The Wu Clan's disciples did not suffer any casualties, and even the masters of the Chaos Spirit Clan, who had disappeared just now, only suffered a small loss.

At that time, the Chaos Beasts attacked, and these Black Spirit Lord's subordinates rushed out without fear of death, and the witches and witches were not in a hurry to make a move, after all, these are the Chaos Spirit Clan, and there should be something extraordinary.

However, as soon as he came into contact with the fierce beast group, he immediately damaged one quasi-saint realm and seven Great Luo Realm spirit clan masters......

The witches and witches were really frightened by these chaos spirits, and hurriedly took action to resist the fierce beasts, so that all these spirits hid in the warships on both sides.

These are all the second master's subordinates, and they are not damaged in vain, so it is difficult to explain to the second master. ’

These were the exact words of the two witch clan bosses when they discussed with each other.

They were indeed shocked - generally speaking, in the perception of the Wu clan, the harsh living environment can create a truly strong man.

These Chaos Spirit Clans were born in the chaotic Chaos Sea, more like barbarians, a hundred times more difficult than the living environment of the Flood Wilderness, why are the masters born so 'weak'?

If you want to comment in detail, the reason for this is that it is difficult to explain how many days and nights it is.

It is probably the difference between supernatural powers, exercises and treasures, and the masters of the Chaos Spirit Clan are basically slowly promoted by relying on the long years and their respective talents......

Resisting the fierce beast herd, the witch ghost and the witch are more than poked, and with Da Ang and several other witch masters on the side, it is really thrilling.

But they are indeed trapped here, although they want to exhaust the two masters of witches and witches, at least for hundreds of thousands of years, but there is no guarantee that there will not be stronger beasts.

Fortunately, Yang Jian and the Black Spirit Lord came to help in time, and finally solved such a crisis, and the three warships quickly sailed away from this place.

The 1,800 Wu clan disciples were silent from beginning to end, and if you glanced at the warship in the middle, you could see that they were all practicing.

The atmosphere was rather dreary.

Yang Jian's words put too much pressure on them.

When the witch ghost and the black spirit lord returned one after another, Yang Jian had already taken care of the three Chaos Spirit Clans with horns on their heads.

He didn't actually do much, just pulled the three spirit clans into the melee battle boat, and asked a few spirit clan quasi-saints to come over and whip Meng Dun a few whips, and Meng Dun was quite cooperative in saying what should be said and what should not be said.

"Second Master!"

The witch ghost shouted in the back, this old man of the witch clan was full of energy and his eyes were shining at this time, and the previous battle seemed to awaken something, making him look a lot younger.

"Let that guy run away, who are they?" asked the Black Spirit Lord in a cold voice, his gaze under the ghost mask full of coldness.

If it weren't for these guys, she wouldn't have had to be in such a hurry to return in the wilderness.

Yang Jian casually pulled Meng Dun over, and briefly instructed him: "Just ask him about everything, it's probably some arrogant Chaos Spirit Clan, bring them back to the Black Spirit Realm, I'll rush back to guard there first." ”

"Arrogance?"

The Black Spirit Lord sneered, "Don't kill them?"

"Keep it, it's still useful," Yang Jian said, "There are only dozens of people in their clan now, all of whom serve the god of all spirits...... You should wonder what the god of the dead is. ”

"What?"

"Huh," Yang Jian waved his hand lightly, and a mysterious aura kept changing, turning into a Hongmeng giant beast, constantly swimming.

The pupils of the Black Spirit Lord's eyes shrank significantly, exuding cold killing intent all over his body.

"Demon Master Kunpeng!"

"Be sensible, even if we trace the whereabouts of the God of All Souls now, the two of us are not sure to get rid of him. Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "And according to what these three people said, the God of All Spirits will only summon them to gather when they need the beasts to fight, and let them continue to tame the Chaos Beasts in the Chaos Sea on weekdays......"

The Black Spirit Lord didn't say a word, but from her heaving chest, it could be seen that she was trying to calm herself down at this time.

The witch and the witch ghost glanced at each other, although they didn't know what grudge Yang Jian had with the Black Spirit Lord and Kunpeng, but the demon master calculated the hatred of killing several ancestral witches, and it was really endless.

But before the two of them could speak, Yang Jian had already patted the Black Spirit Lord on the shoulder and said, "I'll rush back first, you guys be careful on the road, it's not too late to wait until you return to the Black Spirit Realm." ”

"I'm tired of the second master. ”

The witch ghost said a little embarrassed, Yang Jian shook his head with a smile, wrapped the big net trapped in the three-legged black with Xuan Qi, and handed it over to the witch to guard.

Then he got out of the war boat, turned into a golden peng, and flew away in the direction of the black spirit realm.

He believed that the Black Spirit Lord would not do anything stupid, and at most torture the three beast tamers.

Yang Jian wrapped himself in Xuan Qi, and under the cover of the chaotic aura, he did not show any trace at all.

He already knew at this time that this time the four beast tamers would attack the fierce beast warship, but in fact, he had misjudged it at the beginning, and regarded the warboat as three chaos beasts.

When they tame beasts, they usually besiege them first, beat them until they are half dead, and then use their unique talents to subdue them, control the will of the beasts, and merge them into the herd.

This process is also not easy, and it takes a lot of time and effort to tame the fierce beasts of the quasi-holy realm.

Hundreds of years ago, the god of all spirits summoned all the power of one of the 'gods' and used the beasts to destroy an empire built by a powerful Chaos Spirit.

This is not the first time this has happened, almost every thousand or tens of thousands of years, the gods of all spirits summon them.

After each battle, the beasts will inevitably be lost, and their clan will follow the orders of the god of all spirits, that is, Kunpeng, to go in different directions with four or five tribesmen, tame the new chaos beasts, form a more powerful herd, and wait for the next summoning.

As long as Yang Jian thought of hundreds or thousands of rampaging quasi-saint-level chaos beasts, overwhelmingly rushing towards the Black Spirit Realm or Xuandu City, his scalp was tingling.

"It's a fluke. ”

Yang Jian muttered, a little scared in his heart.

It may be that he fought all the way, and he felt a little impetuous, feeling that the demon master Kunpeng was nothing more than that, as long as he stepped into the eighth realm, he might not have the strength to fight with Kunpeng.

But Yang Jian completely ignored one fact.

Kunpeng wasn't nesting in a corner, trembling and waiting for him to challenge.

The demon master Kunpeng, in the ancient tribulation, was the maker of almost all the decisions of the demon clan, calculating the ancestral witch, calculating the demon emperor, and calculating the Xuan tortoise...... Even counted the saints!

If you feel that your strength is enough to match Kunpeng, you will foolishly go to 'fight to the death' with Kunpeng, and you may not even see Kunpeng's face, and you will be inexplicably consumed by the fierce beast herd of most of your combat power......

And it's hard to guarantee that Kunpeng won't have other unknown 'forces'.

Today's events, why did Yang Jian say that he was lucky?

Naturally, it was because he first encountered these Chaos Spirit Clans controlled by Kunpeng, rather than being unprepared to face an invincible Kunpeng and hundreds of Chaos Beasts that were already invincible under the Saint!

Yang Jian had checked it in detail before, and the three of them did not have any of Kunpeng's back hands, perhaps Kunpeng did not expect that these 'god sons' and 'god women' who were hidden in the herd of beasts and had one-legged black as mounts would be captured.

And Yang Jian's unexpected gain is also thanks to the seventy-two transformations, which is enough to confuse the real with the fake.

God of All Souls......

Yang Jian couldn't help but remember the first time he met Kunpeng, and he was a little dazed in his heart.

Kunpeng should be a congenital creature of the Flood Wilderness, step by step from ancient times to today, what does this guy want to do? Or rather, what does he want to get?

I can't figure it out, I can't think about it, but Yang Jian will inevitably have to fight Kunpeng in the future, so he can only plan carefully and calculate carefully.

Yang Jian went to the Huoyun Cave before, and he also wanted to find Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor to inquire about the supernatural powers and power of the Xuanyuan Xuanzhu, but he was delayed by the matter of the Black Spirit Lord.

It took three days for Yang Jian to return to the Black Spirit Realm, and he met with Ao Xinke for a long time to 'discuss', and then returned to the desolation.

Such a non-stop busyness really made him feel a little tired.

But as long as he thought of the abyss blocked by miasma on the North Sea, Yang Jian didn't complain much, and told himself to do his duty.

The avatar opened his eyes, Yang Jian looked at the boy who was dozing on the side, chuckled, and walked towards the entrance of Emperor Xuanyuan's cave.

The entrance of the cave is connected to the ridge, and you can faintly see the continuous palaces and frolicking fairies there.

Three thousand stunning emperors.

Yang Jian just stood quietly and didn't shout, and sure enough, after a while, two fairies came, saying that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor had not returned from Beihai.

"Can you bother the two of you to send someone to find Xuanyuan's seniors? The juniors have something important to ask. ”

"Zhenjun, please come to the cave to rest for a while, and I'll go here to find my husband and return. ”

"I'm just waiting, thank you. ”

Watching the two fairies fly straight out of the Fire Cloud Cave, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and stood there quietly waiting.

Not long after, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and Shennong's clan returned together, and the two female fairies retreated softly, leaving a little beautiful breath in the Huoyun Cave.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor asked with a smile, Shennong's words were said in the sidelines, and the three of them went to Shennong's cave together.

After the Shennong clan ordered someone to serve the immortal tea, Yang Jian went straight to the point, "Recently, there is news of Kunpeng in the Chaos Sea, I want to ask Xuanyuan's predecessors, the Xuanzhu that was taken away by Kunpeng...... What does it do?"

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor frowned suddenly, sitting there with tea, as if he didn't want to speak.

Shennong on the side sighed lightly, "The older generation knows about this matter, and Xuanyuan doesn't want to mention it, so let me talk about it." ”

"I said yes," Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor pulled an ugly smile, "That Xuanzhu was born at the beginning of heaven and earth, condensed the innate breath, and combined the nine Xuanming Dao, which is the basis for the Xuangui Turtle's Taoism, and it is also the benefit left by the Pangu God to the Xuangui Turtle back then." ”

"It has its own heaven and earth, which can raise spirits, gather spirits, act heaven and earth, and determine the world. ”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor paused, and then smiled bitterly, "But whoever obtains this Xuanzhu will not die himself, and only his soul can be resurrected in the Xuanzhu...... Therefore, the saint has no choice but to Kunpeng. ”

Yang Jian couldn't help but hold his forehead with one hand.

It's getting harder and harder.