Chapter 930: Come and ask for guilt (third update)

As different as in the memory of his previous life, Yan Jun’s big horn’s voice was dry as if two balls of sand were rubbing against each other, without any emotional changes or any ups and downs. When his voice heard in his ears, it was like a ball of dry sand stuffed into his throat, making people feel uncomfortable.

"You can't die!" This is the first sentence of Yan Jun Dajiao.

"Go back and teach your son a lesson!" This is his second sentence.

"You can leave!" Yan Jun Dajiao used this sentence to send out the three great emperors of the gods, Qing Emperor, White Emperor and Black Emperor.

Clean and neat, without any unnecessary words. Qingdi, Whitedi, Blackdi rolled her eyes when Yanjun Dajiao said. They stared at Yanjun Dajiao for a while, and then Qingdi smiled bitterly: "Thank you for your help, senior, but we are seriously injured. If we leave at this time..."

Yan Jun's big horned stiff eyes stared at Qingdi and said dryly: "If you are seriously injured, take medicine. You can refine the Immortal Medicine yourself, why not take it?"

Qing Emperor heard his claws twitching. The Immortal Medicine is indeed a first-class magical medicine to save lives and heal wounds. Even if the injury is severe, it can be cured by a pill. However, it is so difficult to refine the Immortal Medicine. Qing Emperor spent countless years to collect the raw materials for the nine furnaces of pills. Among them, two furnaces were refined, and only seven furnaces were successful. A total of 63 immortal medicines were successfully used. It took some of these pills to give favors. Over the years, some of his important subordinates around him were accidentally injured and consumed a lot of them.

Now Qingdi has left a few immortal medicines to save his life. He just took three of them and he was already in pain and bleeding. Now he has reached a safe place. He can recover from injuries that can only be consumed by taking a little time to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. How could he be willing to lose three more?

A low cough came from above the tree, and the Sphinx whispered: "Master, what the Emperor Qing means is to use our place to heal the wounds, and when the injuries are almost improved, they will rush back. Well, the Immortal Medicine is extremely precious, and it is a waste to lose a few more for no reason."

Yan Jun Dajiao stayed for a long time. The corners of his stiff mouth curled and said dryly: "So? Then, you can heal your own injuries!" As soon as he closed his eyes, Yan Jun Dajiao was wrapped in a thick magma. He slept comfortably under the magma, and threw Qingdi and the other two aside.

The Sphinx smiled bitterly, and he shook his head and said, "Master is this temper. He did not intend to neglect the three emperors. Please ask the three emperors to take care of themselves. If the injuries are healed, go back. This time, the Heavenly Court plots against the three emperors, which is very unfavorable to us. The three great gods cannot become vassals of the Heavenly Court. This is our bottom line. After the three of them return, let's teach some princes a lesson."

The Qing Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor looked at each other, and they bowed to the Sphinx at the same time and thanked him for saving his life. The Sphinx said it very clearly. They did not want to see the three gods being taken into the bag by the Heavenly Court, so the Sphinx arrived in time to drive away Wu Xian. But did this "they" refer to the master and apprentice of Yanjun's big horn, or did they bring some other existences? This is what Qing Emperor and the others dare not ask more.

Apart from the saints of Nuwa who sit quietly in the palace of Wa, the other seven Buddhas, nine paths, and eighteen saints, these are the thirty-five powerful people in the Pangu world today. They represent the top power in this world, and their will is almost the will of the Heavenly Dao.

Yanjun Dajiao is one of the eighteen saints. He was born in chaos before the Creation of Heaven and Earth. After Creation of Heaven and Earth, he survived in countless disasters. Finally, he combined his body with his body in a serious disaster in heaven and earth, and retreated untied in the disaster that destroyed everything, achieving the perfect Hunyuan fruit that is immortal for all disasters.

In front of such a person, even though his actions and words were too strange, how could the gods who were born after the heaven and earth were created, and how could they say more nonsense? Because of their origin, the Qing Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor will never be able to be in harmony with the Tao. At most, they can have divine power and magical powers in the realm of Tao, but they will definitely not be able to truly be in harmony with the Tao, and they will not be able to reach the state of immortality.

Respectfully bowed to Yanjun Dajiao and bowed, and the three of them sat cross-legged on the roots of the red tree, silently using their magical powers to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore their own cultivation. However, there are magma oceans around here, and the fire-attributed spiritual energy dispels the spiritual energy of any other attributes. The three of them can only cooperate with each other to transform the magical powers of the five elements into the acquired spiritual energy that they can use to restore their injuries. The efficiency is really slow.

The Sphinx looked down at the three of them. The sword in his hand shook in the air. The tree roots where the three of them slowly changed their color. The red flame disappeared. I don’t know how deep the rhizomes were pierced into the Pangu Continent and absorbed a large amount of Jiamu, Geng metal, and Gui water energy were transported up and continuously injected into the bodies of Qingdi and the three of them. Qingdi opened his eyes gratefully and nodded to the Sphinx, then closed his eyes, immersed himself in healing.

The three attribute spiritual energy absorbed by the red divine wood gathered around Qingdi and the others into a small spiritual realm that was more intense than the underground spiritual cave of Youxiongyuan. Qingdi and the other two had strong cultivation, and their bodies were like black holes to devour the surrounding spiritual energy. Ten thousand parts of spiritual energy were refined and converted into one of their own divine power, and millions of their own spiritual energy were transformed into a trace of natal divine essence. The severely injured body began to gradually regain vitality.

Because of the existence of Yanjun's big horn and the Sphinx, Qingdi and others did not have to worry about the harm of foreign enemies, so they turned off their five senses and six consciousnesses, and all their minds were devoted to healing the wound. They had no sense of everything that happened outside, and they just relied on instinct to absorb spiritual energy to heal the wound. In this way, their healing speed was at least ten thousand times faster than just now, and at most days they could heal the wounds.

As elves condensed by the way of heaven, Qingdi and others do have unique magical ideas in healing.

But soon, their injury recovery gradually slowed down. Gradually, the divine power converted into the spiritual energy absorbed by their bodies and the natal divine essence compressed by the divine power disappeared from their bodies one by one.

Wuqi carefully sneaked under the three people. He also put away the five senses and six consciousnesses and transformed into a faint Hongmeng Qi. The thief's aura penetrated into the bodies of the Qing Emperor and the other two along the roots of the big tree, and carefully collected the divine power and natal divine essence that were regenerated in their bodies.

The pure and huge divine power continued to pour into Wuqi's body, gradually accumulating savings in his body. Wuqi comfortably absorbed the divine power and divine essence extracted by the Qing Emperor and the other two. At the same time, the thief's aura gradually compatible with their sleeping soul core, and carefully copied the laws that the laws given to them by the way of heaven when they were born.

The first generation of gods when the heaven and earth were opened up had the most complete law imprint of the heavenly way they represented. Even if the immortals who practice wood, water, and metal skills in later generations had reached the realm of breaking the way, they could not be compared with the law imprint of the law imprint that Qingdi and others had.

There were even immortals who broke the Dao Realm who asked Qingdi and the other two at a heavy price, just to get a half of the instructions on the true secret of the Heavenly Dao from them. But now, Wuqi did not spend any effort, but got everything they knew from Qingdi and the others.

The vast law of heaven was slowly absorbed by Wuqi, and the experiences of the three emperors over the past few years were stolen by him, including the experiences and insights of the three emperors over the past few years, joys, angers, grievances, love and hatred, and even the secret treasure houses they had, and how many concubines they secretly raised in addition to their wife. These top-secret information were stolen by Wuqi one by one.

The white mouse who inherited Wuqi's stolen scriptures was chased by Zhou Tian's powerful master in his previous life. This makes sense. No one wants the most private thing in his heart to be stolen at will. Only by stealing the sutras from the first thief in the world can he have this perverted magical power that makes everyone afraid of.

There is too much information in the core of the souls of the three emperors. Wuqi roughly estimated that it took several days to turn all their memories into his own. With a satisfied smile, Wuqi also calmed down. While absorbing the memories of the three emperors, they absorbed their newly extracted divine power and divine essence. At the same time, they carefully threw a trace of the thief's aura into the red divine wood, and slowly extracted the innate essence of the red divine wood into itself.

The natal essence contained in the red divine wood is so huge that Wuqi almost burst into tears. It was tears of excitement and surprise. This divine wood has not produced any intelligence yet. It is like a butterfly in a cocoon, waiting for the day when the quantitative change becomes a qualitative change and breaks out of the cocoon. Wuqi can absorb his natal essence to the fullest without worrying about being discovered. As long as he controls the absorption speed and prevents the aura of the red divine wood from changing too quickly.

The magic power of oneself is thicker, and the magic power and divine primordials are quietly activated. The essence, divine power and divine primordials absorbed are all forged by the magic power of the heaven.

Just as Wuqi was stolen happily, a thunder of thunder ranging from billions of miles roared down from the void. Amid the terrifying thunderstorm, the 360,000 bans arranged by Yan Jun Dajiao around this red divine tree loosened, and all the ban runes cracked countless gaps. This thunder almost destroyed the ban set by Yan Jun Dajiao, and woke up Yan Jun Dajiao who was sleeping.

"Are you looking for death?" Yan Jun Dajiao's words were always so straightforward. He widened his eyes and slowly stood up, looking at an old man in Taoist costume floating in the sky, threatening the death threat of a naked Lulu.

A hazy purple cloud was wrapped around her body. She sat cross-legged on a green cushion. Her body was as clear as a copper bell. Her long silver eyebrows, which were about three feet long, were automatically swept mysterious trajectories around her.

Looking down at Yan Jun Dajiao from a high place, the old Taoist shouted in a deep voice: "Dajiao, why did you destroy the plan of Heaven?"

Big Kou stared at her eyes and shouted blankly: "What's wrong with it? What's wrong with you?"

The old Taoist opened his mouth, as if he knew that he could not make it clear with a person like Dajiao. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Take the Qing Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor, otherwise the old Taoist will destroy your 'fire source wood' today!"

"*** Mother!" Yan Jun Dajiao's words and actions were always so direct. He soared into the air, and he pulled out a spear wrapped in purple fire from somewhere, and stabbed the old Taoist's lower abdomen with one shot. His speed was obviously beyond the old Taoist's reaction, and the spear penetrated the old Taoist's lower abdomen.

The old Taoist groaned, took out a piece of Dragon and Tiger Jin Ruyi with his backhand and smashed it down on his head. With a "clang" sound, the big horn's forehead sank a large piece.
Chapter completed!