti, and the Jade Emperor are indeed allies, but it seems that the gods are together, just for the sake of the big cake of the sect, a temporary alliance..."

"When they really encounter problems, they will only protect each other, and they will not really care about the lives of others, and this is our opportunity."

"Strong but not united, this gives us a chance to break through."

Yang Jian, who was sitting on the main seat, sneered playfully.

“…………”

Hearing Yang Jian say this, Tongtian touched the Qingping sword on his waist and replied in a gloomy tone.

"I can endure anything else, but if I want the lives of my disciples and grandchildren, then I will want their lives first."

Tongtian thought for a moment again, and asked with a little hesitation: "By the way, what do you say Nuwa has to do with them, and why do you want to help them disturb the foundation of Yin Shang?"

“…………”

"Whatever, if Nuwa is really involved, then we will even do it with her."

Yang Jian's face was calm, and he said in a flat tone, as if he was talking about a very trivial matter.

Although Yang Jian didn't know what Nuwa was planning, was it nothing more than using each other, and could there be any other reason?

This kind of unstable alliance of interests is terrible, but it is not terrible, and Yang Jian believes that Nuwa is not a fool.

When she saw clearly how deep the water in this chess game was, this shrewd and abnormal woman would not be stupid to wade into this troubled water.

………

"Compared to this, I'm more curious about your Zhuxian Great Array, how is the preparation of the Ten Thousand Immortal Great Array?"

After talking about Nuwa's question, Yang Jian's tone changed and he asked with a little curiosity.

The Tongtian Sect Master is not only the number one sword cultivator in the flood wilderness, but also the number one formation mage in the flood wilderness.

Through the ten years of careful improvement by the Tongtian Sect Master, the Great Array of Immortals and the Great Array of Ten Thousand Immortals, even if there is no reborn growth, it should be improved.

Hearing Yang Jian's question, Tongtian smiled proudly, and then told Yang Jian some esoteric formation knowledge about the saint-level formation.

Yang Jian, who has most of the memories of Demon Ancestor Luohu, although he is not as good as Tongtian, can still interject a few words in terms of formation.

In addition to the way of the sword, Tongtian's favorite is the way of formation, and now it is rare to meet a formation master of the same grade, and once this interest comes, it can't be stopped.

Talking about the itchy place, Tongtian slapped his thigh, happily took out the wine that had been treasured for countless years, and said happily: "Today, the two of us, have a good drink, don't get drunk and don't go home!" ”