Yourself this is ...... Not dead?

Obviously, at that moment, at least dozens of monks above the golden pill struck angrily, and even if he was not beaten into a sieve, there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

But it was just a flash of effort, and he and Master Wen's nephew arrived here, and there were two immortals sitting in the clouds, and one of them even bowed to himself......

'Help me'?

"Are you Yang Jian's master?" Fu Dongliu subconsciously asked, and then quickly changed his words and smiled awkwardly.

Only then did he take a closer look at Yuding's real person, and found that Yuding's face was not handsome, but it was also very attractive, and it gave people a sense of honesty and steadfastness, as if it had been washed into lead, and it had precipitated countless years of calmness.

It's a sense of calmness that makes you feel safe, and there's no sense of oppression.

And the other old man, sloppy and sloppy with a thief's eyes, raised his hand and touched a moustache, and smirked at himself......

Fu Dongliu looked at the real person of Yuding again, and felt that this was a person among the immortals!

Fu Dongliu rushed to Yuding Zhenren and said: "Thank you seniors for rescuing, Brother Yang, he is being hunted down, why...... Why don't you go and save him?"

And the little county lord also came back to his senses, looked at Yuding in a daze, but didn't know how to speak for a while.

Before Yu Ding could speak, the old man picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "What can you save? What can you save? The following is the kid who launched a net to chase and kill Yang Jian, and it is not the handiwork of Yang Jian's master?

"This ......"

Fu Dongliu's eyes were a little dazed, and then he smiled bitterly, probably understanding the cause and effect.

The Heavenly Rift Valley Daozang, which made the secret realm monks crazy, seems to be nothing.

Thousands of monks were involved, causing the culprit of the intensifying pursuit on the earth to be in front of him, and it turned out to be Yang Jian's master.

And all this is just an experience arranged for Yang Jian.

I pity myself for sacrificing my life to repay Brother Yang for his kindness to the sect that day, and the girl next to me is also thinking like this, all of them have the heart of death.

Yuding turned his hand and made two cloud chairs, and said softly: "Please rest here for a while, and ask the two of you to help me solve the misfortune in my heart later." If there is any offense in this matter, I am here to apologize. ”

"Haha," Fu Dongliu looked up and laughed, his laughter was mostly helpless and desolate, "In the end, I'm just stupid." Thank you seniors for saving your life!"

He didn't twist, he took two steps on the cloud and sat down on the cloud chair.

And the little county lord was a little angry, but looking at Yuding's real person's bearing and appearance, he really couldn't get angry, and thought that this was Yang Jian's master, so he lowered his head and sat next to Fu Dongliu.

Although Yuding saved them and apologized twice, these two people were still a little awkward in their hearts.

But I heard the old Taoist point to the two of them: "Don't complain, this is the creation of the two of you." This is the real person of Yuding, who expounds the twelve golden immortals and hides the deepest in him, and is also a first-class supernatural person in today's flood wilderness. ”

"The seniors are serious," Yu Ding drifted over with a look.

The old Taoist spread his hands and sat there without saying anything more.

Although the magic power is not as good as Yuding at this time, this old Taoist is not afraid of him anything, after all, he is seriously injured, and he is almost certain that he can escape in the hands of Yuding real people.

Fu Dongliu and the little county lord glanced at each other, and they both saw each other's wry smiles and blankness.

Yuding real people drew a circle casually, but this was a means of observing the fog in the clouds, and the water rippled in the circle first, and then gradually there was a picture.

In the picture, Yang Jian fought and retreated, killing a chasing soldier behind him by throwing stones in the simplest way.

Seeing that the monks and flying boats were about to close the circle, Yang Jian concentrated on escaping, and then occupied the terrain and attacked again with gravel.

Compared to his battle in the secret realm, Yang Jian at this time no longer had the slightest scruples.

Whoever wants his life, must be prepared to be taken by him!

"Teaching......

Fu Dongliu's gaze retracted, knowing that there was a real immortal here, so he naturally didn't have to worry about Yang Jian's safety.

The difference between immortals and mortals, in this big world, is as difficult as the sky.

The old man smiled: "I haven't heard of the teachings? This big world is really hopeless." Daomen should always know, right? Have you heard of the three sects in Daomen? This is a disciple of a saint, a saint, that's it!"

"Saint!" Fu Dongliu's eyes widened, and he almost popped out of the cloud chair.

Yuding looked at Lao Dao a little helplessly, how could he not know that Lao Dao was sarcastic about him?

Yuding pondered a little and told the truth of the matter:

"Arranging this experience is also a helpless move. I have great luck in vain, but I am one of the victims of the next calamity, and I have tried to change his life, but the fate has been decided. ”

"Three or four generations of disciples under my exposition sect are all people with profound blessings, and most of their cultivation is to meditate in the mountains and attain enlightenment. ”

"But I'm going to deal with the immeasurable calamity, if I cultivate in the mountains, even if the cultivation is high, I'm afraid that when the calamity comes, it will be a ruin, and I must go through a lot of experience. ”

"At this time, my disciple's cultivation is still weak, so I support it here. When he has the power to protect himself, he still needs to break through by himself, fight hard, and fight for his own opportunities. ”

can let Yuding Zhenren explain so many words in one breath, Fu Dongliu can be regarded as proud of himself for the rest of his life.

It's a pity that Fu Dongliu has a stubbornness in his bones, and he said angrily: "But like this, although I say this is a bit offensive, your family's disciples are disciples, but other family's disciples are not?"

Yuding sighed lightly and couldn't say any more, but this time it was really unreasonable.

And that old Taoist can't see it, how can the twelve golden immortals not be said by a monk?

"You kid really don't know anything! Although this real person has tempered his disciples with the help of many monks, these people who died were all killed by their own greed!"

Lao Dao snorted, "Besides, this real person has set up a large array, and with the blood condensed by the death of these monks, he will feed back this heaven and earth, so that this world can survive for another thousand years!

Fu Dongliu's body trembled when he heard this, and he looked at Yuding with a complicated gaze, and finally could only sigh......

"Oh no! he's in trouble!" said the little lord suddenly.

Among the four, she was herself, staring at the cloud mirror.

But in the cloud mirror, the group of monks who were chasing behind Yang Jian were swept away by several old men waving their sleeves, and these old men were not protecting Yang Jian, but instead waved a few streamers at Yang Jian to suppress him.

Fu Dongliu snorted in a low voice: "It was the masters of the older generation who made the move! I have seen a portrait of this person! I said that he would die a thousand years ago!"

"It's okay," Yu Ding's voice seemed to have some kind of soothing power, "My disciple Xuangong protects the body, and those who have not become immortals must not be seriously injured." ”

As soon as Yuding's voice fell, in the cloud mirror, Yang Jian was hit on the back by a golden shuttle, Yang Jian's blood surged, and he lowered his head and spewed blood......

That Jin Shuo is an immortal treasure that surpasses the realm of magic weapons!

"Huh!" Lao Dao couldn't help but turn his head away, shrugging his shoulders in various ways.

Yu Ding's face was also gloomy, his fingers moved slightly, and the golden shuttle exploded with a snap, scaring the person who made the golden shuttle covered in white sweat.

And Yuding raised his hand again, and a black light flew under the clouds......

In the cloud mirror, the figure with an old face came from all directions, and the aura became stronger and stronger.

Yang Jian couldn't fight, so he could only run away again, but these old men did not attack each other, but forced Yang Jian to flee in a certain direction with a tacit understanding.

Sky Rift.

The black light released by the jade tripod shuttled through the clouds, following closely behind Yang Jian, ready to fall at any time.

And on the road ahead of Yang Jian's running, more than a dozen old men who were like immortals shot out and arranged a large array.

Yang Jian didn't know why, so he rushed in, only to feel that the sky was spinning for a while, and his figure flashed and disappeared......

Reappeared, Yang Jian and the sleeping Liuya in his arms were unscathed, and when he looked around, he found that he was in a barren mountain and a wild mountain that he had never been before.

There was black gravel under his feet, and when he looked up, a series of figures appeared in front of him, and there were nearly a hundred old people.

"Get in. ”

An old man with a high crown said coldly.

Yang Jian turned his head to look, but saw a gloomy canyon behind him, the canyon was filled with black fog, and there were bursts of ghost crying.

Although the aura of this heaven and earth is about to dry up, these old guys who have cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years are not stupid.

The six girls in Yang Jian's arms, as well as the rumors of the Rift Valley Daozang that day, all of them were strange, and they asked Yang Jian to take the six girls into the Heavenly Rift Valley, and they also had the heart to let Yang Jian explore the way for them.

If there is really a Dao Treasure here, in their opinion, it will not be a trouble to take Yang Jian, and it will not be too late to make a move when the time comes.

Seeing that Yang Jian did not move, the old man shouted again: "Go in! or die!"

"Dead?"

Yang Jian smiled coldly, slowly raised his head, sweating profusely so that his long hair no longer fluttered, but his eyes were aroused by the arrogance that had been hidden in his heart for too long.

"What are you? Dare you let me die?"

The high-crowned old man was not angry at all when he heard this, and sneered: "You just have some brute strength, and you want to get some opportunities, but you don't have any ability. ”

"I don't have any skills?" Yang Jian pointed at the old man and scolded angrily, "You so-called seniors, let those disciples and grandchildren who have cultivated to be weak use their lives to test my methods, this is the ability? Hahaha! It's just some chickens and dogs! What am I, Yang Jian, afraid of you!"

The old man's face was full of anger, and he smiled: "Really if I beat you and don't die?"

At this moment, a black light rushed out from the Heavenly Rift Valley, and with a bang, it was inserted in front of Yang Jian.

Those old men's eyes widened, but they saw that in front of Yang Jian, a long sword with a black light flashed all over his body was inserted into the stone, and he was trembling lightly at this time.

Yang Jian didn't even look at it, raised his hand and grabbed the sword.

Anyway, it's a desperate situation, and what if this long sword with a strange way is some kind of soul-devouring demon soldier?

Boom!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the murderous intent on it soared into the sky.

Yang Jian held the Liuya in his arms with his left hand, completely unaware that Liuya had woken up at this time, and was looking at himself with a pair of eyes that he had never seen before, with a little appreciation, a little dazed, and a little gentleness in those eyes.

"Come on!"

Yang Jian shouted angrily, angry into the sky, and pointed at his long sword obliquely, as if this day and this place could not contain the fighting intent in his heart!

"If I don't kill all of you miscellaneous veterans today, I, Yang Jian, will change my name to Yang Jian in the future!"

The high-crowned old man waved his sleeves violently, and a flash of green light shot at Yang Jian, and the world was reflected in turquoise......