The spirit masters of the Three Peaks Kingdom did not resist any longer, and the faces of those non-spirit masters were full of dead silence.

With just one shot, Yang Jian destroyed the Taoist obsession in the hearts of many monks, and even smashed the Dao hearts of those monks who originally followed the white-robed old man, so that Kong Xuan and their interrogation were much simpler.

Die or speak.

And Yang Jian, who had beheaded a Great Dao Saint, was sitting cross-legged in a corner of the Sanfeng Country as if he was nothing at this time, constantly searching the memory of the remnant soul of the saint in his hand.

There is a lot to gain, but not much to use.

The white-robed old man's Dao name 'Fengzhouzi' was the Great Dao Saint who surrendered to the strongest in Taisu, and before the strongest man went to hunt down and kill the Pangu God, he was ordered to lead dozens of Taisu traitors in the quasi-holy realm to wait in the sea of chaos.

Yang Jian already knew that the Pangu God and the strongest man had a big battle, and both sides were defeated, and the Pangu God fell because of this, leaving behind a lot of arrangements before the fall, and even did not hesitate to divide his Yuan Shen into three Qings, leaving some hope for the flood famine.

And although the strongest man was seriously injured, he was also silent for several Yuan Hui before he appeared to give an order to Feng Zhouzi.

This order is also very simple, that is, let Feng Zhouzi lead his troops to continue to lurk, although Taisu is destroyed, the flood still exists, and the war is not over.

As for how many supreme men lurking in the sea of chaos like Feng Zhouzi, there is no memory among the remnants of Feng Zhouzi.

There is only one message that is clear, that is, when Taisu was shattered, it was far from Feng Zhouzi who was sincere to the strongest.

And the strongest man is also quite ruthless, directly erasing the people with mediocre skills, and leaving behind all the great supernatural powers who can get into the eye......

However, Yang Jian did not find nothing.

In the remnant soul of Feng Zhouzi, he captured the figure and face of the strongest man.

It was a man who was not very outstanding in appearance and temperament, and even stood quietly in the sea of chaos like a mortal.

Only those eyes have a compelling sharpness.

This is the strongest person who single-handedly destroyed Taisu back then? The 'disciple' who became the heart of Old Master Mo and has been haunting him?

It should be this man, when he took the silence to extinguish the true fire, he rubbed his left hand with a palm, and it took seventy or eighty days to recover his left hand, and finally he could only rely on Nirvana to recover as before.

Is this the person who is hiding in the depths of the desolate and dark streams now?

Yang Jian kept thinking, his face was slightly solemn.

Compared to when he was injured in his left hand, his cultivation has not improved much, even if he has a newly cast three-pointed two-edged gun, now he goes to face that supreme man, and he will be crushed by the other party in one face.

However, the Tianyan Daozi, who had no choice but to get the two statues of water and fire that day, could use the Chaos Bell to join forces with the Sanqing Patriarch to stop this supreme powerhouse.

This is the gap in the realm.

Yang Jian can slash the Great Dao Saint, but he can't go through a few rounds in the hands of the strongest, and although Tianyan Daozi and the Sanqing Patriarch can only be equal to the two masters of water and fire, they can fight hard with the strongest.

In the final analysis, the hurdle of the saint realm must be overcome as soon as possible.

Sanctification......

Yang Jian's heart moved, and he began to search the rest of the memories in the remnant soul of this saint, and from the perspective of a bystander, he watched the 'life' practice of this Taisu saint, and also indirectly understood the Taisu world in which the Pangu God lived back then.

This look is three days.

Those who can become saints almost all have their own era and legend, and the same is true for Fengzhouzi.

Taisu lived in the center of the Chaos Sea back then, and the nine heavens and ten earths were full of cultivators, and the heavens and earths were full of worlds of all sizes.

Even, there are no mortals in this great world, all living beings are born for cultivation, and they have achieved a highly divided status based on their own qualifications and cultivation.

The monks strive to live forever and climb up step by step, and the great powers that have long been famous stand above all living beings, but they have to attach themselves to the saints, dividing the heavens and the earth into several large forces, and tens of millions of monks have been fighting for years.

Taisu is several times larger than the ancient flood famine, and the powerhouses of the Taisu period are much stronger than the ancient powers.

Yang Jian had already heard the process of Taisu's destruction from Mo Fuzi's mouth once, but from Feng Zhouzi's point of view, he could still experience a different 'story'.

That supreme man was too scheming.

Treating Taisu as a chessboard, when Taisu was at its peak, he deliberately smashed the tomb of the Taishi Sage into the Taisu realm, which led to the destruction of 'Taiji' and 'Taishi', and caused the Taisu monks to fall into panic.

Then this guy raised his arms and shouted, taking advantage of this general trend to stir up the storm, step by step became the master of one force, and through the pretext of 'uniting all forces against the strongest', he launched a war that affected all sides of the world in Taisu.

When the people of the past woke up, the situation was irreparable.

Is this supreme strong really the weakest of the nine supreme beings?

How tricky should the other eight be?

Yang Jian couldn't help but think of the miserable situation in the Taiji Hundred Mountains Tomb, where the heavens and the earth were randomly pinched by that big hand, and they became a floating slaughter of all living beings......

"Alas, how exactly should we be sanctified at the same time. ”

Yang Jian sighed and looked down at the white light in his hand.

With a slight shock, the last remnant soul of Feng Zhouzi was shattered by Yang Jian, and the true spirit was shattered and completely fell.

And because Yang Jian's shot was too domineering, Feng Zhouzi's treasure was destroyed, and all the treasures remained, which made Yang Jian quite disappointed.

Although this method of stacking forces is incomparable, it is a pity that there is always no loot after the war, which is really regrettable.

Yang Jian remembered the aura he had vaguely captured before, which seemed to be the opportunity to solve his predicament at this time.

Stars......

What's the use?

Yang Jian thought quietly, and unconsciously two days later, Kong Xuan and Chu Qi came to find him, and he returned from his thoughts.

Kong Xuan opened his mouth and said: "The Three Peaks Kingdom has been cleaned up, how to deal with those Taisu traitors?"

"They're hired?"

"I was frightened by your shot, and I recruited them," Kong Xuan looked Yang Jian up and down as if he was looking at a rare treasure, "You killed a saint, are you so calm?"

"What's the matter, I still have to jump around?" Yang Jian laughed, shook his robe, and slowly stood up, "Choose a few of these Taisu traitors and send them back to the flood wilderness, and hand them over to the saints and masters, and the others ...... Kill it. ”

Kong Xuan nodded, "Why don't you control their Yuan Soul and let them atone for their mistakes back then?"

"Brother Kong, what do they think?" Yang Jian asked rhetorically, and Kong Xuan was speechless.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "The monk is self-interested, and under the calamity, it is understandable to be attached to the strong. Taisu has come to an end, and it's time for them to go back to their own time. ”

"Master, does the Three Peaks Kingdom need to move closer to the Black Spirit Country?"

"Come close," Yang Jian nodded in agreement, looked at Chu Qi, and instructed: "Don't be anxious when you encounter such a strong enemy in the future, if you are in danger, you will save your life and flee back." ”

"Yes. Chu Qi bowed his head in response, his expression slightly gloomy.

"It's here, I'll continue to go back to retreat, Brother Kong, Lan'er, you help me persuade me more, it will take a few years for her to recover. ”

"Got it, you know in your heart that you Lan'er Lan'er, Feng Wu has a little place?"

Yang Jian was embarrassed, so he could only leave in embarrassment, and flew to the previous retreat place in Mosuo.

Sensing the location of the eaglet, I found that this little guy flew farther and was more 'stronger' than before, so he should have hunted the right beast for you.

Driving the Mosuo, Yang Jian was thinking about how to double the law and be holy all the way, and he didn't realize that time had passed, and he had reached that dark golden star.

The big array is still there, and there is still nothing unusual here.

Activating the Spirit Gathering Great Array, Yang Jian once again hid in the middle of the Great Array, sprinkling the Dao Phoenix True Fire, and continued to melt this huge dark golden star.

Wisps of innate golden qi permeated again, slowly surging towards Yang Jian, and were absorbed by Yang Jian's unrefusal.

At this rate, it will probably take more than a hundred years for the Undefeated Golden Body to become holy, and the days when the Eighth or Ninth Xuangong needs to be practiced are even farther away, and it also requires Yang Jian to constantly comprehend and ponder the Xuanhuang Immortal Dao Realm, which cannot be achieved by simply accumulating mana.

Unless, Yang Jian can also have a big battle with the saints who practice the Eight or Nine Xuangong, and fully experience the Holy Realm of the Eight or Nine Xuangong.

Closing his eyes, his mind turned back to the incarnation of the desolation, still in the form of the Bodhi ancestor, and walked around the mountains for a while.

The monkey practiced spells quite hard, but what Huoyun and Qingshan 'secretly' taught were all superficial Dao methods, which could control things, control clouds, and control magic weapons, and there were no really powerful magical powers.

The monkey is not in a hurry at this time, and Yang Jian is naturally not in a hurry, allowing the monkey to stay in this atmosphere for a few more years is naturally beneficial and harmless for his state of mind cultivation.

He preached twice more in the mountains, and more than two months after killing Feng Zhouzi, a group of masters of the Black Spirit Kingdom escorted a few Taisu traitors into the flood wilderness, which naturally caused an uproar.

Naturally, the matter of Yang Jian's killing of the 'white-robed saint' with one shot also spread quickly in the flood wilderness with the arrival of this group of Black Spirit Kingdom masters.

The Tongtian Sect Master appeared, took down the five Taisu traitors, and said that three days later, he would invite fellow Daoists from all walks of life to interrogate these people in the Wa Palace and solve the mystery of Taisu's destruction that year.

Sanqing and Tianyan Daozi naturally knew why Taisu was destroyed and how it was destroyed, but when these words came out of their mouths, it was naturally better to say them from the mouths of these Taisu 'relics', which was more convincing.

Of course, other arrangements will be made during these three days, so as not to make any jokes and damage the majesty of the saint.

Yang Jian's incarnation stayed quietly in Fangcun Mountain, although these things were lively, he didn't bother to participate.

And even if he didn't show up, there were also rumors everywhere in the flood wilderness about his deeds of killing the white-robed saint, and Yang Jian's deeds of killing the saint were one more heavy, and it also gave the flood monk an extra booster.

It is a pity that everyone in the world says that Yang Jian is incomparable in scenery and invincible, but few people know how heavy the burden on Yang Jian's shoulders is at this time, and the pressure on his back is huge.

In Fangcun Mountain, training monkeys who had just started their cultivation became the only joy of Yang Jian's cultivation.

And such a quiet day is a few years in a flash......

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