The bead thrown by Wang Mo was for Yang Jian's life, and he had already tried his best, aiming at Yang Jian's forehead.

If he is hit head-on by the Open Heaven Bead, even if Yang Jian does not die, it will be a miserable end with his brains bursting out, and if he is a 'Xingtian' second, his vitality will inevitably be greatly damaged, and even the Xuangong realm will fall because of this.

Yang Jian did not have half a trace of remorse in his heart, and he was still struggling desperately, wanting to remove his vital point before the Heavenly Bead attacked, even if there was a slight possibility......

The Chaos Yuan Bead can determine the universe, this is an innate spiritual treasure, although it is not in the eyes of the great supernatural powers, but it can suppress all the opponents under the Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Yang Jian's combat power is strong, but it is a strong body, mysterious skills, and the power of the Yuan Shen is very weak.

He was able to fight against Wang Demon, relying on the pointless spear in his hand, not that Yang Jian's Xuangong realm was already comparable to Da Luo Jin Xian!

Not to mention the Fusion Divine Sword, Yang Jian's Yuan Shen had no power to parry, and was directly entangled by the red rope......

At this time, it is really called that the sky should not be called, and the earth is not spiritual, Yang Jian is still unwilling to give up, constantly struggling, and what blooms in his eyes is not despair, but unwillingness and anger!

The dzi has arrived in front of the forehead!

Yang Jian suddenly felt that the pointless spear he was holding with both hands was missing, and beside Yang Jian, a figure was about to slowly take shape......

Rise!

The abrupt dragon groan sounded, and Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and the pointless spear appeared in front of Yang Jian strangely, the body of the gun was vertical, and the tip of the spear that should not have existed seemed to have a faint outline!

It is this faint outline that will directly knock the dzi into the air!

This scene that happened between the lightning and flint made Yang Jian stunned, and Wang Mo's eyes were even more round, full of disbelief.

And Yang Jian's mind was attracted by the sudden power of the Sharpless Spear, and he didn't notice the figure beside him that was about to slowly take shape, and the figure also dissipated in an instant, turning into a cloud of water vapor, which was blown away by the fierce wind brought up by the Sharpless Spear.

There was no trace left.

Ang –

The pointless spear was suspended in front of Yang Jian, and suddenly there was another dragon groan, and the debut brilliance bloomed on the body of the gun, and the black smoke condensed on the body of the gun seemed to come alive at this moment!

A black dragon with only half a body soars into the sky!

Although the body is only the first half, it can't weaken its power by half a point!

The teeth and claws are open, the dragon's horns are hideous, the scales contain light, and its body is irrepressible!

The black dragon roared, opened his mouth and bit the Heavenly Bead that was flying without a sharp spear in his mouth, and then directly swung out a claw to directly knock the Mixed Yuan Orb away!

Yang Jian's body stumbled and almost fell, but he immediately grabbed the spikless spear and lost a stream of Xuan Qi!

The black dragon got the help of its master, and it was even more rampant, with Yang Jian's dancing spearless, this half of the dragon's body struck towards the king demon with his teeth and claws, and the melting sword was even more knocked away by the dragon's head, and the blood lines around Yang Jian's Yuanshen small tree broke one by one.

Yang Jian's moment, it was really like the trapped tiger out of the cage, the trapped dragon out of the sea, grabbing the pointless spear and waving it forward, the black dragon opened its big mouth to swallow the king demon too.

The king demon immediately cast a spell of escape, far away, and the other three of the four saints of Kowloon Island hurriedly cast a spell to recall their respective magic weapons, fearing that they would also be swallowed by the black dragon.

"Yang Jian!"

Wang Mo looked like a mad demon, and his eyes were red and glared at Yang Jian.

I didn't even kill him!

It's just a matter of bullying the small, borrowing all the treasures of the three righteous brothers, fixing the universe and tying up their primordial spirits, but they can't kill him!

Is it that he is really old, or has this desolation changed the sky!

"Give me back my life in vain!"

Wang Mo rushed towards Yang Jian desperately, and his whole body exuded terrifying power, but these powers were a little vain, it should be some secret method that Wang Mo had cast.

The spear seemed to be too powerful, and after the black dragon flew into the air, it turned into a cloud of black light and attached itself to the spear again.

Yang Jian felt that the pointless spear seemed to be 'growing taller', but Wang Mo came quickly, and he didn't have time to feel it carefully, so he responded with a spear!

In this battle, we must fight for our lives!

The Sharpless Spear wielded the debut spear shadow, although it was not as majestic as the black dragon, but it was a few more sharp than the black dragon's dragon claws.

Wang Mo really fought for his life this time, and he approached Yang Jian desperately, even though there were more scars on his body, but he also smashed a fist and a kick on Yang Jian's body.

The dignified Luo Jinxian turned out to be such a way to fight for his life.

The pointless spear in Yang Jian's hand really made him feel like a tiger, and the strength he could exert against the enemy soared exponentially!

How many treasures are there? Just this shot, Yang Jian's heart is enough!

The more he fought, the more brave Yang Jian became, the pain in his back was unconscious, Wang Mo was desperate, he accompanied Wang Mo to go crazy, one shot for one punch!

And Wang Demon's Dzi was somewhere at this time, and Wang Mo also cast several spells to recall the Dzi, but the Dzi did not respond.

The other three treasures were taken back by the three virtuous brothers, and Wang Mo had no treasures to use at this time, so he could only use his magic spells to fight against Yang Jian's pointless spear.

It is also thanks to his profound cultivation and strong immortal body, if he is replaced by other Da Luo Jin Immortals, he will be beheaded by Yang Jian under the gun.

At this time, the king demon can still have the upper hand.

When Wang Mo was covered in blood when he was hit by a pointless spear, Yang Jian's treasure body also became pitted, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

If you can kill the king and demon today, the god pattern can be broken!

What Yang Jian had to do was to completely disrupt the battle of the gods that he knew, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to really take any initiative!

Every step of the War of the Gods is actually a link linked to another, one leading to another!

"Brother, he ......," Yang Xiaochan said in a trembling voice, "What if the other three people go up together?"

Although Chu Qian's eyes were a little worried, she still comforted Yang Xiaochan and said: "Don't worry, these are the immortals who intercept the sect, it is impossible to be so faceless and skinless, just bully the small with the big, and definitely don't dare to rush up." Otherwise, it may attract the wrath of the saint who explained the teachings. ”

Yang Xiaochan bit her lip and nodded slowly, but her heart was confused.

Ao Xinke didn't speak, staring at the place of battle without saying a word, his body seemed to have moved, but it didn't seem to have moved, but there was a faint ethereal immortal intent that people couldn't see through.

On the other side, Wang Mo's three righteous brothers also rushed to the vicinity and watched the battle between Wang Mo and Yang Jian together.

"Big brother, it's too late!"

"Big brother, I'll wait for a move! How can I urge the Yuan Shen!"

"Don't come here!" Wang Mo shouted, "Yang Jian killed my apprentice, this revenge is not shared! I am already ruined today, and I have no face to speak of, the three virtuous brothers look at it! I must take him!"

Yang Jian held the pointless gun, sneered and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, wrapped himself in Xuan Qi, and snorted: "Don't be ashamed!"

Wang Mo inhaled violently, his body was swollen, and the wounds all over his body suddenly flashed with immortal light, and those blood turned into blood arrows, shooting towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian responded satisfied, flashed left and right, and the spear stopped all these blood arrows, and then swept the sky with a single move, sending out dozens of gun shadows to shoot at Wang Mozhu......

The two of you come and go, and they fight together, and the fight is inseparable, I don't know how many days and nights it will take!

At this moment, three clear whistles came from the northwest!

In the whistling, mixed with the rolling sky, there is a kind of suppressed anger!

It was three Taoists, wearing long crowns, wearing Taoist robes, their eyes were like electricity, and they saw Yang Jian's situation in their eyes.

Wang Mo shouted: "Three virtuous brothers!"

"Big brother, don't worry, we'll stop these three for you!"

Li Xingba replied, the four saints of Kowloon Island sacrificed their treasures, and greeted the three Da Luo, who expounded the teachings, and intercepted each other a hundred miles away, and the two sides didn't say much, and immediately started a big battle!

Yang Jian forced Wang Mo back with one shot, and his figure took three steps back, shouting with joy: "But my uncle and uncle?"

I heard a vigorous shout coming from the northwest: "Senior nephew Yang Jian hold on for a while!

Yang Jian laughed three times and shouted: "Uncle Shi is not in a hurry, I will fight him with this king demon for hundreds of rounds!"

At this time, Wang Mo had actually retreated.

Although he felt that Yang Jian was seriously injured, he couldn't take Yang Jian for a while, although his three virtuous brothers could block the people who came to explain the teaching, but there must be more people from the teaching sect rushing here.

Moreover, when Yang Jian said the 'hundreds of rounds of battle', Wang Mo already felt defeated in his heart.

A junior, a junior of the three generations of the Daomen, has never listened to the teachings of the sage, but is only a junior taught by Yuding Zhenren......

He tried his best, but he was still so embarrassed.

The disadvantage of this battle is not the fault of cultivation.

Speaking of means, arguments, and realms, Wang Mo should have crushed Yang Jian, but when it really fought, Yang Jian was always able to surprise and defeat the enemy, and beat Wang Mo's pride a little bit.

Wang Mo sighed in his heart, his only bloodline was broken in Yang Jian's hands, but he couldn't avenge his son, and he ended up in such a notorious place......

Why?

Why?

The hatred in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he attacked Yang Jian frantically, completely ignoring the injuries all over his body.

This is actually Yang Jian's weakness - if he can't completely break through the opponent's immortal body, Yang Jian can't attack the enemy's Yuan Shen, which can be regarded as the shortcoming of Eight or Nine Xuangong.

Suddenly, a wisp of sound penetrated Wang Demon's ears.

There was a slight hesitation in Wang Mo's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and began to retreat while fighting, intending to lead Yang Jian to the southeast......