There is an ink word engraved on the shuttle, and Yang Jian calls it 'ink shuttle' a little cheesy, which is easy to understand and has a bit of domineering.

With this shuttle, it can indeed alleviate Yang Jian's urgent need - the speed can't catch up with Kunpeng, originally he thought that he had to hit hard with one blow and find the right time, but now, this shuttle should be much faster than Kunpeng's extreme speed, as long as he can find Kunpeng, he won't let him escape.

Soaring up to 90,000 miles, this is the legend left by the demon master in the flood wilderness, and it is also the respect for the strong.

Counting the evil obstacles created by Kunpeng, he was too unscrupulous in order to improve himself, intercepting red clouds, counting ancestral witches, slaughtering the human race, and using the hands of saints to attack and kill the Xuan Turtle and snatch the Xuan Pearl, causing endless resentment and karma in the north.

The saints all went after Kunpeng, but unfortunately Kunpeng was born with extreme speed and fled into the sea of chaos......

This blood account, which runs through the entire ancient times, is always going to be settled with Kunpeng.

Yang Jian received the legacy of the Xuan Turtle, and it was already within his duty to avenge the Xuan Turtle, and then there was a catastrophe ahead, if Kunpeng did not deal with it, it was very likely that he would be the second Qianhong.

At this point, Yang Jian and Kunpeng are already absolute opposites, but they still have a little admiration for Kunpeng's ruthlessness and decisiveness, calculation and planning.

With such thoughts in his heart, Yang Jian entered the Black Spirit Kingdom again and found Ao Xinke who was in a pile of jade plates.

"Husband, why are you back again?"

Ao Xinke was obviously a little surprised, and got up to greet her, Yang Jian casually pulled out the big cabinets and said a few words to her.

These divine weapons can be directly sent to a master with good strength, anyway, the top-level combat power of the black spirit world is the relationship between control and control, and there is no need to use rewards and rewards to buy people's hearts.

"Husband, where did you find so many treasures?"

Ao Xinke couldn't close his mouth in shock, "Even in the treasure house of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, there may not be so many spirit treasure blades!"

"A senior sent it, take it, I still have to chase Kunpeng. ”

Yang Jian smiled calmly and looked around, "Where did Xiao Lan go?"

"Husband, don't worry, I'm not so small-bellied," Ao Xinke said faintly, which made Yang Jian suddenly embarrassed.

She said: "Xiao Lan has taken people to rectify the soldiers and horses, I am the main dispatch, and she is the main march, which is determined by the two of us after discussion." ”

"Well, the two of you are discussing, but you have to put more effort into it," Yang Jian said, "Xiao Lan still owes the fire to the overall situation, and when I am not there, you must not let her act rashly." ”

Ao Xinke responded softly, hugged Yang Jian for a while, and then took the initiative to push Yang Jian away.

took out a jade talisman, handed it to Yang Jian, and said softly: "This is the information I just got, Xiao Hei sent it back, it should be four days ago, and there is her location inside." ”

"Well, I'll go over it. ”

Yang Jian took out Mosuo, deliberately showed off, and after opening it, he pulled Ao Xinke in to take a look, and Ao Xinke was also shocked.

"Which predecessor could have created such a secret treasure? If you can create more, the Chaos Sea will be fearless. ”

"I can't make it," Yang Jian sighed with a smile.

Every time a Mosuo is built, it represents the fall of a great saint of the Great Dao......

"I'll go back as soon as I go. ”

"Husband, take care of yourself, don't be strong. ”

"Hmm," Yang Jian nodded with a smile and burrowed into the Mosuo, which slowly flew out of the main hall and gradually became transparent.

Then, I heard an explosion, and a shallow crack appeared in Qiankun, and in a blink of an eye, he left the Black Spirit Country and disappeared into the sea of chaos, without a trace.

Ao Xinke pursed his lips for a while, and then chuckled softly.

When he turned around, the cyan feather coat shook slightly, and his long hair fluttered, and he had flown back to the hall to sit down, quietly reading the jade disc that he had not finished reading before.

......

Shuttling in the sea of chaos, the most feared thing is to encounter a big rift that can devour everything.

But Yang Jian drove this Mosuo and flew through the cracks, not affected by the cracks at all, which really surprised Yang Jian.

With an intention in his heart, Yang Jian set a direction for Mo Suo, and deliberately waited until he encountered the crack of the Chaos Sea again, and when he was about to reach the area where the Black Spirit Lord was located, he encountered it for the second time.

With a frightening glance, if the white horse passed through the gap, Yang Jian took advantage of the moment when the ink shuttle passed through the periphery of the big crack, and opened his heavenly eyes to look down.

Nothingness......

All he saw was nothingness.

It stands to reason that if the 'Qiankun' of the Chaos Sea is cut open, there will be a chain of disorderly Dao rules outside.

In several wars before and after, Yang Jian has seen this situation many times.

But under such a crack, what Yang Jiantian saw was only a piece of nothingness, and there was no 'existence' at all.

He vaguely felt that these chaos cracks that could appear everywhere in the Chaos Sea, that could be born, grow, and die, hidden secrets he wanted to explore.

I have to mention that Yang Jian had already begun to think about questions that he had not thought about before, such as the purpose of the strong enemy to continuously destroy the tangible realm, such as how this sea of chaos was formed.

All of these are 'big and empty' fields, but Yang Jian does have a stronger and stronger interest.

Mosuo shuttled for half a day, during which he also passed through several countries in the Chaos Sea, silently, without disturbing anyone, and gave Yang Jian a rare opportunity to get a glimpse of the various creatures in the Chaos Sea.

There is relatively little communication between the Chaos Realms, because of the barrier of the Chaos Sea, unless there is a 'feud', few Chaos Realms will take the initiative to conquer.

The endless 'resources' of the surrounding Chaos Sea were enough for them to develop.

As a result, the development of these countries is relatively different, and some countries are still primitive, with stone houses, stone platforms, caves, and forest dwellings, which should be called tribes.

Some of them should have been permanently inhabited by Honghuang monks, and they have developed similar to the great worlds in the three thousand worlds of Honghuang, and the customs and customs are quite similar.

Probably, this is also a kind of 'cultural' export of the flood famine.

Mo Suo slowed down, and Yang Jian, who had been meditating cross-legged, also stood up, looked at the huge shadow standing in the sea of chaos in the distance, put Mo Suo away, and slowly leaned over.

This place is quite far away from the Flood Wilderness, judging from the map on the Mosuo, this is already an area close to the center of the Chaos Sea - the Flood Wilderness is actually in the border location, when the Pangu God broke through from the Taisu Realm and killed all the way to the edge of the Chaos Sea, and then the Taisu Heaven and Earth collapsed.

The huge shadow in front of him was actually a continuous 'mountain', judging from the message sent back by the Black Spirit Lord, this was a strong force established by the Chaos Creatures, and there were many masters.

These mountains are not like the Black Spirit Realm, which were piled up from the chaotic sea, but they already existed, floating in the chaotic sea, and were not eroded by the chaotic aura.

What is the wreckage of a great era?

Yang Jian didn't know, because the Black Spirit Lord didn't say it, and the Black Spirit Lord said that Kunpeng's breath disappeared here, and it was probably hiding in this magnificent mountain.

The closer he got, the more Yang Jian could feel the enormity of these mountains, and from a distance, he could feel that there were countless living beings 'sojourning' on these more than 100 giant peaks, and that the power of living beings even stretched out the Chaos Sea.

Great arrays linger everywhere, but these large arrays are not coordinated with each other, and they seem to belong to various forces.

Yang Jian stopped in front of the outermost mountain, hid his figure, closed his eyes and swept over with his divine sense.

If these peaks were to be swept away, the area of each peak would be comparable to that of the Black Spirit Realm, and in this way, the chaotic creatures here should be dozens of times larger than the Black Spirit Realm.

With such a huge number of living beings, it is unimaginable how many masters are hidden.

Kong Xuan didn't know where he went, he should have returned to the flood wilderness, otherwise if he brought her over, Yang Jian would also be able to let go of his hands and feet after getting rid of Kunpeng, and subdue all the intricate forces here.

Huh? No......

Yang Jian suddenly woke up.

He has now passed the Guihong Realm, and the Yuan Shen and the physical body are indistinguishable from each other, and with his cultivation at this time, it should be no problem to control the Chaos Spirit Clan's spirit core in the quasi-holy realm.

Find Xiao Hei first, and then find an opportunity to verify them one by one.

Leaning forward, Yang Jian flew out of the Xuan Qi and turned into a low, middle-aged man, wearing a cloak and a scarf, with a dusty face, carrying a string of spirit stones of low value, and falling towards the foot of the mountain where the occasional figure was exhausted.

The Black Spirit Lord should leave some markers in the city, Yang Jian expected that it would not be too troublesome to find her.

But how to find Kunpeng?

Even, Kunpeng may have only stayed here for a short time, so he has already left?

Thinking of this, after Yang Jian mixed into the first mountain, he made a token for a hundred mountains in accordance with the rules of this place, and slowly spread his senses, and walked around the mountains, searching for Xiao Hei's traces.

Soon, Yang Jian caught a hint of familiar and unfamiliar aura, and saw the figure meditating in a place similar to a restaurant.

Xiao Hei also changed her outfit, she turned into a middle-aged sword fairy, carrying three fairy swords of different lengths, with half armor, and a wisp of goatee, which had an indescribable funny charm.

Yang Jian quietly arrived at this realm, handed over some elixir, and casually found a private room to sit down.

Will you admit mistakes?

Yang Jian thought about it, then took the initiative to spread his voice and said: "I am a wandering red dust guest, and there is no one in the song when I am drunk. ”

The middle-aged sword immortal who was meditating opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he scolded in a low voice: "Bullshit." ”

Sure enough, it was.

"It's me," Yang Jian said in his original voice, "Is there a clue?"

The sword immortal's divine sense swept over, and soon found Yang Jian not far away, and sent his voice back, "I already know where he is hiding, but I'm afraid of startling the snake." Moreover, the old treacherous and cunning man of the demon master must have many subordinates here to support him, so he chose to hide here. ”

"It's okay, just find him. ”

"If he escapes again, it will be difficult to find him!"

Yang Jian thought about it, and was about to say that he could catch up with Kunpeng now, when his heart suddenly moved.

There is something going on in the wilderness.

"Don't startle the snake first, if you decide to do it, call me, if there is something in the wilderness, I will withdraw my mind first. ”

"Okay," the Black Spirit Lord didn't say much, and happily agreed, obviously knowing that Yang Jian was all about it.

What can the flood do?

Could it be Lao Jun......

Yang Jian suddenly didn't dare to delay more, raised his hand to arrange a spirit gathering formation, turned the sign outside the private room into dark red, and realized that he didn't want anyone to come over to disturb him, so he returned to the formation to meditate and practice decently.

This is the case everywhere in this restaurant.