The light curtain that enveloped the Dragon Palace was a large array, which could not only block the enemy, but also block the water.

If you don't go there in person, no one will know that at the bottom of this deep sea, there is also a treasure palace comparable to the heavenly palace - the East China Sea Crystal Palace.

Walking on the path in the hall paved with pearl agate, looking at the rare treasures on both sides, Yang Jian's eyes were also shaking.

Fortunately, these are all treasures in the eyes of ordinary people, and they do not have much spirituality, so they are useless in cultivation, otherwise the monks who came here would definitely try to rub some scraps in the crystal palace and go back......

There are hundreds of halls in the Dragon Palace, and there are banquets in each hall, and many beautiful mussel girls walk everywhere, holding wine and adding food. At a glance, there is a large hall where the demon clan gathers, and there is also an area where the cultivators of the human race are in groups of three or five, there are guests from all over the five continents, and there are also powerful places of three thousand great worlds.

As long as the Heavenly Immortals cultivate and receive an invitation from the Dragon Palace, they can come here for a banquet.

The dragons hold a feast of immortals every ten years, but in fact, they have no choice but to maintain their prestige in this way, avoid some petty watching, and lose their luck in the first place.

Ao Ji, the sixth prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, can be regarded as well-informed and knowledgeable, and the introduction of many treasure halls of the dragon clan is also quite methodical, and it is not the first time to be a 'guide'.

Yang Jian replied from time to time, which can be regarded as the joy of the guest and host.

Walking through the palaces, Yang Jian roughly calculated that the number of immortals who came to the Dragon Palace for the banquet should have exceeded 30,000, and all of them were figures above the Heavenly Immortal Cultivator, which was really surprising.

They walked to the central area of the Dragon Palace and walked up a long staircase, and Ao Ji accompanied him up the stairs to the highest and most magnificent hall.

There are nine other halls suspended next to the main hall, and the ten halls are each filled with a stream of aura, and the most unfortunate of these auras is actually the Golden Immortal Realm.

Yang Jian estimated in his heart that there were hundreds of Great Luo Jin Immortals in these ten halls.

That's a ...... The great world of monasticism that Daluo walked everywhere.

"Brother Yang, don't be surprised," Ao Ji took the initiative to introduce, "The southwest hall and the west hall among the nine halls are the places where the guests of the demon clan are located. ”

Yang Jian nodded and glanced at the two halls, his face did not change at all, and there was still a smile on his lips.

Ao Ji smiled and asked, "What is the deep hatred between Brother Yang and the demon clan?"

Yang Jian: "There is no selfish grudge, but there is a family feud." ”

Ao Ji was stunned, carefully savored Yang Jian's words, and then said to Yang Jian with a serious face, "Please also ask Brother Yang to forgive my sins, before Ao Ji had the idea of mediating between Brother Yang and the demon clan, but he underestimated Brother Yang." ”

The so-called clan feud refers to the life and death feud between the two races when the human race was slaughtered by the demon clan in ancient times.

In Ao Ji's opinion, a cultivator like Yang Jian who thought about the human race was much stronger than the human cultivators he had seen who were only for himself, and it also resonated with the prince of the dragon clan.

What's even more rare is that Yang Jianshi came out of the saint's disciple to explain the teachings of three generations of disciples, and he could have jumped out of these disputes, but he still regarded himself as a human race and did not forget the fundamentals......

The admiration in Ao Ji's heart became more and more intense.

"Brother Ao is polite," Yang Jian said, "Let's go to the palace quickly, so as not to blame my uncle and uncle." ”

"Good, Brother Yang, please. ”

The two of them quickened their pace, and in the blink of an eye, they had passed hundreds of steps and approached the main hall of the Dragon Clan.

At this moment, the main hall of the Dragon Palace and the surrounding nine halls gradually quieted down, the fairy music was pleasant, and the music from ten places was actually played synchronously, not bad at all.

One by one, the divine senses fell on Yang Jian.

And those demon clan Jin Immortals and Da Luo all showed coldness on their faces, and even more demon clan Da Luo secretly exerted coercion, wanting Yang Jian to make a fool of himself on the steps.

More than a dozen forces of power started in the southwest hall and the west hall, and directly pressed down towards Yang Jian and Ao Ji.

In the main hall, the two high-seated Taoists opened their eyes at the same time, and a Taoist with a square face was about to help, but was stopped by the bearded and emaciated Taoist next to him with his eyes.

The square-faced Taoist said: "Senior Brother Yuding is a humble person, and his disciples must not be bullied!"

"And look at it, if he can't stand it anymore, we'll take action again. Another Taoist stroked his beard and chuckled, "Our junior nephew is not simple, Senior Brother Yuding is not conspicuous on weekdays, and the disciple trained is so good." ”

Hearing this, the square-faced Daoist nodded and looked at Yang Jian and Ao Ji.

At this time, Yang Jian and Ao Ji were very calm, but they must have used all their mana to resist the coercion of the Great Luo Golden Demon, and they definitely couldn't hold on for long.

But with them, they will never let Yang Jian suffer.

Although the square-faced Taoist chief is also a Da Luo Jin Immortal, there is a world of difference between the Da Luo Jin Immortal and the Da Luo Jin Immortal, Mo said that there is still a senior brother next to him, and here is his 'own clan', those demon clans......

Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!

On the steps, Yang Jian and Ao Ji both felt the huge pressure on their faces, but both of them were arrogant people and continued to climb the steps.

Suddenly, a cold snort was heard, and several waves of Da Luo Jin Immortal's momentum rushed out of the west hall and the southwest hall, and pressed down towards Yang Jian.

Ao Ji was simply implicated and accidentally injured.

Yang Jian's figure didn't move, he walked forward with his hands behind his back, and he could look around at the scenery......

Ao Ji was a little cold sweat on his forehead, this sixth prince is a golden immortal cultivator, and he has not yet been promoted to Daluo, and his supernatural skills are not weak.

But under the pressure of the momentum of nearly twenty demon clan Da Luo, there was also some lack of strength, and his footsteps began to float.

"Brother Yang......"

"Brother Ao, didn't we say that we would go to the palace to drink, how can we get drunk now?" Yang Jian chuckled lightly and raised his hand to wrap his arms around Ao Ji.

On the main seat of the main hall, a fine light crossed the eyes of the old man in the shape of a dragon-headed human, but it was hidden.

Ao Ji wanted to leave under an excuse, not wanting the dragon clan to get involved in the battle between the human race and the demon race, but Yang Jian grabbed him, and resisted most of the coercion for him, not giving him the slightest chance to speak.

Yang Jian walked leisurely and went up more than ten steps, at this time, not only the ten halls in the center of the Dragon Palace, but also the palaces in all parts of the Dragon Palace gradually quieted down, and one by one the divine senses looked at Yang Jian.

More than a dozen Great Luo Golden Demons' momentum swept up, mixed into the vast coercion, intending to suppress Yang Jian's momentum.

The air in front of us is like an iron wall, and there are many murderous motives hidden in it. Although those demon clan's Da Luo couldn't make a move, but with such overlapping momentum, if Yang Jian really just blindly insisted on being strong and encouraging to maintain, Yang Jian could also be seriously injured.

At that time, even if they want to blame the teaching, they can shirk it, they just want to try Yang Jian's heart, who would have thought that they would accidentally hurt the disciples of your sect......

Sure enough, Yang Jian frowned, raised his left foot slightly, and barely fell......

He's about to reach his limit?

Don't miss the opportunity!

Suddenly, more than twenty Da Luo Jin Demons released their momentum and pressed towards Yang Jian!

Ao Ji's face was already extremely pale, and his breathing was a little short, if he hadn't endured it, a mouthful of dragon blood would have spurted out.

He represents the dragon clan at this time, if Yang Jian, the targeted protagonist, is safe and sound, and he vomits blood first, this ......

What the hell is this!

Ao Ji sighed in his heart, forcibly operated the Dragon Clan's secret method, and fought to lose the essence, temporarily resisting the power in front of him.

At the same time, he sensed Yang Jian's terribleness.

It's not that the cultivation is terrible - Yang Jian's combat power at this time is actually between him and Ao Ji.

What surprised Ao Ji was Yang Jian's mind and calculation.

Yang Jian showed a struggling appearance at this time, and the rhythm of the steps became slower and slower, and even his legs trembled slightly......

But the palm that grabbed him continuously injected a mysterious power into himself, helping him resist more and more power, and there was no sign of interruption or weakness!

Ao Ji looked at Yang Jian deeply, and suddenly felt a sense of ...... for the celebrities and seniors of the demon clan in the two halls Sympathize.

Although I don't know why, this guy is not afraid of momentum at all!

The more Da Luo Jin Demon who shoots now, the ugliness of the demon clan will be bigger later!

Ao Ji sighed in his heart, continued to maintain his pace with difficulty, and followed Yang Jian's side.

The last thirty steps!

The demon clan Da Luo in the Dragon Palace had already shot all of them at this time, and every time he felt that Yang Jian was about to fall, Yang Jian magically persevered......

Even with it, the mottled momentum of those golden immortal demons was also suppressed, and they all wanted to be the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

It's a pity that Yang Jian's pace is getting slower and slower, but he never stops, he never bows his head, and his eyes have been looking at the most central treasure hall.

Although many Terran Daluo wanted to help, they didn't dare to help Yang Jian resist the coercion of that group of demon clan Daluo, lest the qi pull each other, which would instead increase the pressure on Yang Jian......

Many Terran monks had already suddenly gotten up, glaring angrily at the West Hall and the Southwest Hall one by one, as long as Yang Jian fell, they would immediately go to the Demon Clan to settle the account!

More than a master?

Among the nine halls around the main hall, most of the remaining seven are the Terran Golden Immortals and Da Luo from the Middle Shenzhou and the Three Thousand Great Worlds!

On the banquet in the corner of the main hall, a pair of wonderful eyes looked at Yang Jian on the steps, his eyes were slightly dazed......

She listened to the name Yang Jian spoken by others at the table, and felt as if she had forgotten something in her heart, but she felt that she was always inexplicably familiar with Yang Jian......

Five hundred years ago, they saw ......

Yang Jian stood on the eighteenth to last step, as if he had reached his limit, but suddenly showed a slight smile.

"You demon clan, that's all you have?"

His tone was very light, his originally trembling body slowly straightened, one hand supported Ao Ji, who was completely unable to stand, and the other hand was behind his back, standing proudly.

Seeing this, the group of Da Luo Golden Demons who suppressed Yang Jian with momentum all changed their complexions.

What's going on?

Yang Jian's face was indifferent, and he took one step, and a fierce momentum suddenly surged out around his body.

Like a sword, it directly broke through a heavy layer of cotton wool!

Who is honored on the road to the road?

Xuangong nine turns, I go alone!

Yang Jian's heart reverberated, when he practiced Eight or Nine Xuangong for the first time, the giant who stood on top of the sky and the earth roared out that sentence!

The road is alone!

What Da Luo's coercion, what Jin Immortal's momentum, what kind of aura suppression!

The world can't hold me down, but I can hold up this world!

Yang Jian took another step, and all the momentum in front of him was washed away!

The ten zhang qi machines around him were chaotic, and even spiritual qi whirlpools appeared, and many golden immortal demons were pulled by the qi and were secretly injured.

Those big Luo Jin demons seemed to hear a loud slap and hit them in the face!

I don't dare to have a blatant attack!

Ao Ji only felt that the coercion pressing on him suddenly dissipated, and his feet were soft and almost lying on the steps, Yang Jian hugged him in time, and Ao Ji cast a little grateful.

Yang Jian said softly: "Let's go, let's go in first, don't let my uncle wait for a long time." ”

"Hey," Ao Ji agreed, unconsciously being turned against Yang Jian, but he didn't have the slightest guilt in his heart, but felt very warm......