The strong man wearing a black Taoist robe, holding a tiger-patterned stick, and showing his domineering appearance was the great disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master Heihu Taoist.

"Senior Brother!" The Bull Demon King looked very respectful and restrained and stepped forward to salute the Heihu Taoist.

He glanced at the Bull Demon King, and the majestic Taoist Heihu couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied: "Kui Niu, you are also a second-generation disciple of my Jie Sect. I have been listening to the sermons under the teacher for many years, but I still feel so bad. I can't even handle Taiyi's move. It's really embarrassing to me Jie Sect."

When the Niu Demon King heard this, he suddenly had a cold sweat on his forehead and did not dare to say more. The status of the Black Tiger Taoist in the Jie Sect is like the status of the Qinglian Taoist under the Sect of Creation. Although the Niu Demon King is also considered to be the same as the Daoist in Heihu, he faces the Black Tiger Taoist as if he is facing a strict elder, and does not dare to neglect at all.

"Taiyi, you should know that Kui Niu is the teacher's mount and is my Jie Sect's person. He dares to attack him so arrogantly. Could it be that he doesn't take his master Tongtian's master seriously and bullies me Jie Sect's no one?" Seeing the embarrassing look of Niu Demon King, Heihu Taoist who shook his head slightly turned to look at Taiyi Zhenren with a lightning look and said coldly.

When he heard the words of the Heihu Taoist, Taiyi Zhenren changed his face and said hurriedly: "Senior Brother Heihu, Taiyi has no intention! It was just that because the Bull Demon King interfered in the affairs of my Ansect and stopped me from grabbing the witch who killed my Yuxu Sect, so there was such a conflict."

"Witch?" Indra, who had a cold light flashed in his eyes, spoke: "Taiyi Zhenren, are you talking about my daughter?"

Taiyi Zhenren looked up at Di Shitian with a cold expression. He was afraid of the Heihu Taoist, but he would not care about Di Shitian: "Is Di Shitian! Is it reasonable for your daughter to kill my Yuxu's disciple?"

"So what if you kill it? Taiyi Zhenren, are you going to provoke a conflict between the Yuxu lineage and the Creation lineage for this?" The Holy Mother of Red Flower looked at Taiyi Zhenren with a light eyebrows, with a cold tone.

Listening to the words of the Virgin Mary of Red Flower, Taiyi Zhenren jumped and suddenly looked a little unnatural and said with a slightly unnatural expression: "What, Virgin Mary of Red Flower. Can you easily kill my Yuxu's children?"

"Hey! Don't change the topic!" The Heihu Taoist who raised his hand lightly smiled and said, "Taiyi, as you said before, Kui Niu helped Honghua's daughter, so you attacked him. What do you mean is that Kui Niu is wrong first?"

He frowned slightly and looked at the Taoist Heihu. The slightly silent Zhenren Taiyi couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Heihu, is he doing the right thing?"

"Of course it's right!" Taoist Heihu said naturally: "My Jie Sect and the Craft have always been in the same spirit and have a good relationship. Honghua's daughter is a junior from the Craft. When she was bullied, what's the problem with Kui Niu's attack? It's because of your personal disciple Yuanshi, a quasi-saint, who actually took action to make things difficult for a young man with the strength of a celestial immortal, seems a bit too much? Honghua is right. He has provoked conflicts with the Craft because of such a small matter. I'm afraid that Taiyi can't afford this responsibility? If Master Yuanshi knows, do you say he praises you for preserving the majesty of the Yuxu lineage? Or blame your ignorance?"

Listening to what the Heihu Taoist said, a thin face turned slightly red. His face changed.

"Senior Brother Heihu, if you say that, will my son's death be in vain?" Then Taiyi Zhenren looked at the Heihu Taoist with some reluctance.

His eyebrows slightly condensed, and he looked at the Heihu Taoist who was in silence at Taiyi Zhenren, and said calmly: "Kui Niu, follow me back to Jinao Island first!"

"Yes, senior brother!" He looked at Rakshasa and hesitated for a while, and responded respectfully.

Seeing the way the Daoist Heihu was about to leave as he spoke, Taiyi Zhenren, whose expression slightly changed, immediately said: "Senior Brother Heihu, don't forget that the three religions are one. The disciples under Cailuo are so rampant that they can beat Ren Chan to the face of the leader of the Three Sects!"

"Huh?" The black tiger Taoist, whose figure paused, couldn't help but turn his eyes to Taiyi Zhenren with lightning. Seeing Taiyi Zhenren's face changed, his heart trembled slightly. Just one gaze made Taiyi Zhenren feel like he was sweating all over his body, and the awareness between them was too great.

The Taiyi Zhenren, whose throat rolled down, was a little surprised: "How strong is he? The second quasi-saint of the corpse will not make me feel that strong sense of crisis, right?"

Speaking of which, Heihu Taoist is a relatively low-key subordinate of the Jie Sect. However, as the first disciple of the Jie Sect leader Tongtian, his strength must not be underestimated.

"Haha..." Suddenly, a bright laugh sounded, and a slightly disdainful voice resounded through the sky: "I'm so laughing! The disciples of Cailuo are rampant? Slap in the face? Taiyi Zhenren, you are preaching under the Yuxu Sect and preaching Dongsheng Shenzhou, and you have countless children. Kill any one of them is a slap in the face. Then your Yuxu lineage's face should have been swollen long ago."

When Taiyi Zhenren heard this, his face suddenly turned a little deeper and shouted: "Who is speaking wildly?"

"Crazy words? I'm just telling the truth! Alas, sometimes, don't take yourself too seriously!" Before he finished speaking, a twisted void accompanied by a purple electric snake swimming, and a tall figure stepped out of it. It was a purple-gold robe, like a sharp Yang Jiao who was about to pierce the sky.

Seeing Yang Jiao, Taiyi Zhenren, who looked not very good-looking, was a little relieved. Fortunately, it was Yang Jiao, a three-generation disciple under Cai Yao. If any personal disciple from Chen Hua came, it would be enough for him to drink a pot.

"Master Black Tiger!" Yang Jiao casually glanced at Taiyi Zhenren. He ignored him and turned to bow to the Black Tiger Taoist politely.

When he saw Yang Jiao, the Black Tiger Taoist whose eyes flashed with brilliance suddenly nodded and showed a faint smile on his face: "Not bad! He is worthy of being a disciple of Taoist Lord Qinglian. He is indeed a famous master and a high disciple."

"Master Black Tiger, when the disciples solve the little trouble here, we will chat with the master!" Yang Jiao, who was speaking, flashed to the side of the Holy Mother of Red Flower and Indrama under the nodding and smiling eyes of the Taoist Black Tiger, smiled at the two of them and bowed to them, "Senior Sister, Brother Indrama!"

He reached out and patted Yang Jiao on the shoulder, and Di Shitian smiled loudly, saying, "Brother Yang, I haven't seen you for many years. I'm afraid your cultivation is not even as good as me. You are worthy of being the best third-generation disciple under the Sect of Creation! Of course, Red Flower is also good!"

The Virgin Red Flower stopped and immediately turned his eyes blank in anger.

In response to this, Indra just smiled. The rogue look made the Virgin Red Flower feel helpless.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao smiled and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Rakshasa who was curiously looking at him and raised his eyebrows: "Is this Rakshasa? It's so big in a blink of an eye!"

"Are you Master Yang Jiao?" Luosha, with big eyes shining, looked at Yang Jiao curiously and asked.

Indra immediately smiled and introduced: "Rakshasa, your uncle Yang Jiao has no worse cultivation than his father."

"I know, Master Yang Jiao is the most powerful among the three generations of disciples in the Creation lineage. This. My mother told me," Luo Shasha, who nodded and looked at Yang Jiao with some admiration and looked forward to it: "Uncle Master, can you beat that Taiyi Zhenren?"

Yang Jiao was stunned when he heard this, and then he touched Rakshasa's head and smiled, "Hehe, he! He's just a quasi-saint who has just reached the quasi-saint for hundreds of years. Uncle Master doesn't take it seriously yet!"

When Taiyi Zhenren suddenly turned dark when he heard Yang Jiao's words that did not take him seriously.

"Junior Yang Jiao! How dare you be so arrogant. I will teach you a lesson on your teacher today!" The angry Taiyi Zhenren was shining like a sunshine as he spoke. A terrible aura fluctuated, causing the surrounding void to shake and twist.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao shook his head and smiled faintly, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light and rushed towards Taiyi Zhenren.

"Swish" sounded like the movement was too fast, and the sound of the body rubbing against the void sounded. Yang Jiao, who shook the void around his body, had already arrived in front of Taiyi Zhenren, holding a purple-gold spear and stabbed Taiyi Zhenren with a shot.

"Yuqing Sword Technique - Yaoyang appears!" Looking at the seemingly simple but natural shot, a chill surged into his heart, Taiyi Zhenren, who quickly pinched the seal and controlled the white sword behind him to fly out. The sword light as dazzling as the sun instantly tore through the void and collided with the purple-gold spear in Yang Jiao's hand.

With a "boom" sound, Taiyi Zhenren, who was shocked all over, couldn't help but vomited blood with a red face. Then he flew backwards in a mess. The white sword also flew back into the scabbard behind him with a dim light, trembling as if he was afraid.

"Hmph! You are not qualified to teach me a lesson on behalf of my teacher!" Yang Jiao, who stepped back slightly and stood in the void with a sharp momentum, stared at Taiyi Zhenren as cold as lightning.

"Pu" Taiyi Zhenren, who was so embarrassed and angry when he heard this, immediately vomited blood again, and his breath became a little listless.

"Let's go!" He looked at Yang Jiao with annoyance, and then Taiyi Zhenren shouted softly and turned around and left first, flying towards Qingyuan Mountain.

Seeing this, Daojun Qingyuan and the middle-aged Taoist, who were stunned for a moment, looked at Yang Jiao with fear, then hurriedly flew towards the direction where Taiyi Zhenren left.

"Wow! Uncle Master is so powerful. He beat them away so easily!" Rakshasa jumped excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jiao shook his head and smiled, and bowed to the Heihu Taoist who had been watching the battle quietly, saying, "Master Black Tiger, I'll make you laugh!"

"The disciple of Master Yuanshi is indeed not very good!" Taoist Heihu shook his head and said casually, then turned to a faint smile: "But there are outstanding third-generation disciples like Yang Jiao under the disciple of Zaoya. The luck is really enviable!"

Yang Jiao couldn't help but smile humbly and said, "Master Black Tiger is too awarded!"

"I'm telling the truth! Among the three generations of disciples under the sect of the Saints, only the disciples of the Saints have children comparable to those of the quasi-saints. This is not only because the Cairong lineage is good at teaching disciples!" The Heihu Taoist, who was smiling, turned around and said, "Okay, I want to go back to Jinao Island to report to the teacher, so I will say goodbye first."

"Send to the master!" Yang Jiao, who nodded gently, hurriedly gave him a smile and bowed to him. Ind Shitian, Honghua and others also watched the Black Tiger Taoist leave with a little respectful look.

After the two figures disappeared into the twisted void, Yang Jiao turned to the Holy Mother of Red Flower and Indra and smiled and said, "Senior Sister, Indra, Brother Indra, I come to pick you up on the order of Master. Master, teacher, all the uncles and uncles, and brothers and sisters are all waiting for you!"

"Father, mother, are you going to Penglai Immortal Island? I want to go too!" Luosha couldn't help but say with her beautiful eyes shining.

Yang Jiao couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Haha, go together! Go together!"

"Galaru! You guys go back to the sea of ​​blood first!" Indra directly ordered Garula who was standing respectfully in the void not far away and four other Asura clan members with the strength of the Golden Immortals.

"Yes!" The five people who responded respectfully immediately followed Garuda and headed towards the western sky.

Di Shitian, who watched them leave, couldn't help but smile and look at Yang Jiao and said, "Brother Yang, please take our family of three to Penglai Immortal Island!"

"Okay! Let's go!" Yang Jiao, who nodded with a smile, suddenly the void around him twisted, and then the four of them disappeared into the twisted void.

...

With the sound of breaking through the air, Garuda and the other five quickly rushed over the endless sea towards the vortex passage at the entrance of the Netherworld.

Garulo took the lead. His face was cold and his whole body seemed very cold.

Although the Asura clan members with the strength of his four Golden Immortals were also cold on the surface, the four of them were talking lively during the flight.

"Haha, it's really worth seeing the Asura King take action this time!" One of the Asura clans seemed very excited to transmit the voice to others.

Another Asura clan member immediately said, "Asura is a quasi-saint powerful man. His every move is infinite and he shatters the void. It's so powerful! That sector under the Sect of Creation seems to be the junior brother of the Holy Mother, right? It's so powerful! It seems to be even more powerful than Asura king!"

"How could he be better than King Asura? King Asura is the strongest person in my Asura clan besides the ancestor!" The third Asura clan member was a little dissatisfied.

The last Asura clan member said: "Even Asura King admits that he is not as good as the other party, and that man's strength is definitely not weaker than that of Asura King."

"The subordinate of the Creation Sect is so amazing! Anyone comes out and you will be a quasi-saint powerful man!"

"That's the disciple of Qinglian Daojun! Does Qinglian Daojun know? He is called the strongest man under the sect of the saint. Even the ancestor is not necessarily his opponent!"

"I heard that Yang Jiao has been practicing for more than a thousand years and is so powerful. It's really incredible!"...

While the four people were talking, Garula, who was flying first, frowned slightly, and his flight speed slowed down. His eyes flashed and his eyes swept through the calm void around him in surprise.

"Sir Garula, what's wrong?" The four people who were almost surpassing Garula for a moment were not paying attention. They couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Be careful!" Before they could finish their words, Garula, whose eyes were shrinking, looked at the suddenly twisted void ahead with a look of horror. He almost didn't hesitate to shine brightly, turning into a big green bird, and the powerful blood evil aura spread out.

"Ah!" Amid the shrill screams, the dazzling sword light like red sun in the twisted void burst out, directly covering Garulo and the other five. In an instant, blood splattered, and the void trembled.

The sharp and clear sound of "chi" sounded, and Garula, who was covered in blood, flew back like lightning. Blood spilled, and Garula, who turned into a big blue bird, was covered in blood, as if it had turned into a big blood-colored bird, and her dark red claws disappeared without a trace, and the wounds on her abdomen were hideous and terrifying.

"Taiyi Zhenren!" His sharp and red eyes stared at the thin figure slowly walking out of the twisted void. Garulo couldn't help but growl in grief and anger.

"Hmph! I'm so lucky!" Taiyi Zhenren, who had a cold look, looked at Garula indifferently, then waved his hand and shot towards Garula with an extremely sharp white sword light.

Seeing this, Garuda, who was trembling all over, had no courage to resist at all, and spread his wings and was about to flee.

"Want to leave?" Taiyi Zhenren, who sneered, moved his mind and the white sword light chased Garulo faster, and the void wherever he passed was twisted and changed.

In the blink of an eye, the extremely sharp white sword light came to Garula's back and was about to penetrate from behind.

A crisp sound of gold and iron attack sounded, and at some point a strong figure appeared on Garula's back. A pair of ape arms held a red axe. The sword light just hit the axe and then dispersed. However, the axe was not shaken at all.

Seeing this, Taiyi Zhenren, whose eyes were crunched, looked at the arrogant figure standing on Garulo's back with a stern voice and shouted in a low voice: "Houyi?"

"Taiyi Zhenren, you are a quasi-saint strongman, but he actually sneaked into a Daluo Jinxian without his face. If he couldn't attack, he would still kill him. He really lost the face of the quasi-saint strongman!" Houyi, holding a giant axe, looked at Taiyi Zhenren coldly with disdain, and said without any mercy.

When Taiyi Zhenren, whose mouth twitched, was snorting coldly with a fierce look in his eyes: "Houyi, this evil beast from the Blood Sea offended me, what's wrong with killing him? This is my holiday with the Netherworld Blood Sea, so you'd better not interfere!"

"Celebrate the festival?" Houyi, who raised his eyebrows, couldn't help but look cold and indifferent: "Speaking of this, when Huangdi Chiyou fought, Yuanshi Tianzun attacked me, causing me to seriously injure me. This holiday is not a small matter. In theory, it is not an exaggeration to kill one of his personal disciples. Taiyi, do you think so?"

Listening to Houyi's words, Taiyi Zhenren jumped and said with a stern look on his face, "Houyi! Don't be arrogant! The teacher showed mercy back then, but you were ungrateful, but you were actually... "

"Grateful?" Houyi, who was extremely angry, suddenly shouted with a cold murderous intent in his eyes and said, "Okay! Then today, I will be grateful to Yuanshi Tianzun's men for their mercy!"

Before he finished speaking, Houyi flashed to the front of Taiyi Zhenren and slashed him with a merciless axe.

"No!" Looking at the blood-colored giant axe that could split all obstacles like a world-breaking world, I felt a sense of powerlessness surged into my heart, and I couldn't help but feel shocked.

With a "boom" sound, the void rolled up like a huge wave of sea. The next moment, a miserable bloody figure flew backwards, and blood light fell from the void.

The void in the distance was twisted, and Guangchengzi, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, stepped out of it, hurriedly caught the Taiyi Zhenren who flew back like a sandbag. Looking at Taiyi Zhenren's embarrassing look with a weak aura, his face suddenly became ugly, and he looked at Houyi in the distance with a cold look: "Houyi!"

"Oh? Guangchengzi?" Houyi, who raised his eyebrows, smiled at Guangchengzi, and his eyes became even more cold. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations. Monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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