Yang Jian was silent, just looked at the proud Taishang Zhenjun with an expressionless face.

Sanshen Zhenren and Shiji Niangniang also seemed to understand what Yang Jian meant, and they were both holding their respective spiritual treasures, and their vitality was constantly shaking.

Taishang Zhenjun's laughter stopped abruptly, and he glared at Yang Jian incredulously: "Are you crazy? Do you think I'm joking?"

Yang Jian chuckled: "Of course not, after all, you are a dignified Golden Immortal powerhouse, I believe that if you die, you will definitely pull me on my back!"

"I know why don't you hurry up and release Ben Zhenjun!"

Taishang Zhenjun snorted, but his heart was a little hairy, because at this moment, Yang Jian's gaze was extremely strange, as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Hehe, of course it's okay to put it!" Yang Jian paused, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But you have to leave something?"

Taishang Zhenjun's face changed, and he instinctively thought of his Ancestral Spirit Treasure Ice Dragon Whip, and immediately screamed: "Impossible! I'd rather die than give you the Ice Dragon Whip!"

Yang Jian shook his head: "I don't know, so I don't want your Ice Dragon Whip, as long as you have everything except the Ice Dragon Whip!"

With that, Yang Jian pointed to Taishang Zhenjun's storage ring with an indifferent face, and said lightly: "Zhenjun, you only have two principles now, one, drop the ring and get out of the way with your ice dragon whip, and second, you can try to see if you can kill me before being banned and counterattacked!"

Taishang Zhenjun's face turned blue and red, and finally glanced at Yang Jian and the three of them with a resentful face, took out the ice dragon whip in the ring casually, and threw the storage ring to Yang Jian with a wave of his hand.

Yang Jian took it and glanced at it with his divine sense, and when he saw the familiar black stick, he was overjoyed, but on the surface, he waved his hand quietly: "Okay, you can go!"

After that, the Qiankun Boundary Monument put away all the Sun True Flames, and the Three Gods True Man and Shi Ji Niangniang also put away their respective spiritual treasures.

"Okay, I remember you, Yang Jian, we'll meet later!"

Seeing that Yang Jian kept his promise to let him go, Taishang Zhenjun glared at Yang Jian resentfully again, and galloped away into the distance without hesitation.

Now that he only has the body of the Yuan God left, he doesn't dare to delay at all, for fear that Yang Jian's remorse will really force him to die with Yang Jian.

After all, in his opinion, Yang Jian's life is not valuable, he is the most noble Taishang Zhenjun.

At this time, seeing that Taishang Zhenjun had disappeared, the three gods and Shi Ji Niangniang flew to Yang Jian's side, and Shi Ji Niangniang said with a worried face: "Yang Jian, I will follow you when I go out, lest this Taishang Zhenjun find a chance to kill you!"

Yang Jian smiled slightly, feeling a little moved in his heart.

The three gods also said in a deep voice: "Brother, I just heard that this person is behind him is the court, I'm afraid that things are not so simple, you have to be more careful!"

Yang Jian laughed: "Brother, others don't know, don't you know my brother's background?"

The three gods were stunned for a moment, and then as if they thought of something, they shook their heads and smiled: "Look at my head, I have forgotten your master!"

"Master?" Shi Ji Niangniang looked at Yang Jian with a stunned expression: "Who is your master?"

Yang Jian smiled: "Wait out, I'll give it to you!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" I don't know what I thought, Shi Ji Niangniang's face turned red, and she had the expression of a good daughter-in-law.

The three gods next to him winked at Yang Jian, with an expression that his younger brother and sister were not bad.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, so he had to change the topic: "Let's go, without further ado, let's go to this Houyi's thatched house first!"

Shi Ji Niangniang remembered what was going on, and her expression suddenly became excited.

The three gods didn't feel anything, but shrugged their shoulders and signaled Yang Jian to decide to go to school by himself

Seeing this, Yang Jian did not postpone it, and flew towards the thatched house in an instant, and the three gods and Shiji Niangniang hurriedly followed.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian and the three of them did not encounter any trouble when they entered the thatched house, on the contrary, everything was so smooth, as if this was an ordinary thatched house.

As the door was gently pushed open, Yang Jian's faces changed, and they looked at a young man in cloth clothes and straw shoes sitting in the room in disbelief.

"Hou Yi!"

The three gods lost their voices.

This time, not only Yang Jian, but the three of them were all stunned!

Hou Yi!

That is the existence of the first god of war under the ancestral witch, plus a first treasure shooting sun god bow, its strength is completely comparable to that of Yasheng, even the emperor at the peak of Yasheng did not dare to despise it.

However, the next moment, the three gods frowned and said, "No, why is your aura so weak?"

Yang Jian was shocked, hurriedly opened his eyes, and suddenly found that the man in front of him who was suspected of being Hou Yi was just a primordial phantom.

"You are Hou Yi's Yuan Shen Fragment!"

Yang Jian seemed to understand something, and his face was shocked.

At this time, Hou Yi turned his head to look at the three of them, and when he noticed Yang Jian, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure: "He stays, you two go out!"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the three gods and Shi Ji Niangniang changed.

And Yang Jian seemed to think of something, and said to Erru: "You guys go out, Houyi Dawu won't hurt me!"

The three gods were slightly stunned, as if they had thought of something, nodded thoughtfully, and exited the thatched house without hesitation.

Shi Ji Niangniang was out of trust in Yang Jian, and after looking at Yang Jian worriedly, she did not hesitate to leave.

At this point, only Yang Jian was left in the thatched house to face Hou Yi's Yuan Shen fragment.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to see the bloodline heir of the ancestral witch before I died, it is really the mercy of the father!"

Hou Yi looked at Yang Jian, his eyes were as if the elders in the family were looking at his juniors.

Yang Jian bowed his hand and said respectfully: "Junior Yang Jian has seen Houyi Dawu!"

"Well, have you seen Houtu Ancestor Witch?"

"Yes!" Yang Jian paused, and then recounted what happened with Houtu Ancestor Wu.

Hou Yi listened to it again and again, especially after knowing that the Wu clan still survived and only moved to the underworld, he suddenly burst into tears: "Father bless my Wu clan!"

Yang Jian was a little emotional and silent.

At this time, Hou Yi looked at Yang Jian and said seriously: "Yang Jian, since Hou Tu Ancestor Wu even gave you the Eye of the Six Paths, it can be seen that you are the person she chose, I am now a fragment, I have nothing to help you, I can only teach you what I have learned in my life!"

He closed his eyes and smiled, "Come, devour me!"

Yang Jian was startled, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, how can I devour you!"

Hou Yi opened his eyes, his gaze calm: "Yang Jian, even if you don't swallow it, I will disappear later, then the battle skills of my Wu clan will really be lost, so how can I meet the ancestor witch?"

Yang Jian was speechless, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.