"Do you think it's possible that the people behind the scenes really want to turn Shen Gongbao into the savior of the demon clan?" After a moment, Shennong suddenly asked.

"Impossible." Emperor Fuxi said: "I only need to say a few words and you will understand, bloodline!"

The two emperors were slightly startled, and then nodded in unison.

Shen Gongbao, whose bloodline is so inferior that even in ancient times, he is not qualified to enter the Demon Court.

And those demon clan bosses who have lived from ancient times to the present will not let him touch that position.

How to describe this situation.

Taking human beings as an example, the so-called princes, generals and ministers would rather have their own kind, but the person who is qualified to be a prince must at least be a person, right?

A monkey, even if he wears a monkey hat, cannot become a prince, let alone be willingly supported by others.

the other side.

After leaving the Fire Cloud Cave and flying in the sky, Qin Yao felt relaxed and happy, as if all the shackles on his body had been cut off.

Therefore, his current flight is not to rush at all, but purely to vent his inner comfort. Otherwise, the dimensional gate will be far faster than the speed of piercing the clouds and the sky!

This joyful mood gradually calmed down until he flew thousands of miles. When he could control his mood, he quickly put on a solemn expression, opened the door to the dimension, and appeared outside Xiqi City.

Then, he rose up against the wind, suspended in front of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, took out the Xuanyuan Sword, and shouted loudly: "Three Emperors decree, and Three Heavens obeys the order."

"Where is the decree?" Bixiao frowned.

Yunxiao released his spiritual thoughts and carefully observed the long sword in Shen Gongbao's hand. His pupils shrank immediately and he cupped his hands and said, "Sanxiao accepts the order."

"Sister?" Bixiao's face was filled with astonishment.

Yun Xiao turned around and said, "That's Xuanyuan Sword."

Bixiao: "..."

No matter how ignorant she is, she still knows whose sword Xuanyuan Sword belongs to.

At the same time, on top of Xiqi City, the immortals from the Chan Sect walked out of the city gate tower one after another, watching the changes in the situation closely...

Qin Yao shouted loudly: "The three emperors have issued an order, ordering Sanxiao to release Guangchengzi immediately and return to the mountain quickly. He will not leave the mountain again until the end of the Fengshen Tribulation."

Sanxiao: "..."

"Do we want to listen to the Three Emperors?" Bixiao murmured after a long time.

Qin Yao said without thinking: "Of course you have to listen, unless you don't admit that you are a human race."

Bixiao was unwilling to give in and shouted: "Who knows if you brought a fake to deceive us?"

Qin Yao couldn't help laughing and said: "Empress Bixiao, how bold do you think I am to falsely pass on the decrees of the Three Emperors?"

Bixiao: "..."

Yunxiao took a deep breath and said to Wen Zhong who was in the Shang army behind him: "It's hard to violate the law. Wen Zhong, I'm sorry."

Wen Zhong's heart was filled with bitterness. He opened his mouth, but suddenly felt so weak that he couldn't even speak.

Looking at this situation, even the Three Emperors have abandoned the Yin Shang Dynasty. Di Xin, this bastard, doesn’t want to offend anyone, but he wants to offend Nuwa...

"Sister, are you really giving up like this?" Bixiao asked with regretful eyes.

Yun Xiao nodded: "I said, it's hard to violate the law, so withdraw the formation."

Shaoqing, as Sanxiao retreated from the formation, Qin Yao immediately rushed to Guangchengzi, chopped the flagpole with his sword, held the weak Taoist in his arms, and flashed back to the head of Xiqi City.

"Junior brother (senior brother)."

The next moment, the Antarctic Immortal and a group of golden immortals gathered around and called out with moved faces.

But Guangchengzi seemed to be stupid, his eyes were dull, and he turned a deaf ear to these calls.

The Antarctic Immortal shook his wrist and immediately knew what had happened to him and where his heart was. He immediately said: "Junior brother, don't be discouraged. Master will definitely find a way to help you restore your cultivation."

These words were like a beam of light shining into Guangchengzi's heart. He suddenly grabbed the other person's wrist tightly and asked nervously: "Really?"

The Antarctic Immortal nodded: "Of course it's true, I will plead for you. Believe me, as long as you don't die, you will win."

Under his comfort, Guangchengzi gradually regained hope and "alive" himself. He looked forward to returning to Kunlun as soon as possible and asking his master to help him restore his three flowers and five kinds of energy.
Chapter completed!