This is the Black Spirit Lord?

Naturally not, this should be an impostor, and judging from this person's various performances, he is still an impostor who does not dare to be exposed in front of many of the Black Spirit Lord's subordinates.

The tip of the spear was slightly slashed, and the black yarn wrapped around this person's body was directly cut off by the tip of the spear.

What does it mean to lift weights lightly? In this way, the ability to only destroy people's clothes and expose their beautiful bodies is to lift weights as lightly.

When he saw the two indescribable water balls popping out of this person's chest, Yang Jian was slightly stunned, but his face remained unchanged and his breath was calm.

It's not like I haven't seen it.

This person is a woman, she didn't dodge or hide at this time, and she showed a shy face to Yang Jian, as if she wanted to take the opportunity to seduce.

Yang Jian calmly punched out a few mystical qi and directly sealed this person as a cultivator, although she didn't know what treasures she had on her body that covered her aura, but Yang Jian's mystical qi entered her body, and she immediately sensed her exact cultivation.

Da Luo Jinxian, not up or down.

Then, he invited Ao Xinke out again, and this fake black spirit lord instantly covered the vital point, curled up in a ball, and kept trembling there.

Her appearance is not outstanding, it is not ugly, it can only be regarded as a mediocre posture, and she is clearly a desolate human race, but for some reason she will pretend to be a black spirit lord in the black spirit world.

"What is your relationship with the Black Spirit Lord?"

The woman trembled, "He, he's my father......"

"Father?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and asked something that caught Ao Xinke a little off guard, "Personal?"

The woman shook her head suddenly, and hurriedly said: "I was kidnapped by him, originally I served left and right, and promoted my cultivation, and then he established the Black Spirit Realm and asked me to take care of it here, and he would come over occasionally...... Don't kill me, I haven't done anything bad, I'm good to these Chaos Spirits, I ......"

Shrinking her head, the woman's eyes were red, and she sat there in a daze.

This person looked harmless, but Yang Jian did not take it lightly.

Ao Xinke asked, "Why is the Black Spirit Lord not in the Black Spirit Realm?"

"He's been busy with some big things," the woman sighed lightly, curled up there, her face full of grievances, "Father is still the national teacher of Wang Zhenguo, except for every attack on Xuandu City, my father will come over in advance to prepare, rarely come to my side." ”

Yang Jian nodded: "What do you mean, most of the time, you are the Black Spirit Lord?"

"Almost...... But I just helped my father take care of it. ”

Yang Jian couldn't help muttering in his heart, this guy's words could actually be explained to some extent.

Ao Xinke on the side said to Yang Jian: "Husband, there is fraud. ”

"How?"

"I have searched a lot of information in the Black Spirit Realm before, and two of the Black Spirit Lord's cronies have been bought by me, and they say that the Black Spirit Lord is tyrannical by nature, and if his subordinates disobey him, they will die, and it has always been like this. ”

Yang Jian's brows furrowed a little deeper, and there was a compelling light in his eyes, and the frightened woman kept trembling slightly.

A shot was handed forward, directly penetrating the woman's shoulder, the woman suddenly raised her head and glared at Yang Jian, but then the pair of cruel eyes turned into pitiful, and she shouted with a pale face: "Spare my life!"

Yang Jian raised his hand and shot her in the left ear, directly knocking her unconscious.

Then, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke glanced at each other, Ao Xinke arranged a trap array under this person, and Yang Jian used Xuangang to penetrate the joints around her body.

"Husband, why don't you explore her spiritual platform?"

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "If the Black Spirit Lord is really hiding on her, it must be hidden in the spirit platform, and it is too dangerous to investigate rashly. ”

Ao Xinke thought for a while, "What does the husband mean, is this person two primordial gods?"

"Yes, you take a closer look at her immortal body," Yang Jian pointed to her shoulder socket, which had been pierced by the spear before, but the wound had also healed at this time, "Can Da Luo Jinxian have such a strong recovery ability?"

"It's unbelievable......"

Yang Jian said: "It's just a little speculation on my part, you go in and wait, I'll try to kill her directly." ”

Ao Xinke entered the Xuan Turtle Belt as he said, and Yang Jian took a breath and walked forward slowly with a spear.

There was a real killing intent in his heart, because Yang Jian had made up his mind to kill this person no matter what.

The woman who should have been unconscious suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were miserable, and puffs of miserable black smoke gushed out around her body, and Yang Jian's Xuangang that penetrated her whole body flashed brightly, nailing her to the ground.

"Yang Jian, you dare!"

The terrible voice was like a demon.

Yang Jian sneered: "You are indeed the Black Spirit Lord. ”

"If it weren't for my magic skills, how could you take advantage of my danger!" The Black Spirit Lord scolded in a low voice, Yang Jian had already stopped in front of her, the spear in his hand was raised, and it fell suddenly!

In just a moment, strange tattoos crawled out of the woman's face, black blood gushed out of her eyes, and black smoke directly enveloped her body.

Ping!

This is the sound of Xuangang being broken!

Yang Jian smashed into the black qi with a single shot, but only grazed this person's calf, the figure of the black spirit lord fell sharply, and the trapped array arranged by Ao Xinke was destroyed by the black qi almost in an instant.

The woman retorted, "Damn it!"

"Can you really escape?" Yang Jian burst out at great speed, and his figure flashed in front of the black qi marching, and the shadow of a gun shot out of the sky!

At this time, the black spirit lord gave people the feeling that he was forcibly urging some kind of secret method and couldn't last too long.

It is also true that this person is constantly running, and Yang Jian's gun shadow penetrates his body, and he also endures his injuries and turns again.

But even if she was not necessarily Yang Jian's opponent at this time in her heyday, let alone in such a situation? Although Yang Jian was a little embarrassed, he still had to accept this head.

Escaping one by one, Yang Jian walked leisurely and with ease, the black spirit lord was embarrassed, and his breath was rapidly weakening.

Several dodges were stopped by Yang Jian, and when the momentum of the Black Spirit Lord fell to the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm again, Yang Jian had no interest in continuing to intercept, and was about to use all his strength to kill this person.

"Yang Jian!"

She shouted violently, with a kind of helplessness, a kind of powerless anger, "Why do you want to kill me!"

Why?

Yang Jian couldn't help but pause, looking at the figure in front of him that appeared again from the black air.

She didn't have a wisp, only a little piece of cloth condensed by black qi to protect her chest and lower abdomen, her face was full of anger, and her body was surrounded by healing wounds.

"Why did you kill me!"

Yang Jian said: "You once wanted to kill me, why can't I kill you?" Is it too cheeky for Your Excellency to ask in such a hoarse voice?"

"This is all forced by your Daomen! It's all forced by your Daomen!" The Black Spirit Lord scolded, the tattoos on his face like vines were fading, "Why do you Daomen occupy Xuandu City! Why do you occupy the Tomb of the Saint!"

Yang Jian didn't speak, just stared coldly, and the spear tightened.

"Daomen is a group of hypocrites! If it weren't for the sanctification of Sanqing, you would have been killed by thousands of Taoist friends a long time ago!"

Yang Jian's face was grim, and he took a breath lightly to suppress his anger.

"You're a Flood Monk?"

"Hmph!" the Black Spirit Lord sneered, "Nonsense. ”

"Unless my senior elders come today, you should not be lucky," Yang Jian's eyes did not hide his killing intent at all, and he took half a step forward, and he was about to rush forward.

The black spirit lord's body trembled like chaff, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, with tears in his eyes: "Don't kill me, I can't die yet, please don't kill me!"

This...... What the heck?

A black gas gushed out from behind the Black Spirit Lord, and the black gas connected to her back, and another black shadow condensed beside her.

The shadow cried out, "Stand up! Die and die!

"We can't die, we can't die, the revenge of the master has not been avenged, if we die like this, what is the suffering of countless years!"

The black shadow suddenly lost his words and stopped quietly.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched.

Quiet, fine scene?

The woman kept bowing to Yang Jian with a crying voice, and begged bitterly: "Don't kill me, except in Xuandu City, I have never made a move against your Daomen, I just want to take revenge, I just want to take revenge......

Yang Jian stood there with a gloomy face, reminding himself not to be soft-hearted, after all, this is a strong enemy at this time.

You should take advantage of his illness to kill him.

"Husband, it's better to ask her who the enemy is. ”

Yang Jian said: "No need, it has nothing to do with you and me. ”

With that, Yang Jian jumped up violently, but just as his body was about to rush forward, he was stopped by a wisp of sound.

"Don't kill, she's still useful. ”

Master Uncle?

Yang Jian turned his head to look at a place in the chaotic sea, where the white light flickered slightly, and Master Xuandu came with a slight smile on his lips.

I heard Xuandu smile bitterly: "You can't eat a furnace of Nine Turns Pill? Why did your skills grow so quickly, I just slept for a while, and you forced the dignified Black Spirit Lord to such a point." ”

"Three or four hundred years have passed. ”

"Three-four...... Okay," Xuan Du had already come close as he spoke, standing beside Yang Jian, looking at the Black Spirit Lord and the black shadow beside her, "It's also a poor person." ”

Yang Jian said, "If you don't kill her, how can you control the Black Spirit Realm?" She is a Flood Desolate Monk and has no spirit core. ”

Ao Xinke flew out of the Xuan Turtle Belt, bowed to Xuan Du, and then stood beside Yang Jian, and said: "She attacked and killed her husband in the past, and it is not unreasonable for her husband to kill her today." ”

"Having said that, this is also a rare master," Xuan Du put his hands behind his back and sighed softly, "And she has good potential, she still has a chance to improve, just a little training." Why don't you take her as a subordinate, and the black spirit realm will be under your control?"

Yang Jian sneered, "Accept her as a subordinate? ”

"You can take a wisp of her natal soul," Xuan Du waved his hand, "Don't worry about this, it is very simple to control the Flood Cultivator, it is much simpler than controlling the Chaos Creatures." ”

Yang Jian silently moved away from Xuandu, and Master Xuandu rolled his eyes, "I haven't done anything like this that hurts my conscience, I just know these ancient methods." Now that the catastrophe is ahead, it is a strength to be able to collect more thugs, and we must start from the overall situation. ”

After talking for a while, Xuandu was slightly relieved when he saw that Yang Jian had lost his killing intent.

"If you want to kill her, your master and I have a chance, but I just pity her background. Go and ask her who her enemy is. ”

Yang Jian shook his head: "I'm not interested." ”

Xuandu smiled incomprehensibly, "You must be interested...... Xiao Hei, answer yourself, who is your enemy, and why do you have to enter Xuandu City?"

"Demon, Teacher, Kun, Peng!"

The woman was only clenching her fists, her nails were embedded in the flesh, and drops of black blood seeped down, "He brought people to wash my tribe with blood, killed my parents, and pumped their souls to refine the Demon Emperor Soldiers! I will crush his bones and scatter ashes! Eat his flesh and blood!"

Xuan Du whispered beside Yang Jian: "This is the princess of a large tribe of the ancient human race, when the demon clan slaughtered the human race, she was protected by several Da Luo Jin Immortals into the Sea of Chaos and escaped, and she was tortured to have today's strength." It's a pity to kill it, let alone your own clan. ”

Yang Jian nodded slowly, and finally put away the spear.

"That's right," Xuandu patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, "Wait, I'll convince her to serve you!"

"Let's kill it!" Yang Jian held the spear again, Xuandu laughed, and flew towards the Black Spirit Lord. 2k reading web