The battle between the ten Golden Crow princes and the three war gods caused a stir in the three realms. The innate god kings were neither fools nor blind, so they could naturally see the potential dangers involved.
So when the tenth prince of the Golden Crow escaped back to heaven, he began to conspire and negotiate with the Xiantian God King.
The Innate God needs to deal with the crisis of the rise of the human race, and the tenth prince of the Golden Crow wants to avenge his brothers, so the two parties can just hit it off and decide on the current strategy.
"Father, mother!"
Yang Jian looked ferocious and roared angrily. Seeing his relatives being arrested, he felt endless pain and regret in his heart.
He was so careless that he did not expect that the innate gods in heaven would be so despicable and shameless and pay attention to the heads of his relatives.
The God-killing Platform is covered with a layer of strange power, shining with golden light. It is the prohibition left by the five emperors in the past, which is insurmountable. After the Red Emperor attained enlightenment, it was further strengthened. Any god who comes here will have all his magic power. Loss, no exception.
Fairy Yunhua and Yang Tianyou were tied between the dragon pillars, unable to move a step, and became mortals, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"Fairy Yunhua."
An innate god king ruthlessly judged: "You are a member of my innate gods, but because a mortal betrayed the heaven and gave birth to an heir, you cannot be punished."
"But, considering your past achievements, we can give you a chance."
"Kill this mortal, and then kill the son of the god-man in the lower realm, and we will allow you to return to heaven and become a member of the innate god-king again."
"Bah!" Fairy Yunhua was trapped on the dragon pillar. Her hair was disheveled, but there was a bit of heroism between her brows. She looked at the sacred sky and said proudly: "You bunch of bastards, you want me to surrender, you have such wishful thinking!"
"Hahaha!"
Yang Tianyou looked at the sea of clouds and laughed wildly: "I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. This is our husband and wife's wish, why use it to blackmail a child."
"Yang Jian, remember, we don't die because of you, we die together!"
"You don't have to feel guilty, just remember that the people who killed us are these heavenly gods, and they will avenge us in the future!"
…
The couple's voices resounded throughout the three realms and spread throughout the sky. They were unwilling to let themselves become a burden to their children.
"Father, mother!" Yang Jian was shocked. He wanted to go to the ninth heaven to kill, but he was surrounded by many innate god kings, trying to replicate the battle that surrounded and killed Hou Yi.
"Stubborn." A seventy-two-headed innate god king was furious and shouted: "I'll give you a little lesson first."
Lightning-like rays of light spit out from the mouth of the Innate God King and shot directly at Fairy Yunhua and Yang Tianyou. No matter whether they were invincible golden bodies or pure immortal bodies, they were as brittle as paper at this moment.
The strong power of thunder raged, ruthlessly tearing their bodies apart, sweat dripped from their foreheads, and they let out pitiful wails.
"kill!!!"
Yang Jian roared and roared, using many methods, the law of heaven and earth, eight or nine mysterious arts, human immortal martial arts, and the ancient god's avenue, all of which evolved together and were displayed vividly.
He is just a god of war. He does not have the temperament of an emperor. He cannot prevent his parents from being arrested and can calmly say: "Give me a piece of the pie."
Although his magical powers are vast, his heart is still a childish one.
The only thing he could do was to fight desperately, hoping to use his own strength to rescue his mother.
"So strong!"
"It looks like Hou Yi!"
The pressure on the innate god kings was also extremely huge, as if they were fighting against Hou Yi in the battle to defeat the sky, their expressions changed drastically, and they even retreated while fighting.
In the battle with Hou Yi, although Hou Yi was forcibly killed, the arrogant innate god king also realized the power of mortals, which was so powerful that even the gods were unknown and fearful.
In order to kill Hou Yi, they lost most of the power of heaven and ninety-nine innate god kings.
Now, they can use the same method to surround and kill Yang Jian, but the price is the loss of ninety-nine more god-kings.
After several catastrophes, there are not many innate god kings who have survived. Who can guarantee that they can survive, and who can guarantee that they will not be the ninety-nine who died.
Although the Innate God King is powerful, he is the ruler. In an era when the four gods have fallen and the Golden Emperor has not emerged, there is no supervising team and no more strength. Ordering them to use all their strength will naturally be more precious for their lives.
Hou Yi came to conquer the sky and overthrow the dominance of the innate god king, so they fought for their lives under the leadership of Qing Zun and Hei Lord.
However, Yang Jian is not here to defeat the sky, he is just here to save people.
Coupled with the psychological shadow brought by Hou Yi, the huge heaven was extremely cowardly, and was actually beaten to the gate of Nantian by Yang Jian alone. Not a single god king jumped out to fight.
On the God-killing Platform, the expression of the Innate God King who enforced the criminal law changed slightly, and he cursed these bastards in his heart for not working hard enough and not even being able to take down a single Yang Jian.
"Yang Jian, we can negotiate."
The innate god king said in a gentle tone: "As long as you are willing to leave the human race and join the heaven, we will let you join the ranks of the innate god king."
"It allows you to bathe in the divine blood, become the innate divine king, and become the ruler of the three realms."
"Not only can your family be reunited, but you can also enjoy glory and wealth!"
Yang Jian stopped, stood outside the Nantian Gate, and sneered: "Then what's the price?"
Everything has a price, becoming the innate god king, family reunion, glory and wealth, such good conditions, the enemy can actually offer it.
The price must be extremely heavy.
"Kill all the human ants at the mouth of the river!" The Innate God King showed his white teeth and said with a cannibalistic smile: "Kill the humble acquired creatures, and we will allow you to join the noble Innate Gods."
"What's the use of joining such a weak innate god?" Yang Jian mocked: "Is he the innate god who was killed by ninety-nine gods by Hou Yi?"
"With such power, he dares to call himself a god."
"Bold!" The Innate God King was furious, his voice resounded like thunder through the sea of clouds, and he said extremely solemnly: "You are contemptuous of the power of the Innate God. Hou Yi is powerful, but he still died."
"Do you want to make the same mistake again? Yang Jian!"
"I'll give you another chance!"
"There is no chance." A cold and ruthless voice sounded. A young man wearing a red gold royal robe and a handsome face stepped forward, with boundless killing intent, and said decisively: "They are all going to die."
"The tenth prince."
The innate god king in charge of criminal law was slightly stunned, and then persuaded: "Qing Zun died, and the black master died. If it is consumed again, it will probably cause the heaven to be empty. If Yang Jian can be used by me..."
"I said, kill him!"
The tenth prince of the Golden Crow showed a cruel smile, like a twisted picture scroll, his eyes no longer had the light of the sun, as if they were as dark as an abyss, and said without a trace of emotion: "Didn't you hear?!"
"I want him to be buried with my brother!"
"The Tenth Prince!" the Innate God King said with a heavy tone and slight dissatisfaction.
Even if you are the prince of the Emperor of Heaven, you should not talk to the Innate God King in this tone. The Innate God King is the ruler of Heaven.
If Jin Wu's father hadn't been the Red Emperor, his treatment would have been no different from that of Yang Jian, who was in a terrible state below.
He's just a demigod, a mere son of a god.
"If he doesn't die, you will."
The tenth prince of the Golden Crow made a soft sound, as if a fallen leaf was blowing down, and he was talking about family affairs.
So much so that the Innate God King was stunned and couldn't believe what he heard. Then he felt the immeasurable light illuminating, and finally fell into eternal darkness.
A mysterious bright mirror stood quietly, rising and falling in the void, shining with the light of the sun.
Under the divine mirror, a divine corpse fell.
It was so easy, so light, without any mystery. It was even easier and happier than Yang Jian killing the innate god king.
Smooth as a mirror and crystal clear as crystal, it reflects the scene of the nine heavens and exudes a heart-stopping power.
"Tenth Prince, what are you doing?!"
"That's the golden mirror that killed Kuafu!"
"Jinwu, how dare you use the Emperor's heavy weapons to kill the Innate God!"
"Aren't you afraid that the Emperor of Heaven will return and punish you?"
…
The innate god king's frightened, furious and threatening voices came and went one after another, like the surging waves. They did not expect that Yang Jian had not come to kill him, but the Golden Crow Crown Prince actually took action first.
We are our own people, we are friendly forces!
"Afraid?!"
The tenth prince of the Golden Crow smiled inexplicably at first, then his aura was violent, his eyes were like abyss, swallowing up the sky and eating the earth, roaring like a giant beast in the wild, and shouted angrily: "My brothers are all dead! My relatives are all dead! Father! He’s dead too!”
"We, the ten brothers, were born from the spirit of our father and the great sun. We are indistinguishable from each other. We are connected by blood and are as close as one body!"
"Now that they are all dead, what should I be afraid of? What else should I be afraid of!"
"I want them to bury me with me!"
"Use their heads to sacrifice my dead brother!"
"If anyone of the Red Emperor's divine army dares to escape from the battle, behead him!"
"Gods in heaven who dare to be afraid of others will be killed!"
"Innate God King, anyone who dares to make peace with the enemy will be killed!"
"..."
One after another, the orders resounded through the three realms through the divine mirror, like war drums, reaching the ears of every innate god king, as if the Red Emperor had come in person, returning to that primitive, primitive, bloody era.
The Golden Mirror is a valuable treasure left by the Red Emperor and a certificate to command heaven. It can reflect the nine heavens, and it has huge power. It can kill anyone under the golden immortal.
Kuafu died under the magical mirror. It was a life-saving thing left by the Emperor of Heaven to the princes. However, Shi Jinwu thought that ten brothers would join forces. The three realms are so vast that there is nowhere to go, so they did not take them with them.
If during the ten-day survey of the sky, the Golden Crow had brought the Emperor's weapons with him, the outcome of the war with the three war gods would still be uncertain.
Now that the divine mirror has been born, the Golden Crow Prince carries infinite majesty and orders the innate god king to surround and kill Yang Jian.
Some of the god kings were furious and chose to leave the heaven and fly towards West Kunlun, ignoring the fate of the Golden Crow Prince.
However, those direct descendants of the Red Emperor, under the inspiration of the divine mirror, recalled the glory of fighting under the Red Emperor in the past, and could not help but roar, fought in blood, and besieged Yang Jian with all their strength.
"kill!"
"I, the innate god, have never been afraid!"
"Use the blood of living creatures to forge the majesty of heaven!"
The sound of war drums is like an elephant roaring on the earth, like a bull's horns rising to the sky, and the sonorous killing sound is like a guzheng playing, making the heart beat.
The mountain rain is about to come, the wind fills the building, the white tiger roars and blood fills the sky
Even with the combined efforts of all the innate gods, Hou Yi could be killed. Even though Yang Jian possessed eighty-nine mystical skills, he was still under great pressure, with scars and blood-stained robes.
The only surviving tenth prince of the Golden Crow held the magic mirror in his hand and sneered: "Yang Jian, today I will let you taste the same feeling of losing a loved one!"
As soon as the divine light shines, all souls are extinct, as if time and space have stopped, everything is covered in dust and time is frozen.
The scene where Fairy Yunhua and Yang Tianyou turned into clouds and smoke inch by inch was deeply engraved in the soul and also frozen in the soul.
"No!"
Like a red crane crying with blood, Yang Jian's three eyes opened at the same time, and the aura of chaos surged, as if it destroyed the world, seemed to open up the world, and was so powerful that it reached an incredible level.
He sensed it, and the causal line in the dark was cut off, and everything became empty.
Parents still have a place to come in life, and parents have only a way back in life.
"No……"
"It's better to go back!"
Deathly silence and coldness enveloped Yang Jian at this moment. He only had endless killing intent in his heart, either to destroy everything or himself.
The most dazzling flower of the other side blooms in the killing.
Flowers of blood splashed, as smooth as cutting grass, and the three-pointed, two-edged knife in his hand had endless variations.
The tenth prince of the Golden Crow took action with anger and used the magic mirror to shine on Yang Jian, hoping to force Yang Jian to death.
Yang Jian looked back and glared, and a divine light that created the world burst out from his third eye, shattering the mirror light like a divine thunder.
"How is it possible? I am the treasure of the Emperor of Heaven!"
The tenth prince of the Golden Crow shouted, his eyes full of disbelief. In anger, he used the magic mirror several times, but Yang Jian glared back with the light of his eyes.
"What kind of divine eye is this?"
Prince Jinwu asked, but Yang Jian did not answer. His heart was filled with hatred, and endless anger poured into his heart. The only thing he wanted was to kill everyone in front of him, no matter who they were.
Seeing that the situation that he was sure to win was about to turn around, Prince Jinwu changed his color. The fear in his heart overwhelmed the hatred. He gritted his teeth and fought while retreating. At the same time, he ordered the gods: "Go to Kunlun in the west to invite the Golden Emperor Daozu!"
Although the Golden Emperor holds the power of heaven, he is not greedy for power. He only deals with matters related to heaven. He spends his days cultivating in Kunlun Mountain and preaching to all living beings. He has always been known as the Taoist ancestor.
This is the only remaining Five Emperors King from the barbaric era. He is the last trump card of the Heavenly Court and the last confidence of the Golden Crow Crown Prince.
"Follow the law!"
Upon hearing this, the few surviving god-kings felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They immediately set up auspicious clouds and flew towards West Kunlun.
Yang Jian ignored them. His first target was the Golden Crow, and the others were just obstacles on the road.
Obstacles blocking the road were smashed together. If they did not block the road, Yang Jian ignored them and devoted himself to chasing the Golden Crow Crown Prince.
The light of the eyes collided with the light of the divine mirror, causing a sensation in the universe, and thousands of people wailing. The entire three realms will be destroyed by this power, making countless potential cultivators look askance.
Shen Gongbao had already sensed all this in West Kunlun. When the messenger from heaven came to ask for help, he didn't say much, and just sighed: "The sea of suffering rises and falls."
The Golden Emperor asked the second-generation Queen Mother of the West to leave the mountain and go to heaven.
ps: I was just a little dizzy at first, and I planned to drink some boiled water to get through it. I didn’t expect that the cold would get worse, and I felt completely hazy. I went out to buy medicine, ate it, and went to sleep. I hope I’ll feel better when I wake up tomorrow.
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