The location of the flood corresponding to the Nine Shadows is somewhere in the East China Sea in the world.

A world of mythology, the ocean is endless.

Bai Yao admired the sea view for a while, and his heart was full of relief.

What happened recently has been so smooth.

At one point, he wondered if there was something big waiting for him in the back?

Far away from Chentang Pass, this is already a place outside the square.

There are many fairy islands, and Jinao Island is also in the East China Sea.

Close your eyes and feel the thoughts left on the Chaos warriors, and find that everything is going well in the war.

All the passages to the upper realm were blocked by Kong Xuan and others, and the army of all the clans in the upper realm was left behind in the lower realm and became the whetstone of the Chaos Legion.

"In less than two months, you can win three thousand small worlds."

Baiyao estimated the time.

The order he gave was to occupy it by bloody means, and even a cultivator who surrendered to sincerity had to be sealed as a mortal before he could do it.

Fortunately, he had enough force to maintain the rule of the Great Shang, and how to receive and manage the territory was something that Di Xin should have been worried about.

Landing on an uninhabited island, the sun is shining as far as the eye can see, and the soft sand and gravel are relaxing to step on.

He shouted into the air:

"Jomosi."

The golden red figure appeared, knelt on the ground and saluted:

"The disciple is here."

"How's the Western Devil doing?"

"Zhun Ti listens to the Mahayana Dharma every day, and he doesn't know where to go on the other end."

Qiao Moxi had never been in contact with the introduction, and the Western Sect had also given up on Lingshan, so he had no chance to cross the channel.

Bai Yao looked at him and asked:

"Is Mahayana Buddhism useful for Zhun Ti?"

Qiao Moxi sighed slightly, shook his head and said:

"This demon's sin is so deep that it is rare in heaven and earth, and the disciples chant the Dharma day and night, but it has no effect."

Bai Yao smiled, how could the saint be transformed?

But......

The two saints of the West have not moved for so long, is it because they are afraid?

Impossible.

Baiyao knew that he had survived until now because the two Western saints were afraid of humanity.

He had never seen a scene of Zhun Ti and receiving a spell with all his might until now.

The saint is still a mortal threat to him.

Regardless of the position, there is a terrifying disparity in strength.

He couldn't make a blow to make Yuanfeng's body collapse.

But the magic weapon that entrusts the power of the saint can be easily done.

What's more, it was the saint who took action himself?

"Go back, if you don't forget, there will be an echo, as long as you persevere, you will definitely be able to overcome the evil spirit. But if the evil demon has any abnormal movement, he will immediately come back and tell me that the catastrophe is caused by the evil spirit, and I hope you can take up the burden of saving the common people. ”

Bai Yao said earnestly to Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo knew that now heaven and earth had launched a slaughter that swept all races, and with compassion on his face, he nodded:

"The disciple will live up to the trust of his honor."

After speaking, he continued to make a scalp for Zhun Ti to kill chickens.

Bai Yao picked up a strangely beautiful shell, waved the sand on it, and turned into wind and fire and went to Chaoge.

The speed was very fast, and after a short time, he saw the coastline, which was the location of the original Chentangguan.

The castle was not rebuilt, it was in ruins.

Because Dazhu likes to sacrifice the princes the most, the princely system has existed in name only.

The princes who were still alive submitted documents one after another, hoping to incorporate the land of Fang State into the rule of the Great Shang, and asked the imperial court to cancel their status as princes.

When you are a prince, your life is in danger.

Therefore, there is no need to build a border pass here to guard against the rebellion of the princes.

Besides, the big merchants are about to relocate, and this place has been abandoned.

However, on the coastline, there are many dragons kneeling.

With a sweep of his senses, he heard them whispering:

"Just know how to cry! Sick of it! If you are reluctant to die, we will? ”

"But... But being sacrificed to life sounds really painful, and the patriarchs were burned alive..."

"What patriarch! Do you want the East China Sea Dragon Clan to be destroyed because of it?! Ao Guang is an evil dragon! ”

The white medicine fell in front of this group of East China Sea dragon clans.

In an instant, these young dragons seemed to have fallen into the shadow that shrouded the heavens and the earth, and all of them were silent and did not dare to speak.

"The East China Sea Dragon Clan, you're the only one left?"

Bai Yao found that they were all young dragons, some of whom were even a few hundred years old.

Suddenly, a little female dragon in human form, frightened to the extreme, suddenly burst into tears.

"Wow wow! I don't want to be a sacrifice! ”

The dragons turned pale and hurriedly tried to cover her mouth.

Bai Yao kowtowed, directly muted her, and said impatiently:

"Didn't hear my question?"

Finally, a young man with relatively pure blood replied:

"Tell Da Zhu, because of the evil dragon Ao Guang, the descendants of the Dragon King of the East China Sea have been killed by the three elders, and the remaining dragon clans are ordered by the three elders to select sacrifices every day to go ashore for Da Zhu to choose!"

"Ao Ting can do it." Bai Yao smiled, he was not short of sacrifices at the moment, whether it was a national sacrifice or a sacrifice to Pangu, the Nether Realm had enough.

He found that it was impossible to get Pangu to appear in the temple and sacrifice the flood waste.

What can be done is to call on the avenue of power, to perceive its power to shatter the three thousand avenues.

"In addition to eating and killing, you don't have much karmic debt, so let those old guys kneel in the future."

With a word, Bai Yao was exempted from the status of sacrifices of these young dragons.

In the Gate of the Great Tribulation, if he is a bystander, his perception of the ancient dragon clan is still quite good.

Very united, and extremely caring for the juniors in the group, on the battlefield, the old dragon clan will even choose to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the young dragon's life.

The dragon clan of the East China Sea is simply not worthy of the word dragon, the old guy hides in the sea, but lets the young dragon come out as a sacrifice.

The dragons looked ecstatic, as if they were listening to the sound of the Holy Voice.

Suddenly, a dragon's eyes dimmed and lost his lustre.

After a moment, he shook his head, his body was controlled, and called:

"Great wishes!"

Bai Yao was about to leave, and turned around and said, "Ao Ting? ”

Ao Ting controlled Xiaolong's body and stood up, and said with a flattering smile:

"It's the little dragon."

After saying that, he walked straight to the little female dragon who was crying just now, and kicked it in the beautiful face:

"Cry, cry, cry! If you make a big noise, this seat will tear you apart! ”

The name of the true dragon of the Four Seas Dragon Clan is only for the dragons in the desolate lands.

For the ancient dragons who returned to the ruins, they were just some dispensable miscellaneous dragons.

Bai Yao didn't bother to care about him teaching the clansmen, and asked directly:

"What?"

Ao Ting hurriedly stopped, bent down and came to him with a smile and said:

"I just want to make a big wish, come to meet the big wish, and by the way, ask the dragon clan to get rid of the ruins ......"

It is really difficult for Bai Yao to connect the current Ao Ting with the dragon clan fierce general in the Gate of the Great Tribulation.

The difference is just too great.

One is as humble as a dog, and the other is mighty and domineering, daring to fight the two elders of the Feng clan.

"You don't have to wait twenty years, when this time is over, I will start working on the plan to help you get rid of the ruins."

Baiyao said.

He sacrificed to Pangu, in addition to being the avenue of strength, he also hoped to be involved in cause and effect with Pangu.

Even if it was just the Dao of Harmony and Force, he would be able to enter the Gate of the Great Tribulation.

At that time, he will be able to find a way to obtain the key innate treasure of the Taiji Diagram.

When the time comes, wouldn't it be easy to invite Nuwa, who is united with man and nature, and Houtu, who is united with earth and man, to solve the problem of returning to the ruins?

I'm afraid that without the Taiji diagram, Nuwa and Houtu can also do it.

When Ao Ting heard this, his mouth smiled crookedly, and he hurriedly patted his ass and said:

"Da Zhu is really the savior of the dragon clan! I heard that you abolished Haotian with one move?

Rumor! It must be a rumor! Haotian's kind of crumbs, how can it withstand your move?

Alas, let you deign to do it yourself, Xiaolong is ashamed......

Wait for the little dragon to come out, what bullshit all races and saint great sects, where do you point, where does the little dragon fight! ”

…

Seeing that Ao Ting became more and more energetic the more he spoke, Bai Yao hurriedly raised his hand and said:

"Stop, get out of here."

After a pause, he stared at Ao Ting and said:

"Remember what you promised me, if you break it, even if you come out, I can let you go back."

Ao Ting quickly returned to the beach and knelt down.

Bai Yao turned around, and all the dragons shouted in unison:

"Congratulations—"

(End of chapter)