After listening to Yi Tianming's words, Yi Xiaoyao fell into silence and did not speak for a long time.

As he became stronger step by step, he knew more and more secrets, and while his understanding of the world became clearer, he also understood that he was still unable to protect the people he wanted to protect.

Because Yi Xiaoyao knows that he is not strong enough.

However, if today's law is broken and the peak of this world is reset, it is also an opportunity for him.

If Yi Xiaoyao wants to rescue the Qing Kite and the others whose whereabouts are still unknown, and destroy the extremely hateful Celestial Race in his heart, he must take advantage of this opportunity to open up an era that belongs to him!

"Father, grandfather, I want to retreat!"

Thousands of thoughts flowed through his heart, and Yi Xiaoyao suddenly broke the silence and said to Yi Wutian and Yi Tianfang.

According to my father, even if the Celestial Race can break through the shackles of the Third Tribulation through reincarnation, it will take time to complete.

Therefore, Yi Xiaoyao must try his best to improve himself during this period of time, and break through the peak of the Third Tribulation before the Celestial Race!

It's not that he's too conceited, but as a person of the Yi clan, he can't communicate with immortal souls by nature, and there is no parasitic immortal soul in his body, if he wants to break through the third tribulation, he won't become a pseudo-immortal, and naturally he doesn't need the process of reincarnation like the celestial race.

This is the biggest advantage of Easy Yao!

As long as you take advantage of this advantage, surpassing them when the Celestials are reincarnated, it is not a problem that cannot be done.

"Well, now your strength is indeed a little difficult to face the responsibilities you will have to shoulder next, and your father and I will help you improve your strength."

Yi Wutian nodded, but then shook his head again, and said, "But this matter is not urgent, you still have a lot to do before that." ”

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao looked at his grandfather.

But the answer to him was his father Yi Tianming.

"Yes, if the law is broken today, the world will be in turmoil, and this turmoil is caused by you, so it is naturally up to you to use this turmoil to maintain and promote the next situation in the world."

Yi Tianming said in a deep voice: "What's more, you are my young master of the dead door, so naturally you have to come forward instead of the dead door to face the whole world." ”

Yi Xiaoyao is no longer the ignorant teenager he was at the beginning, and when he heard his father's words, he naturally understood the meaning.

The Celestial Race once controlled the world with the laws of heaven, and if the laws are broken today, their status will naturally be in jeopardy.

Even with the background of the Celestial Race, they can still be firmly in the strongest position in the world, but the world power that was once limited by them will obviously not obey them as before.

Therefore, Yi Xiaoyao needs to take this opportunity to lead the Death Gate to be truly born, with those ancient powerhouses rescued from the Demon Suppression Prison, and the relationship between the Demon Clan, even if the Death Gate cannot replace the position of the Celestial Race, it can definitely become a top force that can threaten the Celestial Race!

Only in this way can they truly continue to fight against the Celestial Race until they are completely overthrown!

Thinking of this, the corners of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth couldn't help but hook up a touch of arc.

"What? What countermeasures do you have? ”

Sensing Yi Xiaoyao's subtle expression, Yi Tianming raised his eyebrows and asked.

Then, Yi Xiaoyao's smile spread unabashedly, and he said with a smile: "I think I already have the next plan, but before that, I ask my grandfather and father to wait for me for a while." ”

After speaking, under the surprised gaze of Yi Wutian and Yi Tianfang, Yi Xiaoyao closed his eyes and recuperated.

At the same time, in the midst of a mountain forest in the middle of the dead.

In a pool of hot springs with billowing mist, figures full of vicissitudes are looming in it.

At this time, a hearty laughter, accompanied by cries of astonishment from time to time, resounded through the mountains and forests.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that Lao Tzu had suffered thousands of years of sin, and he could still have such a comfortable time today! ”

"All of this must be thanks to the blessings of the little friends, otherwise at this moment, we are still in the Demon Suppression Prison that will never see the light of day, and we are being tortured by the group of celestials who killed a thousand knives!"

"Yes, I just heard from Xiaoyao Xiaoyou that this is the territory of the Dead Gate, but I have never heard of it in the past, could it be that in the thousands of years since we were suppressed, there is such a force in the world?"

The people who made this kind of movement were naturally the sixty-three ancient powerhouses that Yi Xiaoyao and the others rescued from the Demon Suppression Prison.

Perhaps these ancient powerhouses were all unruly and had great grievances with each other, but now, like a group of brothers in distress, they are all comfortable on the warm water, talking and laughing freely.

Among these ancient powerhouses, even some female powerhouses did not shy away from soaking in the hot springs with others.

They not only want to wash away the mess and filth of these thousands of years, but also to wash away all the pain they have endured for thousands of years in their hearts.

Not far from this hot spring, Yi Xiaoyao and a few people were sitting on top of an ancient tree, looking at the lively scene below, they couldn't help but show a smile.

Among them, Yi Xiaoyao, who was drinking quietly, was moving his eyes slightly, as if he had some plan.

On the side, Zhan Wushuang listened to the talk of those ancient powerhouses, and while his heart was excited, he couldn't help but jump into the hot spring with a pop.

Then, in the conversation and laughter of the group of ancient powerhouses, there was the proud voice of Zhan Wushuang, as well as the sound of exclamation and gasp.

"Seniors, do you know who the master of this dead door is?"

"It's my ancestor's senior brother who destroyed the sky, Yi Wutian!"

As soon as this voice came out, all the ancient powerhouses were silent, and they all looked at Zhan Wushuang with shocked eyes.

"What do you say? Your ancestor is the strongest person in the world, destroying the sky?! ”

"This gate of death was actually founded by Yi Wutian, the lord of the Yi clan?"

For the Heaven Destroying or the Yi Clan Yi Wutian, I am afraid that there is no one in this world who knows better than this group of ancient powerhouses thousands of years ago.

Because these two existences are the glory and pinnacle of their time, and they are also the goals and aspirations in their hearts!

"That's it! Otherwise, do you think that the previous two Heavenly Emperors and so many Heavenly Human Race powerhouses would retreat because of our arrival? ”

Zhan Wushuang smiled proudly, as he said, after they left the Demon Suppression Prison, Yi Xiaoyao took them to rendezvous with the Dead Gate, causing the Heavenly Terran to retreat in a hurry.

In this way, all the ancient powerhouses believed in the words of Zhan Wushuang.

But then, they were startled by the voice of Zhan Wushuang and let out a burst of exclamations.

"Since all the seniors are gathered here, I will officially introduce you to you."

Zhan Wushuang smiled and said: "I am the disciple grandson of the Heaven Destroyer, Brother Hei is the son of the Ancient Demon Emperor, everyone already knows it, so do you know, what is the identity of the remaining few people?" ”

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