Chapter 737 of the Nine Yang Divine Doctor: Zhen Yuanjia arrives
"Ancestor of the Styx, why do you have such a strong anger? Do you want to overthrow the Yaochi?" A clear voice came slowly, instantly dispersing the catastrophe aura condensed on the Yaochi, and suppressing the murderous aura of the Styx.
"Zhen Yuanzi, can you also want to intervene?" Styx looked at Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, who was rushing to the cold face.
"So what?" Zhen Yuanzi's body rose and rose, constantly melting the murderous aura of the Styx.
"Okay, okay. Since you, Zhen Yuanzi, want to intervene, I will accompany you to the end." Abi, Yuantu's two swords appeared, and blood-colored murderous aura surged out, and countless wailing sounds of unjust souls kept drilling into everyone's ears.
"The earth book is here!" Zhen Yuanzi sacrificed the earth book, and a stream of mysterious and yellow aura was exhaled, blocking the blood-colored murderous aura and the wail of the wronged soul.
"Ancestor of the Styx, Ancestor of Zhenyuan, what are you doing? Why don't you give me a face and let it go today." Haotian gritted his teeth and walked up to adjust. If they were allowed to make trouble like this, the Peach Banquet would probably not be able to hold the Peach Banquet.
"Jade Emperor, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but the Ancestor of the Styx may not be able to give up." Compared to Styx, Zhen Yuanzi naturally has a lot of talk. Although he really wants to be a home-based preacher of Styx, it's a Peach Banquet after all, and he doesn't seem to disappoint the Chinese people.
"Old Ancestor of the Styx, look." Haotian looked at the Styx. If he had known, he would not have let the damn Tianyang come out, and it would have caused him any trouble.
"Hmph, my ancestor will give the Jade Emperor a thin face. I won't bother with you today." The ancestor of the Styx swept across Zhen Yuanzi, Mica, and Tianyang.
"That's good, Ancestor of the Styx, Ancestor of Zhenyuan, Empress Mica, please give me a seat." The Jade Emperor bowed and invited me.
"No need, just sit next to my friend Tianyang." Zhen Yuanzi took the Taoist boy to walk down next to Tianyang.
"I won't go there anymore, Jade Emperor, please give me some advice." Mica also led her disciples to sit in Tianyang. The joining of two and a half of the saints attracted all the gazes in the Yaochi.
"Hmph!" The Ancestor of the Styx snorted coldly, followed the Jade Emperor to the chief, and took the first place without hesitation. He created the Shura clan and established the Shura demon path. Even compared to the saint, his status is not low.
"Senior Zhenyuan, Miss Mica, thank you very much. If you weren't here today, I would have suffered a great loss."
"I just can't stand the arrogant attitude of the Ancestor of the Styx, not to mention that I have promised Empress Pingxin to take care of you."
"But I am no longer an ancestor witch of the Witch Clan. You don't actually need to be enemies for me and the Ancestor of the Styx."
"Do you really don't think about it anymore? I see that you stayed in the Heavenly Court and your situation is not very good. It's better to return to the Witch Clan. At least your status in the Witch Clan is far from comparable to that in the Heavenly Court."
"I really don't want to implicate anyone anymore. An ancestor witch who has lost Pangu's bloodline cannot bring any benefits to the witch clan at all, but will only bring disaster to the witch clan."
"Tianyang, how could you do this? Daoji was also sealed?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tianyang with regret. He originally valued Tianyang very much, thinking that he was the most hopeful junior who became the supreme saint, but he still couldn't escape the same fate as his old friend Hongyun. However, it was better than Hongyun, at least he saved his life. His old friend Hongyun was the fate of both soul and soul.
"I'm sorry, I disappointed you." Tianyang lowered his head. He knew that Zhen Yuanzi had many expectations for him, and he tried his best to help him. Although the two of them did not have the name of master and apprentice, they had the reality of master and apprentice.
"Forget it, it's good to be able to save your life. Losing the Taoist foundation will only be unable to attain the saint at most. Don't be too sad." Although Zhen Yuanzi said this, the disappointment in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Zhen Yuanzi is right. You are lucky enough to be able to save your life, not to mention that your true body of the Seven Tribulations is not bad. If you are allowed to practice the Seven Tribulations True Far, you will never lose to the twelve Ancestral Witches of that year." Wushan Mica looked at Tianyang with a smile.
"Actually, you don't need to comfort me. I'm really fine, and I've found a way to lift the seal."
"You have a way to lift the seal, it's impossible." Zhen Yuanzi looked at the seal on the Tianyang Dao Foundation. The seal arranged by the Styx in the Blood Sea World is definitely not inferior to the seal of the saint. Such a powerful seal would not be possible forcibly broken by a saint.
"Thank you all for the Yue Lao. If it weren't for the Yue Lao Lao, I'm afraid no one would have thought of the method of breaking the seal with a red line."
"You want to use the luck of being implicated by the red line to remove the seal on your body? But how many red lines are there in your body? What's more, your cultivation should have surpassed the quasi-saint realm, and it should have been cut off the red line entanglement long ago."
"Yes, my cultivation is above the quasi-saint, but my soul has not yet entered the holy realm. So it still appears on the Book of Marriage. Moreover, I also have the heart and blood curse of the Moon Lord in my body. Even if the name is small, the connection will not be completely broken.
"Yes, your soul has not yet entered the holy realm, but if it weren't for the seal of the Styx, you might have entered the quasi-saint realm of the first level of the holy realm.
"But doing this is equivalent to stealing the will of heaven. Unless a saint takes action, it will not be able to perform at all, even if we half-saints are," Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tianyang with some worries. Although the half-saints are not inferior to saints in all aspects, they cannot combine the great way of God and cannot completely cover up the secrets of heaven.
"Senior Zhenyuan, don't worry, I happened to know the saint of Saint Nuwa and Emperor Fuxi. She promised me that I would ask Nuwa to take action."
"You kid is lucky. You will know Fuxi and Nuwa's saint. But even so, Nuwa may not agree to take action. After all, helping you unseal the seal, it will be a cause of evil with the Styx. Taiqing Saint. Will she help you so much?"
"I don't know, but I can't give up." The six saints in the world, Sanqing would never help him, and the two Western saints had nothing to do with him. It would be difficult for them to agree to help him. After all, they would not offend Sanqing for him. Nuwa can be said to be his only choice.
"Tianyang, don't worry, even if I give up this old face, I will help you." Zhen Yuanzi gently patted Tianyang on the shoulder. Looking at Tianyang, he would think of his old friend Hongyun. His failure to protect Hongyun back then made his heart full of guilt. Now facing Tianyang, who was like Hongyun, he said he would help him no matter what, just to make up for his debts to Hongyun back then.