Or walked a Great Dao Saint......

Yang Jian said in his heart that he was not in a hurry, it must be false, if it was just hundreds of thousands of Void Mo Old Division, even if there were many masters of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and the Quasi-Saint Realm, the army that the Black Spirit Country had already arranged would be able to resist the other party.

However, it is this Great Dao Saint, against the army of the Spirit Clan, who is simply blocking and killing whom.

Although he was in the midst of the trap, Yang Jian had divine eyes, and he could also glimpse the changes around him.

Xiao Lan had just risked her life to return to the flood wilderness, which made Yang Jian feel relieved and a little guilty.

His wife is also running for the catastrophe, and even has to struggle to survive at the hands of saints.

And next, Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan have to face the threat of a Great Dao Saint and hundreds of thousands of Void Mo Old Sects, and their lives will hardly skyrocket.

As a husband like this, how can you be at peace in your heart?

I only hate myself for not being able to understand the limits of the eight or nine mystical skills, for not being able to understand the changes in the principle of the strongest, for not being able to cultivate enough, and for not being able to quickly calm down the overall situation.

Yang Jian clenched his fists, introspectively questioning and blaming himself, the fighting spirit in his eyes was stronger, but his heart was calmer.

He can't panic, otherwise there will be no hope for today's battle.

The most tricky thing now is this impure blood mist supernatural power, and then there is the surrounding trapped array.

How to crack this magic power?

What would he do if he encountered such a situation? I'm afraid that he would directly split Tu Wujing into residue with one sword......

Not of much reference value.

Let's still think about it, what means should he Yang Jian use to break Tu Wujing's supernatural powers.

Yang Jian hadn't tried it before, and when he cast the Three Thousand Gods and Demons Devouring, all the pure-flowing blood mist trapped in his body and went to Qiankun.

But first, the body is not complete, and the power is limited, so I am afraid it is difficult to really trap Tu Wujing. Second, Yang Jian's Great Dao realm has not reached the point of suppressing Tu Wujing, and the Qiankun in his body is still immature, and he can't accommodate Tu Wujing's Dao at all.

It is still necessary to use external force to break it.

The problem is that this blood mist is not at all powerful......

While fighting fiercely with the other party, Yang Jian thought about how to break the situation in his heart.

It's useless for him to be anxious, the other party's supernatural powers are like this, I'm afraid that Yang Jian's side has finally come up with a way to break the other party's supernatural powers, and the Honghuang side has already been broken by Xumo.

In this way, it is really a waste of all the previous efforts.

Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, his mind was spinning rapidly, and even the Great Dao Perception that he had accumulated over the years of cultivation in the Chaos Bell slowly emerged.

Such a predicament and such an opponent really gave Yang Jian a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The exercises he cultivated, in fact, are more appropriate to call them 'war methods', whether it is the eight or nine Xuan Gong left by Pangu, or the undefeated golden body technique of the Taishi Realm, if you can feel it in the war, it will be a real chance.

It is not that retreating to the death in a no-man's land is practice, fighting with others, fighting with heaven and earth, and even having joy with wives and concubines, Taoists, and couples are actually a kind of cultivation.

In the fighting, Yang Jian's gaze became deeper and deeper, and some changes were quietly taking place around Daoyun to a degree that neither party was aware of.

It's just that these changes are too subtle to lead to a real epiphany in a short period of time.

Time.

Now, whether Yang Jian can break the formation in time to slaughter the strong enemy here and rush back to the flood famine is actually the key to determining whether the flood famine can resist Xu Mo's attack.

It's a pity that the remnants of the saints in Xuandu City can't help Yang Jian, if he can get out of a few remnants of the saints, the situation in front of him can be broken in the blink of an eye.

......

Floods, outside the sky, millions of miles of collapsed land.

The two figures are strange and fluttering, and the real and the real are transformed, and the fighting method here, even if Da Luo Jin Immortal is watching, he can't see what it is.

But the result is clear at a glance - Yunxiao has delayed the ninth supreme.

No one knows how Yunxiao Niangniang did it, not long ago, Yunxiao was still a quasi-saint peak cultivator, and it seemed that he was only one step away from the saint realm, but in fact there was still a long way to go.

But suddenly, Yunxiao seemed to have achieved the Great Dao Saint after a sleep, and also had a complete Saint Dao!

Even, Yunxiao should choose whether to embark on the path of the strongest who integrates multiple paths, or the path of the path of the path of the merger who sacrifices himself to complete this avenue......

This is really too unbelievable, even Sanqing and Tianyan Daozi are a little unclear.

But the result is good, and that's enough.

Yunxiao delayed Xumo, and Xumo was desperate to kill Yunxiao and seize the Great Dao, so that he didn't care about the situation of the flood war.

However, the strongest side has always had the upper hand, and after Venerable Aoki also joined the Saint Fighting Method, the Flood Wilderness Saints were obviously on the defensive, and they could only contain the opposing Saint and prevent the other Saint from making a move against the Flood Wilderness Monk.

Under the blessing of the power of the Heavenly Dao, the Honghuang monks also became more and more courageous, many casualties on both sides, countless living beings returned to the true spirit, and countless obsessions and grievances that could not be dissipated were floating between heaven and earth.

This is the Great Tribulation.

Heaven and earth are endless, the catastrophe is endless, and the end of the flood seems to have come, but the monks of the flood are still struggling.

In the midst of the war, I have to mention the 1,800 witches and the reinforcements from the Huoyun Cave.

They and Zhen Yuanzi and other great powers of the flood famine, faced a group of strong opponents on the other side, and these opponents were not others, it was the Wu clan who had ruled the five continents in the desolate land back then......

Ancestral witches.

In addition to Houtu, eleven mutilated ancestors reappeared.

It's just that I don't know if it was intentional or not, after a demon emperor like Donghuang Taiyi was resurrected, he achieved the Great Dao of Saints, but the strength of these ancestral witches was far inferior to that year.

The reason for this may be that the ancestral witch is a cultivated body, and the strongest person of Xumo is also from the Yuan Shen Dao, so he cannot reproduce the full strength of the ancestral witch.

In this battle situation, many of the children of the Wu clan had red eyes, and the witch ghosts and witches and the old men of the Wu clan were crying.

It was their ancestors who they wanted to kill, but the resurrected ancestors had lost their minds and slew everything in their sight like beasts.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor used a little trick to lure the eleven ancestral witches and the great witches who followed the ancestral witches out of the enemy battle array, trapped on an iceberg, but the surrounding powers saw the appearance of the children of the Wu clan, and they really couldn't bear to kill the killer.

"This is the time of the Great War, don't waste too many troops here," Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor frowned, then raised the Xuanyuan Sword and roared angrily: "Everyone, do it! Let these dead sleep in peace!"

"Extinguish, they are just shells brought back by the strongest. ”

The witch cried out, "Please return to the throne of your ancestors!"

A group of Wu clan disciples cried and shouted: "Please return to the throne of your ancestors!"

When the shouts fell, the surrounding area suddenly resounded with earth-shattering killing shouts, and several great witch priests and dozens of great powers of the desolation shot with all their might, and under the gaze of a group of witch disciples, they slaughtered all the ancestral witches and great witches who had finally reappeared in front of them......

"The ...... of the Strongest"

Da Ang's eyes were bloodshot, and several arms rushed into the divine light with divine weapons, slashing the bodies of several ancestral witches like a devastating ......

Moments later, the battle was over, and reinforcements from the strongest side had arrived.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor pointed out by the sword, and the army of Huoyun Cave attacked head-on, leaving only a few Wu clan soldiers and horses to stay here.

Raising his head and roaring in the sky, he knelt down with the witches and witches, as well as the children of the witch clan around him.

The great witch priest who was familiar with Yang Jian shouted in a trembling voice: "This supreme strong man relies on his vast supernatural powers, disturbs my ancestors, and deceives people too much!

"Fight!"

"The Wu clan does not want the continuation of the bloodline today, but only hopes that the heaven and earth opened up by the father can be forever!"

Several groups of Wu clan disciples quickly assembled, roared across the ice field, and rushed towards the place of fierce battle.

Where it is most dangerous, there are these witches.

Da Ang even led 1,805 to the center of the battle, and this group of 'teenagers' of the Wu clan relied on their blood and blood to tear apart the front-line battle with no fear of death.

Suddenly, thunder rang out between heaven and earth, and beams of light fell from the sky, enveloping the children of the Wu clan.

Heavenly Dao felt it, and it seemed that it had descended the power of protection......

For countless years, since the people of the Hidden Hung Dao were the first to merge with the Dao, the Heavenly Dao has never stood on the side of the Wu Clan.

But today, the Heavenly Dao has given the Wu clan its due merit and luck, and it is even more in every Wu clan's children, using the power of the Heavenly Dao to condense into blood-colored armor and bless the bodies of the witches!

Heavenly Dao Armor!

The children of the Wu clan, who were already like evil wolves and tigers, were even more powerful, and even many Wu clans could directly fly to the sky and kill the heavenly dome from the ice field with the armor of the Heavenly Dao......

This should be the foreshadowing left by the Pangu God for the Wu Clan!

Only the Wu clan blessed by the power of heaven can be worthy of the name of the Flood War Clan!

"Huh, these little guys are so fierce?"

On the horizon, the head of a certain sect who was 'playing at home' with Donghuang Taiyi was amazed for a while, and he looked up at Donghuang Taiyi, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for Qianhong's calculations back then, if you rushed to provoke such a witch clan, I'm afraid you would have been wiped out seven or eight times." ”

"Hmph!" Donghuangtai's face was quite ugly, but he couldn't argue with anything.

The Lich War is actually the result of Dao Ancestor's secret support of their demon clan, otherwise why would they compete for heaven and earth with the bloodline left by the Pangu God?

"Xuandu, you have hidden deep enough," Donghuang Taiyi said coldly, "Who are you? I have used all my strength, but I still can't break your supernatural powers, don't tell me that you are just a quasi-saint cultivator." ”

"Cultivation is this kind of thing, in fact, it goes up and down, and no one can say for sure. ”

Xuandu said indifferently, and then glanced at Donghuang Taiyi a few times with a smile, and then chuckled lightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"It's useless to talk to a guy like you who may be able to extricate himself at any time, although you are you, you are no longer you. The real Donghuang Taiyi has already fallen, and you, who feel that you are Donghuang Taiyi in the future, are actually just an obsession of him, a little bit of the power of the Yuanshen. ”

"Full of nonsense!"

"What's the hurry, come and hit me," Xuandu suddenly smiled all over his face, "Don't let others think that you are passive and slacking off here, and you still have old feelings for the flood wilderness." ”

Donghuang Taiyi's face turned pale for a moment, but even though he attacked with all his might, he still couldn't help but fall into the rhythm of Xuandu's leisurely defense......

In short, quite aggrieved.

As he played, Xuandu seemed to feel something, and glanced at the sky beyond the East China Sea, and a slight chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be her who came back, but she was a good girl, with a bit of courage. ”

What he said should be Xiao Lan, who had just appeared outside the sky, and then recruited a spirit clan master to protect him.

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