Digging a pit under the city wall of Xuandu City, Yang Jian buried these whole pieces of immortal bodies in it, which can be regarded as leaving some face for these quasi-saint masters at the end.

Six spirit cores shining with various colors of spiritual light were in his hands, and Yang Jian could feel the abundant and abnormal spiritual power in these spirit cores, but he did not make full use of the means of these spirit cores at this time, so he could only put them away temporarily.

Compared with the spirit cores left by Chaos Beasts of the same strength, the spirit cores left by these Chaos creatures with close to humanoid Dao bodies are more pure, and the spiritual power contained in them is not mottled, and it seems to be easier to use.

Are there any Chaos Spirits who practice by devouring these spirit cores?

Yang Jian couldn't help but remember that when he saw Kunpeng booby trapping the quasi-saint, it seemed that he was also taking the path of devouring others and strengthening his own body.

The spirit core left by the powerhouse of such a chaotic creature should be of great use.

Divide the family background of these seven quasi-saints into categories, and place them in the same way as the Taoist treasures given by the sage Lao Tzu for later use.

Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh at the 'wealth' of the Flood Wilderness Overhaul, but the accumulation of that Flood Wilderness Quasi-Saint was several times richer than the other six Quasi-Saint Realm Chaos Beings.

"The cultivation of this Chaos Sea is really hard. ”

Shaking his head and sighing with emotion, Yang Jian glanced at the several great formations of creation that were slowly disappearing, and flew into Xuandu City.

The spirit clan outside has retreated, and the outermost formation has slowly closed, and it is time to go to the saint's tomb to find the whereabouts of the remaining twelve Dinghai Divine Beads.

But Yang Jian entered Xuandu City, but he didn't see the figure of the master, he didn't shout, but found a place to practice for a while, and waited for Xuandu to take the initiative to find it.

Although the Xuandu Archmage is often a little unreliable, this matter should not be forgotten, after all, they have a gambling contract.

If he collected all the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Beads, Yang Jian would have to defend the city for the Xuandu Archmage for 10,000 years, and he would also use this time in Xuandu City to unify enough Chaos Spirit Clans to create a barrier for the flood famine.

If the remaining twelve Dinghai Divine Beads cannot be found, the covenant to defend the city will be invalidated, and Yang Jian will also need to go to the Chaos Sea to conquer the Chaos Spirit Clan.

Defending the city is a gentleman's covenant, and subduing the spirit clan is the order of the saint, and the latter should not make mistakes.

"Dinghai Shenzhu ......"

Yang Jian looked at himself inwardly, and the Xuanzhu in his body was shining one by one, and twenty-four of them were embedded in the Dinghai Divine Bead, forming a large array of incomplete.

Such a large array was born from the formation of the Great Array Covering the Sea, even if it was incomplete, it could forcibly urge out an extremely powerful force.

Although this power can hurt the enemy, it can also hurt itself, and it is a killer weapon that Yang Jian can't use until the last desperate moment.

If the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Beads are complete, with the Great Array of Covering the Sea, the thirty-six Xuan Beads in Yang Jian's body will be wrapped in power, and their power will definitely far exceed Yang Jian's expectations.

This is a set of sage magic weapons in the Taisu era, which has been passed down to this day and carries endless legends......

How much benefit can Yang Jian get from this?

He didn't know either, but it would definitely not be lower than the increase he had obtained from the Xuan Turtle Relic......

"My husband is in an unstable mood, but he's going to hunt for the orb?"

Ao Xinke's gentle voice sounded in his ears, Yang Jian came back to his senses, opened his eyes, and took her out of the turtle belt.

Xuandu still did not appear.

"The army outside has retreated, and it's time to find out the whereabouts of the treasure bead," Yang Jian looked at Ao Xinke, "Later, you will wait for me here, I have the master to take care of me, and there will be no mistakes." ”

Although Ao Xinke was unwilling, he had to bow his head lightly and give Yang Jian all kinds of instructions.

None of them knew what the saint's tomb was like, but at least there was Archmage Xuandu by his side to take care of it, so naturally they didn't have to worry too much.

Naturally, the sun, moon and stars cannot be seen in Xuandu City, but when it comes to the cultivation of Yang Jian and Ao Xinke, it is clear that the time has changed.

After another three or five days, Yang Jian still didn't see Master Xuandu appear, feeling that he was ready, and the state of Xuandu had reached its peak, so he couldn't continue to do this and wait.

"When can I go treasure hunting?"

"Are you ready......?"

Xuandu yawned and floated from afar, and complained in his mouth, "I also said that I will leave you some time and have a good time with your wife, after all, I don't know if you can come back after you go." ”

Ao Xinke couldn't help but be a little worried, and grabbed Yang Jian's arm worriedly.

Yang Jian patted the back of her hand, "It's okay, Uncle Shi always likes to joke." ”

"I'm not kidding you, it's really not a good place to go," Xuandu pouted and muttered in a low voice, "The guy who went in some time ago is still gone." ”

Yang Jianzheng stabilized Ao Xinke with a voice, and didn't care about Xuandu's muttering.

Even if Ao Xinke was reluctant in every way, he could only watch Yang Jian and the Xuandu Grand Master fly towards the broken walls in the deepest part of Xuandu City.

She can only practice here and wait for Yang Jian's return, although she has the cultivation of the quasi-holy realm, but according to what Xuandu said before, she enters the saint's tomb and has less than one chance of returning safely.

Yang Jian has eight or nine Xuangong protective bodies, as long as he doesn't find death and go into danger, eighty percent of them can't be hung up.

The two of them flew unfast, and Xuan Du deliberately said a few more words to Yang Jian.

"The saint's tomb is actually just a name we give at will, it is actually a small world, where some saints from the Taisu era were buried, but it is said that there are saints before Taisu who are also buried here......"

"That's it," Yang Jian nodded, "I've been thinking about something these days. ”

"What?"

"The saint claims to be immortal and immortal, why does there exist a saint's tomb?"

"How did Qianhong die?" Xuan Du asked rhetorically, and said with a smile, "The immortality of the saint is due to its strength above the Dao Rules, and all the means within the Dao Rules cannot kill them." But above the Tao, there is also the Tao, between order and disorder, between existence and nothingness, there is a way to destroy the saints. ”

Yang Jian listened with a stunned face, and carefully remembered Xuandu's words in his heart.

Above the Rules......

"Once inside, don't feel weird about the weird situation, and don't say yes if someone calls your name. ”

Xuandu's tone is a little ethereal, which is somewhat terrifying.

Listen to him whisper: "It is said that there are living dead people in it, and there are also immortal remnant souls of saints. ”

"Especially your Xuan Body, the realm is not yet perfect, and most of the saints buried in it are Yuan Shendao saints, maybe they have some ability to give up. ”

"Remember, when they call you, don't say yes. ”

After Xuandu Shen finished speaking mysteriously, Yang Jian's cold hairs stood up, rare in his life, and he felt a heart in his throat.

"Uncle Shi, how should I go to find the orb?"

"This is your own chance," Xuandu smiled mysteriously, his figure slowly stopped, and the two of them had already reached the dilapidated temple.

Xuandu pointed ahead and said, "But you lack guts?"

"There is no shortage of nature. ”

Yang Jian held his head high, grabbed out the three-pointed two-edged gun and was about to move forward, but Xuan Du directly grabbed his collar and dragged him back.

"What are you doing with a gun?"

Yang Jian wondered: "Naturally, beware of the danger. ”

Xuandu scolded: "If you go in so viciously, those remnant souls who came to worship you may attack you! ”

Yang Jian asked, "Then the orb I want to find is occupied by the geist?"

"That's a different story, of course. ”

Nodding, Yang Jian put away the spear, took off Ao Xuehan, and changed into a black robe.

Xuandu nudged him, "Let's go in." ”

Yang Jian took two steps forward, and the Qiankun in front of him suddenly twisted, and he fell in one step, as if he had stepped through endless years and arrived at the other side of the monk.

Under your feet, the grass is green.

Yang Jian turned his head to take a look, but he could only see a semi-transparent wall with distorted light and shadow, and Xuan Du was standing outside the wall with his hands behind his back, cheering him on with his eyes.

Well!?

"Won't the master come in?"

Xuandu smiled and said, "Naturally, I need to wait for you here, lest you find your way and get lost in it." Besides, did I say I wanted to go in with you? I just said that I would guide you to find the orb and bring you here. ”

Yang Jian's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt that he had been cheated by Xuandu again......

Turning his head to look at the beautiful, twisted, and unpredictable world around him, he sighed in his heart and continued to take the third step.

The beautiful scenery around him was gone, and a slowly rotating vortex appeared in front of Yang Jian, and there were several broken Dao in the vortex, like a few chains, showing teeth and claws.

It seems to be a few charming and stunning women, hooking up with monks into the vortex to comprehend the avenue left by the saint.

"Yang Jian~"

Suddenly there was a shout in my ears!

Yang Jian was startled, but the next moment, he heard Xuandu's heartless laughter, and he immediately rolled his eyes angrily.

"Go quickly, don't easily comprehend the rules of the saints!"

Yang Jian simply walked to the side, taking seven or eight steps in a row, Xuandu's voice became farther and farther away, and he soon became inaudible.

With a swaying god, Yang Jian stood on the edge of a hillside, and below was the endless scorched earth, and among the scorched earth lay a few remnants of soldiers exuding a powerful Dao rhyme.

If you don't look for yourself, don't be delusional and greedy.

Yang Jian reminded himself a few words in his heart, turned his head to argue in a direction, and continued to move forward cautiously.

It seems to be a place where one small world after another overlaps, full of saints and saints, saints are majestic; if it weren't for the great battle between Yang Jian and Qianhong, it would take a lot of effort to fight against these coercion here.

Except for the rules of the saints, all other paths were squeezed to the point that they could not be found.

But Yang Jian's cultivation is himself, and the Tao is formed in the Xuan Body, which is unique and has infinite potential, and these influences can be ignored.

Where are the remaining twelve orbs?

The twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads in Yang Jian's body did not fluctuate at all, and the Xuan Body did not remind him at all......

That's right, if it was so easy to find, the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Beads would have been collected by the uncle of Tongtian Master a long time ago.

Let's find it slowly, anyway, there is nothing to do, and he can also use the majesty of the saint here to sharpen himself.

......

Meishan is indeed fine, but other boundaries are not necessarily the same.

In the ancient pilgrimage road, a magic treasure building ship dozens of zhang long slowly moved forward, and hundreds of monks in battle armor were clustered in front and back, left and right, and there was a bit of rampant meaning.

On top of the ship was a flag with the word 'Heaven' embroidered on the front of the flag, and to this day, most of the monks in the Three Thousand Worlds know the origin of this flag.

Chaotian Pavilion.

In the flower hall of the ship on this floor, there was a singing and dancing banquet, and more than a dozen deacons in charge of Chaotian Pavilion sat behind two rows of low tables, pushing cups and changing lamps, drinking and having fun.

Among this group of people, there is a handsome boy who is quite eye-catching, one is that he is too handsome, and the other is his Heavenly Immortal cultivation who is incompatible with the lowest Luo Jin Immortal here.

However, he was still sitting on the left side of the main seat, and the masked woman on the main seat was quite polite to this pretty man.