If there is a poem to describe the situation of the Demon Ancestor at this time, it is the only one: The world is out of my generation, and the years of time in the rivers and lakes are urging. Wang Tu is talking and laughing, and he is not drunk in the world. Lifting a sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock. The world is like a tide, people are like water, and only a few people in the rivers and lakes are back.

Even if the Demon Ancestor wants to let go of the Three Ancestors, will the Three Ancestors let the Demon Ancestor go?

This is the rivers and lakes!

This is helplessness!

Although he is a half-saint, and he has the supreme treasure Zhu Immortal Four Swords in his hand, he has no choice.

Since there is no choice, there is only one way to go to the dark.

The Demon Ancestor led countless subordinates to lie dormant in the West Kunlun, constantly accumulating the general momentum, waiting for the day when the earth would break through.

The three clans silently accumulated strength, regrouped, and constantly licked their wounds and sorted out the wounds after the war. The three clans had no choice, since they betrayed the Demon Ancestor that day, they had already doomed everything, and everything was destined to be unchangeable.

Yang Sanyang put his hands behind his back, raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes showed a touch of contemplation, constantly deducing and calculating the laws between heaven and earth.

The Golden Immortal Law he condensed was too messy, encompassing almost all the laws of the Great World, so the difficulty of the operation was also a thousand times that of others.

Fortunately, since he became a golden immortal and condensed the jade butterfly, his cultivation speed was not only not slowed down because of this matter, but also because of the subtlety of the jade butterfly, which was accelerated by an unknown number of times.

The jade butterfly is quite mysterious, and it can deduce countless laws at the same time, as if it has found some law in countless laws, as if it is a butterfly effect, and the speed of deducing the laws is not slow but increases.

"When do you plan to resurrect Nian?" Bai Ze looked at him blankly, like a puppy abandoned by his master, and his eyes showed a trace of worry.

"It's not your son, when did you become so concerned?" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze suspiciously: "Let me tell you, you must not play any conspiracy on Nian's body, otherwise I will definitely not let you go." ”

"Where, Ancestor, am I that kind of person?" Bai Ze patted his chest, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

Seeing Bai Ze with wide-eyed eyes, Yang Sanyang nodded fiercely: "Yes!"

Bai Ze's ears drooped when he heard this: "I am like this in your heart?"

"I have the Buddha's discernment, and all your disguises can't be hidden in my eyes!" Yang Sanyang showed a smile in his eyes.

Hearing this, Bai Ze's ears immediately stood up, glanced at him impatiently, and then turned to leave: "It's really boring." ”

Looking at Bai Ze's distant back, Wa jumped down from the sycamore tree with curiosity, her clothes fluttering like the goddess of life from mythology: "What is the idea of this old thing?"

"A son of a Buddha, a descendant of a saint, even if he breaks into a great disaster, there are people who endorse it" Yang Sanyang said in a low voice: "He took a fancy to a certain treasure and wanted to seize it, but he couldn't find the person who carried the black cauldron." ”

"This guy looks so cute, why is he so hateful, making trouble everywhere, asking people to carry the black pot for him" Wa's eyes were full of anger: "Look at me to teach him a lesson." ”

After a while, I heard Bai Ze's voice crying and calling his mother: "Little Pi Niang, don't go too far, Ancestor I am a saint mount!

"Are you a saint's mount, then I'm still a saint's sister!" Wa's crisp voice sounded.

Ignoring the commotion in the peach blossom forest, Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm and silently calculated: "Senior Brother Styx doesn't know what happened now...... ”

The Kirin Clan

A scenic valley, the waterfall hangs high, the big day is in the sky, the peach blossoms are three thousand miles away, countless white rabbits are playing in the peach blossom forest, and the sound of joy echoes in the mountains and forests.

On a bluestone in front of the waterfall, a young man in a bloody coat, with his hair scattered behind his head at this time, stood there quietly with his hands behind his back, looking at the big sun with a pair of eyes, and was silent for a long time.

Even dozens of steps away from the River Styx, Yang Sanyang had already smelled the heavy smell of blood, and in a trance, he seemed to hear the endless wails in the young man's body, the struggles and sobs of countless sentient beings.

"Senior brother, are you here?" Styx turned around, and the young man's face seemed to have grown a little, and he looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old in a trance, but his face became more and more old-fashioned and sluggish, like a mold, without the slightest fluctuation.

On this face, there are at least ten huiyuan, and I have never seen the slightest smile.

"When I thought of you, I naturally came. I've just relaxed recently, so I think of you!" Yang Sanyang wore a gray soap robe, slowly walked to Styx, stood still three steps away, and couldn't help frowning: "It's so thick, my mana is going to be infected by this invisible evil qi, how many creatures have you killed?"

Styx was silent when he heard this, and after a long while, he said, "I don't remember, billions or billions, is there a difference?"

"You are on the wrong path" Yang Sanyang looked at the River Styx, and a round of jade butterflies flowed in his eyes, as if he had seen through all the secrets in the River Styx: "Your cultivation secret method is too vicious, if you continue to walk, there is no hope for the Holy Road in this life." ”

Styx was silent for a long time before he said, "You are not me, and if you don't know the past me, you won't understand the present me." ”

Yang Sanyang smiled, like a spring breeze, dissolved the killing machine around the Styx, slowly came to the Styx, and stood side by side with him: "My generation of monks has always comprehended the laws of heaven and earth, and then transcended the number of lives, jumped into life and death, and ascended to the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit in the Dao of Enlightenment. And you want to create a new law, and you can imagine the difficulty of that. If you don't turn back and give you another ten yuan, you won't want to preach the Golden Immortal. ”

"What about preaching? What if I don't? I just need to get revenge! I just want all the dead people to come back to life!" Styx lowered his head, his eyes were red and swollen, and there were faint tears flowing: "Senior brother, you are the only person in the world who treats me best, you won't oppose me, will you?"

Yang Sanyang looked at the River Styx with a pair of eyes, and in his eyes, the River Styx at this time was already as his name, he was a river.

A river that is so red that it faintly begins to turn black.

The river is mighty, I don't know where it comes from, I don't know where it is going, and the souls struggle in it, but they can't get rid of it, and they keep rolling in the sea of blood.

"Is this the law you condensed?" Yang Sanyang saw the origin of the River Styx, the river that was ten thousand zhang wide and boundless.

"The sea of blood will not dry up, and the River Styx will not die!Is this the way you chose?Is this your way?" Yang Sanyang looked at the River Styx with a pair of eyes: "You will die!"

"But my people will come back to life! Die alone, live hundreds of millions of people, even if you go to the soup and fire, you will not give up!" Styx lowered his head and fell to the ground on one knee: "It's just that Styx has failed to live up to his brother's cultivation." ”

Yang Sanyang sighed and helped Styx up: "Is it worth it?"

"I carry the hopes of countless people, and countless clansmen have fought for me to fight for a ray of life, since I am alive, I must be worthy of my conscience and those dead clansmen!" Styx's eyes were burning, his voice was full of determination, and he looked directly at Yang Sanyang: "Even if I die nine times, I will not regret it." ”

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, at what moment, he seemed to think of his past, and thought of the tribe he had not been back to for a long time.

"It's not time to go back yet!At least until the tribulation of the three clans is over and I enter the Taiyi Era, I will be qualified to protect the tribe" Yang Sanyang silently lowered his head and patted Styx's emaciated shoulder: "You have killed too much, God is afraid that he will not tolerate you." ”

"So, I know my fate, as long as I can save those countless people, it's all worth it!" Styx whispered.

Yang Sanyang was silent, no longer spoke, just patted Styx on the shoulder: "This dragon and phoenix catastrophe is your chance." If you can slaughter billions of sentient beings and take away the creation of hundreds of millions of sentient beings, you may have a chance to fulfill your dreams. ”

Styx nodded vigorously, looking at Yang Sanyang's distant back, and couldn't help but have tears in his eyes: "Senior brother, junior brother can't accompany you to conquer the heavens and all worlds in the future, and reach the pinnacle of the peak, senior brother is here to make amends for you." ”

When the words fell, he fell to his knees and kept kowtowing, his voice full of choked voices.

"Alas, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future. There is always a glimmer of life in the endless road of heaven and earth!" Yang Sanyang slowly disappeared between heaven and earth, and the whole person disappeared without a trace, only the tears of the River Styx slid down his expressionless cheeks.

Those tears were bloody tears.

"Styx is so bold" The cold voice of the Taiyin Fairy sounded: "My generation of monks, it's better to do it." ”

"I'm not as good as him!" Yang Sanyang was silent for a while before he spoke.

"He gave up the Golden Immortal Avenue and turned to the law of creation, and in the future, when the law is integrated into the sea of laws, there will inevitably be a backlash, and the slightest carelessness will be his death" Taiyin Fairy said in a low voice: "If you want to integrate a new law into the law of billions, where is it so easy." His future is a dead end. ”

The operation of the laws of heaven and earth is a complete set of programs, and if you want to add another set of programs to the program, it will freeze and collapse if you are not careful.

"That's why he wants to win that glimmer of life" Yang Sanyang frowned and thought: "There is a way! There must be a way." ”

"Nuwa can create the law, and that is because she borrowed the law of the earth and the law of vitality, so she created the law of creation. And the law of the blood sea of the Styx has no foundation to rely on, even if you want to store the sea of laws, you can't find a wedge" The Taiyin fairy is not optimistic about the Styx.

"What if the law of killing and the law of death are relied on, and what about incorporating the law of death and the law of killing into the law of the sea of blood?" Yang Sanyang said in a low voice.

Hearing this, the Taiyin Fairy fell into silence, and only said after a long time: "You can try, but the chance is not big." ”

"After all, there is a chance, isn't it? I think it is better for a saint to deduce the future for him than for him to sneak around alone! I will definitely be able to find a way! I will definitely be able to!" Yang Sanyang clenched his fists firmly: "I don't have many friends in my life, and one less one dies, so I have to plan for him after all." ”