The figure of the Jade Emperor appeared behind the barrier, and the majestic divine power of one hand stretched forward was released, blocking the ten golden crows, and the long hair flew and the robes were hunting.

In the mountain village below, Agarwood looked up in surprise and shouted: "Niangniang, look, there is a villain, it seems to be a fairy!

Tears of excitement flowed from Yang Chan's eyes, and she couldn't help but shout: "Uncle~"

In the sky, the Jade Emperor glanced down at Yang Chan and Agarwood, raised his head again, took a step forward and pushed hard, and with a bang, the purple-gold barrier exploded, and ten golden crows flew out with a bang, pulling out ten lines of fire in the sky.

Yao Chi appeared beside the Jade Emperor in a flash, and said with a gloomy face: "I'll help you, Yao Ji's matter must not happen a second time." ”

The Jade Emperor shook his robe and said, "You go to protect Yang Chan." ”

Yao Ji hesitated, nodded and said, "Okay!" and turned and flew down.

The Jade Emperor strode towards the Ten Golden Crows, and ten purple gold dragons drilled out from behind him, "Ang~" raised the sky with a dragon groan, and pounced towards the Ten Golden Crows.

With a bang, ten purple-gold dragons and ten golden crows collided together, purple-golden light and white fire covered the sky, and the ten golden crows shattered.

The next moment, ten more golden crows were reborn in the firelight, and they rushed towards the Jade Emperor with a roar, and their strength was even stronger than before.

The Jade Emperor held the Haotian Sword and the Ten Golden Crows into a ball, the purple-golden sword light was vertical and horizontal, killing the Golden Crow again and again, but the Golden Crow, which was blessed by the laws of heaven and earth, could be reborn again and again, and the more he fought, the stronger he became.

......

Heavenly Court, Yang Jian brandished the three-pointed two-edged knife with anger on his face and fought with Ziwei, below was many gods fighting, the divine palace was shattered one after another, and Heavenly Court became a ruined wall.

Inside the Yao Pond, Chang'e and the Nine Heavens Xuannu stood together, looking at the battlefield.

Chang'e said, "Do we need help?"

The Nine Heavens Xuannu also had an angry face, Ziwei should be damned, but she still shook her head and said, "No, Ziwei will be handed over to Yang Jian, let him vent." ”

The Nine Heavens Xuannu glanced at the battlefield where it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and said, "You go and seal the Transformation God Pool." ”

Chang'e nodded and said, "Okay!" flew up and flew into the distance.

......

On the battlefield, there was a loud bang and Lei Zhenzi knocked Yuan Hong away with a stick, and said coldly: "You also want to stop me?"

Yuan Hong got up from the ground in embarrassment, pointed at the sky with a water and fire stick in his hand and shouted: "Four Waste Ancient Stars!"

Lei Zhenzi laughed and said: "My eldest brother is the master of the stars, my eldest brother gives an order, what qualifications do you have to mobilize the power of the stars?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled sound.

Lei Zhenzi slammed down, smashing a gazebo with a bang.

Lei Zhenzi's wings shook and flew up and shouted angrily, "Who is it?"

A big man in golden armor appeared in the air, with three eyes on his forehead, holding a golden whip and saying in a muffled voice: "Dutian Great Lingguan Wang Lingguan!"

Lei Zhenzi's wings shook, and the thunder in the sky slashed towards Wang Lingguan, and the figure followed closely behind the thunder.

Wang Lingguan's third eye glared, and a golden light shone out, and all the thunder was eliminated.

"Bell~" There was a loud bang, the golden stick and the golden whip intersected, splashing a burst of golden sparks, the two looked at each other, and at the same time raised their fists to fight, and the two fists intersected with each other, and the two instantly distanced themselves and rushed over again.

Bell bell bell ~

The two figures were as fast as lightning and clashed in the air, their figures flickering and sparks flying.

In the distance, the battle between Yang Jian and Ziwei Emperor became even more intense, shattering the space with each blow, and the figures of the two were distorting from afar, as if they were in another dimension.

Emperor Ziwei is wearing an imperial robe, surrounded by stars, stepping on the galaxy, his fist is like a meteor, and he is indescribably noble.

Yang Jian was wearing a black power suit, his face was cold and solemn, his body was full of evil energy, and the three-pointed and two-edged knives were all over the killing machine.

Emperor Ziwei waved his hand, and a star beside him turned into a meteor and crashed towards Yang Jian.

A cold light flashed, and with a boom, the stars shattered, and a little cold light stabbed towards the Ziwei Emperor.

Emperor Ziwei clasped his hands together, a galaxy crossed in front of him, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife pierced into the galaxy, shattering hundreds of millions of stars, but never cutting off the galaxy.

Emperor Ziwei said with a smile: "You really deserve to be the number one god of war in the heavenly court, you are much stronger than the Jade Emperor, and now he doesn't even have the courage to see me, he just sent you out to fight, it's really ridiculous!"

Yang Jian shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

The figure instantly became larger, like a mountain, and kicked towards the Ziwei Emperor, and the space where the foot passed was shattered, and a pitch-black crack appeared, which was repaired in an instant.

Emperor Ziwei's face changed, and he hurriedly pulled out several galaxies in front of him, and with a bang, the galaxies shattered, and the Emperor Ziwei was kicked by Yang Jian like a meteor, knocking down a building.

Yang Jian chased after the Ziwei Emperor with huge steps, and the sky darkened and huge meteors fell from the sky.

Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~

Meteors smashed on Yang Jian's body one after another, and he fell to the ground with a bang, instantly lifting the law phase heaven and earth, becoming smaller and dodging the meteors that came one after another, and rushed towards Emperor Ziwei again.

Emperor Ziwei flew out of the ruins, holding a purple long sword in his hand, the body of the sword was like a starry sky, and the stars were shining on the sword.

"Qiang~" The swords intersected, Yang Jian's face changed dramatically and flew back in an instant, his foot stepped the ground, and the earth shattered with a bang, and his body couldn't control it and continued to slide backwards, pulling out a deep ravine.

Emperor Ziwei was suspended in the air, and said indifferently: "Yang Jian, your strength is not bad, but you are still weaker than me. ”

Yang Jian's feet stomped on the ground, and with a bang, the earth collapsed for thousands of meters, turning into a streamer and rushing towards Ziwei.

Ziwei hurriedly swung her sword to meet it, the sword body on the side of Yang Jian's body slashed in front of him, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife stabbed straight into the chest of the Ziwei Emperor, a star appeared on the chest of the Ziwei Emperor, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife stabbed at the star, and the Ziwei Emperor flew out upside down, looking a little embarrassed.

Yang Jian sneered and said, "A high level of cultivation does not mean that the combat power is high!" immediately rushed over again, and the two fought again.

One has rich combat experience, the other is superb, and it is difficult to distinguish victory from defeat for a while.

On the battlefield of Heavenly Court, one god after another has fallen every moment, Heavenly Court is full of divine blood and corpses, thousands of Heavenly Soldiers are bloody, blood stains Heavenly Court, and the battle situation is getting more and more stale.

As the battle time prolonged, Emperor Ziwei slowly began to overpower Yang Jian with cultivation, and the difference between the peak of Da Luo and the middle stage of Da Luo was like a chasm.

Emperor Ziwei laughed and said, "Yang Jian, surrender! Why do you want to give your life to the Jade Emperor's faint monarch? As long as you take refuge in me, I will reward you with whatever you want, and even the throne of the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole can be given to you." ”

Yang Jian shouted coldly: "I want you to die!"

Emperor Ziwei's smile stiffened, and he shot a little harder, and Yang Jian had more difficulty coping with it.