Outside the Nantianmen, Ao Chun held Yang Jian tightly in an unquestionable manner. His eyes swept across the gods present like ice blades, and the air was filled with a suffocating tension.
Although the faces of the gods were different and complicated, Ao Chun comforted himself by guessing that this might be their secret admiration for his heroic actions.
He is still immature in terms of cultivation, but at this moment, what he holds tightly in his hand is the Dragon Clan's supreme treasure - the Immortal Slayer Dagger, and what he is coercing is actually Yang Jian, the aloof judicial god. He is doing everything just to rescue his loved ones.
brother!
Who else can be the hero of the world but me?
"Did you not hear my warning?" Ao Chun raised his voice with a determination that could not be refuted, "Release Chenxiang and Sun Wukong immediately, otherwise, Yang Jian's life will be the soul of the dead under the dagger in my hand!"
Roaring Sky Dog:......
You might as well say it's more likely that I'll laugh to death.
After a moment of silence, Roaring Sky Dog tried his best to suppress the smile that was about to overflow from the corner of his mouth, and turned to look at Yang Jian.
It knows that it is just a dog that faithfully follows its master's orders. It will only take action if its master instructs it.
Yang Jian's voice was low and powerful, cutting through the noise around him: "Didn't you hear what Ao Chun, the eighth prince of the East China Sea, said? Release Chenxiang and Sun Wukong immediately."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Roaring Sky Dog responded quickly, for fear of being delayed by a second.
Then, it hurriedly turned around and issued an order to the heavenly soldiers and generals, asking them to release the restraints on Sun Wukong and Agarwood. It did not forget to "kindly" kick them each. This kick unexpectedly knocked out the sleeping Sun Wukong.
Kick awake.
Although Chen Xiang was full of doubts and didn't understand how Ao Chun was able to hold Yang Jian, a great master of supernatural powers, he quickly helped up the staggering Sun Wukong, and the two of them limped behind Ao Chun.
Ao Chun looked around and saw many immortals and gods standing in the heaven, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals waiting in formation outside. He couldn't help feeling panic in his heart.
"Agarwood, what should we do now?" Ao Chun's voice was full of anxiety.
When he first rushed out, it was all with passion and courage. However, at this moment, facing the predicament in front of him, he realized that whether they killed Yang Jian or let him go, it seemed difficult for them to escape.
After all, there are so many immortals gathered here, even if each of them only spits, it is enough to drown the three of them.
Chen Xiang clutched her heart tightly and took a deep breath, her heart filled with confusion.
He didn't know what kind of methods Yang Jian had used on him. The magic power of the elixir that was originally surging in his body was now suppressed by a huge stone, silent in his meridians, and could not be used no matter what.
Now, all he can rely on is the remaining magic power in his flesh and blood, which can barely maintain his figure in the sky and prevent him from falling.
After a moment of contemplation, Chen Xiang plucked up the courage and said loudly: "Yang Jian, I order you to let the Roaring Sky Dog release my father, and swear not to embarrass us again. At the same time, you cannot implicate my relatives in Huashan and Donghai by any means.
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"Hmph!" Yang Jian showed no fear even though a sharp blade was held on his neck: "The rules of heaven are the rules of heaven and cannot be violated. Guilty is guilty. If I let you go, will other gods let you go?
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"Then I will kill you!" Ao Chun turned the blade impulsively, with a trace of determination in his tone.
However, at this moment, his heart was filled with regret. He thought that if Heavenly Court once again implicated Donghai because of his impulse, he would become a sinner of Donghai and even the Dragon Clan.
"Wait a minute, Prince Eight, calm down!" At this tense moment, a white-haired Taoist with an immortal spirit walked out from among the gods, it was Taibai Jinxing.
"Say it!" Ao Chun responded quickly. He now also felt that it was difficult to get off the tiger, and he urgently needed a step down.
The appearance of Taibai Venus seems to have brought a change to this deadlock.
Taibai Jinxing's tone was gentle and polite: "The eighth prince Ao Chun, Chen Xiang, and the judicial god Yang Jian execute punishments on behalf of heaven. He also has his own secrets and can only act according to heaven's rules and precepts.
Even if you succeed today, the next justice god will continue to pursue you, and by then, based on your actions today, the consequences you will face may be more severe, and may even affect innocent people in the East China Sea and Huashan."
"Then what should we do according to what you said?" Ao Chun asked eagerly.
Taibai Jinxing smiled slightly and said: "Actually, the root of the problem lies in Agarwood. If he is willing to give up his magic power, become a mortal and spend the rest of his life peacefully, then given time, when this matter subsides, Yang Chan may have a chance to regain his freedom.
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As for Donghai, it was just a moment of loyalty, not an irresolvable crime. Well, God of Justice, the old Taoist is willing to be the middleman. As long as Chenxiang is willing to give up his magic power, you agree to let the mortal Chen Fei go, and promise not to be implicated in the future.
East China Sea."
When Yang Jian heard this, he frowned and fell into deep thought.
Ao Chun was furious: "This is absolutely impossible! Chen Xiang has sacrificed too much to save his mother, why do you let him abandon his cultivation with just one sentence?
Moreover, the lifespan of a mortal is limited, so even if his mother is released after a few decades, what is the point?"
As a Dragon Clan, Ao Chun received strict education since childhood and knew that only power in one's own hands can provide true security. Placing one's hope on others and giving up one's own power is tantamount to Tai'a's betrayal.
Such examples in history often do not end well.
Chen Xiang on the side seemed a little shaken. He pondered for a moment, pursed his lips, and asked directly: "Old sir, can I trust you?"
Taibai Jinxing chuckled and said: "The old Taoist is Taibai Jinxing, and his reputation in heaven has been pretty good in recent years. If you don't believe it, you can ask the fighting Buddha next to you.
Furthermore, the God of Justice is your uncle after all, and he actually doesn’t want to do things too badly. Otherwise, with his strength, if he really wants to kill you, why would he let the roaring dog bluff by?
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Agarwood, let it go, this is the best choice for everyone."
"Agarwood!" Ao Chun's voice contained undeniable severity.
At this moment, he was extremely anxious. Whether it was him personally, the four princesses of the Dragon Clan, or even the entire Dragon Clan, they had put huge efforts and expectations into Chen Xiang.
He even secretly added precious ancestral dragon blood to Agarwood's food to help it accelerate its growth.
Because of this, Agarwood was able to absorb Laojun's elixir in a short period of time and possess earth-shattering magic power.
Behind this is the silent dedication and hard work of countless people. Although Chen Xiang is still immature in terms of moves for the time being, with his talent and careful teaching by the strong men of the Dragon Clan, given time, he will surely become a person who can rival or even surpass the God of Justice.
existence.
Seeing that Chen Xiang is about to step onto the stage of the Three Realms and become the vanguard of the Dragon Clan's battle with Heaven, it is undoubtedly an extremely stupid decision to give up everything at this moment.
Ao Chun knew very well that there were only three things that could happen, and Laojun was not a stupid person. It was almost impossible to replicate such an investment again.
As for the fact that this matter may involve himself and the Dragon Clan, he doesn't care. In his opinion, these are temporary. For the glorious future of the Dragon Clan, he is willing to bear all necessary sacrifices.
"Agarwood, you can't give up!" Ao Chun's voice was firm and decisive.
Chen Xiang shook his head slightly and turned his eyes to the master Sun Wukong beside him, his eyes full of questions: "Holy Buddha, do you think I can trust this old gentleman?"
He wishes everyone well, even at the expense of himself.
Sun Wukong was supported by agarwood. Although his body was extremely weak, he still tried his best to look up at the Taibai Venus. Then he looked around at the immortals and gods he had met on the way to the Western Heaven. His heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Being alive means there is still hope!
Recalling all the help Taibai Jinxing had given him back then, and even getting himself, a great demon from the lower realms with no background, a job as a guard of the Peach Garden, Sun Wukong couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
It was because I was not so arrogant back then, knew how to be patient, and silently used the flat peaches to improve my cultivation. How could I be afraid of small characters like Yang Jian now?
"Alas! The road of life is walked step by step by oneself." Sun Wukong sighed secretly in his heart.
He turned to Chen Xiang, with firmness in his voice: "This old man Taibai Jinxing is trustworthy, but Chen Xiang, you don't need to worry about me. I am a Buddhist fighting and defeating Buddha, and Yang Jian will not kill me easily. You just need to take care of yourself and do what you want."
Make the most correct choice.”
After saying that, Sun Wukong slowly closed his eyes, his vision turned dark, and his thoughts became silent. At this moment, he even began to doubt whether a certain dream he had had was the plot that was about to happen in the future.
He felt confused and confused, and did not understand why he was inexplicably standing on the opposite side of heaven and the enemy of the entire world.
"Will I die? What does death feel like? After death, does it mean that everything returns to nothingness?" Sun Wukong asked silently in his heart, but no one could give an answer.
Agarwood clenched her teeth, and her mind was full of thoughts, like surging waves.
After a moment, he looked at Yang Jian resolutely, with a hint of determination in his voice: "Uncle, as long as I give up my supernatural powers and return to Chenjia Village to live out the rest of my life peacefully, can you let my father go?"
After defeating Buddha, Sun Wukong, and Ao Chun, let everyone go?"
Yang Jian's face remained calm, and he nodded gently: "Of course!"
"Then you make a written pledge and swear an oath to me!" Chen Xiang's voice rose a bit.
The corners of Yang Jian's mouth raised slightly, revealing a playful smile: "A true man means what he says, and the Five Sacred Mountains are indifferent!"
Chenxiang clenched her fists, and after a moment of silence, she finally nodded: "Okay! All the gods and gods in heaven are here to witness. As a dignified god of justice, I believe you still want to save face."
After saying this, Chen Xiang raised her hand and slapped her forehead without hesitation.
"boom--"
Huge divine power instantly overflowed like a tide. Upon seeing this, the surrounding immortals and heavenly soldiers took the opportunity to absorb the escaped immortal power.
After doing all this, Chen Xiang's body collapsed directly to the ground, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, his soul had collapsed, his mana was out of control, and it was constantly overflowing from his body.
In a few days, he will become an ordinary human being.
He looked up at Yang Jian, his eyes full of expectation and struggle: "Now, it's your turn."
Yang Jian gently raised his hand and ordered the roaring dog: "Bring Chen Fei here."
"Yes!" The barking dog responded and quickly carried out its master's order.
After a while, Chen Fei, who was covered with bruises and seemed unconscious, was brought over. As soon as he saw Chen Xiang, his eyes immediately became moist, and tears blurred his vision. He staggered over and rushed over, his voice choked with sobs: "Son, what are you doing?
Already?"
Immediately afterwards, he turned around angrily and yelled at Yang Jian, spitting with excitement: "Yang Jian, Chen Xiang is also your nephew after all, how can you treat him like this? You are going too far!
You ungrateful thing, if Yang Chan hadn't sacrificed his life to save you, would you be where you are today? And I, who have worked hard for you for thousands of years, can just give it up now. People like you are simply a villain!
....."
Seeing this, Chen Xiang quickly interrupted: "Dad, stop talking, I am the one who is willing to deprive myself of my divine power."
"Gah?" Chen Fei was stunned. He looked at his son in disbelief. Originally, he thought that when he came out, he could stage a heroic rescue of his son, angering Yang Jian and asking him to beat him to death. Then Chen Xiang was angry.
It broke out, its combat power soared, and it swept everything.
At that time, he will be able to have a fairy wife, a fairy son and a fairy brother-in-law, and from then on he can lie down and enjoy a happy life.
However, now his son has actually deprived himself of his supernatural powers? He simply couldn't believe his ears. What kind of son is he not a fool? If so, wouldn't he have to return to the mortal world and suffer?
After a moment of silence, Chen Fei looked up at Yang Jian, and his attitude immediately became submissive: "Second Master, actually... I was just joking."
Immortals and gods...
Yang Jian:......
Little yellow cat:......
Just when everyone fell into silence, Yang Jian suddenly took action. He quickly broke away from Ao Chun's restraints, and with his hands as fast as lightning, he struck Ao Chun and Sun Wukong between the eyebrows respectively.
"Puff~" Two dull sounds, accompanied by the spray of blood, Sun Wukong and Ao Chun also fell to the ground helplessly.
When Chen Xiang saw this, he was furious: "Yang Jian, you don't keep your word!"
Yang Jian glanced at him coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips: "Haha, I promised to let you go, but I never said I wouldn't destroy you. How naive!"
After saying that, he snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and strode away, his back looking cold and decisive.
The Roaring Dog followed closely behind and snorted at Chenxiang and the others. Seeing that there seemed to be flames jumping in their eyes, it immediately stuck out its tongue with a playful smile and said provocatively: "Just a little bit! You can't beat me now!"
Seeing this, several heavenly soldiers also imitated the behavior of the howling heavenly dog, and walked up to Chenxiang one by one. Each of them snorted, as if they were showing their majesty to Chenxiang while maintaining their formation.
Finally, a small and exquisite yellow cat came over. It was only the size of a palm, its golden hair was soft and cute, its big blue eyes were shining with cuteness, and it walked crookedly.
It glared at the four people in Agarwood, and followed the example before, sticking out its tongue playfully: "Luan Luo Luo!"
