Outside the stone hall where the three demon clans were located, more than a dozen demons of the Xuanyuan Tomb who should have been in the stone hall could only wait quietly in the corner next to the temple door.

Among the more than ten demon clans, there are two golden fairy realm banshees who have the appearance of flowers and moons, and one of them has the posture of captivating the city and the country, which is refined and beautiful, without half a bewitching atmosphere.

What's even more rare is that the pupils in her eyes are very clear, as if they can illuminate the filth in the hearts of others.

She was guarded by the surrounding demon clans, and these demon clans also looked at the many demon clan masters outside the hall with some vigilance, for fear that they would have any evil thoughts about the beautiful girl.

If Yang Jian is here, I am afraid that he can directly identify that the beautiful and refined girl should be the nine-tailed fox Daji who will bring disaster to the country and the people in the future and bury the foundation of Tang.

The other girl standing next to Daji should be one of the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, the nine-headed chicken childish spirit, Xi Mei'er.

Yang Jian killed the pipa spirit, tortured him strictly before killing the pipa essence, and asked about the secret of Xuanyuan's tomb, so he wanted to go north to hunt for treasure;

The demon clan hated Yang Jian for killing him, and several demon clan ancestors were furious, wanting to kill Yang Jian desperately, raise the prestige of the demon clan, and find the last dignity of the demon clan in this world, so they went north to Xuanyuan Tomb to set up a killing situation.

The three demon ancestors came in person, and even the tomb keepers appointed by Nuwa Niangniang had to give up the stone hall and retreat aside.

The remaining two demon kings and many little demons in Xuanyuan Tomb also had the idea of avenging the pipa spirit, but they all knew that Yang Jian was difficult to deal with, and they would definitely not be able to deal with it without borrowing the power of the demon clan, so they didn't say anything, just waited for orders outside the hall.

Daji is too eye-catching.

Many of the demon clan generals around glanced at each other, intentionally or unintentionally, and many people were still ridiculing, and there was no lack of foul language in their words, but no one dared to speak out.

That is the red man in front of the saint Niangniang, and the saint Nuwa is already the last support and comfort of the demon clan.

"Sister," Xi Mei'er said in a low voice, "Let's go back to the cave first, I'm a little uncomfortable." ”

Daji thought for a while and shook her head lightly, "Our sisters' revenge is always up to us to avenge it ourselves, I always feel that Yang Jian has entered the Xuanyuan Tomb, but I don't know where he is." ”

"You can't go inside, can you?" said Xi Mei'er casually, Daji frowned slightly, but then denied.

"We've been looking into the inner layers for so long, and we don't know how to move forward. No matter how strange Yang Jian is, he can't pass it so lightly. Da Ji said softly: "My Xuanyuan Tomb lineage is not as good as before in this life, if we can defeat Yang Jian today, we can also raise our prestige." ”

I think a lot.

Xi Mei'er thought about it, didn't insist much, and sighed in a low voice.

She glared at a demon clan general with an obscene face not far away, whose gaze was wandering over her unscrupulously, as if the fairy clothes she was wearing were nothing.

The demon of Xuanyuan Tomb has lived in Beizhou for a long time, and he is almost decisive with the demon clan, so he is not familiar with such a thing.

Daji stood there quietly, the neon dress on her body wrapped her in the elegance of the Nine Heavens Fairy, and she really didn't know how she would charm Di Xin in the future.

In the stone hall, the three ancestors were all using their supernatural powers to search the heaven and earth of Beizhou, searching for Yang Jian's whereabouts.

In the stone forest filled with poisonous miasma outside Xuanyuan's tomb, the jade light flickered, and a figure slowly appeared, sitting cross-legged on a boulder, looking in the direction of Xuanyuan's tomb.

Yang Jian's teacher Yuding came for Qintian Baojian.

And not long after Yuding appeared, a girl in a light yellow short skirt sneakily flew from a distance, directly caught a big demon to search for souls, and then used his magical powers to attach to this big demon, driving this big demon into the Xuanyuan Tomb.

Yuding Zhenren seemed to see this scene in his eyes, and he didn't seem to care about it, just sat there quietly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and his head shook slightly.

What happened in the outside world was unknown to Yang Jian, who was fighting fiercely in the poisonous miasma in the inner layer of Xuanyuan Tomb.

He only went forward, fighting the miasma, slaying the demons, and splitting the land made of miasma with his axe, and piercing the chest of his opponent without a spear.

After dozens of rounds of fighting with the handsome and elegant man in white, the face of the man in white was full of violentness, and after being completely suppressed by Yang Jian's mountain axe, he scolded Yang Jian even more, without any style.

"You bastard! How dare you come here to commit murder! I must have eaten your bones and boiled your tendons!"

"Ahh

"Die!

The more angry he is, the more he loses his mind, the bigger the flaws in his movements, and the more Yang Jian fights, the easier it becomes.

I always feel that although this man in white is more 'complete' than other miasma spirits, more like a 'living being', this 'personality' is not stable, as long as the mood fluctuates slightly, the body begins to have some unstable ripples.

In the end, it's just a miasma.

Yang Jian dodged, and the man in white stabbed the air with a sword, and the sword body was suddenly hit by the back of the mountain axe.

This powerful blow made the man in white stumble suddenly, and Yang Jian held the handle of the axe with both hands, and slashed up diagonally, instantly cutting off the right hand of the man in white and his right arm!

There was no blood light, only a faint drifting five-colored miasma.

Yang Jian opened the mountain axe and cut off the arm of the man in white, and snatched the sword in the hand of the man in white with his splitting hand, and Xuan Gang forcibly refined it.

In the blink of an eye, this divine weapon that could trigger a powerful golden light changed hands.

The stunned look on the face of the man in white was not concealed at all, as if he was questioning Yang Jian: Can you still play like this in a fight?

"Give it back to me!" The man in white pounced angrily again, his severed arm flashing with a rainbow of light, and he was fully restored in an instant.

But he had completely lost his mind at this time, and he actually rushed towards Yang Jian empty-handed.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth showed a sneer, the mountain axe slashed and slashed, the man in white screamed, and a 'ten' gap appeared in his body, bursting out with dazzling light.

Seeing this, the surrounding miasma spirits immediately went crazy and wanted to rush towards the man in white, not to protect it, but to devour it......

"You dare to kill me!You're going to die!" The man in white yelled, "My master won't let you go!"

Yang Jian: ......

can say threatening words so plainly and without threat, this man in white is really a unique 'master' in the wilderness.

This is also because the man in white is too 'simple', he is not deeply involved in the world, has no city government, and his mind is like twelve or thirteen years old.

Master?

Among these miasma spirits, can there still be an existence above Da Luo?

Yang Jian was a little suspicious in his heart, and he reminded himself to be more careful, those strange spirits were attracted by the broken body of the man in white, and they surged towards this place like a tide.

Previously, Yang Jian and the man in white fought, and the man in white ordered these miasma spirits to retreat, and they couldn't get close for a while.

Following the five-colored glow, Yang Jian saw the jewel floating in the chest of the man in white, and knew that it was a heavy treasure condensed by a poisonous miasma, but he was a little hesitant to take it.

That's it, there is no good or bad treasure, and this poisonous miasma bead may be of great use in the future.

Yang Jian raised his hand and waved out a breath of Xuan Qi, rolled out the multicolored orb, opened a jade bottle, stuffed the poisonous miasma bead into it, and wrapped the bottle tightly a few times with Xuan Qi, and stuffed it into his storage magic weapon.

Wielding the mountain opening axe, taking advantage of those miasma spirits surrounding the remnants of the man in white, Yang Jian relied on the power of the divine axe to easily kill a way and rush into the ninth piece of land.

But gradually, Yang Jian was stopped again.

There are too many miasma spirits around, and there is no shortage of powerful humanoid monster spirits, and there are countless giant miasma spirits of the giant python class before, Yang Jian killed one, and three or five continued to rush over, and suddenly fell into a bitter battle.

Fortunately, Yang Jian was used to fighting hard, and he did not show his cowardice at this time, the mountain axe and the spikless spear were waved non-stop, the attack and defense were measured, and the fighting spirit was full of fighting spirit, and he was difficult to move forward in the miasma army with no end in sight.

In the fierce battle, Yang Jian also began to think about what the nemesis of miasma was.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor did not mention it, and Master Yuding Zhenren did not explain, but all things are mutually reinforcing, and there is always a treasure to restrain the miasma.

However, he didn't prepare before he came, and he wanted to find some treasure here, so it was really ......

Yang Jian's movements suddenly paused, and he suddenly put away the mountain axe, and held a bright long sword in his hand.

It was the sword that had just been obtained in the hands of the man in white.

Refining, urging, Xuan Qi poured into the long sword, and a touch of golden light quietly bloomed.

In the next moment, it seemed to be a golden black beam that broke through the darkness of heaven and earth, and that golden light shone endlessly, quickly 'steaming dry' the miasma spirit in front of Yang Jian!

A large area was vacated in front of him, and Yang Jian leaned forward, as fast as a phantom, intending to rush out of this ninth piece of land.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly, and it was actually a spiritual treasure, expressing gratitude and joy to Yang Jian.

The treasure is covered with dust, and it was originally held by the people who came here to break through, but it fell into the hands of the miasma spirit, and it was used by the miasma spirit, how can this treasure be willing?

Now that he has entered Yang Jian's hands, he has burst out with real strength after a little refining, but it is a spiritual treasure that does not lose to the Demon Slaying Sword, and the golden light has an obvious restraining effect on the miasma.

The golden light flashed, Yang Jian kept swinging his sword, and the miasma was like being chopped melons and vegetables, and there was no room for resistance.

Finally, Yang Jian saw the edge of this land, but he also saw the figure standing alone in the sky.