Kong Xuan's agile peacock is still deeply loved by Chen Yuyang. On Qingyang Island, this guy seems to never be idle. If he had either stole Zhong Huangli in Yuyang Flower Garden, or if he had stole the fine wines in Qingyang Palace, Chen Yuyang would have turned a blind eye, closed his eyes, and never cared about him.

However, it has to be said that Kong Xuan is indeed a genius who practices Taoism. In the thousands of years of Qingyang Island, Kong Xuan had already made a breakthrough without seeing how Kong Xuan practiced. His cultivation level had jumped from the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal to the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal, and he was one step away from the quasi-saint cultivation level, which made people envious.

Having said that, I don’t know how many spiritual fruits have fallen into this guy’s stomach in Yuyang Huayuan. Have you ever seen anyone eat life fruits? Kong Xuan said that if Kong Xuan’s cultivation still stagnates in the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal, Chen Yuyang would probably jump up and scolded: You kid are simply wasting my spiritual fruits.

Qingyang Island is worthy of being rich and powerful. Kong Xuan's way of eating is a drop in the pot. How can he eat is not as fast as these spiritual fruits grow? After all, Qingyang Island is born of Zhuge Qingqing's Five Elements Body, and these things grow very quickly. Sometimes they can't be eaten, so they are taken out by Chen Yuyang to make wine.

Time passes by like a flash. Now the four continents of the prehistoric land are becoming increasingly stable, and the development of the human race has reached a level that spreads in every corner of the four continents. The veritable protagonist of the prehistoric land is no longer visible to this prehistoric land except for the human race and some livestock.

Over the years, 100,000 years have passed in the prehistoric world. On this day, Chen Yuyang called Kong Xuan to face. Looking at Kong Xuan’s increasingly mature face and respectful posture, Chen Yuyang smiled and said, "Kong Xuan, you are now at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal, the first person under the Five-Colored Divine Light Quasi Saint. Today, the master will take you to the Jiuyou Underworld to see. Now someone is trying to attain enlightenment in Jiuyou Hell. Although it is not Hunyuan, it is beneficial to take a look!"

Kong Xuan nodded immediately and said, "Abide by the master's order!"

Chen Yuyang raised his head and sighed and murmured to himself: "One hundred thousand years, one hundred thousand years, the seal of the Nine Nether Hell is about to be untied!"

With a wave of his hand, Chen Yuyang and Kong Xuan had already appeared on the Nine Nether Sea of ​​Blood. On the Sea of ​​Blood, a beautiful woman in plain clothes was looking up at the sky, as if she was thinking something was trance. Her face was full of tears and she muttered to herself: "It's been ten thousand years, ten thousand years!"

Kong Xuan saw Houtu and his whole body trembled. It seemed that he had never seen such a beautiful woman since he came to this prehistoric world. So he spoke, "Master, who is this?"

Chen Yuyang smiled faintly and said, "Empress Houtu!"

Kong Xuan was shocked again, nodded, but followed Chen Yuyang and came to Houtu step by step. Houtu's beautiful eyes moved slightly, as if he was still a little resentful about the death of the ancestor witch. He looked at Chen Yuyang and said coldly: "Brother Qingyang has free time, I wonder what advice can I give to come to Jiuyou Hell?"

Chen Yuyang touched the tip of his nose awkwardly and said with a smile: "What should fellow Taoist Houtu know?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl from Houtu suddenly became angry and said, "Houtu doesn't know, I don't know!" As he said that, Houtu's voice began to choke, his beautiful eyes were like Xi, and his heart couldn't help but roll like a huge wave, as if he was indescribable hysteria.

Chen Yuyang put his big hands gently on Houtu's shoulder and said, "Fellow Taoist Houtu, what's the will of heaven?"

Houtu sneered and said, "What a destiny. Brother Qingyang should not bully Houtu and do not know the number of days. Houtu is also the supreme saint at this moment. How can you not know where the Lich fights the destiny? However, Brother Qingyang has the power to go against the heavens, but he does not pity my witch clan lineage. What will Houtu do to him!"

Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly again and said, "The witch tribe has lost its innate fortune to slaughter human race. The fellow Taoist Houtu should understand this. Besides, if the twelve ancestor witches die, it will be difficult to be quiet in the vast land. Those who deserve to die will die. You should understand this point. If the twelve witch tribes die, the witch tribe will still have any worries in the future!"

"Then why is Emperor Jun Taiyi of the Demon Clan undead?" Hou Tu started to mess around.

Kong Xuan, who was on the side, couldn't understand it and said, "Rareless, my master is so arrogant, why is he so rude?" As he said that, Kong Xuan couldn't help but whisper to himself: "What the master said is indeed good, only women and villains are difficult for support! You must stay away from women in the future!"

Little did not know that Chen Yuyang wanted to tear Kong Xuan's mouth at this moment. But looking at Houtu's resentful eyes, Chen Yuyang couldn't help but say: "Fellow Taoist Houtu, life and death are naturally determined. You should know this. In the Zixiao Palace, the old Taoist Hongjun passed down seven Hongmeng purple qi. Di Jun has one, and with the approval of the Heavenly Dao, Di Jun naturally cannot die!"

"Don't Brother Qingyang think that this statement is too far-fetched?" Hou Tu snorted coldly.

"Haha, of course, there is also my meaning in this. If I don't want Di Jun and Taiyi to die, they can't die! Is this the same thing in the vast land? If I die, I will not die. Let me tell you the truth. I am the body of a golden crow. Do you think I can make my Jin Crow clan's vein?" Chen Yuyang's eyes began to become cold.

These words shocked Houtu and said, "So that's it, so that's it. No wonder the demon clan has always been fearless. It turns out that Di Jun and Taiyi's biggest reliance is not Nuwa, but you, Qingyang Daozun!"

Chen Yuyang didn't speak, but just walked over the sea of ​​blood, with a slightly smile on his face.

Soon, golden lights began to flood the sea of ​​blood, with abnormal movements in the sky and golden lotus gushing in the earth. This is a sign of the saint. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the gates of the underworld have opened wide. Some people will always think about the attention of the six realms of reincarnation, which needs no mention. Western religion, Zhunti, has already arrived.

Immediately afterwards, Tongtian, Lao Tzu and the Three Pure Ones arrived, and everyone was as energetic as before.

Everyone ignored Houtu and walked towards Chen Yuyang, greeting each other. After all, the great people who can fight against the Taoist ancestor are also much higher in the prehistoric world. I respectfully, Yuanshi is indifferent, and Tongtian is looking at his disciple Kong Xuan and laughing: "Not bad, little Kong Xuan, Qingyang Island has been around for thousands of years, I never thought that your cultivation level is over a hundred feet long!"

Kong Xuan smiled and said, "We need more teachings from two masters!"

Chen Yuyang looked at these saints of heaven lightly, without much thought. It was Houtu who looked at them and said coldly: "I don't know that all fellow Taoists came to my Nine Nether Blood Sea, what's the matter?" hf();
Chapter completed!