Chapter 637: True and False Strong
In fact, if you want to blend into the enemy camp, you don't have to use the method of change, or slow and fake to sneak in.
Just break it.
It may be that Yang Jian finally felt that he could be bolder, leaned forward, and the Xuan Qi formed the outline of a flying bird around his body, and the eighty-one Xuan Beads flashed slightly, and his body soared directly to extreme speed.
A moment later, the Black Spirit Realm had already appeared at the edge of the Divine Sense, and Yang Jian's speed had increased even more, which was already the ultimate of not using his Flying Feather Escape Technique!
The Chaos Sea was brought up by him with a wave, and when this wave hit the Black Spirit Realm, it also struck this incomparably magnificent Black Spirit Realm Great Array with a slight shock.
Then, a gap was torn through the large array, and Yang Jian's figure rushed into the Black Spirit Realm, carrying a billowing chaotic aura, like a comet crashing into the big city in the center of the Black Spirit Realm......
Originally, I came here to fight, and it was a waste of time to sneak around, so it was better to go directly to the Black Spirit Lord to provoke.
If the Black Spirit Lord can be defeated, killed, or subdued, that's a story for later.
Tearing apart the formation, smashing down strange low-rise buildings, chaotic aura and dust flew wildly, and all parts of the Black Spirit Realm suddenly fell into chaos.
Amidst the shouts and shouts, groups of Chaos Spirit Clans rushed towards the place where Yang Jian landed, and countless coercive pressures piled up towards Yang Jian's figure.
And when several Chaos Spirit Clans cast spells at the same time, the smoke and dust in the sky and the chaotic aura were blown away, and the figure standing on a rooftop waiting quietly held the spear, and his eyes swept towards the strongest people present.
He didn't do it directly, after all, the combat power present is likely to become his help in the future.
"Where is the Black Spirit Lord?"
"Is it you!?" The hoarse voice of the Black Spirit Lord came from the palace, and in an instant, thousands of Chaos Spirit Clan powerhouses broke through the sky and surrounded Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's brows furrowed slightly, and the Black Spirit Lord didn't show up......
Do you want these men to drain his strength?
"If you don't come, I'll go to find you," Yang Jian said leisurely, and his figure rose to the sky!
Jin Immortal, Da Luo, but the Quasi-Saint Realm Chaos Spirit Clan, who didn't have much strength, couldn't get close to him.
Dozens of streamers slashed towards Yang Jian, but very few could really cut it, even if it touched Yang Jian's mysterious body, it was just a shallow mark to Yang Jian's robe.
"Kill him!"
With a cold drink, there were five figures in front of Yang Jian, all of them were the strange faces of the Chaos Spirit Clan, but their strength was all quasi-saint realm.
The two of them pounced on Yang Jian, it should be mainly to cultivate the flesh, and the three of them kept waving a total of fourteen arms, and the attack brought a continuous roar.
The spear swept, and the tip of the spear brought out a long trace of light, and then there was a tsunami and landslide sound, and the light wave pulled out by the gun mark turned into a huge wave in the blink of an eye!
The two figures that flew in the huge waves resisted all the fierce attacks in front of them, and their power did not diminish at all, surging towards the remaining three figures!
Snorts, angry shouts, and screams of fear......
Yang Jian didn't seem to have the habit of standing and appreciating the power of his moves, and his figure rushed forward again, and after breaking through the huge waves, there was already a large array outside the Black Spirit Lord's Palace.
With a vertical split, Xuan Gang condensed into a hundred zhang spear, directly shattering the large array in front of him!
Still not out yet?
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, ignoring the dozens of figures chasing behind him, and the spear pointed obliquely, throwing out a hundred spear shadows at the main hall where the black spirit lord was located.
Many figures in the main hall fled in a hurry, the dome collapsed, a wisp of black smoke flew away, and the black spirit lord finally flew out of the ruins slowly.
It's finally here!
This master who can fight with the Xuandu ** division should be the top powerhouse in the Chaos Spirit Clan, and he finally appeared today!
"Xuandu City Yang Jian. ”
Out of respect for the strong, Yang Jian held the spear and shouted, and then his body was about to fly forward.
"Slow! I have something to say!" the black spirit lord scolded in a low voice, causing Yang Jian to frown, but still restrained the attack.
Yang Jian's gaze swept behind him, and the Black Spirit Lord spoke again, his voice hoarse, with some kind of mysterious rhyme, "Everyone retreats, without the order of this seat, you can't participate in my duel with this person." ”
The Black Spirit Lord's subordinates all cast fearful glances, saluted one by one, retreated, and gathered into a huge encirclement hundreds of zhang away.
Yang Jian looked directly at the Black Spirit Lord in front of him, and said indifferently: "I came here today to fight with you, in order to avenge your invasion of Xuandu City back then, if you don't want this place to be overturned, you can go to the Chaos Sea." ”
"Okay," the Black Spirit Lord agreed, but the figure wrapped in the thick black qi did not have the slightest posture to move.
Yang Jian frowned, what the hell does this guy mean?
Listen to the Black Spirit Lord asking, "Yang Jian, what is your relationship with the ** master of Xuandu City?"
"That's my uncle," Yang Jian replied indifferently.
"Hmph, I can fight to a draw with him, you are just his nephew, and you dare to provoke me," the black spirit lord laughed, making people furious when he heard it, "Do you want to die?"
This Dark Spirit Lord...... Isn't it a little too much nonsense.
"You'll know if you fight!" Yang Jian pulled his spear and was about to rush forward.
The Black Spirit Lord shouted again: "Wait! Before you die, I have something to say!"
Yang Jian was really amused by this guy, he should have rushed to the battle, but suddenly he also wanted to hear what this black spirit lord was doing.
"Be careful," Ao Xinke said, "Don't have any calculations...... Shh
Yang Jian hurriedly sent back: "What's wrong?"
"Husband, is this eaglet the spirit pet of Husband? ”
Yang Jian chuckled lightly and said to the Xuan Turtle Belt: "Be honest, I'll let you out to play after this fight." ”
The little guy who was chasing Ao Xinke's pecking seemed to have been immobilized, and he suddenly stood there motionless.
Yang Jian's divine sense had been observing the surroundings, so as not to be calculated by the other party, but the Black Spirit Lord didn't seem to be dragging time to launch some kind of big array, it seemed to be...... It's just dragging on time.
Seeing that there was no response under the black qi, Yang Jian urged: "Say it." ”
"Hmph!" the Black Spirit Lord snorted coldly again, "Are you really not afraid of death?"
"I'm naturally afraid of death, and I'm afraid of death," Yang Jian said indifferently, "If it weren't for the strength to suppress you, I wouldn't have been so reckless to break into this place." ”
"Really?" the Black Spirit Lord said indifferently, "It's only been hundreds of years since you last fought, how confident are you that you can suppress the deity?"
"Just try it and you'll know," Yang Jian was a little impatient, and took two steps forward with his spear.
The black qi trembled slightly, Yang Jian felt that he was a little dazzled, and the other party retreated a little without a trace......
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and walked forward again, this time striding like a meteor.
"Wait!"
"Stop!"
"Yang Jian, you really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
An ass in a lion's skin.
For some reason, seeing today's Black Spirit Lord, Yang Jian felt that something was wrong with this guy.
Previously, when the Black Spirit Lord persuaded the Mist Spirit Lord and the Rain Spirit Lord, he talked too much, and his temperament was too good, and when he attacked Xuandu City, the Black Spirit Lord was ruthless and decisive, which can be called the best example of people who don't talk much.
How could this kind of person be pretentious to the two Rain Spirit Lords and Fog Spirit Lords who were obviously weaker than themselves?
Or even a peaceful old man?
Yang Jian felt that something was wrong, so he rushed back to this place, wanting to explore the bottom of this black spirit lord.
At this time, Yang Jian approached step by step, this black spirit lord kept retreating, although the black flames around his body were still beating, they still exuded that fierce and terrifying killing intent, but it gave people an inexplicable disobedience.
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and the killing intent surged in his eyes.
"Hmph! I'm afraid you won't succeed in shaking this seat! It's just that I don't want to implicate the creatures in this city, so go out with me to fight!"
Didn't you just call yourself a Buddha-figure?
The Black Spirit Lord turned around and flew overhead, and Yang Jian chased after him from behind with a spear.
The surrounding groups of figures came with vinegar, intending to stop Yang Jian and follow the Black Spirit Lord, but they were scolded by the Black Spirit Lord.
"They are all waiting in the city!
Brag unblushingly.
Yang Jian picked up the gun and chased after him, wanting to see what kind of medicine this guy was selling in the gourd, he naturally wouldn't stupidly jump into the trap, as long as this black spirit master had a little abnormality, Yang Jian would directly pounce on it.
No matter what, he can't go back empty-handed today, either fight with the Black Spirit Lord, or kill some masters of the Black Spirit Realm, weaken the strength of the Black Spirit Realm, and facilitate the capture and domination later.
The Black Spirit Lord didn't fly fast, but it gave people a sense of arrogance that they had won and everything was not worth mentioning.
"Husband, I always felt that something was wrong with him. Ao Xinke said in a loud voice.
"I also think that this guy looks like an impostor," the corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, "It can't be the incarnation that someone threw here, right?"
"It's not impossible," Ao Xinke bowed his head slightly, "but you still can't be careless, husband must remember to be careful." ”
Yang Jian chuckled, and his figure flew through the big array of the Black Spirit Realm again, but this time it was from the inside out, following behind the Black Spirit Lord, all the way unimpeded.
The masters of the Black Spirit Realm gathered in the big array, but the Black Spirit Lord flew forward, as if to pull Yang Jian, a evil star, away from the Black Spirit Realm.
"If you have the guts, come with me!"
The voice of the Black Spirit Lord came from the front, and Yang Jian frowned, deciding not to continue playing with him.
Seventy-two changes!
A fire phoenix rushed through the sea of chaos, the flying feather escape technique was stimulated by Xuanzhu, and Yang Jian's figure rushed forward.
The black spirit lord turned his head to look, and there was a strange cry in the black air, and his body tried to escape forward, but he just flew for a short period of more than ten zhang, and was caught up by the fire phoenix from behind.
The fire phoenix mouth, the phoenix true flame was overwhelming, and in the blink of an eye, the black spirit lord was enveloped.
"No, don't!"
The Black Spirit Lord actually let out a hasty scream, and the black flames around him melted like ice and snow, and the Phoenix True Flame was fiercely inward.
So weak?
Yang Jian was a little surprised, he had improved so much strength in this retreat? The phoenix true flame turned into Xuan Qi could burn a strong man like the Black Spirit Lord to cry and call his mother?
"Husband, save him!"
Ao Xinke shouted in a low voice, even if she didn't shout, Yang Jian already had the idea of retracting the flames.
The fire phoenix circled, and the phoenix true flame retracted directly after burning out the rolling black gas, Yang Jian turned back into his real body, carrying the three-pointed two-edged gun to the bottom, and the tip of the spear was directly against the neck of the petite figure who was wrapped in layers of black veil.
"Who are you?"
The black shadow only had a pair of eyes exposed, and at this time it was full of panic, and said in a hoarse and mournful voice: "Spare your life...... I would like to offer the treasure and please spare my life!"
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and the thoughts in his heart gradually came alive.