Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 105 Devil's Son and Grandson (Part 2)
Li Daqiu was wearing a purple robe.

He has a good temperament, noble but not arrogant, his voice and smile make people feel like a spring breeze.

All the living beings of various races in the wilderness who were competing to cross the ladder had already noticed Li Daqiu, and now they were surprised and showed awe when they heard that he was actually the great disciple of the Immortal Emperor.

Some people even bowed and saluted cheekily: "Greetings, Young Emperor!"

Seeing this, the others saluted one after another: "Greetings, Young Emperor."

Young Emperor is the respectful title for the son of the Great Emperor or the first disciple of the Great Emperor, and it is very likely that he will set foot on the way of the Emperor in the future.

Li Daqiu was overjoyed, and said loudly: "Friends of the Daoist, the Immortal Emperor is invincible in the world, the Mingyue Extermination, the Beast Slayer Ancestor, the ancestor Ouyang, the Blood Moon Wolf King, and Qinghezi from the Great Wilderness Temple are my younger brothers. There is no one in the Great Wilderness. Dare to fight, you have to work hard and strive to cross the ladder!"

"As long as you enter the Immortal Mountain, then your road to invincibility will be opened!"

As he said that, he glanced at the purple cloud and mist ladder, and said with emotion:

"The difficulty of the ladder is that it is difficult to go up to the blue sky. I give my heart to the bright moon, only the emperor can't see it."

He blew Yang Heng hard, and finally said something that he didn't quite understand, as if hinting at the skills of climbing the ladder, but he didn't explain it thoroughly.

The creatures in the surrounding wilderness heard it, and many of them looked confused.

However, masters such as the ancestor of the dung beetle were reflecting on the failure of climbing the ladder. At this moment, when they heard the words, they all trembled, their eyes brightened, and they seemed to have suddenly realized.

Then, they knelt down and bowed to Li Daqiu excitedly: "Thank you, Young Emperor, for your guidance. When I climb the ladder, I will come to knock on my door to thank Young Emperor for his great kindness!"

After all, they roared, rushed out of the crowd, laughed and rushed up the ladder.

In an instant, they disappeared without a trace, the speed was appalling, as if the resistance of the ladder had no effect on them.

Li Daqiu was at a loss when he saw this.

"What did I mean by what I just said?"

"My son of luck, did I unlock the secret of the old devil's ladder with a casual sentence?!"

"Hiss! I'm so strong!"

Li Daqiu was shocked.

But at this time, everyone looked at Li Daqiu with even more awe.

Some people looked down upon Li Daqiu just now because he felt that his aura was not strong, but now they respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

However, Li Daqiu stopped talking.

He looked at Yang Buhui and the others opposite.

"Greetings, Young Emperor!" Yang Buhui and a group of people hastily saluted.

"Let's go, the Immortal Emperor is waiting for you on the mountain!" Li Daqiu said with a smile, and then quickly sent a voice transmission to ask the specific identities of the old men at the front.

Li Daqiu was shocked when he learned that they were the real sons of the old devil.

"These old guys are the real young emperors!"

He hastily stepped forward, grabbed the hands of Yang Buhui and the others, and his attitude became very affectionate.

"Don't call me Young Emperor, my name is Li Daqiu, from now on we will be called brothers, how about it?"

"Okay, then let's call you Brother Li?!"

"Ahaha, how embarrassing, I am so young. Well, then I will be the big brother for the time being. Come on, there are some rules, and the big brother will tell you quietly, and promise to let you get your wish and hug your thighs."

Soon.

Under the guidance of Li Daqiu, a group of descendants came to the top of the Immortal Mountain.

The moment they raised their heads, not only the group of descendants were stunned, but even Li Daqiu was stunned on the spot.

I saw the top of the sacred mountain, on the Taoist platform.

Yang Heng sat cross-legged, the great emperor's aura was so powerful that the void was hazy, and his figure was blurred, as if in the past and in the future.

He made a formula with both hands, and his body was surrounded by purple divine light, which was as bright as a round of divine sun, reflecting the sky into a purple ocean.

The magic of the sky pervaded, chaotic clouds and mists rolled up and down around Yang Heng's side, thunder and lightning crisscrossed, and the stars in the sky swayed, as if they were about to fall, setting him off like an ancient god and demon, extraordinarily majestic.

At this moment, Yang Heng showed the invincible posture of the great emperor, and his majestic atmosphere made a group of descendants stunned.

"Fuck! Is this giant our ancestor?"

"It looks so cowhide, so scary!"

"This thick thigh, I hold it!"

Yang Buhui and the others were extremely shocked.

They stared at the ancestor, trying to see the appearance of the ancestor clearly, but all of a sudden, their blood was boiling, their eyes were bleeding, they were dizzy for a while, and almost fell to the ground.

Li Daqiu took a look at the attitude of the old devil, and realized that the old devil was deliberately pretending to be aggressive in front of his children and grandchildren!

"Forget it, let me cooperate with the old devil again!"

then.

He pretended to be serious and said loudly: "My fellow clansmen, the emperor is as majestic as the sky, how can he look directly at him and not bow down?!"

When the descendants heard this, they were horrified.

They hurriedly bowed their heads and kowtowed to salute: "The children and grandchildren pay homage to the ancestors!"

The neat voice resounded through the mountains.

However, got no response.

Yang Buhui and the others were at a loss, and looked to Li Daqiu for help.

Li Daqiu glanced at the old devil on the stage, who continued to pretend to be aggressive in the chaotic clouds, and knew in his heart that if he didn't cooperate today and let the old devil pretend to be beautiful and comfortable, I'm afraid he wouldn't see this group of people. descendants.

then.

Li Daqiu reminded loudly: "To pay homage to the emperor, you must be sincere and spirited!"

Yang Buhui suddenly understood, and continued to kowtow.

Li Daqiu frowned and said: "No, the strength is not enough, it seems that the heart is not sincere enough!"

"You need to kowtow hard, and hard work will produce miracles!"

After saying a word, Yang Buhui was shocked, and suddenly understood what Li Daqiu meant.

He kowtowed again, and with a "bang", his head fell, and the bluestone on the ground exploded, and Li Daqiu's eyelids twitched when he saw it.

"A ruthless man!"

However, Yang Buhui continued, he continued to kowtow, while kowtowing, he crawled forward, his body crawled 180 degrees to the ground, his face and nose rubbed against the ground, sparking sparks.

Kowtow while crawling like this.

"You need to kowtow vigorously, and vigorously perform miracles! Ancestors, descendants are coming!"

Yang Buhui yelled and kowtowed, kowtowing towards Yang Heng excitedly and excitedly.

Wherever he passed, the bluestone on the ground exploded, and it was full of bumps from the impact of his forehead. He kowtowed like this and crawled towards Yang Heng.

"Ethics, I don't want it, I don't want the majesty of the Emperor Zhun, I don't want this old face of the old man!"

"As long as we can lick the ancestors, get the approval of the ancestors, and hug the thick thighs of the ancestors, we can soar into the sky!"

Yang Buhui yelled in his heart, and transmitted the sound to other clansmen.

Behind.

Yang Laoxie, Yang Jian, Yang Nianfu, and Yang Ruolan were all stunned.

The other clansmen were directly frightened.

But soon, they looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds, their eyes flashed fiercely.

Then, kneel and kowtow together.

"boom!"

The ground shook, and the bluestones exploded.

More than 1000 ethnic groups, all neat faces and noses rubbed against the ground, knelt forward at 180 degrees and climbed up.

"You need to kowtow vigorously, and vigorously perform miracles, ancestor, please sit down, we are all coming!"

They kowtowed and roared. Every time their heads hit the ground, there was a loud bang. Their bodies crawled and crawled on the ground like snakes, rubbing their faces and noses, making a "tearing, tearing" sound.

Someone with a low cultivation base, after rubbing for a while, his face was covered with blood, but he continued to rub without saying a word, and continued to move forward.

On the ground, bloodstains were blurred.

Li Daqiu was startled and shocked, this kind of friction of flesh and blood was much more painful than sword and sword Ling Chi.

"Snakes give birth to snakes, rats give birth to rats, the descendants of the old devil are also the descendants of devils!"

"They are all ruthless people!"

Li Daqiu sighed.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he found an eyeball rolling on the ground.

"Fuck, who rubbed off the eyeballs?!"

Li Daqiu hurriedly picked up this eyeball, and under the guidance of his breath, he found that it was the eyeball of Yang Laoxie in front.

"The Emperor Zhun's cultivation base is tyrannical, and his physical body is not weak. How can he rub his eyeballs off?"

Li Daqiu was puzzled, but when he saw that Yang Laoxie had restrained his whole body's cultivation and deliberately smashed and rubbed off the flesh and blood on his face, Li Daqiu suddenly realized, and then he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the ground in admiration.

"Bitter tricks, this Yang Laoxie is bull-nosed!"

"It is estimated that he will be favored and become the most beautiful boy under the old devil's head!"

But soon.

Li Daqiu found out that Yang Laoxie was not the only handsome guy, but the leader Yang Buhui even rubbed his nose off, Li Daqiu picked it up.

Yang Jian in the back, another son of the old devil, rubbed off his lips, and Li Daqiu also picked it up.

Yang Nianfu, the Old Sage with the lowest cultivation level among the old devil's five children, rubbed off his ear, and Li Daqiu picked it up too.

"Hey, where did the blood cells come from?"

On the ground, in a pothole where a head was knocked out, there was a small ball like a bloody grape.

Li Daqiu picked it up suspiciously, observed it closely for a moment, and even took a few sniffs. There was a faint fragrance in the bloody smell.

"Damn it, could it be"

Li Daqiu's eyes widened, and his eyes fell on the old devil's only daughter, Yang Ruolan, drawn by his energy and blood.

"My God! I, Li Daqiu, are convinced!"

"This old girl is the most ruthless stubble among the old devil's descendants!"

"She even rubbed off her own!"

Li Daqiu gasped.

Put the "blood ball" in your hand close to your body, and don't put it together with those eyeballs, nose, ears and mouth.

The old devil's five biological children have inherited the old devil's ruthlessness, being ruthless to the enemy and even more ruthless to himself.

They kowtowed and rubbed together, with bloody faces, and finally kowtowed and crawled in front of Yang Heng.

"My dear grandchildren, you are finally here."

A majestic and kind voice sounded.

Yang Heng dissipated the great emperor's energy and chaotic clouds, revealing his figure and appearance.

The old but rosy face, with a kind smile, and the tall and straight body as towering as a mountain, make people feel at ease.

The two eyebrows are dancing like a centipede, and the deep and vicissitudes of the eyes are full of kindness and gentle smile.

"This is my father, our Yang Family's Eternal Divine Mountain, the Immortal Emperor?!"

A group of children and grandchildren were excited and excited, in awe.

"Old ancestor, Immortal Emperor, my father, I am Yang Buhui, I miss you"

Yang Buhui said in a hoarse voice excited and excited, took Yang Heng's foot in his hands, and kissed him "baji".

Yang Heng trembled all over, as if he had been electrocuted, and his blood vessels became more intense.

At this moment, he deeply realized what blood is thicker than water.

He was very touched, looking at the bloody faces of Yang Buhui and other descendants, he could feel how sincere their filial piety was to him.

His eyes fell on Yang Buhui who was at the front, and Yang Heng smiled kindly: "My child, are you called Buhui?!"

Yang Buhui was choked up and about to cry, he knelt a few steps closer, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, my name is Buhui, my mother, let me say hello to you, and what's more, she let me...let me let me"

Yang Buhui hesitated and struggled.

"What do you want to do? Be bold, don't be afraid, my child, you are the young emperor now, you can't be a coward!" Yang Heng smiled and encouraged.

Yang Buhui suddenly lifted his spirits and shouted: "My mother, let me stab you!"

"Shh!"

The dagger was unsheathed, the light of the knife flashed, and it stabbed Yang Heng's chest
(End of this chapter)