Taiyi was stunned when he heard this, and then his fingers trembled in anger, pointing at the lazy Qilin King, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

The eighth prince had a bitter face on one side. At this time, he wanted to sew the mouth of the Qilin King, so he could only look at Taiyi with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, I am not in the same group as this old Qilin! I am not in the same group as this old Qilin! I am here to apologize on behalf of the Dragon Clan, don't want it..."

"No need to say it!" Taiyi suddenly stroked his sleeves: "Since you are not in the same group as him, then retreat quickly. When I clean up this old hoof, I will dispute your dragon clan again."

"Father!" Yu Qilin looked worried.

"No need to say my son, I will be cut off in my heart for my father!" King Qilin slowly glanced at the eighth prince: "It's no wonder that the Ancestral Dragon is unwilling to entrust the great cause of the dragon clan in your hands."

"Three Palms!" Taiyi stretched out his finger: "If you can withstand my three Palms and not die, I will write off the grudges of the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin tribes in one fell swoop."

King Qilin waved his hand and said to the Eighth Prince Yu Qilin: "You retreat and see if this person can beat me to death with three palms."

Seeing this, the eighth prince retreated without saying a word. On the one hand, Yu Qilin looked worried, but could not speak.

Yang Sanyang shook his head, without saying anything, jumped out and left the battlefield far away.

The Qilin King pushed out his palm, pushed the jade Qilin away, looked at Taiyi with a boring face, and pointed at his erect chest: "Come on, beat me to death!"

"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill you!" Taiyi's energy gathered around him, and the pressure that was stronger than the saint was slowly condensed. He looked at Yang Sanyang without any trace, and Taiyi showed a hint of surprise.

At this moment, Taiyi was also confused: Isn’t this old hoof crazy? He took the initiative to ask for death?

Yang Sanyang shook his head. He naturally knew the Qilin King's reliance, but he didn't say it.

With one palm, a palm that did not leak any energy or fireworks, fell to the chest of Qilin King in an understatement.

All power and energy gather in one palm, converge, and condense to the extreme, this palm is much more terrifying than the palm that collapses time and space.

But facing that palm, the Qilin King remained calm and stood there bored, quietly watching Taiyi's palm as jade as it fell on his chest.

"Bang~"

With a dull sound, the birds and birds in Buzhou Mountain flew in shock and couldn't help but shake. A wave of the wild land rolled up, and smoke and dust rose three feet into the air, and countless birds and beasts were all shocked.

For a moment, countless powerful people who were meditating and practicing woke up one after another, looking for the source of the shocking change.

"Clang~"

A chaotic bell rang, distorting nothingness, usurping the yin and yang of the universe, and qi mechanisms gathered in nothingness, but were broken by the chaotic bell, and the secret of heaven was instantly reversed and disordered.

The earth veins between heaven and earth were shaking, and Tai Yi looked at the figure opposite in disbelief, his eyes full of horror.

At the corner of the mouth, a wisp of golden blood slowly flowed out.

The more you exert force, the greater the backlash you will suffer! The stronger the rebound power will be!

The Qilin King looked at Taiyi with a expressionless face, and a mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth: "How?"

"Impossible, how could there be someone better than me in this world!" Taiyi couldn't believe it in his eyes.

"The world is full of things beyond your imagination! The cause and effect of my three tribes and the Heavenly Palace has been written off in one fell swoop?" King Qilin looked at Taiyi proudly.

Taiyi couldn't figure out why the Qilin King had such power!

"Don't be deceived by this old Qilin. This old Qilin took over the Buzhou and replaced it with the Houtu Supreme God. Buzhou Mountain is already the God of Buzhou. Buzhou Mountain suppresses and destroys all the laws of heaven and earth. In addition, this villain holds the Great Wasteland Vein and uses the Great Wasteland Vein to resolve the power of the Supreme God's palm!" Yang Sanyang spoke on the side and revealed the Qilin King's old truth: "The Supreme God will hit him, which is equivalent to hitting the law of heaven and earth, and becoming an enemy of heaven and earth."

"Although he is invincible, he will always have to leave Zhoushan. What's the use? Even if he leaves Buzhoushan, he is only three steps of Daluo's strength. Even if he cannot be killed, he can seal and suppress it. It's not scary!" Yang Sanyang said.

"Is there such a reason?" Taiyi was stunned, then looked at the Qilin King: "Okay, you old hoof, almost coaxed me."

"I am in Buzhou Mountain! The Qilin clan is in Buzhou Mountain! The Heavenly Palace is in Buzhou Mountain!" The Qilin King looked at Taiyi and said lazily: "How about this matter be resolved? My three clans are willing to surrender and surrender to the Heavenly Palace forever. All the energy and energy are returned to the Heavenly Palace, and they are not independent."

Taiyi was silent when he heard this, turned to look at Yang Sanyang, waiting for Yang Sanyang to speak.

"Uncle Shi, you have such strength, it's really hard for me to hide it! Did you hurt me just now? I'll massage your back for you!" The Eighth Prince woke up in a daze and came to the Qilin King with a flattering smile on his face: "You always hide so deeply, and you will rely on you to support your backbone in the future."

"You can become a king, but you need to enter my heavenly palace and honor my talisman! In the future, every Yuan Dynasty meeting, you will come to my heavenly palace to pay homage to you!" Yang Sanyang said expressionlessly: "Don't be coaxed by this old Qilin. You are the lord of the Great Wilderness. In theory, you are the same as the great wilderness and come from the same source as it. The earth is also part of your authority. Naturally, you cannot do anything to him. But the saints are not. As long as two saints come, they can seal them forever in Buzhou Mountain and cannot see the light of heaven."

"Boy, you're looking for trouble, are you?" King Qilin suddenly turned dark when he heard this.

Yang Sanyang smiled and said, "King Qilin, I only ask you whether you should respond or not! If you respond, please submit it to the present and your luck will return to the heavenly palace. If you do not respond, I will submit the present to ask the saint to surrender you and wipe your Qilin clan out of the world."

"Your son is also the bloodline of the Qilin clan! Don't go too far!" The Qilin King stared at him.

Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back and looked up at the sky without saying a word.

"My dragon clan responds! My dragon clan responds!" The eighth prince hurriedly said, "The Qilin clan responds too! The Qilin clan responds too! I will also talk to the Phoenix clan."

King Qilin did not refute after hearing this, but just stood there with no interest. Since he knew that one day he would die, King Qilin has lost interest in everything.

Sooner or later, why are you fighting for so much?

He wanted to take a try and change his destiny. However, now he can't even get out of Buzhou Mountain, how can he change his destiny?

“Haha~”

Yang Sanyang smiled strangely.

On the other hand, Taiyi smiled strangely.

The two laughed and called the three of them a little creepy. The eighth prince quickly pulled the Qilin King and the Yu Qilin away.

"Three tribes!" Taiyi suddenly sighed: "It's a pity that the three tribes were still not taken down."

"The three tribes are difficult to become a climate. How big can a saint be seen? "Yang Sanyang disagreed: "The wild land is so large, and the three tribes have limited territory. They live in a corner, so what can they do?"

"That's right, I'm just a little worried about that old guy Zulong!" Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang.

"Ancestral Dragon? It's hard to say! As long as Your Majesty controls the starry sky, no one can shake your position!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

Hearing this, he nodded too much: "Kunpeng, I treat him well, and I didn't expect that he would betray me."

"I have a cause and effect with Kunpeng, and I am willing to go for Your Majesty!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile: "But I need to use Your Majesty to call the demon banner."

"Let's go, go quickly and return!" Taiyi handed the demon flag to Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang nodded, took the Demon-Strike Banner, turned into a golden rainbow, and rushed straight to the East China Sea.

The coast of the East China Sea

A figure in red clothes, like a sculpture, stood quietly on the top of the mountain with his hands on his back, looking at the Wuken Sea without saying a word.

"Junior Brother Styx!" Yang Sanyang showed his body in front of Styx.

"Senior brother is here!" Styx looked at him and squeezed out an ugly smile: "I'm waiting for you again, wanting to see you. Since you are here, I'm leaving."

When Yang Sanyang heard this, his smile disappeared, and his eyes looked at the Styx River, and his body was storm and karma. What huge karma should it be to slaughter the great beasts and billions of sentient beings?

This body of karma is borne by Yang Sanyang!

The mistakenly Styx is not the one who slaughtered the Great Wilderness is Yang Sanyang.

"Go back to the mountains?" Yang Sanyang said.

"Return to the sea of ​​blood!" Styx sighed, "I want to comprehend the holy way. As long as I can become a saint, all tribe members can be resurrected."

"Your Majesty Taiyi intends to recruit you." Yang Sanyang took out a pot of wine and drank it gently.

"Senior Brother should know my intentions." Styx shook his head: "There are many troubles in the Heavenly Palace, which brings together all the interests of the Great Wilderness. Although the senior brother has extraordinary background and extraordinary skills, it is not a good place to go after all. If you have the opportunity, you should withdraw as soon as possible."

Yang Sanyang was silent, just drinking wine, and then said for a long time: "I can't pull myself away! But you are just right now."

"Take care for senior brother!" Styx extended his hand, grabbed the gourd in Yang Sanyang's hand, and took a big sip.

Seeing that the Styx was about to turn around and leave, Yang Sanyang shouted: "Let's go."

"What else do you have to do?" Styx stopped and turned to look at him.

Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm and sank straight into the void. Then he saw sweat on his forehead and began to turn pale. His clothes were wet, and his sweat was as painful as rain.

After a long time, I saw him pulling his palm back from the void with panting like a cow. A burst of fragrance thrust into his nose, and a colorful lotus appeared in his hand.

"These are four native lotus flowers in my eight-treasure lotus pond. Today I will give you one to suppress your anger!" Yang Sanyang's body trembled, his face was sallow, and he came to the Styx with a trembling body and handed the lotus to the Styx.

When Styx heard this, he just lowered his head and looked at the lotus. Sweat stains flowed on Yang Sanyang Yuru's palm, just like morning dew.

"This is the flower of the Eight Treasure Lotus Pond!" After a long time, Styx sighed, and a wave appeared in his eyes: "How precious is this thing? Senior brother is willing to give it up?"

"I only know that you need him more than I do!" Yang Sanyang squeezed out a smile.
Chapter completed!