It was the same as in the memory of his previous life, and the voice of Yanjun Dajiao was dry as if two masses of sand were rubbing against each other, without the slightest change in emotion, nor the slightest ups and downs. When his voice was heard in his ears, it was like a ball of dry sand stuffed into his throat, making people feel uncomfortable.

"You can't die!" was the first sentence of Yanjun Dajiao.

"Go back and teach your sons!" was his second sentence.

"You can go!" Yanjun Dajiao used these words to send away the three Great Emperors of the Protoss, the Blue Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor.

Clean and neat, without the slightest superfluous wording, the Green Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor were so suffocated by Yanjun Dajiao's words that they rolled their eyes, they looked at Yanjun Dajiao in a daze for a while, and the Qingdi smiled bitterly: "Thank you seniors for saving your life, it's just that we are seriously injured, if we leave at this time......"

Yan Jun's stiff eyes stared at Emperor Qing, and said dryly: "If you are seriously injured, take medicine, you can refine the immortal elixir yourself, why don't you take it?"

The Qing Emperor heard that his claws twitched, the immortal elixir was indeed a first-class life-saving and healing elixir, no matter how serious the injury was, one pill could heal it. However, how difficult the immortal elixir was to refine, the Qing Emperor spent countless years of effort to gather the raw materials of the nine furnaces of the elixir, of which two furnaces were refined, and only seven furnaces were successful, totaling sixty-three immortal elixirs. It took a little bit of pills to give away favors, and over the years, some important subordinates around me were accidentally injured, and they also used a lot of them to exchange some rare treasures with outsiders.

Now the Qing Emperor has left a few life-saving immortal elixirs on his body, and he has just eaten three, and he is already dripping blood with heartache. Now that he has reached a safe place, he can recover from an injury that can be recovered by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth for a little time, how can he be willing to lose three more?

A low cough came from above the tree, and the sphinx whispered, "Master, His Majesty the Blue Emperor means to borrow our place to heal his wounds, and when the injuries are almost better, they will rush back." Hmm, the elixir of immortality is extremely precious, and it is a waste to lose a few more pills for no reason. ”

Yanjun Dajiao stayed for a long time, the corners of his stiff mouth hooked, and said dryly: "So, then, you can heal yourself!" As soon as his eyes were closed, Yanjun Dajiao was wrapped in a thick magma, and he fell asleep comfortably under the infiltration of magma, leaving the three Qingdi aside.

Sphinx smiled bitterly, he shook his head and said, "Shizun is this temper, not deliberately snubbing the three Majesies. Please also ask the three Majesties to take care of themselves, and go back when the injury is healed. This time, Heavenly Court calculates the three Majesies, which is very unfavorable to us, the three major gods cannot become vassals of Heavenly Court, this is our bottom line, after the three go back, let's teach some princes a lesson. ”

The Blue Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor glanced at each other, and they all bowed their hands to the Sphinx at the same time, thanking him for saving his life. Sphinx's words were very clear, they didn't want to see the three major gods being captured by Heavenly Court, so this was the matter of Sphinx arriving in time to drive away Wu Xian. But whether this 'they' refers to Yanjun's big horn master and apprentice, or whether he brought some other existence, this is what the Blue Emperor and they don't dare to ask.

In addition to the Nuwa saints who meditate in the Wa palace and ignore the world, the other seven Buddhas, nine paths, and eighteen saints are the thirty-four strongest powers of the Hedao realm 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, a strong existence born in chaos before the opening of the world, survived in the immeasurable tribulation after the opening of the world, and finally met the Tao in a certain heaven and earth tribulation, and retreated in the all-destroying tribulation, achieving the immortal chaos of the positive fruit.

In front of such a character, there are too many weirdness in Rao is actions and words, how can the Qingdi and these gods who were born after the opening of the world dare to talk nonsense? Because of their origins, it is impossible for the Qingdi, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor to be in harmony forever, and they can at most have the divine power and supernatural powers of the Dao realm, but it is absolutely impossible to truly merge the Dao, and it is impossible to reach the realm of immortality and immortality.

Respectfully bowed to Yanjun Dajiao, and the three of them sat cross-legged on the roots of the red tree, silently absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to restore their own cultivation. It's just that there is a sea of magma all around here, and the fire aura dispels any other aura of the genus, and the three of them can only cooperate with each other to transform the fire aura into an acquired aura that they can use to recover their injuries, and the efficiency is really slow.

The sphinx looked down at the three of them, the long sword in his hand flickered in the air, and the root of the tree where the three of them sat slowly changed Yan Sè, and the red flame disappeared, I don't know how deep the rhizome penetrated into the Pangu Continent absorbed a large amount of Jiamu, Gengjin, and Decanic Water Qi and transported it up, and continuously injected it into the body of the three Qingdi people. The Blue Emperor opened his eyes gratefully and nodded to the Sphinx, then closed his eyes again, all his thoughts immersed in healing.

The three Qingdi cultivators cultivated to become powerful, their bodies devoured the surrounding aura like a black hole, 10,000 parts of the aura were refined into a copy of their own divine power, and a million copies of their own aura were transformed into a trace of natal divine energy, and the body that was hit hard began to gradually regain its vitality.

Because of the existence of Yanjun Horn and Sphinx, the Qingdi did not have to worry about the harm of foreign enemies, so they closed their five senses and used all their thoughts on healing. They were unaware of everything that was happening in the outside world, and they only relied on their instincts to absorb the aura to heal their wounds, so that their healing speed was at least ten thousand times faster than just now, and at most a few kung fu could heal their injuries.

As the jīng spirits condensed by the Heavenly Dao, the Blue Emperor does have a unique miraculous ability in healing.

But soon, the speed of their recovery from injuries gradually slowed down, and gradually, the divine power transformed into the spiritual energy absorbed by their bodies and the natal divine element compressed by the divine power all disappeared from their bodies one by one.

Beg carefully sneaked under the three of them, he also put away his five senses and six senses, and turned into a Hongmeng qi that seemed to be nothing, and the qi of the thief penetrated into the bodies of the three Qingdi along the roots of the big tree, and carefully collected the regenerated divine power and natal divine element in their bodies.

Jīng's pure and huge divine power continued to pour into Beggar's body, gradually accumulating savings in his body. Don't beg to comfortably absorb the divine power and divine yuan that the three of the Blue Emperor have worked hard to refine, and at the same time, the thief's qi gradually becomes compatible with their sleeping divine soul core, like a photocopier, carefully copying the law perception given to them by the Heavenly Dao when they were born.

The first generation of gods when the heavens and the earth were opened, what they possessed was the most complete law imprint of the Heavenly Dao they represented, and those immortals who cultivated wood, water, and metal exercises in later generations, even if they had reached the realm of breaking the Dao, could not be compared with the law imprint they possessed by the Blue Emperor.

There were even immortals who broke the Dao Realm and asked the three Qingdi at a heavy price, just to get a half-sentence of guidance from their mouths about the true secret of the Heavenly Dao. But now, without any effort, Beg had gotten everything they knew from the Blue Emperor.

The vast laws of heaven were slowly absorbed by Beqi, and then he stole the experience and insights of the three emperors over the years, joys and sorrows, grievances and hatreds, and even how many secret treasure rooms they had, and how many concubines they secretly raised in addition to their wives, these top-secret information were stolen by Beg one by one.

It makes sense that the white rat who inherited the scriptures of begging and stealing was hunted down by Zhou Tian in his previous life. No one wants the most ** thing in their hearts to be stolen at will, only the thief who has obtained the first trace of thief in heaven and earth can have this kind of perverted magic power that everyone is afraid of.

There was too much information in the core of the three Great Emperors' Divine Souls, and Beg roughly estimated that it would take him several days to turn all their memories into his own. With a satisfied smile, Bei Qi also calmed down, absorbing the memories of the three emperors, while absorbing their newly refined divine power and divine yuan, and at the same time carefully put a trace of the great thief's qi into this red sè divine wood, and slowly extracted the natal jīng yuan of the red sè divine wood into himself.

The natal jīng yuan contained in the red sè divine wood is so large that Beg almost cried, it was tears of excitement and surprise. This sacred tree has not yet produced any spiritual intelligence, it is like a butterfly in a cocoon, waiting for the day when the quantitative change will turn into a qualitative change and break out of the cocoon. Beg can absorb his natal jīng yuan to his heart's content without worrying about being discovered, as long as he controls the speed of absorption and doesn't let the breath of the red sè divine wood change too quickly.

The slightest thickening of his own mana, refining the heaven** was quietly launched, and the absorbed jīng yuan, divine power, and divine yuan were all forged into one by the refining heaven**.

Just when Don't be happy to steal the benefits, a thunderbolt with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles roared down from the void, and in the terrifying thunderstorm, the 360,000 prohibitions arranged by Yanjun Dajiao around this red sè divine tree were suddenly loosened, and all the forbidden runes cracked countless large and small cracks. This thunderbolt almost destroyed the prohibition laid by Yanjun Dajiao, and even woke up Yanjun Dajiao, who had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Are you looking for death?" Yan Jun Dajiao's words were always so crisp, he stared at the sky with wide eyes and slowly got up, looking at an old man in Taoist clothes suspended in the sky, and issued a naked death threat.

There is a hazy purple cloud around his body, sitting on a green futon, his body is like a bronze bell, the old way squinting his narrow eyes, and the three-foot-long silver sè long eyebrows are windless, swinging a mysterious trajectory around him.

Looking down at Yanjun Dajiao condescendingly, Lao Dao shouted in a deep voice: "Dajiao, your disciple, why did you destroy the plan of the Heavenly Court?"

Big Horn stared at his eyes and shouted in a daze, "What's the matter?"

Lao Dao opened his mouth, as if he knew that he couldn't explain it clearly with a bastard like Dajiao, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Hand over the Blue Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor, otherwise Lao Dao will destroy your 'Fire Source Wood'!"

"Fuck you!" Yan Jun Dajiao's words and deeds were always so direct, he soared into the air, and he didn't know where to pull out a spear entwined with purple fire, and stabbed it at the old man's lower abdomen. His speed was obviously beyond Lao Dao's reaction, and the spear stabbed heavily into Lao Dao's lower abdomen.

Lao Dao snorted, took out a dragon and tiger gold Ruyi with his backhand and smashed it on his head, and smashed a large piece of the big horn's head with a bang.

The big horn fell to the ground, and the old road flew into the air, both of them gasped, looking at each other for a long time without saying a word.