The Golden-winged Dapeng stared at the Demon Ancestor with his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth with hatred, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and tried hard to hide the murderous intent flowing in his eyes: "The ancestor is the lord of the saint, why bother to force others? If there are any conditions, the ancestor might as well open it up. It is so embarrassing me as a little person, but he has lost his style."

"Haha" The Demon Ancestor smiled inexplicably, and the Golden-winged Drog had a headache in his heart: "Do you want to save him?"

With his palm stretched out, Jin Peng's body flew up, was held back by the Demon Ancestor, and fell into the Demon Ancestor's words.

"If the ancestor is willing to help, I will naturally thank you very much and be grateful!" The golden-winged big roll stared at the demon ancestor with his eyes tightly.

"It's a good qualification, it's a pity to die!" A black lotus in the Demon Ancestor's eyes rotated: "I'm so eager to remember you, I suddenly changed my mind to help you resurrect him."

After saying that, a black lotus in the Demon Ancestor's hand spiraled up and floated straight up, falling towards Jin Peng's eyebrows.

"Slow down! I have changed my mind now. I don't have to bother the ancestor to take action. I will naturally find other ways to resurrect it!" Seeing that the Demon Ancestor was about to plant a black lotus for Jin Peng, the Golden-winged Great Peng was shocked and realized something was wrong. Without saying a word, he jumped up and wanted to snatch Jin Peng's body back.

"Haha, please be careful. Since I have promised you, how could I break my promise and become fat?" The Demon Ancestor waved his sleeves, rolled up the golden-winged roc, and flew out.

"The ancestor is a saint, how can he force others to do anything?" The golden-winged big roll looked ugly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. He turned up again and grabbed the black lotus in front of the demon ancestor.

"I don't know the mercy! I don't want to argue with you, the younger generation, but if you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for being merciless. If you spread it, you can't blame me for bullying the small ones!" A black light rolled up around the Demon Ancestor, and the golden-winged roc flew backwards again.

"Even if I die, I will never let you succeed in the plot! I will return my son's body!" The golden-winged roc was about to break his eyes, and regret rose in his heart, as if he had woken up from a big dream, his eyes were full of annoyance: "Bastard! Bastard! Why am I obsessed with the ghosts? He actually ran to Xikunlun to beg you, the demon."

"I don't know how to live or die! If you dare to offend me again and again, you will have to bear the anger of my deity!" The Demon Ancestor looked at the golden-winged roc that was rushing towards me again, and bounced his fingers and burst out with a sword energy of the Immortal Zhu.

"Keep people under your command!"

The Buddha's voice in the sky was sung, accompanied by countless auspiciousness, golden lotus, and two figures came from the east and quickly came to the scene.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

Although the golden-winged Roc has already reached the Great Luo Realm and may enter the Great Luo Realm at any time, how can it defeat the saint's blow?

The sword energy of Zhu Xian easily pierced the head of the golden-winged roc, destroyed its soul and wiped out all its spiritual imprints, only the origin of the Golden Immortal has not yet dissipated.

"Second brother!!!" The blue bird exclaimed with a sad cry and rushed forward to catch the golden-winged roc falling from the clouds.

"Demon Ancestor, you actually attacked a junior in Taiyi realm, but you are getting back more and more!" A touch of solemnity appeared in Amitabha's eyes.

At this time, the Demon Ancestor smiled coldly, Jin Peng's body was wrapped in black lotus and was sank into his heart: "The majesty of a saint cannot be offended. This person dares to touch the majesty of a saint, so he should be cut into pieces."

"You'll give my second brother back!" The blue bird held the body of the golden-winged roc, slashed the innate divine wind, and wanted to fight against the Demon Ancestor.

If a person is forced to the extreme and angry, he will not be afraid of any status and will be lawless and fearless.

"Don't be impulsive. The Demon Ancestor has gathered the great trend of the West. It is not advisable to have a conflict with him at this time. He will naturally have the opportunity to get back in the future!" Amitabha stretched out his hand, grabbed the blue bird, suppressed him by his side, and then waved his sleeves and put the golden-winged roc into his sleeves: "Hehe! What a Demon Ancestor, he is indeed lawless and has no scruples."

"Don't be so righteous. If it were you, you would never be ruthless if you were provoked by such ants!" A hint of ridicule appeared in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor.

After hearing the other party's words, Amitabha didn't say much, and rolled up the blue bird and turned around and left.

"Don't leave, the cultivation level of the Japanese ancestor is improved. I want to ask you for advice." The cold light flashed in the sleeves of the Demon ancestor, and the Sword of the Viagra has already tore through time and space, crossing the infinite void, and slashing towards Amitabha.

"The four swords of Zhu Xian have experienced blood sacrifices and have improved their quality. It's no wonder that they are called the most important treasure of killing!" Amitabha sensed the murderous intent that had increased by 30% compared to the past, and could not help but reveal a touch of solemnity in his eyes.

With a bent finger, he made a flower picking up a flower. A dreamy flower slowly bloomed in front of the Buddha. The flower seemed to have an infinite world flowing inside, endless sentient beings, endless cause and effect in it, constantly flashing.

"clang!"

With a sword falling, Jue Xian Sword retreated, and Amitabha had lost his trace.

"This little monk, his cultivation is indeed unfathomable!" The Demon Ancestor trembled and took back his immortal sword into his sleeve, gently pressed his trembling palm, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes: "Incredible, simply incredible!"

It should be noted that I used to launch the Jue Xian Sword, and the other party just had a casual blow.

"I haven't seen each other for a few days, and the other party's cultivation has actually increased again!" The Demon Ancestor lowered his eyebrows and eyes: "When my cultivation level goes further, I condense the immortal origin, the true spirit origin is merged with the twelve-grade black lotus, and master the power of the divine forbidden in it. Even if this guy is not a saint, I may not be inferior to the saint who has survived."

In the square celestial holy realm of Lingtai, Amitabha returned with a crying blue bird. Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of solemnity. Amitabha was his Dharma image, and he naturally knew what Amitabha had experienced.

"What a terrifying Demon Ancestor. If I hadn't had the billions of faiths from the three tribes before, I might not have been able to easily take his attack!" Yang Sanyang's eyebrows showed a murderous intent: "It seems that we need to take action as soon as possible to steal all the Fusang trees and the sycamore trees, and fulfill my avenue."

"Little Man, you want to avenge my second brother!" The blue bird held the golden-winged roc's corpse, and tears kept dripping from his eyes, sliding down his white cheeks.

"The Demon Ancestor has mastered the general trend of the West. Even if a saint takes action, he is not his opponent." Yang Sanyang shook his head: "If you want to take revenge, you still need to wait quietly for the opportunity."

"You should resurrect my second brother quickly! Although my second brother is unruly and bullies me on weekdays and is arrogant, he has many protections for my brothers and sisters, so he cannot be bullied by outsiders!" Qingniao stared at Yang Sanyang with his eyes tightly: "Little Manzi, you must resurrect my second brother."

"It's difficult!" Yang Sanyang frowned.

"How is it difficult? You can moisten my second brother with nectar, so it is naturally not difficult to resurrect my second brother. Don't worry, I will definitely bring tea and water in the future and repay you as a cow and a horse!" The blue bird looked at him with awesome eyes.

"He is different from your elder brother, Peacock. Your elder brother, Peacock, has already attained Daluo. The true spirit has been immortalized in the long river of time. No one can kill him. I just need to reshape its true spirit and naturally resurrect it. But your second brother does not have the Daluo Daoxing. Even if the origin law of the Golden Immortal remains, your second brother was killed by the Zhuxian Sword. This Zhuxian Sword Master's way of killing the kalpa will be killed by the Zhuxian Four Swords, even if the Daluo True God will not be able to be resurrected for billions of years, let alone your second brother, Taiyi Golden Immortal?" Yang Sanyang frowned and thought.

"Then...what should I do? You are a saint, there must be a way, right? You are a saint, there must be a way, right?" Bluebird looked anxious and looked at him with eyes.

"Hmph, how could I let him go easily when he was chasing my senior sister back then?" Yang Sanyang muttered in his heart. After a long time, he said: "Of course there is a solution, but it is very slow to take effect. You can leave his body here for the time being, and there may be a way to resurrect in the future. Now that your second brother is dead, I am afraid that the Phoenix Clan has been in trouble. This matter will never be easily let go. You should go back and persuade him to tell the reason."

Qingniao looked at him with a gaze: "Do you really have the chance to resurrect my second brother?"

"Well, don't worry!" Yang Sanyang nodded.

"Really?" Bluebird couldn't help asking again.

Yang Sanyang did not answer, but said, "In the future, the great catastrophe of the three tribes will be rolled up, so you should go back to the mountains to take refuge. Although my spiritual platform is small, it is a saint's temple and will never be stained with the destiny. Although you have some supernatural powers, you are unable to return to heaven in the great catastrophe and find it difficult to protect yourself."

"Yeah!" The blue bird nodded vigorously, then turned around and left.

"Haha" Looking at the blue bird's back as it was gone, Bai Ze's head emerged from behind the sycamore tree: "You little barbarian are so vicious. If she knows that the reason why the golden-winged big roll goes to the west to find the Demon Ancestor is your plan, and she must fight you to the death."

"I'm just using the law of cause and effect and interfering a little, but the golden-winged roc treats it as a life-saving straw!" Yang Sanyang sighed: "People who are deeply trapped in despair have no brains. If there is a glimmer of hope, they will hold on to it at all, and will not consider whether they can succeed."

"Mining's death is also a retribution for cause and effect. I took advantage of the hearts of other people's parents, and this retribution will naturally fall on me!" A trace of Buddha nature appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes.

"No, I thought of death before, how can cause and effect affect the past at this time?" Bai Ze refuted Yang Sanyang's words.

"You don't understand, there is no difference between these two stages of cause and effect, which one is in front and that one is in the back!" Yang Sanyang whispered: "In the cycle of reincarnation, there is no time, only cause and effect."

"I don't understand!" Bai Ze shook his head when he heard this.
Chapter completed!