Chapter Twenty-Seven: Yang Jian's Descent to Heaven (Subscription Requested)

Yang Jian followed the Heavenly Court's divine general and entered the Peach Mountain.

His heart was full of doubts, and he was ready to sacrifice a three-pointed two-edged knife, but he didn't mean to do it at all, and showed him the way before returning his head.

This is completely different from what Yang Jian thought in his heart!

Could it be that the god in front of him betrayed Haotian?

At the bottom of Peach Mountain, in a space, to be precise, this is a karst cave, with a radius of 3,000 weak water, and a stone platform in the center.

There was a woman in a long white dress, her face was beautiful, but her face was a little pale, and there was longing and worry in her eyebrows.

The stone platform is only one zhang in circumference, that is to say, the woman has been staying on the stone platform for decades.

Thundered!!!

The stone door opens.

The god general walked in with Yang Jian.

"Eldest princess, look who's coming. The god said a word, and then he withdrew.

Yang Jian saw the woman in the water, and a strong sense of cordiality came to his heart.

When the woman turned around, tears flowed from Yang Jian's eyes instantly.

"Mother.... I'm Yang Jian, I'm here to save you. ”

Yang Jian hurriedly flew towards Yunhua.

"Stand down. ”

Yun Hua was pleasantly surprised at first, then his face changed, and he hurriedly said.

But it was already too late, the moment Yang Jian approached the stone platform, a light flashed, but it was a huge force that lifted Yang Jian out and fell into the three thousand weak water.

"My son!" Yun Hua's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted.

She knew the power of the three thousand weak waters, even if the immortal gods fell into it, they would be assimilated, and within a few moments, they would turn into thick water and merge into the three thousand weak waters.

Boom!

Yang Jian jumped out of the three thousand weak water, his face was dark, he didn't expect Haotian to be so ruthless, and he also laid a ban.

"Mother rest assured, the child will definitely rescue you. ”

Yang Jian said, a three-pointed two-edged knife appeared in his hand, with such a treasure, Yang Jian was sure to split the peach mountain and save his mother out.

Of course, the most important thing is to break the ban laid by Haotian.

"My son can't, if you break the ban, Peach Mountain will collapse, and hundreds of people in the Peach Mountain Realm will be wiped out. Yunhua hurriedly stopped.

Seeing that Yang Jian entered the three thousand weak waters, he was not injured at all, and this was when Yun Hua remembered that Yang Jian was a disciple of the second generation chief of the Demon Dao, Kong Xuan Demon Monarch.

"Mother, is it just a child who watches you suffer?" Yang Jian's eyes were red, and there was a monstrous anger on his body.

He couldn't wait to hit the heavens and kill Haotian.

Yunhua showed a look of hatred on his face, and said: "Being able to see you, my mother already has comfort in my heart, being suppressed in Taoshan, it is my mother who is to blame, this is the punishment that my mother deserves, you go back." ”

Yang Jian saw the hatred in Yunhua's eyes, and thought that it was hatred for Haotian, and said: "Mother, don't worry, the child who cultivated the Mixed Yuan Nine Turns with the master is already a quasi-saint realm, and he will definitely go to Heaven to get justice for his mother." ”

As he spoke, Yang Jian was about to hold a three-pointed two-edged knife and kill towards Heavenly Court.

Yun Hua hurriedly stopped it, if Yang Jian hit the Heavenly Court, not to mention whether it was dangerous or not, just to say that the causes and consequences of this matter were caused by Yun Hua alone, what else did he have the face to ask the Heavenly Court?

"Don't go, it's not your uncle that my mother hates, it's herself. ”

Seeing the doubts on Yang Jian's face, Yunhua told Yang Jian everything.

At the beginning, Yunhua was in the lower realm, and was calculated by Yang Tianyou, and he had already seen through Yang Tianyou's calculations, but he still insisted on being with Yang Tianyou.

This not only made Heavenly Court's luck pass and caused Heavenly Court's face to be greatly damaged, but also made the Heavenly Emperor's face dull.

Especially when the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals captured Yunhua in the lower realm, Yang Tianyou's approach was not as good as that of his eldest son Yang Jiao, and Yunhua couldn't wait to scrape Yang Tianyou alive.

"Mother, is this all true?"

Yang Jian was stunned, he was only one year old at the time, where did he remember these things?

Yang Tianyou's shamelessness made Yang Jian very angry, but after all, it was his father.

"Eldest princess, let me present that scene!"

The god general once again walked into the cave, came to Yang Jian's side, waved his hand, and a picture appeared, which was the scene where the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals captured Yunhua in the lower realm.

When Yang Jian saw his master Kong Xuan appear, he knew that all this was true.

"How can this be?" said Yang Jian with some distraction.

If Haotian doesn't think about family affection and suppresses Yunhua, then as a son, even if he dies, he will save Yunhua.

But why is this so!

The reason why Haotian suppressed Yunhua was for the sake of Yunhua, and the elimination of the immortal root was to prevent Yunhua from thinking about it.

"Mother, how can the child rescue you?" Yang Jian didn't know what to do.

"My son, go back, and in five hundred years my mother will come out. Yunhua said with relief.

Yang Jian has this achievement, as a mother, Yunhua is naturally happy.

"Mother's fault, the child will be punished for you. ”

Yang Jian couldn't stand his mother anyway, and he was suppressed in Taoshan, but he couldn't resist Haotian, so he could only do this.

Yang Jian left Peach Mountain and flew towards Heavenly Court.

When he came to the South Heavenly Gate, Yang Jian said that he was out of the master's gate, and he directly entered the Heavenly Court.

Go straight to the Sky Treasure Palace.

Haotian and the gods were discussing the matter of the Eastern Transmission of the Demon Dao, and Yang Jian broke into the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

"Bold, who are you, dare to trespass into the Lingxiao Treasure Palace!"

A celestial god, holding a bell and drum, looked at Yang Jian angrily.

Yang Jian went to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall for the first time, and looked around, in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, there were more than 300 gods, all of whom were cultivators above the quasi-saints.

There are a few more, even Yang Jian can't see through them, and they are obviously Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal.

"Yunhua is my mother, and I came here to receive it on behalf of my mother, and I also ask the Emperor of Heaven to release my mother. Yang Jian looked at Haotian and said.

"Are you Yang Jiao? or Yang Jian?" Haotian's majestic voice sounded.

On the top of the main hall, all the gods looked at Yang Jian, and it was rumored that Yang Jiao worshiped the sect, and Yang Jian worshiped under Kong Xuan's seat.

No matter which one it is, it's all a descendant of the Demon Dao, and it can't be easily provoked.

"I'm Yang Jian. ”

Yang Jian's eyes were very complicated when he looked at Haotian, this was his uncle, but because of his mother's affairs, he didn't know what to call it, so he simply didn't call it.

"Yunhua is my sister, the eldest princess of the heavenly court, you are Yunhua's child, and I am also my nephew, your mother violated the rules of heaven and deserves to be punished.

Haotian said lightly.

"What if I insist on rescuing my mother?" Yang Jian's voice became heavy.

"Then you have two choices, one is to take my sword, and the other is to be a god in heaven, put your mother's sin on you, and make meritorious deeds. ”

Yang Jian was silent, and when he received Haotian's sword, he was absolutely dead.

But if he is a god in the heavenly court, this is not good, he is a descendant of the demon path, and he has no master's order, how can he be a god in the heavenly court?