I don't know how long I have been fighting, and after entering this heavy heavenly realm, there are heavenly soldiers and generals everywhere, and if you don't fight, you can't find any way out.

Grabbing the pointless spear and carrying the mountain opening axe, he moved forward step by step, and his steps began to be a little vain.

Behind him, I don't know how many people were lying down.

Several Great Luo Jin Immortals were seriously injured in his hands, and more than a dozen Heavenly Court Divine Generals were no longer able to fight.

The heavenly soldiers were killed and wounded innumerable, but fortunately, the dead were all escorted by the Jade Emperor to reincarnate and rebuilt, and there were no people who were destroyed by the gods and bodies.

What if you open the killing ring and carry the murder?

This is not a drama on the stage, since it is a battle, how can there be no bloodshed?

Step by step, step by step......

Fight until the sea withers and the rocks rot, and fights until the heavens and the earth overturn.

The fighting spirit burned the soul, but the figure never took a step back.

After the battle, Wang Shan jumped out one by one to block the enemy, and it seemed that the enemy was forever endless and could not be killed.

Yang Jian has been fighting, fighting non-stop, everyone can see the stubbornness that refuses to give in him, and the immortals and gods can read the arrogance that refuses to bow their heads on his back.

I don't know when, Yang Jian felt that his eyes were a little dry, and his gaze began to sway;

I don't know when, Yang Jian's hands were a little numb, and the power of the dancing spear gradually weakened;

At some point, the condensation of the starlight began to be a little difficult, and the surrounding light bombarded the starlight, and the starlight gradually could not return.

The flesh treasure body began to directly withstand the bombardment of all the heavenly soldiers and generals.

The starlight around the body is no longer bright, although the power of the stars is inexhaustible, it cannot be taken without limits, and the physical body has gradually endured to the limit, and the limbs and bones exude a strong sense of tiredness.

Even, those god generals who besieged Yang Jian had already retreated due to fatigue......

Perhaps, there are also many gods who can't bear to make a move on Yang Jian again, and are overwhelmed by Yang Jian's tenacity.

He was already tired.

He is a human being, a man who also has many shortcomings, and he also knows what is tired and what is sleepy...... Person.

Alone.

Break into the heavens, fight the heavenly generals, over a thousand troops, and pick the edge.

The original intention of saving the mother has not changed, and this soul will not be extinguished.

From the middle gate of heaven to the peach mountain on the edge of the sky, from the three generals guarding the gate to the small Zhou Tianxing Fighting Array.

Yang Jian never thought of giving up, but at this time, his body was shaky, and it seemed that he would fall down from exhaustion in the next moment.

However, Yang Jian was already able to see Momoyama and see the place where his mother was suppressed in the barrier of many figures.

In fact, after defeating Wang Shan, Yang Jian's spirit was half taken away by that shot.

After that, it was another day of hard fighting and fierce fighting...... If it weren't for the starlight body, maybe he would have been riddled with holes now.

Ahead, is it the last level?

Rushing through this hurdle, will you be able to split the mountain and save your mother?

No, it's not fate, it's what you want to do, what you have to do, it's not fate, it's your own decision!

Yang Jian's eyelids were a little heavy, he slowly closed his eyes, aimed the tip of the pointless spear at his chest, and stabbed it gently.

Blood splattered, and the pain awakened the numb body again.

Yang Jian opened his eyes and exhaled, his pale complexion recovering a little red...... Morbid red.

Facing the heavy figures, Yang Jian still shouted in the same voice.

"Get out of the way. ”

There was no hostility in the eyes of the heavenly soldiers, only respect.

The soldiers are good at martial arts, and Yang Jian's bravery makes them have to respect.

Several Heavenly Generals didn't dare to answer, but they just injected their strongest mana into the formation formed by the Heavenly Soldiers, and they also stood in the most central position, ready to meet Yang Jian's axe.

Sure enough, Yang Jian swung his axe, and his figure rushed forward again.

The light of the axe blade shattered the large array, Yang Jian rushed through with his spear, and the heavenly soldiers and generals who formed a wall were like building blocks that had been knocked away, scattered in the clouds and mist.

However, the front is hundred, and so is the big array.

Yang Jian stopped his pace, gasped twice, and raised the mountain axe again.

Sweat was dripping down all over his body.

The heavens and the earth are silent, the immortals of the sect are silent, the immortals of the sect are silent, the immortals of the Middle Shenzhou are silent, the military generals of the heavenly court, the dragon king of the four seas, and the Yan Jun of the ten halls are all silent.

In Zhongshenzhou, countless pairs of eyes stared at the figure that had stumbled but was still stumbling forward.

The long hair is no longer flowing, and the clothes that the starlight is fading are no longer the original chic.

But this back made the hearts of countless monks tremble. The monks who were still constantly evaluating the strength of the Heavenly Court Heavenly Generals before all shut up at this time and looked at the figure cast out of the clouds.

And the initiator of this projection magic power, his eyes were also a little dazed at this time, looking at Yang Jian's back, his beautiful eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Is he smart or stupid?" Qiong Xiao muttered in a low voice.

"Let's divide the matter," replied a fairy with a chuckle, "I remember hearing from a sister in the sect that some people are smart, but they always have obsessions that they can't let go, and they will always be stubborn and stupid in some things. ”

"Well," Qiong Xiao nodded, staring at Yang Jian's back, "You said, he is so obsessed with rescuing his mother, will he do the same to his fellow Daoists?"

The fairy said: "All men who value love and righteousness should be able to." ”

The corners of Qiongxiao's mouth twitched, as if he didn't believe it.

She frowned a little impatiently, and casually pointed at Yang Jian, she actually didn't care about it on her lips, but she was a little touched in her heart.

Qiong Xiao's sudden move was also to let Yang Jian fall, so that he would not have to lose his potential because of this.

Yang Jian was still able to fight at this time, but in fact, he was only overdrawing his own potential, and it would be useless to cultivate in the future.

That beam of light came unexpectedly, and when Yuding Zhenren found out, he could only shoot to stop most of the power, but there was still a faint beam that penetrated Yang Jian's calf.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and Yang Jian's body staggered, and he fell forward weakly.

"Who is it?"

Yuding Zhenren suddenly shouted angrily, turned to look at the sky, and his face, which had always been honest and loyal, was angry at this time.

His eyes locked on Qiong Xiao's location, his arm was raised high, and a blue light broke through the sky, and then slashed towards Qiong Xiao!

The immortals of the Sect came back to their senses at this time, and scolded angrily one by one: "Who dares to calculate my master and nephew!"

"Senior Brother Yuding!"

Qiong Xiao appeared above the head of the Sectarian Sect Immortal, covering the blue light with his bare hands, and with a bang, the heavens and the earth changed color, and many worshippers in the heavenly court appeared next to the Jade Emperor's chariot.

"Hmph!" Qiong Xiao snorted, a little blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Yuding with some horror.

What a strong strength.

Yuding's eyes narrowed, and the murderous opportunity burst out.

Qiong Xiao took out the golden Jiao scissors and dealt with it with all her heart, just the hard fight just now, she knew that this cultivator of the same generation who was not well-known was a little terrifying.

"Senior Brother Yuding, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Zhao Gongming hurriedly shouted, appearing between Qiong Xiao and Yu Ding to block him, his hands swaying again and again, "Senior Sister Qiong Xiao is also to let Yang Jian rest, his current situation is really useless for his future cultivation." ”

Although the immortals were angry, they also knew that what Zhao Gongming said was the truth.

If the sect had calculated Yang Jian, it would definitely not just hurt Yang Jian's calf.

"Senior brother!" Taiyi Zhenren appeared, landed in front of Yu Ding, and slowly shook his head at the angry Yu Ding.

Yuding looked at Qiong Xiao deeply, nodded silently, turned to look at Yang Jian, and didn't say a word.

But Qiong Xiao was faintly uneasy in her heart, she knew that this hidden Jade Ding had already held a grudge against herself, because she had hurt his apprentice, and there would be a reckoning in the future.

She sneered, but she was aroused by the fighting spirit.

I can't beat you alone, but we have a sister and a sister!

Qiong Xiao scolded angrily: "We'll see!"

"Alas," Zhao Gongming sighed at Qiong Xiao, and then smiled dryly at the Nine Dragons Golden Rim, and then stood in place, not hiding his figure.

On the Nine Dragons Golden Chariot, the Jade Emperor kept looking at this scene with a smile and did not speak.

But when the Jade Emperor's gaze turned to Yang Jian, who was lying on the cloud road, he couldn't help frowning.

Yang Jian was still trying to stand up.

He was holding the mountain axe in his left hand, and he had already supported his small half of his body, his arms trembling, and the sharp pain in his calf made him dizzy.

Is this already his limit?

Sure enough, manpower is sometimes poor.

The great god of Pangu also died due to the exhaustion of supporting heaven and earth, and he is now just a stronger ant in the flood wilderness, how can he avoid exhaustion?

Unwillingly, there are only a few hundred zhang.

"Yang Jian!" Yishen Jiang's voice trembled unconsciously, and instead of scolding, he said: "Forget it." ”

"Forget it......"

Yang Jian's voice was hoarse, and he had already propped up his upper body and knelt on the clouds.

He held the mountain opening axe, looked at the several major formations in front of him, grabbed the axe handle of the mountain opening axe with both hands, and slowly pulled his body up.

His left leg was injured and he could no longer exert his strength, but he trembled like a candle in the wind, and slowly stood up with his axe.

As if using the last bit of strength in his body, he stood up.

"Master......" Yang Jian opened his mouth and shouted.

Yuding Zhenren's voice penetrated into Yang Jian's ears, it was still so light, and it seemed that he had forgotten the anger just now, "For the teacher, you are resting, the master rescued your mother for you, you have done ...... today."

"Wait a minute...... Help me ......" Yang Jian's weak voice interrupted Yuding Zhenren's words.

Yang Jian said hoarsely: "Protect my mother, I'm afraid she will be hurt." ”

"Good. ”

Yu Ding slowly closed his eyes, and a relieved smile appeared on his lips, but there was a little weakness in the relief.

"Ahh

A layer of blood suddenly erupted around Yang Jian's body, and the rolling blood qi rushed to the sky!

Blood!

An axe, through the light curtain of several heavenly soldiers, slashed down at Peach Mountain!

Above the peach mountain, the light of the heavy formations lit up one after another!