The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

Jieyin was about to drive the treasure building, and when he pressed it again, he was stunned for a moment when he heard Minghe's words.

"Godfather? Where did you get your godfather from Styx?"

If Styx really had a father, it can only be said to be Great Master Pan Gu.

But the Great Master Pan Gu has long since fallen, and even Hongjun is not qualified among the current Almighty, and he would not dare to respond to the karma of Ming He's godfather.

What Styx wanted was this effect. Half of his previous arrogant posture was forced by the situation and he could only fight, and the other half was to prove that he would fight to the end and had the strength.

But in the final analysis, he is really not an opponent for receiving, at least not now.

If he had a choice, he didn't want to do anything, so he brought up the godfather matter to arouse the interest of attracting people, and put off his thoughts of doing it.

After all, even if you can be reincarnated again and again, it will consume your origin. If you really get angry, it will not take thousands of years. I am afraid that countless killing moves will be released in a flash, and within a hundred years, the water of the sea of ​​​​blood It was completely exhausted.

For an existence like them, a hundred years is just the blink of an eye.

"Speaking out will scare you to death. My godfather gave me this Hongmeng Yundao shovel. My godfather still has hundreds of treasures like this!"

Styx opened his mouth and said, very arrogant.

He didn't know how many Yang Li had.

In Minghe's eyes, Yang Li's degree of mystery is even higher than that of Hongjun, far from being able to match it.

The more contact with Yang Li, the more I can understand Yang Li's unfathomable.

Back then at the end of the Great Dao, because the sea of ​​blood dried up temporarily, he would really die if he died, so he softened with Yang Li.

But after being in contact with the nether world for a while, especially after discovering that the shovel given by Yang Li became more and more terrifying with practice, he was really convinced by Styx.

In the past, if Jieyin came to mess with him, he would not be able to stop him at all, let alone injure Jieyin, and crack the Jieyin treasure building.

He could only dive into the sea of ​​blood and watch the saint wipe away layers of blood and force him out.

Without the Hongmeng Yundao shovel, the sea of ​​blood would not be able to stop it for a year!
Now it all depends on the primordial purple energy as the foundation of the blood sea binding.

Although there is only a trace, it is also the foundation of the holy way.

Jie Yin was really taken aback by Styx, he looked at Styx's expression, and calculated again, although he still couldn't calculate anything, but at least he knew that Styx didn't tell lies, he really had a godfather .

"It can't be Teacher Hongjun. He controls the way of heaven, and the most important thing is cause and effect. He won't bear the title of godfather of Styx."

"Could it be the Sanqing? But it's messed up. The three of them are also descendants of Great Venerable Pan Gu, and they have intersected with Ming He in the same generation, and they dare not go beyond the etiquette and humiliate the Great Venerable."

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became. Jieyin calmed down and took back the treasure building in the sky. After seeing the cracks in the base, he stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the treasure building returned to its original state.

"Styx, what's your godfather's name?"

Western religion wants to be strong, on the one hand, it needs talents, such as Styx, and on the other hand, it needs magic weapons, such as Hongmeng Yundao Shovel.

But more importantly, you still have to have peak combat power.

In the Six Sages of the Way of Heaven, the four saints are all from the east, and they are the pillars of the Taoist sect.

Only Jieyin and Zhunti, the two are from the Western religion, and they want to establish another sect outside of Taoism, and find the way to transcend again.

Two vs. four, plus the magic weapon is not as good as it can only be able to give in to various opportunities and occupy the smallest share.

The more you retreat, the weaker you become, it's a vicious circle.

The godfather of Styx must be a saint, there is nothing wrong with that.

But thinking about all the saints, none of them would be this godfather.

The only possibility is that Styx's godfather is another existence beyond ants, which has never appeared before, or in other words, has not appeared for a long time.

This can be fought for. If you win over to the Western Church, if you are three against four, you won't have such a disadvantage.

Especially Nu Wa, her mind was not on Taoism, she only thought about race disputes.

Jieyin was excited, waiting for Styx's answer.

At this moment, his attitude was harmonious, and he turned into a look of compassion.

Ming He glanced at him, sneered in his heart, and said arrogantly on his face: "My godfather is Saint Yang Li!"

Yang Li?

Jieyin pondered for a long time, but he had never heard of this name.

But it doesn't matter, the saint is linked to the heavens and has a lot of spiritual thoughts. Following the guidance of the name Yang Li, he traveled the universe in an instant and searched for all the creatures named Yang Li.

There are more than 8000 million Yang Li in the prehistoric world, and there are more than 400 million Yang Li in the stars of the universe.

Screening out the ordinary realm, there are chances, and those who have the status of longevity fruit add up to thousands.

Divine thoughts manifested, observed one by one, but found that none of them could not be seen through.

This is a bit strange. Western religions are based on the law of cause and effect, and when they are involved, they can be called omniscient.

Jieyin is a saint of this way. As long as he knows his name, even if he is a saint, he can follow the connection between his name and his real body to come to the saint.

Unless the sage had been on guard for a long time, he had cut off the cause and effect of his name early on.

But after thinking about it, Yang Liming is unknown, he is clearly a reclusive saint, he should not know his own methods, why did he get nothing from this investigation?

Could it be...

This Yang Li is proficient in the method of restraining breath, even Tian Dao can't see the identity of the longevity fruit, so he is naturalized among mortals?
There are too many mortals, Jieyin sighed in his heart, and rarely said with emotion: "The name of this saint is too vulgar. If it is called Yang Dan or Yang Bian, it will be easier to find."

Spiritual thoughts split up, billions of clones, together with billions of worlds, billions of Yang Li.

This is to receive and guide countless saints.

Flying through the sky at high speed, Yang Li's mind suddenly moved, as if someone was talking about him again.

But unlike Styx's, this seemingly invisible voice seems to have malicious intentions.

"Which bastard is scolding me?"

Yang Li muttered, raised his head suddenly, and looked ahead.

At this moment, Kunpeng also looked terrified and stopped.

There is a hazy golden light flashing in the sky, layers of twelve lotus flowers, an old man with a sad face and a fat yellow robe, sitting on it, looking over.

Finding that Yang Li and Kunpeng could see him, he nodded and asked:
"Fellow Daoist is Yang Li?"

Yang Li felt that the voice was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

After thinking about it carefully, he pointed at the old man and shouted, "You were the one who scolded me just now?!"

I heard a malicious voice before, saying something like Yang Li Yang Dan Yang Bian, it was exactly the same as this old man's voice.

Hearing this, he was shocked. He didn't expect that Yang Li was so good. He only said a few words in his heart, but Yang Li actually knew it?

That is of course impossible to admit.

"Fellow Daoist was joking, this is the first time we've met, why would I scold you?"

Reception smiled.

Yang Li also smiled and patted Kunpeng's head, "It makes sense."

"But I don't like to listen to reason. Anyway, I'm pretty sure that it's your voice!"

"Xiao Hui, charge me, beat him up!"