With such a big scapegoat on his back, it was just his luck that he could live to be 895 years old in this life, and he was only 894 years old this year.
He is not willing to give in!
When he thought of this, a trace of madness flashed across Shen Gongbao's eyes.
No matter who wants to kill him, he can't catch him without mercy. Even if he is a saint, he has to give it a try!
However, Shen Gongbao at this moment. What I didn’t know was that his whereabouts had already been sold out.
"..."
More than half a month later, through various means, Yuanshi Tianzun finally found Shen Gongbao's hiding place.
Outside the ordinary hill, Yuan Shi stood outside the hill with a gloomy expression.
The next second, Yuan Shi waved his left hand slightly, slashing through the mountain, and the formation was broken instantly.
Shen Gongbao, who had been hiding in the cave, his pupils tightened after seeing the long-lost sunshine, and a trace of fear and fear flashed in his eyes.
He knew someone had found him.
Just as Shen Gongbao looked forward with anxiety, a voice that made him feel cold and familiar, like a nightmare, clearly reached his ears.
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"Shen Gongbao, long time no see!"
This voice that was forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart made Shen Gongbao feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His hands and feet were so cold that he almost collapsed to the ground in fear.
"This is Yuanshi, the voice of this old immortal..."
After hearing this familiar voice, Shen Gongbao immediately trembled. He almost didn't need to think, and subconsciously thought of the Yuanshi Tianzun who made him hate and fear him!
This mixed feeling of fear and hatred is engraved in the bones!
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the other side!
When Yuan Shi, who was standing outside the mountain, saw the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face, the anger in his heart could hardly be contained.
Yuanshi determined Shen Gongbao's true identity at a glance.
It’s that stupid, ugly, dead leopard!
This is rubbish!
As a result, I lost all my precious face.
He was too embarrassed to go out to meet people, and it was this bastard who made him the laughing stock of the entire prehistoric world.
Even all the enemies were far less evil than Shen Gongbao did to him!
It doesn't matter whether Shen Gongbao is true or false. What matters is Shen Gongbao. As long as this identity exists in the wild, his face will never be restored.
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The power of Yuqing Avenue surged through Yuanshi's body, and the innate treasure Pangu Banner immediately appeared in his left hand.
Just when Shen Gongbao opened his mouth to defend himself, the innate treasure Pangu Banner in Yuanshi's hand immediately pointed at Shen Gongbao.
"..."
However, before Shen Gongbao looked nervous and wanted to defend himself, Yuan Shi's cold voice came over.
"Shen Gongbao, I will extract your soul and torture it for a million years before you can relieve the hatred in your heart!"
Yuan Shi looked at the ugly face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. The Pangu flag in his hand immediately glowed with a little cold light!
Looking at Yuan Shi who didn't want to hear his explanation at all, Shen Gongbao knew that there was no need to explain!
In other words, even if he explains, Yuanshi will not let him go.
Because of his identity, he is no longer useful. Yang Jian, who used to protect him secretly, now uses him as an outcast for self-violation.
"..."
Yuanshi's side.
Although it is now the Great Tribulation of the Gods and the heavens are in chaos, it is not easy to find someone. However, for a saint of Yuanshi's level, if you really start looking for him seriously, it will be difficult to find someone unless you are a strong person of the same level. Couldn't hide it from his search.
Even though he knew he couldn't escape, Shen Gongbao still decided to take a risk for his own life. After throwing a few magic weapons at Yuan Shi, he instantly turned into rays of light and disappeared from the place.
Looking at Shen Gongbao fleeing into the distance, Yuan Shi sneered, and with a slight movement of his left hand, the magic weapons were revealed one after another.
The next second, Yuan Shi moved slightly and appeared in front of Shen Gongbao.
In Shen Gongbao's desperate eyes, Yuanshi stretched out his five fingers and pressed on Shen Gongbao's head.
Shen Gongbao let out continuous screams, and then his body collapsed, leaving only a trace of his soul.
But at this moment, Shen Gongbao's broken flesh and blood strangely did not scatter outside, but turned into a demonic shadow.
…
Looking at this strange demonic figure, Yuan Shi's pupils shrank slightly. He still didn't know that this was the real master coming out.
Staring at the blurry demonic figure in front of him, Yuan Shi's eyes were full of darkness, and he said in a sinister tone: "It turns out that you have been pretending to be Shen Gongbao, and you must have done all those bad things."
A long time ago in Yuanshi, he really thought about it seriously, how could Shen Gongbao, a mere immortal in the realm of immortals, suddenly obtain the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor and become the second generation Demon Ancestor?
Therefore, when he discovered that Shen Gongbao was not as strong as he thought, Yuan Shi was not surprised at all!
Of course, now, all this doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether Shen Gongbao really betrayed him or pretended to betray him.
As a high-ranking man, you always need some lackeys.
He knew that his disciples and grandsons were all useless, but they could still handle some simple things. It was precisely because of this that he kept them.
The shadow clone that Yang Jian left in Shen Gongbao's body stood in front of Yuan Shi.
Yang Jian's shadow clone looked at Yuan Shi in front of him. In his eyes, he made no secret of his contempt for this saint, as if he had always been standing on a high place, looking down at this saint!
"Yuanshi Tianzun."
"You idiot, did it take you so long to find out?"
"Do you think that since you are a descendant of Pangu, everyone must obey and depend on you?"
A mocking smile flashed across the corner of Demon Shadow Yang Jian's mouth, seeming to be mocking Yuan Shi's innocence and stupidity.
"The prehistoric era is not a playground where saints like you can play around at will. Saints of the past, sooner or later you will be swept into the trash can like garbage."
…
"A rat hiding in the gutter dares to speak so wildly. He is really looking for death!"
After Yuan Shi heard Yang Jian's words, he didn't want to say anything more to him. He waved his sleeves and directly shattered the demonic shadow.
After this demonic shadow was frightened, not only did it not dissipate, but it turned into a blood arrow and shot straight towards Yuanshi.
Looking at the blood arrow, Yuan Shi snorted coldly. He wanted to use the saint's protective power to shatter the blood arrow.
However, he did not expect that this blood arrow was completely different from ordinary blood arrows. It could penetrate his saint body and shoot straight into his body.
"..."
This blood arrow is no ordinary blood arrow. It is made from the corpse ashes of the Styx. The rich power of filth contained in it is terrifying.
Once it is penetrated into the body, even if you are a saint, it may take several years to completely eliminate it or refine it.
And this is what Yang Jian wants most.
This is also Shen Gongbao's final value to Yang Jian.
"..."
Just when Shen Gongbao's soul was extinguished, Yang Jian, who was hiding in the sea of blood, smiled slightly after discovering that the restriction he had hidden on Shen Gongbao's body had been activated.
Time flies, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and there are still three days left before the time agreed by Yang Jian and Tongtian.
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In the Blood Sea Palace.
"I, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and the Jade Emperor are indeed allies. However, it seems that they are only temporarily joining forces for the sake of the big cake of Jiejiao..."
"When they really encounter difficulties, they will only protect each other and will not really care about the life and death of others. This is our opportunity."
"Strong but not united, this gives us the opportunity to defeat each one."
Yang Jian, who was sitting on the main seat, sneered playfully.
"…………"
Hearing what Yang Jian said, Tongtian touched the Qingping sword on his waist and replied in a sinister tone.
"I can tolerate other things, but if you want the lives of my disciples and grandchildren, then I will take their lives first."
Tongtian thought for a moment and asked with a slight hesitation: "By the way, what is the relationship between Nuwa and them? Why do you want to help them disrupt the foundation of the Yin and Shang Dynasties?"
"…………"
"Whatever, if Nuwa is really involved, then we will take care of her too."
Yang Jian looked calm and said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about a very trivial matter.
Although Yang Jian didn't know what Nuwa was planning, was it just taking advantage of each other? Is there any other reason?
This unstable alliance of interests is scary, but not scary either. Yang Jian believes that Nuwa is not a fool.
When she saw clearly how deep the water in this chess game was, this extremely shrewd woman would not foolishly wade into this muddy water.
………
"Compared with this, I am more curious about your preparations for the Zhuxian Formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation?"
After talking about Nuwa's problem, Yang Jian changed his tone and asked slightly curiously.
Master Tongtian is not only the number one sword cultivator in the world, but also the number one formation mage in the world.
After ten years of careful improvement by Master Tongtian, the Immortal Killing Formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, even if they cannot have any radical growth, should still be improved.
Hearing Yang Jian's question, Tongtian smiled proudly, and then told Yang Jian some profound knowledge about holy-level formations.
Yang Jian, who has most of the memories of Demon Ancestor Luohu, is not as good as Tongtian, but he can still say a few words in terms of formations.
Apart from the way of swordsmanship, Tongtian's favorite thing is the way of formation. Nowadays, it is rare to meet a formation master of the same level. Once this interest comes, there is no way to stop him.
When they talked about the itch, Tongtian slapped his thigh, happily took out the wine that had been collected for countless years, and said happily: "Today, the two of us, let's have a good drink, and we won't go home until we're drunk!"
