Dragon King relies on green tea

Taking advantage of Zisang Yanshu's chance to calm down, Ao Qin set up a formation in the courtyard of the Immortal Mansion.

It was the formations that Jian Xu taught him before he lost his soul. As early as that time, Jian Xu expected that there would be evil spirits in the future.

The demon in Zisang Yanshu's body smelled a dangerous atmosphere and became more manic and restless. Under the Fusang sacred tree, Zisang Yanshu subconsciously restrained all his killing thoughts.

He didn't want that god to see his unrecognizable side.

"There's an ambush, he's plotting against you, he's plotting against you! They're plotting against you!" the demon kept yelling in the depths of his mind.

And he also looked at Ming Yu with blood-red eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Two swords failed to kill me, and now you want to use formations to suppress me, don't you? I have already left that ghostly place, do you want me to go back again?" ?”

Ming Yu stood outside the formation and explained: "You have been corrupted by demons, if you don't suppress the demons to disrupt the world again, then Jian Xu's hard work will be in vain, Yan Shu, I believe you can suppress evil thoughts, as long as the magic pattern It will be of no use to you if you remove this formation."

It's a pity that Ming Yu's words were of no use to him, instead it made him struggle more violently. In the end, even Ming Yu and Feng Wei joined hands to strengthen the formation, but he almost broke free.

The powerful force shook the huge dead tree, and even the Zhaohuang sword in Zisang Yanshu's hand trembled.

"Yanshu..." The weak and illusory voice suddenly calmed Zisang Yanshu, and he would never admit that it was Jian Xu's voice.

The voice was illusory, and he couldn't find the source, so he could only focus on the dead wood in the end.

The sacred tree of hibiscus has existed in the world since the beginning of the world, and it is the source of all life, and the source of life is endless.

Even though the soul has been dispersed, but the real body is still there, the call must be his remaining consciousness. If so, maybe...

Maybe you can still find the remnant souls left in the world, then...

Can bring him back to the world...

A thought suddenly exploded in his mind, and Zisang Yanshu came to his senses all of a sudden, following the curse seal of the formation, he injected a curse seal into his body, suppressing the eager demon in his body, and his ears finally became quiet.

When he calmed down, the scarlet in his eyes faded, turning into the original clear light blue pupils, the magic pattern dissipated, and his face was terribly pale.

"Yanshu..."

As soon as the formation was withdrawn, Ming Yu subconsciously went to support Zisang Yanshu, but he pushed him away indifferently: "After that sword, we have nothing to do with each other."

The world is so big that after leaving the Immortal Mansion, Sang Yanshu didn't know where he would stay. In the end, he went to Moyuan, the place he hated so much, and it turned out to be his last shelter.

He made a mess of God, and now his whole body is seriously lacking in spiritual power, and his injuries are even more serious.

When he was still thinking about killing, he could ignore these pains, but now that he was relaxed, he couldn't hold back and fell into the darkness.

He messed up the gods, forced Tianjun to death, and killed countless priests. Even if the sixth prince who cooperated with him at the beginning wanted to protect him, there was no reason.

Knowing that he was seriously injured, Shendu sent many heavenly soldiers and generals to chase him all the way.

Ming Yu and Feng Wei also followed, but they followed quietly to hide Zi Sang Yan's book.

There are many demonic barriers in Moyuan, and Feng Wei needs to use spiritual power to protect his whole body when entering Moyuan. When they arrived at Moyuan, Zi Sang Yanshu was completely unconscious.

Feng Wei worriedly asked Ming Yu: "The Immortal Mansion is now guarded by heavenly soldiers. The relationship between you and Zisang, they will definitely search the Valley of the Medicine King. Where else can they take him now?"

Ming Yu gritted his teeth, and said: "Send it to Yaowang Valley, Tianjun is gone, and now the gods are all in charge of the sixth prince, so the sixth prince is somewhat easier to deal with."

After thinking about it, Feng Wei still pondered: "No, all the disciples of Yaowang Valley are only good at alchemy and medicine. If you put him in Yaowang Valley, you will not be safe. Why don't I take him to Pill Cave Mountain? There is an elder brother protecting him."

The Heavenly Soldiers soon came after them, and they didn't have time to think about it. Ming Yu said anxiously: "Then take him to Danxue Mountain first, and you take him away first, and I will stop the Heavenly Soldiers."

Feng Wei couldn't believe it: "You? Brother Ming Yu, you have never really fought before, can you do it?"

Ming Yu clenched the long sword tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have time to hesitate now whether it can be done or not."

That day was the most tragic disaster that the capital of God suffered except for the calamity of chaos.

Everyone in the world knows that Mingyu Shangshen of Medicine King Valley only saves people, never hurts them. On that day, his sword was stained with blood, the blood of his closest relatives.

On that day, in order to protect the injured person, he launched a killing ring, and all the heavenly soldiers who chased him died under his sword.

He didn't know if it was really just to keep them from knowing Zisang Yanshu's whereabouts, or he also had resentment towards God.

But Tianjun is dead, who can he vent his resentment on.

When Zisang Yanshu woke up, Feng Wei was by his side, and his body was in pain.

Seeing him wake up, Feng Wei immediately asked: "Zi Sang, do you still feel uncomfortable? You are seriously injured, so don't move around. I'll ask brother Ming Yu to get you some healing medicine."

As soon as Feng Wei got up, Zi Sang Yanshu held her back. He lay on the bed, his eyes were dazed, and he asked weakly, "Little Fenghuang, does it hurt to disperse the soul..."

Feng Wei looked confused, she didn't know why he suddenly asked this.

But he wasn't asking, and quickly answered by himself: "It must be very painful. It hurts so much when the body is torn apart. The pain is unbearable. It must be even more painful when the soul is scattered..."

Only then did Feng Wei realize that he was talking about God Jian Xu, and for a while she didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only softly say: "Don't run around, Danxue Mountain is safe, I'll go find healing for you medicine, you are hurt too badly."

Zisang Yanshu didn't wait for Feng Wei to come back, he had already arrived in the South China Sea.

He has recovered Shendu's account, and now it's Nanhai's turn.

He picked up the keel bone that was pulled out by the Dragon King of the South China Sea from the abyss of the South China Sea, refined a dragon bone sword with the white dragon umbrella from the place where the dragon was buried, and then went straight to the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea.

Not even a god can stop him, let alone a mere South China Sea Dragon Palace.

When the Dragon King of the South China Sea saw him, he was shocked and couldn't believe his eyes: "You, are you still alive?"

The place where the dragon is buried is more dangerous than the devil's abyss. All the ancient dragons were buried there. All the evil spirits there are also aimed at the dragons. He doesn't believe that Zisang Yanshu can come out of it.

Zisang Yanshu smiled contemptuously, and said, "Of course I'm still alive. Have you heard about the Shendu? Tianjun died, and I forced him to die. Are you surprised? Don't be surprised, you have to be afraid first, because Now it is your turn."

As he said that, Zisang Yanshu let out a long "ah", and then said with a sneer, "No, not only you, but also all the dragons in the South Sea Dragon Palace."

"With you? What a bold tone!" The Dragon King of the South China Sea directly summoned the sword of fate, and stabbed at Zisang Yanshu, "3 years ago, I could crush you to death at will, and I can do the same now!"

Although Zi Sang Yanshu was injured, the cultivation level of the Dragon King of the South China Sea was not half that of Tianjun's. In his opinion, the Dragon King of the South China Sea's attack was just a little faster than usual, and he dodged away with a move of his feet.

The powerful Qi was condensed on the White Dragon Sword, which split half of the Dragon Palace in half with one strike, startling the entire Dragon Palace.

Zi Sang Yanshu deliberately made such a big commotion, in order to attract all the dragon sons in the Dragon Palace.

When all the dragons in the Dragon Palace arrived, and fourteen dragons appeared in unison, Zisang Yanshu laughed wildly, and kicked the Dragon King of the South China Sea hard on the chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Come out: "Fourteen sons, the Dragon King is really lucky."

Ao Qin looked at Zisang Yanshu in shock, and hurriedly stopped in front of the Dragon King of the South China Sea: "Yanshu, what are you doing? You know he belongs to your father."

Zisang Yanshu laughed loudly, and said sarcastically: "Father? Ao Qin, don't you find it ridiculous to say this? Do you know what is used to forge this side by side in my hand? He was drawn from my body 3 years ago. spine, is this the father you speak of?"

"Ah, yes..." Zi Sang Yanshu came to his senses, and changed his words, "Indeed, he is your father, and all fourteen of you are his children, except for me. In the abyss, I finally had my world, but it still fell into his hands."

Zi Sang pointed his sword at Ao Ting, and said sternly, "It is because Ao Ting is addicted to his own desires and reaps the consequences, but in the end I will be punished. Why? Because he is the beloved son of the Dragon King, and I was born to be tolerated in this world." I finally got out of the sky prison, and then I was thrown into a desperate situation with my spine removed. One after another, which one should I not come back for revenge?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Sang Yanshu's sword pierced Ao Ting's body, the place where he stabbed was not a vital point, although the injury was severe and the bleeding was profuse, it would not be fatal, nor would he die immediately.

Zi Sang said that he was not in a hurry to kill them, so he found a rock, sat on it, tapped the hilt of his sword with his fingers, and said slowly: "Today, all the dragons of the South China Sea are going to die. I'm not as ruthless as the Dragon King of the South China Sea. At least I I will give you a time to leave your last words, if you have something to say and scold, just say it and scold it.”

After thinking for a while, he added: "By the way, there are the other three seas. If you feel that your death is not happy and you want to drag them, you can just call them, or you can ask God for help. Let’s see if God has the energy to pay attention to you.”

Ao Qin saw the chaos in Shendu with his own eyes. Seeing Zisang Yanshu's murderous look, Ao Qin stopped in front of the Dragon King, summoned the long sword and said, "My father is sorry for you, but the South China Sea is not a place where you can make trouble. , Zisang said that you and I are brothers, and I don’t want to confront you with swords. If you come to me with anger, the grievances and grievances will be exposed, how about it?"