Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Between reincarnations!

Pingxin looked at Yang Jian in the small world in his palm, no, to be precise, he should be looking at the eye of heaven between Yang Jian's eyebrows.

After a few breaths, after seeing through the mystery of that eye of heaven, Pingxin chuckled.

"Eye of heaven... the eye of the emperor of heaven, Haotian is really willing to give it up!"

Holding the small world, Pingxin took a step and came directly to a certain boundary between reincarnations.

Between the thoughts, an incarnation flew out of the body, holding the small world, and flew out of this boundary.

Stepped into the gap between reincarnation and the netherworld.

Here, there was already a figure waiting here, looking at Pingxin who walked out of the reincarnation, and hurriedly bowed.

"Haotian greets Empress Pingxin!"

Who else could this be but the Haotian Emperor of the prehistoric heaven above the nine heavens?

Although Haotian seemed calm at this time, a closer look revealed a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Pingxin smiled quietly.

It was extremely rare for a great man in the quasi-sage realm to look like this.

"Daoyou Haotian, no need to be polite."

Pingxin said softly.

Haotian looked up at Pingxin, who was holding the small world in his hand, and his eyes swept over Yang Jian in the small world.

"Empress Pingxin, I wonder if you can grant Haotian's request?"

Pingxin did not speak, but raised her hand and broke the small world in front of her, releasing Yang Jian inside.

Yang Jian, who was caught in a frenzy, didn't care about anything. When he saw the surrounding restraining force disappear, the sky eye between his eyebrows suddenly shone brightly.

He wanted to use the same trick again and display the divine light of the sky eye.

But...

"Bold!"

Haotian shouted at the side.

The Heavenly Eye, which was originally shining brightly, was immediately shaken, and the light that gathered suddenly dissipated.

If Yang Jian, who was awake, saw this scene, he would be extremely heartbroken.

You know, the Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows has been with him for ten thousand years, but it has never been so obedient.

The power of the Heavenly Eye was restrained, but Yang Jian was not. At this time, Yang Jian, who was in a rage, was like a demon.

His main consciousness had long been dormant, and what controlled him at this time was the will to fight and... the obsession in his heart.

But...

Yang Jian, who was in the Daluo realm, could not cause any turmoil in front of Empress Pingxin and Emperor Haotian.

Either of them could easily suppress Yang Jian.

Pingxin did not make any move, and the bloodshot eyes of the violent Yang Jian suddenly softened and fainted directly.

Then, the finger that Pingxin pointed out had already landed on Yang Jian's forehead.

There was no shocking phenomenon, and it was very calm. When Pingxin retracted his finger, a little golden light had already appeared on his finger.

That was... Yang Jian's eye.

Looking again, there was no eye between the eyebrows of the unconscious Yang Jian, only an empty hole.

Seeing this scene, Haotian's eyes suddenly showed a touch of surprise.

Although Pingxin did not answer, Pingxin's actions at this time undoubtedly explained everything.

With a thought, a little light was taken out in front of Haotian, and then the light quietly grew larger and gradually revealed its shape.

Soon, a very beautiful female soul appeared in front of Haotian.

The woman was floating in front of Haotian. Even though her eyes were closed and she was unconscious, her brows were tightly furrowed, and there was an indelible sorrow between her brows.

"Pingxin, please!" Haotian pushed the woman's soul to Pingxin.

Pingxin did not do as Haotian thought, but shook her head slightly and said softly: "No hurry."

"Princess?"

Haotian's face tightened, and he looked at Pingxin in surprise.

Of course, he was not worried that Pingxin would covet his things.

Although this thing might be extremely important in the eyes of him and countless creatures in the prehistoric world, it was nothing to Saint Pingxin.

"You still have to ask the person involved about what you are going to do." Pingxin said softly, and pointed his finger again.

The woman's soul pushed by Haotian suddenly woke up.

"Erlang!"

The first moment she woke up, the woman exclaimed directly, and then looked around with a blank face.

At first glance, she saw Ping Xin in front of her.

Although she couldn't recognize Ping Xin, she couldn't help but feel a warm and strong sense of security in her heart.

This warm feeling was even better than when she was in Yang Lang's arms, and a blush rose on her face, but...

The next moment, her shy face suddenly turned pale, and she subconsciously moved closer to Ping Xin, and then spoke weakly: "Brother!"

"You still have the nerve to call me brother!"

The moment the woman woke up, Haotian, who was originally anxious, changed directly. A trace of anger ignited in his heart, and he shouted immediately.

Haotian's sister.

The identity of this woman's soul is self-evident.

The sister of Emperor Haotian, the mother of Yang Jian and Yang Erlang, and the reason why Yang Jian attacked the underworld this time, Yao Ji.

Yao Ji did not speak, but lowered her head and said nothing.

"Hmph!" Haotian snorted coldly, and immediately stopped looking at Yao Ji, turned his head and bowed to Pingxin, saying: "Please do it, Queen Pingxin!"

Pingxin, who was originally preparing to watch the show, saw this scene, and a trace of pity suddenly flowed out of his eyes, but he shook his head calmly and repeated: "No hurry."

"Do it? What do you do?"

Yao Ji looked at her brother with a blank face at this time.

To be honest, since she knew her brother, she knew that her brother was always extremely domineering and had his way.

She had never seen her brother like this.

Yao Ji turned her head and looked at Ping Xin, looking at this figure that made her feel warmer than ever before.

It was she who made her extremely domineering brother become like this.

Lady Ping Xin?

This name sounds familiar!

Perhaps because only her soul was left, and she had suffered a severe injury before, Yao Ji felt a little dizzy at this moment.

But...

The next moment, Yao Ji's eyes changed, staring at a figure not far away, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

"Erlang!"

At this moment, Yao Ji no longer cared about her brother, but also about Lady Ping Xin who made her feel warm.

At this moment, Yao Ji's eyes only had the figure of Yang Jian not far away, but... The next moment, Yao Ji saw the eyebrows of her son.

Saw the scary hole.

"Erlang——"

A shrill scream sounded.

Yao Ji wanted to rush towards Yang Jian like crazy.

But...

At this moment, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move forward at all.

Feeling her own state, Yao Ji's eyes suddenly turned and looked at Haotian beside her.

At this moment, there was no fear in her eyes, and no weakness before.

"Brother, please let Erlang go. You can do whatever you want to me. I beg you to let Erlang go."

Yao Ji begged hysterically.

But...

The more this happened, the more angry Haotian became.

"Erlang...Erlang...You only have your Erlang in your eyes." Haotian growled angrily.

"Brother..."

Yao Ji stared at Haotian blankly.

Although Haotian always said what he meant in front of him, this was the first time he saw Haotian get angry.

But...

After being stunned for a moment, Yao Ji's mind was once again filled with Yang Jian's empty brows.

"Brother... Erlang is your nephew! How can you bear to..." Yao Ji said hoarsely in a low voice.

"Nephew, I don't have such a nephew." Yao Ji was interrupted by Haotian before she finished speaking, sneering.

"Before in Taoshan, he threatened that if he didn't let you out, he would go to heaven to chop me down."

"Brother, Erlang just made a slip of the tongue." Yao Ji wanted to defend herself.

"Slip of the tongue... He, a Daluo Jinxian, would make a slip of the tongue." Haotian sneered.

At that time, even though they were separated by an infinite distance, he could feel the anger and murderous intent in Yang Jian's heart.

This was a slip of the tongue... If he had made a mistake, would he have chopped his neck with the axe?

"This..."

Yao Ji opened her mouth, unable to speak.

Not to mention the Daluo Jinxian, even she, a Taiyi Jinxian who was piled up with resources, would not make such a slip of the tongue.

Every word and action is from my heart.

Except for some cultivators who practice the great way or are naturally partial to telling lies, who can't do this.

"Empress Pingxin, there is no need to wait, just do it!"

Haotian looked at Pingxin again and said in a deep voice,

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Pingxin, who was watching the show very happily, was startled, and her indifferent eyes immediately stared at Haotian, and spoke softly.

"Haotian dare not!"

Haotian was shocked and bowed quickly.

Just now he quarreled with Yao Ji, and then he subconsciously used the tone he usually used in the heavenly court.

After looking at Haotian for a few breaths, Pingxin looked away.

"I hope there will be no next time."

"Yes!" Haotian said respectfully.

Of course, it's like this on the surface, but what's going on in your heart is not certain.

"Action? What kind of action?" Yao Ji looked nervous, "Brother, are you going to kill Erlang?""Don't worry, I won't touch your son." Ping Xin said softly.

"It's just that I'll give you back what originally belonged to you."

Ping Xin said, and then placed the light between her fingers in front of her.

"Is this... the eye of heaven?"

Yao Ji's face changed slightly. As someone who once had the eye of heaven, she recognized it at a glance even if it was not in the right state at this time.

Combined with the appearance of Yang Jian beside her, Yao Ji immediately understood, and her face turned pale.

"I don't want it."

Without the slightest hesitation, Yao Ji spoke directly.

"That belongs to Erlang. I have already given it to Erlang. Lady Ping Xin, can I ask you to return the eye of heaven to Erlang?"

"Give it to Erlang..." Ping Xin chuckled.

"If you really want to give it to your Erlang, you should know that with your qualifications, being able to have the cultivation of Taiyi Jinxian is already the limit of resource accumulation."

"After that, no matter how many resources you have, it is impossible for you to break through to Daluo Jinxian, only this Heavenly Eye..."

"Integrate this Heavenly Eye into your body, and then reincarnate. With your current accumulation, you will definitely break through to Daluo Jinxian in the next life."

"And even if your Erlang loses this Heavenly Eye, with his Daluo Jinxian cultivation, he will not be in danger of falling. At most, he will be trapped in the Daluo realm in this life."

"I don't."

Yao Ji did not hesitate at all, and still shook her head and refused directly.

"I am a mortal, and I am very satisfied with my current cultivation."

For Yao Ji's words that I am a mortal, perhaps other people in the prehistoric world, even other saints, do not know.

But Pingxin knows the whole story very well.

Haotian, born as a boy beside Hongjun Daozu, although not born as a congenital god.

But he is also congenital, a creature that is transformed from a congenital spirit.

Naturally, he has no sister.

But the appearance of Yao Ji has puzzled many people in the prehistoric world and the heavenly court.

Where did Haotian Tiandi get his sister from, and... her aptitude is so poor.

In recent years, if the resources Haotian gave to Yao Ji were given to those geniuses, I am afraid that a Taiyi Jinxian would have been cultivated.

Maybe, one or two Daluo Jinxians would appear.

Of course, those resources are not worth mentioning to Haotian. The precious one is the Heaven Eye, which is the treasure that Haotian prepared for Yao Ji to break through Daluo.

Even with the Heaven Eye, ordinary Daluo can improve Yao Ji's aptitude and comprehension, making it possible for her to go further.

So where did Haotian's sister Yao Ji come from?

It can only be said that this is an accident.

An accident that happened during Haotian's reincarnation practice.

Of course, this is not important.

It is enough to know that Yao Ji is Haotian's sister, and a biological sister.

"I am a mortal, and it is enough to have such a cultivation. I have never thought of becoming a Daluo Jinxian in this life."

Yao Ji looked at Pingxin and said softly.

"But Erlang is different. He is gifted. The eye of heaven... is the only treasure I can give Erlang."

Listening to what Yao Ji said, Pingxin nodded constantly.

She could hear Yao Ji's sincerity at this time.

But Haotian on the side was anxious.

Just for this reason, you gave the eye of heaven to your son.

If you want treasures, I have plenty of them. Do you want spiritual roots or spiritual treasures?

If you want spiritual roots, are the peaches of the innate spiritual root peach tree enough?

If you want spiritual treasures, I have plenty of top-grade innate spiritual treasures here, even if they are top-grade innate spiritual treasures, it doesn't matter.

Why did you give away the Eye of Heaven?

But Haotian couldn't move at all at this time.

Without a doubt, the only one who could have this kind of power was Lady Pingxin who was standing by.

At this moment, Haotian felt a rare regret in his heart. He regretted why he didn't prepare a few innate spiritual treasures for his sister.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have given away the Eye of Heaven!

Pingxin didn't know what Haotian was thinking.

But looking at Yao Ji and Haotian in front of him, and Yang Jian lying dead beside him, Pingxin couldn't help but smile.

"I know, in this case, leave the rest to me..."

As he said that, Pingxin stretched out his right hand, and a power of reincarnation enveloped Yao Ji and Yang Jian.

Haotian on the side couldn't help but get nervous.

Although the cause of this matter was that he asked Pingxin to take action, Pingxin didn't agree to the reward he promised or anything else.

There was not even a single word of affirmation in his answer.

Even though he was the Emperor of Heaven, the strongest under the Saint, he could not interfere with the Saint's behavior... At this moment, he could only watch everything happen.