I, Yang Guo's son, abducted Zhang Sanfeng and traversed countless worlds.

"Yes, yes, Yang knows his mistake. I forgive you."

Yang Gui didn't take it seriously and apologized without sincerity. The three people next to him, Haotian, Tulai, and Minghe, all gave a thumbs up secretly. Even the female saint dared to provoke him, which was the first time since the Conferred God Tribulation.

"You..." Hou Tu really wanted to punch Yang Gui in the face. Even though she looks like a thin beauty, she is still one of the twelve ancestral witches. Back then, she relied on her physical strength to fight with people. It was not a problem to blast the dragon veins of two fairy mountains with one punch.

But after thinking about it, I gave up this tempting idea. Not only was this man a saint, he was also known as the Turtle Immortal. He also carried a huge turtle shell behind his back, so he was obviously good at defense.

Hou Tu, an authentic saint, is just like Huang Tianhua's Daluo Jinxian. He only has this strength in the underworld, but it is not difficult to deal with people with real strength.

Therefore, if Houtu himself fights against a saint, he will suffer a loss. And if the opponent doesn't even fight back and relies on her own strong defense to fight for a long time in the underworld, her home court, but still can't break through their defense, then the empress Tu Tu's face will be completely lost.

Hou Tu gritted his teeth and was angry for a long time, then he hummed and said: "Huh, Director Yang, do you know why the Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, and Patriarch Styx are so afraid of female saints? Never mess with women. Still need to know.”

"I know, but I'm not afraid."

Yang Gui spread his hands in a bachelor's manner, "Then I am a leading cadre of Heavenly Court. The personnel transfer is approved by the Jade Emperor. Even if you have any objections to me, my job is Heavenly Court. If Heavenly Court collapses, I will go to the West to make a living." Well, there’s not much difference.”

"Your uncle..." Haotian and Tulai almost shouted out loud, but after thinking about the slap that almost killed Tathagata, they chose to stop and keep their mouths shut tightly without saying a word.

"Besides, if people ask me when I go out later, why I changed my position from Heaven to the West, I will say it's because I respect you too much, and then I was targeted. I have to tell this matter, tsk..."

Yang Gui had no intention of letting Hou Tu go. He shook his head and clicked his tongue, "Other people don't dare to laugh at you. I think Senior Sister Nuwa will definitely hold up banners in the Wa Palace to laugh at you. By then, wherever there is a Nuwa Temple in the world, If you put up this banner, you will be famous all over the world!"

"I can't bear it anymore, look at my palms!" Hou Tu's face turned red, and she stood up with a "swish". With a flip of her palms, the ground under her long legs, which were at least 1.3 meters long, turned over completely, like a He pressed his big hand towards Yang Gui.

As expected, Yang Gui didn't hide. He slowly turned around on the spot and pointed his butt towards Hou Tu. It's not disrespectful to his female colleagues, it's just because he has a turtle shell on his back.

"Oh!"

In an instant, huge wind pressure arose, and even Styx, the three-corpse quasi-sage standing nearby, felt a little unsteady. Looking back, Haotian and Tathagata had already retreated tens of thousands of miles away, squatting on the wall. I went to eat melon seeds and watch the fun.

"You two are so unfaithful!" Ancestor Minghe scolded angrily, blood surged, and disappeared. Then he appeared next to Tathagata and pushed him to the side, "Junior, make some room for me. ”

"You can just sit in such a big seat, why are you squeezing with me?" Tathagata rolled his eyes, spit out the melon seed shells, and patted the crickets next to him twice.

"Senior Brother Minghe, it's not that we don't have loyalty, it's just that you lack experience in dealing with saints." Haotian said with a smile beside him.

"Nonsense, do I dare to deal with a saint?" Again, before the gods were enthroned to measure calamity and the heavens stabilized the three realms, the ancestor of Styx was a standard villain in the ancient world. He was always accompanied by seas of blood, and a group of asuras took the life of killing. nourishment.

It's okay to hide in the sea of ​​​​blood and not come out. If he still dares to approach the saint, the best outcome is to meet the Second Saint of the West and send him to the west to become a Buddha; if he meets a hot-tempered leader like Tongtian, Maybe he could beheaded with the Zhuxian Sword.

When Tongtian burst into flames, he even wanted to destroy the entire prehistoric world, refining the earth, fire, water and wind. Are he still afraid of the consequences of the drying up of the sea of ​​blood? That is to say, after the heaven was settled, he became a neighbor with Hou Tu in the underworld. This was considered an occasional contact, and they were just acquaintances, but they were not very familiar with each other.

"Yes, after all, Brother Minghe, you have never seen Brother Yang take action." Haotian shook his head, "I just beat Tathagata before I came here. It was just a move. It didn't even count as a move. I just stretched out my hand and gave it to him. He almost pulled out his heart when he was pressed to the ground. So if they want to attack, how dare we not hide?"

"Do you have to bury me for a while?" Tathagata glared at Haotian. It is true that he is a nephew in terms of seniority, but who cares about seniority when he comes out to hang out? Adult mortals all know that when you come out to hang out, you need to talk about power and background. He is the Tathagata, the majestic Lord of the Western Heaven and the leader of Buddhism. Isn’t that enough to talk to you, the Jade Emperor, on an equal footing?
"Then tell me, have you ever asked someone to lie down?" The Jade Emperor was still afraid of him. His calamity alone was several times older than when he came to the Buddha. What kind of gangster hadn't he seen before? "If you are really dissatisfied, go up and help Queen Houtu now and give your uncle a head-on blow."

"That's not necessary..." Tathagata's main message is that as long as I intimidate quickly enough, no one can beat me. "We are all a family, and we are harmonious. Why do we have to fight and kill each other?"

"Oh, so you are dissatisfied with me for doing this?" A cold female voice with suppressed anger sounded from behind. The three of them looked back and saw that Hou Tu's dress was covered with dust and his hair was a little messy. Standing behind them, Yang Gui was obviously knocked out.

Tathagata Buddha looked horrified and was about to explain something. Before he could speak, he saw a jade hand stretching out from the void and touching his chest.

"Hey, Amitabha!"

Tathagata screamed, and was pushed backwards by a huge force again, and fell heavily to the ground. It was exactly the same as the way Yang Gui pressed Tathagata to lie down when they just discussed.

It’s just that there is no wrestling session after that. Firstly, Houtu was on her own home court, so she didn't need to suppress her strength. Secondly, she was also a woman, and a beautiful woman, so she wouldn't let a fat, fat man like Tathagata grab her arm and take advantage of her.

Tathagata fell to the ground with a bang, and Houtu clenched her hand into a fist, turning it into a horizontal punch, and hit Tathagata in the chest with a punch. With a "crack", Tathagata's sternum was sunken.

Then he straightened his hair, glanced at the three of them, gave a cold "hum", and walked back with his 1.3-meter long legs.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Tathagata Buddha coughed and vomited blood, which was also mixed with some internal organs. According to serious physiological anatomy, even if the internal organs are shaken to stew, it is impossible to be coughed out from the trachea, but who makes the queen a saint?

Then why are you laughing? A true saint is no longer a saint? If you don't accept it, just look at how miserable Tathagata's fate will be now.

"Why do you think you have to pretend to be so cool?" Haotian shook his head and turned away, "Since I consider myself a junior, won't this beating fall on me?"

"You little fat guy, your skills are here, but your eyesight is far behind!" Ming He also shook his head and followed Haotian's footsteps. "Master Tathagata was also a decent man when he was alive. Why don't you just leave without spitting?"

Yang Gui looked at the two people walking back in surprise. He stretched out his hand, and the invisible energy condensed into a big hand and grabbed Tathagata. His thumb popped out of his clenched fist, and a small bean popped out, which happened to fall into Tathagata's mouth.

"Fairy beans, eat them."

Tathagata reluctantly chewed the fairy beans in his mouth, and just after he swallowed it, his eyes suddenly lit up, he turned over and jumped up, looking at his whole body incredulously.

"Okay? Everything is okay?"

Tathagata touched his chest in disbelief in a very inelegant manner. It’s no wonder that he lost his composure, this was the damage caused by the saint! Not to mention the damage, when I asked him to roll up and put away the wind and fire futon, he was dizzy for twenty years.

The Tathagata didn't care about the face of the Western Heaven Buddha, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Gui, "Bang Bang", "Thank you, uncle, for giving me the magic medicine!"

"So awesome?" Not to mention Haotian and Minghe, even Hou Tu looked at Yang Gui in surprise. She just couldn't beat Yang Gui, and the woman had a temper attack. She took out her anger on Tathagata. She was originally going to hurt him for hundreds of years. This was based on Tathagata's strength as a three-corpse quasi-sage.

Unexpectedly, a small bean cured him, "There is no magic medicine like this in heaven, right? Are you better at refining elixirs than the Supreme Saint?"

"Then, how can you say that you are a saint? This level of cultivation has been achieved in vain?" Yang Gui raised his head proudly.

After all, he is also the ancestor who founded the alchemy practice in Dou Qi Continent. After becoming a saint in this world, he can even trace it back to the end of the art. His alchemy skills may not be as good as his senior brother's, but even the Supreme Master in the Tushita Palace in Heaven is not even a little bit worse than him.

"Give me a few hundred kilograms later." Hou Tu looked at Yang Gui with brilliant eyes.

"What do you want this thing for? You are a saint and you don't leave the underworld even if you have nothing to do. Are you still worried about getting hurt?" Yang Gui looked at Hou Tu who had lasers in his eyes and involuntarily took half a step back, assuming a defensive posture.

There is no way, boys have to protect themselves outside, especially as a handsome guy who is cruel to others. Do you know how many old ladies drugged you and then got into bed?

"Can't I go out and relax?" Hou Tu said angrily: "I have been staying in the core of the underworld for so many years. Isn't this worse than Shen Gongbao? I can also use my avatar to go out and play from time to time, okay?"

Shen Gongbao: Thank you for the invitation. If you are in Haiyan, don’t do anything.

"Okay, okay, okay, what are you doing? Just make a report later and submit it to the underworld for approval according to the materials needed. Report to His Majesty. If His Majesty approves the supplies, I will refine them for you."

Yang Gui stretched out his hand to guide Haotian beside him: "We are all making a living under the command of His Majesty the Jade Emperor. The heavenly materials and earthly treasures in that palace are all in the imperial treasury and cannot be used privately. Can you get this? Fairy beans, it still depends on whether our Majesty approves it or not.”

"Accurate!" Haotian was so frightened that his voice was like a squealing chicken. He jumped up and shouted: "Accurate! How can it not be accurate! The ghosts of the dead reincarnate all the year round, which consumes a lot of money and is very dangerous. How can we not use some medicinal materials? That’s right! I’ll ask Lux to send it to you when you get back!”

"Hey, Your Majesty, look at this, I am only one person. She uses these hundreds of kilograms of fairy beans by herself. Isn't it a bit extravagant and wasteful..." Yang Gui said earnestly: "Diligence and frugality are decreed by you personally. Regulations must be followed by everyone in heaven.”

"How can it be possible! Your Majesty's hard work is worth her weight in gold. Her body is delicate and her flesh is precious. It is reasonable and reasonable to use more elixirs!" Haotian was almost scared to death. You are my brother. Do you have to ruin me here?

"Okay, no more. See what you're afraid of." Hou Tu got annoyed when she heard that she still had to submit an approval report. She was a saint, besides Hongjun, who did she need to ask for approval from? He glanced at Haotian angrily, then looked at Yang Gui: "Who cares about your potion?"

"Hey, your majesty, you heard me. Empress Houtu doesn't care about the medicine from heaven. I think this year's elixirs will be distributed, so I'll stop it for the underworld, and let the incarnation of my senior brother rest!" Yang Guihua hurriedly said. Then he said.

"Brother, dear brother, can we let me go?" The Jade Emperor was about to cry, and his face was uglier than the Tathagata who had just been beaten. "Can we take care of the matter in front of us first? The Dongyue Emperor committed suicide just now Come on, shall we take a look over there first?”

"What are you trying to save? They've all rushed to the battlefield!" Hou Tu said helplessly.

It's been such a long time, how could it be possible that nothing has changed. Everyone looked at the big screen, and sure enough, they saw that the corpse in the Dongyue Emperor's Palace had disappeared, and on the battlefield in front of the Senluo Palace, five-colored auspicious clouds appeared on the horizon.

Above the five-color auspicious clouds, the five-color sacred cow is carrying Emperor Dongyue, holding a golden lance, and is flying towards the people underground.

"Hey, it's so magical!" Yang Gui, a bumpkin who had never seen the Conferred Gods, said, "How come he is alive, and it seems that his strength has improved a lot. Didn't that just commit suicide?"

"Of course not." Hou Tu said helplessly: "He is a divine soul on the list, but because of the large number of believers, he reshaped his physical body. But the origin has long been replaced by a divine soul entrusted to the list of gods, and the physical body can only imprison him. strength.

On weekdays, he works physically, just to give face to his faith. If something really happened, he would be in the underworld, beating his own body to death, which was equivalent to the soul leaving the body, adding the Yin Cao, this was the complete mana of Emperor Dongyue. "

Empress Houtu was right. Sure enough, the five-color sacred cow came from the horizon in an instant. In just a few breaths, Huang Feihu's imperial robes of Emperor Dongyue had disappeared and turned into a golden helmet and golden armor with five willows. With his beard fluttering behind his head, Danfeng's eyes widened and he shouted in mid-air: "Ksitigarbha thief, don't hurt my son!"

"If you really can't do it, go and beg Yang Ren and let him lend you the hand in his eye socket, so that you won't be so blind that you can't see."

Ksitigarbha looked up and saw Huang Feihu, his face looked as if he had eaten two kilograms of Ollie. But underneath the look of disgust, there was also a hint of happiness. He watched Huang Feihu land and said angrily: "Who hurt your son?" (End of Chapter)