Chapter 945

The ten thousand demon palace was too quiet. Only the heavy breath of the Eastern Emperor came. His eyes became hotter and hotter. He was obviously moved by Feng Bo's proposal.

"Your Majesty, as long as you get the holy throne, you can naturally become a new emperor, and we don't want to be enemies with emperor Ye. When you get the holy throne, it's done. Emperor ye also needs your help. Naturally, he won't blame us."

Feng Bo continued to exhort, and his words became more and more fiery and justified.

Obviously, what Fengbo said makes sense.

If the Eastern Emperor Taiyi becomes a saint of heaven, ye Xuan can't say anything. Moreover, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi has no rebellious heart and will become a great help to Ye Xuan.

You should know that ye Xuan has festivals with several heavenly saints. Maybe when there will be a saint war, and the Eastern Emperor will become a saint, which is a certainty. Ye Xuan will not push the Eastern Emperor to the opposite.

"Bold, your heart can be punished!"

Suddenly, a cold and fierce reprimand came. Emperor Jun looked at Xiang Fengbo with a murderous face. A series of terrible demon lights burst out, as if he was going to kill Feng Bo in the next moment.

"Your Majesty Dijun, you...?"

Facing the killing opportunity revealed by Dijun, Feng Bo was shocked. He didn't know why he caused Dijun's killing, nor what he did wrong.

"Second brother, what are you doing?" The Eastern Emperor frowned slightly.

"Brother, you are confused."

Emperor Jun sighed, then glared at Feng Bo and said, "brother, don't be blinded by greed. Have you forgotten what kind of temperament Ye Tiandi is?"

"What temperament?"

The Eastern Emperor's face was suddenly stunned. He became pale in a short three breath time. There were more fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his pupils were extremely stagnant.

Looking at the pale face of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Emperor Jun shouted: "brother, Emperor Ye Tiandi has the same temperament. He is a man with iron and blood wrist. No matter who disobeys his will, he will suffer the great disaster of life and death."

"Feng Bo seems to have a reason, but it only applies to ordinary people, and ye Tiandi can't measure it with common sense!"

"Elder brother, don't forget how Nuwa was knocked down. Does elder brother want to follow in the footsteps of Nuwa?"

Dijun's words became more and more fierce. The Eastern Emperor was sweating in a cold sweat, and the Feng Bo collapsed on his knees. Obviously, Dijun's words also frightened him.

"Although the holy throne is good, it has nothing to do with us. If my second brother didn't remind me today, I'm afraid I'll make a big mistake." The Eastern Emperor was afraid to go on and on.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is guilty." Feng Bo knelt down and kowtowed, and the whole man trembled like chaff.

"This time, it will not be an example. If it is committed again, don't blame the emperor for not reading the feelings of kings and ministers for many years." The Eastern Emperor was too cold to speak.

"Big brother, crape myrtle has become a saint and settled down. We must show our sincerity. We must not let Ye Tiandi regard our demon family as a hidden danger." Emperor Jun whispered.

"Don't worry, second brother. I was just blinded by greed. Now I have awakened. Moreover, if ye Tiandi didn't have our demon family today, his great kindness would be hard for our demon family to repay forever." Donghuang Taiyi.

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Dourate palace.

The supreme old gentleman crossed his knees in front of the eight trigrams stove, and a furnace of nine turn gold pills was burning in the real fire of three flavors. However, the supreme old gentleman sighed repeatedly and obviously didn't pay attention to this furnace of pills.

"Becoming a saint is a long way off. Ye Xuan gave the purple Qi to crape myrtle. Didn't it break my road to becoming a saint?" The great old gentleman whispered to himself, with deep reluctance in his eyes.

At the beginning, he promised Ye Xuan to enter the heaven, hoping to get rid of Lao Tzu's control, and ye Xuan also cut off his contact with Lao Tzu with the halberd, and really made him an individual.

However, the Supreme Lord has Lao Tzu's memory and his supernatural powers. In addition to the method of gasification, Sanqing, he can be said to be familiar with all Lao Tzu's martial arts and supernatural powers.

As the saying goes, standing on the shoulders of giants, the super old gentleman is naturally unwilling to become only a quasi saint. He is fully qualified to become a new saint.

Unfortunately, the throne missed him, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, so he had to feel sorry for himself.

Creak!

Suddenly, the sound of the Palace door being pushed open came, and only a gloomy voice sounded behind the supreme old gentleman.

"Lao Jun, as long as you promise my master a condition, you can become a new saint of heaven."

"Huh?"

The supreme old gentleman was surprised. His dourate palace is a forbidden area in heaven. There are a lot of elixirs in it. Anyone who wants to see him needs to inform him except ye Xuan.

Moreover, today's 33rd heaven is as solid as gold. It is extremely difficult for outsiders to enter doushuai palace, even if they want to enter the South Tianmen gate, but the man who suddenly appeared behind him was like entering a deserted land, which shocked the supreme old gentleman.

Suddenly turned around, a face that was neither familiar nor strange came into his eyes.

"Is that you?"

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Youluo palace.

The ancestors of Styx River and huangquan raised their glasses to drink. Kunpeng was playing with the jade slips in his hand. It was obvious that the three were getting together.

"Unexpectedly, the crape myrtle is going to become a saint." The ancestor of Styx River sighed bitterly and drank all the wine in the glass, as if he wanted to quench the melancholy in his heart.

"The emperor of heaven wants to make him holy. This is an irreversible fact. Just accept your fate." Huangquan joked.

"But... But that crape myrtle is just a little big Luo... If this holy throne is given to others, I will be convinced... But he..." Old Styx sighed and poured wine again.

"What if you don't agree?"

Kunpeng smiled and said, "emperor Ye's will is irreversible. Since the emperor passed the holy throne to crape myrtle, we naturally have to obey the emperor's will. Don't you ask for hardship here?"

"Hum, Kunpeng, it's easy for you to say. I think you are the most dissatisfied person?" The old ancestor of the Styx river was melancholy. Kunpeng ridiculed him. Naturally, he was dissatisfied, and even sneered at him.

"I don't accept his crape myrtle, but I obey the emperor of heaven. Unlike your Styx ancestor, I have to hold it in my heart. Doesn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?" Kunpeng sneered.

Bang!

The old ancestor of Styx rose up. He was already upset, and Kunpeng angered him. At the moment, all his anger was surging up, and Kunpeng became his vent.

"Kun Peng, how dare you ridicule me? Believe me, I'll break off a pair of your bird wings?"

Dang!

Kunpeng smashed the wine glass to the ground. He also looked at the Styx River and said coldly, "others are afraid of you. I Kunpeng didn't pay attention to you. Don't think you can bully me with a sea of ghost blood."