It was as if the solidified sea of chaos was propped up by that high wall, and the sky was cloudy and the earth was cloudy.

Stepping on it, like cotton wool, as if the world and the years are all frozen, and when you look up, you can see that the 'sky' is just above your head, as if it will be pressed down at any time.

The root cause of this beautiful scenery is the high black wall.

It towered at the very end of this world full of human figures, and on it was surrounded by colorful walls of light, which cut off all means of exploration—divine sense, supernatural powers, and eyes, all of which could not be seen.

It was a magnificent array that Yang Jian had never seen before, resisting the continuous bombardment in front of it, and from time to time it would blow hurricanes and smash out heavenly fires, steaming up and burning out the crowded spirit clan in front of it.

If you look closely, there are still many treasures flashing in the big array, which makes the masters of the Spirit Clan army fall from time to time.

There weren't too many cries of killing, fear, despair, madness, and the great war here seemed to have never stopped from ancient times to the present, and those spirits who kept turning into powder were really like cannon fodder, and had no effect.

A steady stream of Spirit armies flocked into the battlefield, constantly taking over the vacancy in front of them, and flocking to the pitch-black city walls......

The more than a dozen Da Luo Golden Demons who were exploring the chaos kept saying something, and they seemed to be stunned by this meeting, and they were a little hesitant to join the war.

"Fellow Daoists, please go this way, the battle is deadlocked, let's hurry up. ”

The Spirit Clan Da Luo who was in charge of leading them whispered, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke followed directly, and the more than ten Da Luo Golden Demons discussed for a while, as if they didn't want to lose to these two Honghuang Terrans, and they also moved forward together.

"Please also lead the way. ”

"When you fellow Daoists see the Spirit Lord, please pay more respects. ”

The alien Da Luo smiled and commanded, and led them to fly towards the battle ahead.

At first glance, the endless heaven and earth were densely packed with endless alien figures, and their scale was dozens of times larger than the fighting methods of the millions of monks in the vast world.

But if you look closely, you can see that this vast number of spirit creatures are actually isolated from each other according to the four areas, and they are arranged into a large array similar to the four elephants, and the large array is also squeezing the walls of Xuandu City at all times......

Yang Jian sighed in a low voice.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Ao Xinke asked, concerned.

Yang Jian sighed: "The thought of fighting with them for the next ten thousand years, and maybe killing endless creatures with his own hands, was a little unbearable for a while. ”

Ao Xinke nodded lightly, except for holding Yang Jian's arm and leaning on Yang Jian's side, he didn't know how to comfort her.

At this moment, a voice as loud as a crow came from behind the two.

"Heh, the little guy of the two human races, if you're afraid, go back to the flood wilderness to practice! This is not a realm that you can get tired of! Shame on you!"

Yang Jian looked at it with horizontal eyebrows, and his gaze swept over the Da Luo Jin Demon with a handsome face.

Without saying a word, Yang Jian just moved a little killing intent in his heart, and the flying figure of the Da Luo Jin Demon suddenly stopped, and the phantom of colored feathers was tied up all over his body, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"Be careful when you speak, I don't want to kill the demon guard right now. ”

Yang Jian said lightly, and then walked forward with Ao Xinke.

The other Da Luo Jin Demon was just about to scold angrily, but the Da Luo Jin Demon hurriedly stepped forward and stopped the brothers from coming forward for him.

"No, don't ......"

This is a golden rooster into a spirit, cultivated into Da Luo in ancient times, because he was dissatisfied with the arrogance of some demon clan ministers in the ancient heavenly court, he entered the chaos with his friends, and never returned to the flood wilderness.

The golden's voice trembled a little, "I can't provoke him! Believe me, this person can't be provoked." ”

There were a few Da Luo Jin Demons who frowned, but there were a few Da Luo Jin Demons with contemplative faces.

A demon said in a low voice: "The Golden Rooster Lingjue is a gift, and it has avoided many disasters for us, so you can't believe it." ”

"This little Terran ...... What is the origin of the little friar, why haven't we heard of it before?"

"I'm afraid it's a ruthless person who has attained enlightenment recently, and I don't know which ancient powerful disciple it is, we haven't returned to the flood for a long time, and we can get little information, and we will know his details after a little temptation. ”

Jin Jijing couldn't help but think of Yang Jian's eyes before, and his Adam's apple trembled, "Still, don't try it." ”

Ahead, which alien Da Luo kept these in his eyes, and his attitude towards Yang Jian was a little more respectful, and he turned his head and shouted: "Fellow Daoists, please hurry up." ”

These more than ten Luo Jin demons followed from a distance, but they did not get close to Yang Jian and Ao Xinke.

Fortunately, after flying for a while, they merged with other Da Luo Jin Immortals who had just come from the Mist Spirit Realm, with a total of more than a hundred, and converged into a 'torrent' of masters that could not be ignored, and flew to a huge palace near the front line.

This palace is actually an innate spiritual treasure!

Yang Jian was slightly surprised, how many treasure materials does it have to consume to refine such a magnificent innate spirit treasure, and how long has it taken to advance to the innate spirit treasure?

That's all unknown.

In front of the hall, there are two words - fog spirit, there are a group of coolly dressed spirit women in front of the door to greet each other, in the eyes of Yang Jian and Ao Xinke, they are all beautiful women with foreign customs, but the cultivation is not bad, up and down the golden immortals, there are more than ten Da Luo mixed in it.

Obviously, the masters in the Mist Spirit Hall have all been sent to attack Xuandu City, and there are definitely more than these guards here on weekdays.

The ten alien Da Luo who had led more than 100 Da Luo to come bowed to the main hall, and then turned to leave.

Among the guards of these fog spirit lords, the alien woman with the highest cultivation stepped forward and made two salutes to the more than 100 big luo in front of her.

One is the elegant and dignified bow that is often done by the women of the Hong Wilderness, and the other is the bow bow that is commonly used by the alien spirit clan with their hands crossed over their chests......

Although the waves are turbulent, they are not exposed at all, which is also a good skill.

"Thank you for your help, the relics of Xuandu City should have been shared by the creatures of the Chaos Sea, and we will definitely be able to open the great array of Xuandu City this time!"

The alien woman said sonorously and powerfully, but unfortunately these Da Luo monks in front of her did not respond.

Most of these Da Luo were born in the wilderness, and most of them had participated in such a battle more than once, and they were all very calm at this time, and their eyes did not fluctuate.

"Fellow Daoists, please," the woman bowed and made a gesture of invitation, and the Da Luo entered the hall.

The main hall is like the crystal palace of the dragon clan, which is magnificent and quite extravagant.

Stepping on the ground paved with flowing light and crystals, admiring the crystal pillars that are like ice edges everywhere but with a certain natural beauty, Bai Duo Da Luo walked step by step to the depths of the main hall.

There was a curtain in the deepest part, and there were more than a dozen fierce Spirit Clan generals standing there waiting, and a few of them were quite anxious.

Obviously, this is the Misty Spirit's men, waiting here to 'distribute' reinforcements.

Yang Jian said to Ao Xinke: "Do you want to serve them in one pot?"

"Husband, there are seven or eight quasi-saints among them, and I can't see through two of them, so be careful. ”

Yang Jian nodded, "That's right, we haven't fought with the Spirit Clan, and we don't know what they are capable of." I thought it would be best to beat them to the bone at once, and we would be able to feel more comfortable after tens of thousands of years. ”

Ao Xinke chuckled lightly and leaned against Yang Jian's side, "You have the final say, if there is no strong enemy, don't throw me into your belt." ”

When she came out of the wilderness, she seemed to have changed her temperament a little.

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, stood still, mingled with Ao Xinke among the masters, and stood in a relatively close corner.

Behind the curtain that covered the prying eyes of the gods, a slender body could be faintly seen getting up from the soft couch and slowly saluting downward, doing the chest covering of the spirit clan.

I just don't know if this fog spirit lord is also turbulent but doesn't show it at all......

A touch of the Dao rhyme of the quasi-holy realm flowed, and this rhyme made Yang Jian's heart suddenly put away his contempt.

I'm afraid that this fog spirit lord is not shallow in cultivation, but he is also half a strong enemy.

Ao Xinke immediately said to Yang Jian: "She was injured, the injury was not light, Dao Ji was even a little damaged, and there seemed to be an indissolvable yin and yang force in her body. ”

Yang Jian immediately raised his eyebrows.

Could it be that Master Xuandu returned to Xuandu City in time and injured the Four Spirit Lords?

Then I heard the weak voice of the Mist Spirit Lord speak:

"Thank you Daoists for coming to help, now that the battle situation is urgent, I and the other three spirit masters have attacked at the same time, and the defenders of Xuandu City have already been injured, this should be an unprecedented opportunity. ”

Many Da Luo who came to help were shocked.

Yang Jian frowned slightly...... Are the other three spirit lords very strong? With the mist spirit lord, they can actually hurt the master of Xuandu?

Or, was the master seriously injured when he killed Qianhong?

Yes!

In order to kill Qianhong, the Xuandu Grand Mage turned into a black and white shadow, arranged the peerless fierce array, and gathered the strength of the six saints and several masters to 'trap' Qianhong.

And the inexplicably powerful axe he hit, the moment before he smashed Qianhong, he must have broken the formation arranged by Xuandu first!

It is also possible that Xuandu will be eaten by the formation because of this!

Yang Jian frowned, fortunately they didn't come late, otherwise Master Xuandu might really have an accident.

And the matter has come to this point, this fog spirit lord and these desolate monks and chaos creatures present, Yang Jian has to fight today.

Yang Jian pulled Ao Xinke's wrist, the latter seemed to have a mind-reading skill, and knew what Yang Jian was going to do at this time.

Without waiting for Yang Jian to speak, Ao Xinke had already let go of his own breath, and Sushui Taixuandao rhyme slowly spread, and there seemed to be a roaring stream in the hall.

"Oh?" "Oh?" the Fog Spirit Lord's voice was a little surprised, "I didn't expect that there would be such a master to help today, and I would like to invite this ...... Two of them came forward. Come and move the seats. ”

As soon as Ao Xinke's quasi-saint Dao rhyme appeared, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke suddenly stood out from the crowd, and the big Luo around them, whether they were born in the wilderness or born in chaos, all subconsciously retreated, and their faces were full of vigilance.

Yang Jian arched his hand to the fog spirit master, was snuggled by Ao Xinke, walked out of the crowd step by step, and sat down safely under the high platform and in front of the curtain.

The eyes of the more than ten Da Luo Golden Demons almost popped out at this time, and the Golden Rooster Essence patted his chest and said in a low voice: "Sure enough, I feel right, these two people really can't be provoked." ”

"Hmph, I thought this kid was a ruthless horn, but I didn't expect it to be the woman's doll. ”

"Silence, silence, even if it is a voice, and don't be careless, who knows what skills this woman has. ”

Sure enough, Ao Xinke turned his head to look at the Da Luo Jin Demon who had just said Yang Jian, with a little anger in his beautiful eyes, and the latter's face turned pale and he hurriedly lowered his head.

The strong are always strong, and in an environment as chaotic as almost disorder, the strong are more deterrent.

The Fog Spirit Lord said directly: "The two of you must be other conditions, it's better to say it quickly, the front is tight, and there is a lack of two masters like this to help." ”

"There is indeed a condition," Yang Jian nodded, and wanted to say domineeringly, 'borrow your head', but when the words came to his lips, it became true, "Fellow Daoists still refuse to meet?"

The Mist Spirit Lord laughed, "I was negligent. ”

With that, the curtains slowly lifted to both sides, and in an instant, the entire hall seemed to be much brighter.