"I'm not a roundworm in your belly, but I know you must be thinking about the she-dragon in your heart, and you want to take a she-dragon to retreat."

Jin Erjiao looked at the black-horned dragon and said slowly.

"Dead ants, are you thinking about the female ants? Your whole family is thinking about the female ants."

The black-horned dragon was poked in the sore spot by Jin Erjiao, and he couldn't help but stretch his neck, staring at Jin Erjiao tightly and scolding.

"Jin Erjiao, this old boy, how did he know that the old dragon was thinking about the mother dragon."

The black-horned dragon was scolding Jin Erjiao in his mouth, and at the same time muttered secretly in his heart.

"Rogue dragon, I think what's wrong with the female ants, I'm not like you, dare to think and admit it, sullen."

With a smile in his eyes, Jin Erjiao glanced at the black-horned dragon lightly and said teasingly.

"You, dead ants......".

The black-horned dragon was angry, staring at Jin Erjiao viciously, his sleeves were rolled high, and he looked like he was going to eat people.

"Stop arguing, two".

Li Xingxing didn't speak until this time.

"Senior brother, it was the ants who said me first."

The black-horned dragon said with a black old dragon face that his face was not much worse than a horse's face.

"You said that the master has gone to retreat and cultivate, what should we do?"

Li Xingxing's gaze glanced around the faces of the Golden Erjiao, the Black Horned Jiaolong, the Desert Ape, Li Qiangang, and the Rock Giant Guan Yueshan, and then said.

"Of course we went into retreat."

After a period of silence, Jin Erjiao and the four of them replied in unison very tacitly.

"Let's go".

Li Xingxing was the first to stand up and walked towards the secret room.

"Oh my mother ant".

The black-horned dragon put down the teacup and stood up, and after squinting at Jin Erjiao, he looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Dead Dragon, Rogue Dragon~".

Jin Erjiao cursed unceremoniously towards the Black Horned Dragon.

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In a spatial crack in another space, an old man in good spirits is fighting to the death with a tiger roaring beast.

Tiger Roaring Beast is one of the giant beasts in the starry sky, its body is huge, and its combat power is extremely powerful, it is one of the most powerful beasts in the starry sky.

Tiger roaring beasts are extremely rare in the starry sky, and every time they find one, they will be killed by the monks in various ways.

Of course, when the idea of fighting the Tiger Roaring Beast was beaten, there were also many powerful monks who died in the mouth of the Tiger Roaring Beast and became the food of the Tiger Roaring Beast.

However, this Tiger Roaring Beast is full of treasures, and it has a good effect on the cultivation of monks, especially the Tiger Whip of the Tiger Roaring Beast.

It has a fatal attraction to monks, and the main effect of the tiger whip of the tiger roaring beast is to aphrodisiac nourishing the flesh and regulating the harmony of yin and yang.

After unremitting efforts and all kinds of means, the old man finally killed the tiger roaring beast.

"Hmm~".

Suddenly, the old man looked at his space ring, waved his hand, and took out a communication stone from the space ring.

"Taibao is dead, it was killed by a kid named Yang Yibu, this kid is only at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, how is it possible."

The old man stared fixedly at the message in the communication stone, for fear that he had missed a word.

The old man didn't believe that a monk at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage could kill a monk of the Mahayana stage, and before, he had never even heard of it, let alone seen it.

"It's time to go back and take a look, if I don't go back, I'm afraid the inheritance of my Zixiao Hall will be broken."

The old man muttered, throwing the teleportation stone into the space ring with a wave of his hand, and then waved his hand again to put away the corpse of the Tiger Roaring Beast that had just been killed.

With a flash of light, the figure of the old man disappeared into the spatial crack.

Time is like flowing water, and three hundred years have passed since Yang Yib's retreat.

Although three hundred years have passed, the popularity of Yang Yibu's battle against Shang Banjin and his subsequent killing of the Mahayana monk Xing Taibao is still undiminished.

It is still one of the topics that the monks talk about after dinner.

On this day, lightning and thunder suddenly thundered in the sky above the Heavenly Court, and thick dark clouds gathered in the sky above the location of the Heavenly Court, blocking the sky above the Heavenly Court into darkness.

"Something happened".

The monks of the immortal realm turned their eyes to the heavenly court, and this court was originally the object of the immortal realm monks' attention.

The reason is very simple, which is that Yang Yibu, the focal point of the fairy world, is in retreat in the secret room of the heavenly court at this time, and now there is something strange in the sky above the heavenly court.

The monks naturally connected him with Yang Yib, and all eyes were silently watching the heavenly court.

"Boom~".

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and a big hole opened in the defense array above the heavenly court, and in the golden light, a huge light rushed out of the crack.

After the light cluster broke out of the defensive array, the crack quickly closed.

The light rushed into the air and stopped, the light dissipated, and two figures appeared in the sky.

These two figures are Yang Yibu and Li Ya, who have been in retreat for 300 years.

The two looked up at the sky, nodded to each other, and separated, they were very separated from each other, and the distance between the two sides reached hundreds of millions of miles.

This is because both Yang Yibu and Li Ya have just broken through to the Mahayana period, and they now need to survive the Mahayana tribulation.

If two people cross the tribulation together, how will it increase the power of heavenly punishment, and it is not as simple as one plus one, but ten times and a hundred times more.

Above Yang Yib's head, thick clouds were constantly rolling, and electric snakes with the thickness of arms were swimming in the black clouds.

There are trillions of electric snakes swimming around, and while they swim, they collide and entangle with each other, turning into thicker electric snakes.

The clouds in the sky were thicker and thicker, and the lightning that appeared from time to time illuminated the dim and dark sky.

The thick black clouds were constantly pressing downward, getting closer and closer to the top of Yang Yibu's head.

"Boom~".

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap, and the thunder shook the heavens and the earth, resounding thousands of miles away.

At the same time as a loud sound was heard, a dazzling, thick water tank-like thunderbolt suddenly fell from the black clouds.

The target was none other than Yang Yib, who was standing in the void.

"Bang dang~".

The huge thunderbolt fell at great speed, mercilessly slashing above Yang Yib's head.

Yang Yibu did not make any resistance to this fierce thunderbolt, and he let this thick thunder bombard his head.

The power of this thunder is very huge, don't look at it is only the thickness of a water tank, but this is the thunder of the Mahayana period.

If this thunderbolt really bombarded a super-large world, no matter how strong a super-large world was.

Under such a thunderbolt, this super-large world will also be bombarded in an instant and dissipate into a cloud of smoke.

At the moment when the thunder struck Yang Yibu, countless electric snakes kept swimming on the surface of Yang Yibu's body, and after the bursts of blue smoke, Yang Yibu's hair stood on end.

"It's numb, it's really comfortable."

When the electric snake floating on his body completely dissipated, Yang Yibu opened his mouth, spat out a large mouthful of sky-blue smoke from his mouth, and said lightly.

The smoke that Yang Yib spat out of his mouth was not ordinary smoke, there were countless tiny ones in the smoke.

An electric snake as thick as a thumb swam in it.

"Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ......".

As soon as Yang Yibu's faint words fell, the black clouds in the sky seemed to be stimulated, and the speed of its rolling became more and more intense.

Countless electric snakes were like thousands of horses, churning and colliding more violently with the surging and rolling of the black clouds.

These electric snakes, like thousands of troops, seemed to understand Yang Yibu's words, and they were stimulated by Yang Yibu's words.

In the continuous violent collision and entanglement, the electric snakes completely converged together, and slowly formed a huge hammer shape.

This huge and boundless iron hammer slowly solidified, turning into a golden sledgehammer that shone with golden light.

"How can this be, how can the thunder turn into weapons, this is something that has never happened again in the history of the immortal world."

The monks of the immortal realm who were closely watching Yang Yibu looked at the giant hammer in the sky in shock and horror, and an old monk said loudly in a trembling voice.

"Yes, yes, I haven't heard of anyone who crosses the catastrophe and the thunder will turn into weapons."

Another gray-haired old monk spoke in a trembling voice, his voice filled with shock, horror, excitement, and a hint of excitement.

This gray-haired old monk was a great monk, he was a monk of the fifth level of the Mahayana period.

He was a real antique who had lived for hundreds of millions of years, and a monk who really stood at the top of the pyramid, and it was not difficult to hear from his complicated words that he seemed to be witnessing the birth of some great miracle.

"Did this Yang Yibu do something angry and resentful, which made him have this kind of vision when he crossed the Mahayana tribulation, and even God couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to chop him to death."

There are also monks who said gloomily, listening to his words, they know that this person must be Yang Yibu's enemy, and he is now eager to split Yang Yibu half to death with a thunderbolt from heaven.

"You're not right, according to the old man's opinion, this Yang Yibu is too powerful and too arrogant, didn't you hear what he said just now, he caused God's jealousy and anger, so he used mutated thunder to deal with him."

A well-informed old monk squinted his eyes and stared closely at the golden sledgehammer in the sky.

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

Another monk chimed in.

"I don't know how powerful this thunder is, and whether this Yang Yibu can follow."

A monk asked loudly, his question could be said to be to the point, to the hearts of all the monks in the fairy world, and this is exactly what the monks need to know.

"Other old men don't dare to say it, just looking at the momentum of this thunder, if the old man encountered such a perverted thunder when he crossed the Great Tribulation, the old man is sure that the old man will definitely die."

Another old monk with white hair and beard said pertinently.