The Grand Master of Xuandu came suddenly, and he walked in a chic manner, took a wisp of the Yuan Soul of the Black Spirit Lord, injected it into the jade plate with a special prohibition, and floated away after handing it over to Yang Jian.

This jade card is an object that can instantly take the life of the Black Spirit Lord, even if the Black Spirit Lord does his best to prevent it, if Yang Jian crushes this jade card, she will be directly hit hard.

The soul - the core soul of the original god is the fate of the monk.

Xuandu appeared this time, simply to protect the life of the Black Spirit Lord.

According to Xuandu's thoughts, Yang Jian can be on an equal footing with the Black Spirit Lord, not to mention that he will have thousands of years of cultivation, and he didn't expect Yang Jian to have such an improvement after obtaining the Dinghai Divine Pearl.

In fact, Yang Jian just coincidentally, this black spirit master made a mistake in his cultivation, and he made himself half-dead but still forced himself to stand out in the rain spirit realm, which attracted Yang Jian's temptation and murder.

Knowing that she was from the ancient human race, Yang Jian also had a little more respect, and after Xuandu left, he took the initiative to move forward.

As soon as he took a step, the black spirit lord subconsciously took half a step back, and both the woman and the black shadow looked at Yang Jian vigilantly.

Yang Jian picked up the jade card and swung it up, and then put it away.

The black spirit lord laughed self-deprecatingly, and the black shadow gradually returned to its original body, and the whole person sat there with blank eyes.

Ao Xinke carried a piece of clothing forward and placed it in front of her.

Yang Jian said: "Master Uncle should have told you, I am unifying the Four Spirit Realm, and the Black Spirit Realm will be taken care of by you, and we will not go back to ask." ”

The Black Spirit Lord slowly raised his head and glared at Yang Jian: "The Black Spirit Realm gives it to you, let me enter Xuandu City." ”

"Then we have to wait until your injuries are healed," Yang Jian shook his head, "You insist on entering Xuandu City, but there are treasures in Xuandu City that can help you take revenge?"

The Black Spirit Lord was silent, she knelt there, put on her clothes hastily, and the whole person was not angry at all.

I heard her say: "It is rumored that there is a saint in Xuandu City, which can achieve the rank of a saint in the Great Dao." ”

"Just a rumor?" Yang Jian couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Isn't it enough?" The Black Spirit Lord looked up at Yang Jian, gritted his teeth, and hid the tears in his eyes, "I have cultivated this magic skill, and I know that I have long lost the opportunity to become holy, if I can't become holy, I won't be able to kill Kunpeng, this rumor is my lifeline! If it weren't for this rumor, I would have been lost in the magic skill!"

Yang Jian sighed lightly: "Okay, Master Fang Cai also has an explanation, you can take care of your injuries." Later, Xinke went to secretly take over the Black Spirit Realm. ”

"I'm going to Xuandu City now!"

The Black Spirit Lord's breathing was a little short, and he looked at Yang Jian with burning eyes, "Let me in! Even if I can't find a chance, let me in!"

Yang Jian and Ao Xinke glanced at each other, the two discussed a few words, Ao Xinke also said that he could now concentrate on taking down the Rain Spirit Realm, and Yang Jian nodded lightly.

Mo said that the Black Spirit Lord was seriously injured and was subject to him at this time, even if the Black Spirit Lord was in his heyday, Yang Jian was not afraid that she would make trouble in Xuandu City.

After all, there were four other puppets there that were completely incapable of measuring their strength.

"Come with me. ”

Yang Jian said a word to the Black Spirit Lord, and then walked towards the Fog Spirit Realm with Ao Xinke.

After flying for a while, Yang Jian saw that the Black Spirit Lord was in some trouble flying away at this time, so he stopped his body, sent some healing pills with Xuan Qi, and wrapped her with Xuan Qi, and flew away with her.

Yang Jian really hadn't thought about this scene before.

Even before, in the plan to subdue the Four Spirit Realms, Yang Jian had considered that even if he subdued the Black Spirit Lord, a master like this would definitely not bow his head to himself.

But he didn't expect that the Black Spirit Lord's obsession with revenge was too strong, so that she didn't care about anything else.

The dignity of a master and the self-esteem of a strong man are ridiculous child's play in front of her.

Perhaps, Yang Jian, a cultivator who has gone all the way to today, it is indeed difficult to understand how much she has paid to have today's strength.

Sending Ao Xinke back to the Mist Spirit Realm, Yang Jian told her a few words to be careful in everything, and then took the Black Spirit Lord to Xuandu City.

There was some trouble when entering the city, after all, it was only the Xuandu Archmage who verbally agreed, and the Black Spirit Lord was not able to pass through the big array.

Fortunately, there was a turtle with her, and Yang Jian put her in it and mixed it in like this.

Yang Jian first went to the ninth city wall where the four puppets had been staying all year round, and explained to the puppet fourteen about the Black Spirit Lord.

"You don't need to ask us about these things," puppet fourteen's lark-like voice carried a slight smile, "you Daomen decide for yourself." ”

"Thank you," Yang Jian arched his hand and released the Black Spirit Lord.

Puppet Fourteen leaned forward with his hands behind his back, and the Puppet Fourteen wrapped in strips of cloth was similar to the Black Spirit Lord's previous outfit.

The Black Spirit Lord subconsciously wanted to escape, but fortunately, he was caught by Yang Jian in time with Xuan Qi.

"Take a look, this is the Xuandu City that you have always had to come into," Yang Jian said indifferently.

"How could it be ......?"

There was a slow unwillingness, and even a little desperation in the words of the Black Spirit Lord.

She sat on her knees on the tower, her body trembling slightly.

With her vision, she could naturally see the defeat of Xuandu City, and she could see that there were no treasures at all here, let alone the opportunity to become holy.

On the side, Yang Jian waited for her to kneel for a long time, almost desperate, and finally said something.

"There are actually some saint inheritances, come with me, I'll take you to the saint's tomb to see if you can find some opportunities. ”

Yang Jian said this, and the Black Spirit Lord was stunned for a moment, and then glared at Yang Jian, in addition to annoyance, there was also a little hope and relief in his eyes.

This...... A certain true gentleman who began to learn from the master uncle......

Most of the Xuandu City was built in the Taisu era, with the same root as the four puppets, and it was also a battlefield for the Taisu strong and strong enemies, but the final result was that the Xuandu City was completely destroyed, and the saint's tomb was safe and sound.

When he arrived at the broken wall at the entrance of the saint's tomb, Yang Jian looked at the Black Spirit Lord and instructed: "If you want to stay alive to take revenge, listen to me in everything after you enter, don't walk around or touch it." ”

"Hmph," the Black Spirit Lord pursed his lips disapprenously, "My heart will never be worse than yours." ”

"Okay," Yang Jian sighed faintly, dragged her with his Xuan Qi, and stepped into the tomb of the saint.

When the sea of hearts appeared, the black spirit lord trembled slightly, and shock and surprise crossed his eyes.

"Holy Rules!"

"It's mostly a trap here, go inside. ”

Yang Jian continued to walk forward and took her all the way over.

The Black Spirit Lord was in high spirits at the moment, greedily experiencing the laws of saints, but his injuries were a little more serious, but he was still trying to attract the saints into his body.

Yang Jian didn't say much, just kept moving forward.

A few snowflakes suddenly blew in front of him, but it was the snow saint remnant spirit who took the initiative to step out of the heart realm and block Yang Jian's inevitable path.

"Where's your master?"

"I've seen Senior Xue," Yang Jian made a gesture, and the Black Spirit Lord was stunned.

Without waiting for Yang Jian to say anything, the Black Spirit Lord suddenly knelt in the air, kowtowed to the Snow Saint Remnant Spirit one after another, and repeated with a crying voice in his mouth: "Please also ask my seniors to pass on my mantle!

The Snow Saint Remnant only frowned slightly, naturally it would not be so easily moved.

The Snow Saint remnant tilted his head to look at Yang Jian, Yang Jian smiled bitterly, and just said: "This is also a poor person who keeps practicing for revenge, I need her to help me in the future, and I got the permission of my master to take her here to find some opportunities." ”

"Revenge? This obsession with monasticism is a bit ridiculous. ”

The Snow Saint Remnant Spirit raised his hand and looked at the Black Spirit Lord a little farther away, and then shook his head slightly: "The qualifications are average, the understanding is insufficient, and the path taken is the evil path of scattering and seeking demons, and you will not inherit my mantle." ”

"Demons?"

Well, this is actually a very general statement, under the guise of not going to the rules of the Tao and becoming oneself, in fact, the practice is still following the guidance of the rules. ”

The Snow Saint remnant shook his head slightly, and his figure turned into snow particles fluttering in the wind, slowly dissipating.

"But there are also those who have cultivated this way and become holy, so go and look for it. ”

"Thank you for your advice. ”

Yang Jian thanked him, and the Heart Sea Realm returned to its original appearance again, and there were changing fantasies everywhere.

The Black Spirit Lord knelt there in a daze, and Yang Jian was not in a hurry, waiting for her for half an hour before she stood up.

"There's a chance for me in there?"

"There should be, but it's also quite dangerous inside, you have to regain your strength before I let you find it. ”

The Black Spirit Lord nodded calmly, as if he was in no hurry when he arrived here.

Yang Jian took her to continue walking, and when he passed by the Heart Sea Boundary Monument, he also specially instructed: "There is a lonely soul living here, this is the enemy of all living beings, don't be bewitched by him and be his feed." ”

"It should be my share in seducing others. ”

Shaking her head and saying nothing, Yang Jian continued to walk forward with her, the familiar door opened, and the glazed treasure lord was still waiting inside the door.

took her into the glazed tomb, and Yang Jian said to the old man in the glazed pillar, "I'm tired of my predecessors again." ”

"It's okay, it's okay," the Glazed Treasure Lord smiled and waved his hand, looked at the Black Spirit Lord, looked at Yang Jian, and said with a smile: "I don't see that you have a lot of leisure, even if you cultivate to enter the realm quickly, you can't be complacent." ”

"Senior, this ...... Well, it's a thug who picked it up. ”

"I've seen my predecessors," the black spirit lord knelt down decisively again, prostrate on the ground, "and ask my seniors to pass on my mantle." ”

The glazed treasure lord sighed, thinking that Yang Jian had brought back a flesh body cultivator, and a breath overflowed the glazed orb, enveloping the black spirit lord.

Yang Jian didn't care much about it, and released the little guy in the turtle belt, and the little bird, which was already a little like a young eagle, kept spreading its wings excitedly.

"Your Excellency is not suitable for me," Liuli Baozhu shook his head with some regret, "Your magic skills have gone a little wrong, it is better to abolish your magic skills and rebuild for a lifetime." ”

The Black Spirit Lord flatly refused: "I can't destroy myself!"

"Senior, can there be a remnant spirit of a saint cultivating demons in the saint's tomb here?"

"Yes, yes, but most of the cultivators of this Dao are a little weird," the glazed treasure lord winked at Yang Jian, and Yang Jian suddenly understood something.

The one who can pass on the inheritance of the Black Spirit Lord must be the remnant spirit of the saint who has been sacked by Xuandu and the Lord of the Glass Treasure.

"You heal your wounds first," Yang Jian thought for a while, and with a lot of pain, he touched a pot of pills in the deepest part of the Xuan Turtle Belt and poured out a nine-turn golden pill, pinching it and walking in front of the Black Spirit Lord.

Yang Jian looked at this ancient princess with a flat face but a rather firm gaze, and said in a low voice: "I hope you will be able to fight Kunpeng in the future." ”

"Nine Turns Golden Pill?" The Black Spirit Lord suddenly changed his complexion, and looked at Yang Jian in disbelief, "Give it to me?"

Although Yang Jian's expression was calm, the corners of his mouth were still twitching.

The master ancestor gave a little ah, there will be a big battle in the future, and it is really distressing to waste one......

However, considering the strength of the Black Spirit Lord, he is really the backbone of the siege of the demon master Kunpeng in the future, and in order to buy people's hearts, he always has to pay a price.

Siege?

When he learned that the Black Spirit Lord was obsessed, Yang Jian had already given up the idea of going head-to-head with Kunpeng.

"Eat, I also have an account to go to Kunpeng for liquidation, you and I are actually all the way. ”

Before Yang Jian finished speaking, the Black Spirit Lord had already opened his mouth to move forward, if Yang Jian hadn't stopped his hand fast enough, he would have really been bitten by her.

"Even if there is a chance, I will die with him!"