The Jade Emperor moved, naturally it was tens of millions of honor guards, and a vast cloud slowly drifted towards the place of the previous battle, and there were countless heavenly soldiers and generals gathered around.

Behind the Jade Emperor, the Tai Bai Xing, the Dragon King of the Four Seas, the Ten Hall Yamas, and the Star Monarchs were actually a little confused at this time.

In fact, they all used their divine senses to see the picture of Yang Jian's serious injury, which happened when the king of Yama stepped forward to speak;

What made them wonder was why those masters of the Dao Sect did not make a move, but the gods would suddenly disperse the large array, and a few people would take action to capture a god general......

What happened?

A moment ago, Zhou Tian was in the Great Array.

Yang Jian could feel that as the power of the stars mobilized by the large array continued to expand, the protective power of the silver scale armor was rapidly passing away.

Along with this protective power, there are also Yang Jian's Xuan Qi and Xuan Gang, as well as the essence, qi, and blood of the whole body.

This formation adjusted the great power of Zhou Tianxing Dou, with the blessing of the land of Heavenly Court, and there were thirty-six Great Luo Golden Immortals presiding over the big array, it was definitely not something he could compete with at this time!

If he can use his bare hands, he will have the combat power when he is wearing silver scale armor and holding a spearless spear, and with the help of a spear and an axe, this formation may still have a chance to break through with force.

But at this time, Yang Jian's Xuangong is only five turns, and Yunzhu is not yet halfway through, how can he win this battle?

The more he fought, the more the sense of powerlessness and despair in Yang Jian's heart grew irrepressibly......

"Yang Jian!

This is the Heavenly Court God will scold, and he will be arrested and sent to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

"Master Yang Jian's nephew, if you can't do it today, you can practice again, why be so stubborn?"

This is the advice of the Red Sperm Master, and the immortal knows that Yang Jian does not want to use the Dao Gate to suppress the Heavenly Court, so he does not mention the matter of taking direct action.

The string in Yang Jian's heart was gradually plucked because of this.

There is no way to rush forward, and there is no way to retreat.

The power of the primordial god was consumed too much, and he could no longer exert the divine light in his eyes, and the surrounding was full of void, but this void was filled with the light rushing towards him.

The Silver Scale seemed to moan under its breath, its spirit struggling in pain, almost unable to hold on.

The spikless spear in his hand was full of anger, but because the tip of the spear was incomplete, the power could not be fully deployed......

He...... Will we be defeated today?

No, he still has the opening axe, and the opening axe that is destined to split Momoyama!

Yang Jian grabbed the axe in his hand, and the blankness in his eyes gradually turned into determination, and this determination, with a hint of madness!

He knew that he was able to cast the extremely powerful Heaven Opening Axe Method under extremely accidental circumstances, which was a supernatural power given to him by the Eight or Nine Xuangong and the blood of the ancestral witch, but this supernatural power could not be controlled.

Now, he can only hope for that 'accidental' situation.

The figure resisted a wave of attack, Yang Jian held the mountain axe high, and the light in his eyes flashed!

Open the sky!

Airplanes!

With a powerful axe, an arc of half-moonlight shot out, powerful and powerful.

But no, this is not the artistic conception of opening the sky, there is no kind of mysterious and unbreakable momentum!

The arc of light disappeared into the void, and Yang Jian's hands holding the axe trembled a little, and suddenly he swung the mountain opening axe vigorously as if he was crazy.

He was unwilling!

Unbelief!

Why can't I split the mountain to save my mother? Is it because the real Erlang God is dead, and he is just an impostor?

No, it was he who chose this path by himself, choosing not to seek perfection from the Heavenly Court, not to take advantage of the transcendent status of the Daomen, and to mediate in the cracks of various forces...... It was the most difficult way to save his mother that he had chosen.

In other words, is today's failure just self-blame and arrogance?

Warm-blooded, he has!

He also has the determination to die!

Why did he come to this point, and when he was in Peach Mountain two days later, he couldn't rush out of this big array and couldn't step out of his own bright future?

"Open!"

Yang Jian swung the mountain opening axe vigorously, and with each swing, an arc of light would shoot at the surroundings.

And Yang Jian kept drinking in his mouth, and every time he drank, he would gather all his strength.

is like the former Xingtian, who waved helplessly after the severed head, leaving only a few sighs in the name of courage for future generations.

Why, why can't you open the sky!

"Why!"

Yang Jian suddenly shouted out the question in his heart, grabbed the mountain axe and stood there, raising his head and roaring.

The starlight in the sky paused slightly, but then pressed down towards Yang Jian, and the silver scale armor on Yang Jian's body flickered and dimmed, everyone knew that Yang Jian had reached a dead end this time.

Although the record is brilliant and has become famous, it can be seen that everyone who has seen this scene has some regrets in their hearts......

Yang Jian has always been just a mortal who can 'predict', although there are variables, he can't catch the 'one' who has escaped.

"Senior Brother Yuding!" shouted Huanglong Daoren, "Go and rescue Senior Nephew Yang Jian!

The immortals of the Sect also spoke to Yuding, but the real person of Yuding was unmoved, just standing there quietly.

There was a sudden change in the Star Dou Great Array!

Originally, the thirty-six gods had already suppressed Yang Jian steadily, and Yang Jian's mad demon used the mountain axe to continuously chop, but it was only the last struggle, which was resolved by the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array.

At this time, the thirty-six gods and generals had already seen the arrest of Yang Jian, ending this thrilling farce, and each of them was crowned with official titles......

But suddenly, a star banner seemed to have accidentally turned the wrong face, and the cyan flag was lifted, and a 'blood red' killing word suddenly appeared!

In an instant, a killing aura overwhelmingly swept towards Yang Jian! The great array immediately changed, and a huge pillar of starlight light was like a waterfall, directly engulfing Yang Jian from above!

"What's going on!"

"Who used the killing array!"

"Disperse!"

The gods were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly put away the array flags, and some people even wanted to rush into the pillar of light and fish out Yang Jian......

But no one had time, even those great powers in the sky were silent because of this sudden change, and clusters of flames burned in the eyes of the immortals!

Wrath of the Immortals!

"Brother!" Yang Xiaochan shouted out of her voice.

"Yang, Yang ......" Ao Xinke's face was also a little pale.

Zhou Tian Xingdou Array struck with all its strength and smashed on Yang Jian without warning!

In the sky, one figure after another was about to rush down, but the Yuding Zhenren who had already appeared suddenly waved his hand behind him, and a cloud and mist blocked in front of the immortals.

"Senior brother, junior brother!"

Taiyi Zhenren was already holding a long sword, if it weren't for Yuding to stop him, I'm afraid he would have beheaded several heavenly generals.

And the Heavenly Court Worship also immediately rushed down, blocking in front of the immortals of the Sect of Interpretation, and an old man hurriedly said: "Don't worry, everyone! There is still life in the starlight! Heaven and Earth cannot be repeated!"

Huang Long stomped his feet anxiously: "Senior Brother Yuding, go and see Yang Jian!"

Yuding turned his head to look at the sky, his eyes were still as indifferent as water, and he just said softly: "Wait, he didn't call me." ”

Didn't call me......

This?

The Sect Immortals were full of puzzlement, and the starlight pillar gradually dispersed at this time.

"It's you! You want to avenge your nephew by dragging us into the water!"

In the middle of the formation, a god general suddenly shouted, pointing at the gray-haired god general not far from his side.

The star banner that the gray-haired man was holding in his hand happened to be the bright red side!

It was he who suddenly moved the killing array and wanted to kill Yang Jian......

"Hahaha!

Mo Bingyuan raised his head and laughed, but his eyes were full of pleasure and madness, and he was about to wave the Star Banner again, but the power of the Star Banner was suddenly interrupted, and more than a dozen gods directly endured the power of the backlash and removed their respective Star Banners and broke the big array!

For a while, the eyes of the Sect Immortals locked on that person, but a few powerful people snorted coldly, and the Da Luo Jin Immortal named Mo Bingyuan spat blood from his mouth, and his body suddenly withered.

Several god generals immediately rushed towards Mo Bingyuan, none of them wanted to bear the charge of killing Yang Jian!

Look at the field again!

The starlight and the pillar of light dispersed at the same time, and the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array had already lifted on its own.

There, the cloud road was broken, and most of the jade slabs hidden in the cloud road were broken.

There was only one figure left, kneeling on one knee on a broken jade slab, with a mountain axe in his left hand, a spearless spear on his back, and his right hand trembling constantly, supporting his knees.

Yang Jian.

The silver-scaled armor on his body had been shattered into silver dust, and the immortal clothes on his body had already been scorched black.

Sticky blood slowly dripped from his mouth, his breath seemed to be absent, his eyes were red, and the silver dust was reflected in the ground.

This is the scene where the herald of the heavenly soldiers told the Jade Emperor.

He still had breath, which relieved the immortals who were teaching, and they were the only ones, and no one cared about the damage to the Silver Scale Armor.

And the Yuding real person stood diagonally behind Yang Jian, standing quietly at this time, but he used his magic power to fix the situation around Yang Jian's body, so that outsiders would not be disturbed for a moment......

Yang Jian suddenly choked twice, knelt there on one knee, and his body began to tremble.

Isn't it possible?

Lost?

Can't you really do it yourself?

Everyone in the world knows that Yang Jiaerlang is brave and good at fighting at this time, but who knows how much pain he endured and how many times he endured torture in order to gain this strength in just five hundred years!

Boil bones and tendons, nine times to change blood!

Forging and tempering the Xuan Qi nine hundred and ninety-nine times! That's the suffering of tearing out the soul a thousand times!

With Xuangang as a sword, cutting off one's own blood and bones, quenching one's body with one's body, and forging one's body with Gang, in the great array of Yuquan Mountain, the howl that lasted for more than ten years!

walked over step by step, survived again and again, why did he choose the most difficult way to save his mother, and why...... What the hell is he trying to do!

Isn't it just to prove that he is not worse than the Yang Jian and Erlang God who should have been in this desolation!

He has always been afraid that he will not be able to be Erlang God and will not be able to deduce the true style of Erlang God, so he forced himself to grow up and forced himself to forget the short memory of the previous twenty-three years......

But the memory of those twenty-three years is his root, his cause, and his true self!

When he came to Honghuang, he only had half a year to adapt and change. Three months in bed, three months with Xiaochan to Kunlun Mountain.

Give him time to prepare, only for half a year.

He has to learn to recognize these rare ancient characters, and to digest the classics carried in the memory of this body, and constantly hypnotize himself, he is Yang Jian, and he is the future Erlang God.

But he was just a mortal!

He was afraid of embarrassing Erlang God, afraid that he would become worthless, and afraid that he would defile the white-clothed god of war that would be handed down in later generations!

Who has experienced the bitterness and sourness in his heart, and who understands his unwillingness and dare!

Who wants to calculate everything, who can be so cautious by nature? Except for Houtu, he can't find anyone to talk to, but who is Houtu? Does he want to be like a child who can't grow up, go to the underworld to find Houtu Niangniang to cry?

But why, I have done so much and done so much......

The nightmare he feared the most was Xiao Chan'er yelling at him, saying that he was an impostor, that he had replaced the real Yang Jian, and that he was ......

"Ahem!"

A mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, and Yang Jian's body trembled, as if he was about to fall.

Is it right here?

It's okay, I'm relieved, I'm always a mortal, it's better to follow the original path of Yang Jian, what do you want to transcend and detach?

But did you really just give up?

Why are you so unwilling......

Tick......

A tear slipped from the pool of blood on his leg.

Did you cry yourself?

Why, let him come to this world, even if he is allowed to come to this world, why not to be an ordinary disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, why, to be this Erlang God.

But a sentence has always been pressed in the bottom of my heart, and I really want to say it...... I really want to tell myself.

I'm not imposting anyone!

Yang Jian, this is the name he has used for twenty-three years.

He just took on the responsibility of taking care of his sister and rescuing his mother for the bastard of the same name who died early.

He didn't want to covet any fame, he didn't have any complacency, he was always walking on thin ice, trembling, and he didn't even completely relax his mind in front of the master.

"I'm ...... Cough, cough, Yang ...... Yang ......"

With a mouthful of blood in his mouth, he slowly stood up, and his already devastated body suddenly began to tremble.

"I am, Yang Jian...... Haha, hahaha......"

He was covered in blood, but he stood up tremblingly, and the scattered star power turned into wind and sand and fluttered gently, and the blood-stained silver dust on the ground fluttered slightly.

He slowly straightened his back.

Jiro God!

Who rarely does you!

I just want to be myself!

Be yourself who doesn't lose to yourself!

The blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he used all his strength, facing the sky, facing the starry sky, using his last strength, shouting, hoarseness!

"I'm Yang Jian!"

"I'm Yang Jian!"

"Yang Jian!"

After shouting, the figure stood still, as if petrified.

Dead, dead?

"Brother...... Don't, don't!" Yang Xiaochan broke free from the hidden clouds arranged by Yuding Zhenren, staggered and fell on the clouds, stretched out her right hand to Yang Jian, and wanted to hold her brother, but she could only cry out sadly at Yang Jian's back: "Brother-"

Rumble!

A stream of blood qi suddenly gushed out in Yang Jian's body!

The dozens of blood qi from the demon sword that were originally sealed in his body suddenly began to gush, as if they were about to explode his whole person.

The remnants of the power of the stars here also suddenly rushed towards Yang Jian......