"Zhenjun, why bother?"

The Chaotian Pavilion Commander looked at Yang Jian, his eyes mixed with a little mockery, "I don't want to hurt the True Monarch incarnation, so it's better for the True Monarch to retreat." ”

Yang Jian's incarnation was a little 'transparent' at this time, which was a sign that Xuan Gang and Xuan Qi were about to bottom out.

It's the end of the crossbow.

"What's your name?" Yang Jian suddenly spoke, his words still very calm.

This commander bowed his hand to Yang Jian and said with a smile: "Chaotian Pavilion commander Guo Xinkui." ”

Yang Jian nodded and sighed lightly: "I rarely threaten others, yes to the demon clan, yes to the sect, and I should be to you today." But my incarnation really can't stop you, so I have to threaten you. ”

"Heh," Guo Xinkui smiled feminine and charming, as if he was really amused by Yang Jian, "I often hear others say that there are few words in the Zhenjun War, and today he even broke the vows for the poor Dao once, which is really a blessing for the poor Dao." ”

Yang Jian's eyes bloomed with a compelling light, and Guo Xinkui's smile suddenly froze on his face, extremely stiff.

"You have withdrawn today, and I am a stranger to you. If you touch the life of my friend Lu Chunyang today, I will not let you survive the sunset. ”

Falling these words, Yang Jian walked in the air and slowly walked towards this person.

Guo Xinkui's eyes narrowed slightly, arched his hand to Yang Jian, and replied: "The order cannot be violated, even if you want to offend the true monarch, the poor Dao should obey the order of the pavilion master, and kill the reincarnation of the Eastern Princes today!"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, and the avatar, which had been unable to support it for too long, suddenly rushed forward.

Guo Xinkui was always a little jealous, and he didn't dare to really break Yang Jian's incarnation, and his body retreated violently, leaving Yang Jian's incarnation behind him easily.

At this point in the war, Yang Jian's incarnation was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't explode at all, and he couldn't use his magical powers.

Yang Jian didn't know how many people were watching this place at this time, looking at his embarrassed appearance with his magical powers from a distance, but he didn't care......

At this time, the heart is already a little cold, and if this cold heart turns into a cold heart, it is inevitable that there will be a killing robbery today.

Today, he may really not be able to protect Lu Chunyang......

Today......

Yang Jian suddenly roared, and his incarnation rushed towards Guo Xinkui like a meteor, his face was full of anger, and this anger almost ignited heaven and earth.

Guo Xinkui frowned slightly, this evil cultivation skill was also endless, and suddenly turned into dozens of blood-colored spears, the spears were staggered and crossed, turning into a cage, and directly stopping Yang Jian's incarnation.

This evil cultivator sneered for a while, turned his head and pounced on the Qingfeng Lan Mountain Protection Array.

"Big brother!"

A familiar voice came from the clouds, and several figures fell quickly.

Yang Jian turned his head suddenly, glared at the few people who flew in, and let out a low roar in his mouth: "Go back!"

It was not someone else, it was Nezha, Lei Zhenzi and Huang Tianhua who broke through the barrier of Nantianmen, and there were a few figures faintly chasing after them, all of whom were the leaders of the three generations of disciples who had been fighting behind Yang Jian for many years and expounding the teachings.

Yang Jian's low roar caught the first three people off guard.

"Senior brother?"

Nezha glared at Yang Jian and shouted, "Senior brother, we're here to help you!"

"Go back!" Yang Jian's face became more severe, although his body was already uncertain, and he was trapped in a cage made of blood-colored spears, but Yang Jian's majesty was still there.

Yang Jian said indifferently: "Today's matter has nothing to do with you, if you still recognize me as a senior brother, don't interfere." ”

"But, senior brother, why should we be afraid of them!" Nezha spoke a little unfavorably.

He didn't understand, and he didn't know why they broke through many obstacles to come here, but they were so reprimanded by Yang Jian.

"Today, I can't save a friend, if you fold here again, do you want me to feel guilty in this life or whatever!"

Yang Jian's voice trembled a little, and he slammed his fist on the spear in front of him, directly shattering the cage around him, and almost roared at the sky: "Go back!"

Nezha gritted his teeth and fled directly to the southwest on the Hot Wheels, "I'll invite Master to come!"

Huang Tianhua was about to rush down without saying a word, but Lei Zhenzi grabbed his shoulders and forced him back.

Those disciples of the three generations of the Interception Sect who flew to support also stopped their steps, stared at Yang Jian's figure one by one, and slowly retreated.

Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned around and took a breath, and his avatar fell sharply downward.

Nezha and the others' cultivation has always been a little insufficient, even if they join forces, they are not the opponents of the Chaotian Pavilion Commander, if they can fight Guo Xinkui, Yang Jian will naturally not stop it like this, but if it is......

It's just that his own strength is insufficient, and he can't save Lu Chunyang, and then let a few junior disciples who have entered the heavenly court and practice with peace of mind lose their lives and future, what is it?

Isn't that too selfish?

After all, it was himself who was friends with Lu Chunyang, and he had no right to kidnap Nezha and them to take this risk.

If he agreed to the assistance of Nezha and others, where would he put Lu Chunyang?

The sound of the wind in his ears was constantly whistling, Yang Jian's vision was slightly blurred, and the large array below was already swaying and about to collapse completely, and the blood-robed evil cultivator was attacking continuously, and he didn't pay any attention to Yang Jian.

Finally, Yang Jian's figure was in front of the mountain protection array, staring at the figure of the evil cultivator.

"Yang Jian! Enough! You go! I want to break off with you!"

Lu Chunyang shouted in the formation, but Yang Jian turned a deaf ear.

"Zhenjun, why is this so?" Guo Xinkui sneered, his five fingers probed down, and the Dao beam bombarded Yang Jian's body, not hurting Yang Jian's incarnation in the slightest, but shaking the mountain protection array.

It's just an incarnation, if it's dead, it's dead, anyway, the power of the primordial god will stay here and wait for the body to collect, and what he loses is only a little Xuan Qi and Xuan Gang.

"I can't hold it!"

"Fight with them!"

"Master, I will destroy the primordial gods today, and I will not be humiliated like this!"

In a trance, Yang Jian felt that there was an air below, and a fresh breeze blew and poured into his neck.

A flash of sword light suddenly erupted below, and hundreds of attacks came from the bottom up, but it was the mountain monk Jedi counterattack, fighting with all his might at the moment when the big array was broken!

The middle-aged Dao Gu of Chaotian Pavilion scolded coldly: "Form a formation!"

Guo Xinkui's face was hideous, and with the pleasure of revenge about to be avenged, he laughed more than a dozen times, and raised his hand to point downward!

"Destroy the immortal gate here!"

The offensive was like rain, hundreds of figures in the sky and the ground were fighting in a staggered manner, streamers pierced the sky, and the earth roared......

Yang Jian grabbed the spear in his hand and wanted to move forward, but was grabbed by a hand and thrown to the ground.

Lu Chunyang's figure jumped past Yang Jian, turned into a sword, and pounced on Guo Xinkui at the same time as the head of Qingfeng Lan.

Yang Jian was just about to struggle to get up, but he was pressed by two small hands on his shoulders, his legs were weak, and he sat cross-legged on the ground without arguing.

"Zhenjun, that's enough, you don't want us to be unable to repay your kindness in the next life. ”

He Peony stood beside Yang Jian, raised his hand to press Yang Jian to the ground, and two fairies from Qingfeng Lan came over on the side, carving a formation on the ground, trapping Yang Jian, the incarnation who had lost the strength to fight, here.

"Zhenjun, thank you for protecting us. ”

"Zhenjun is really handsome and powerful," the two fairies said with laughter, "I really envy the princess of Wanzhi in the East China Sea." ”

He Mudanan wiped the corners of his eyes and looked up at the fierce battle in the air, "Zhenjun, I offended today, I will accompany him to meet the enemy." ”

Yang Jian's voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a low voice: "Even if my incarnation is broken, it's nothing...... They may be jealous of me, if I protect Brother Lu......"

"True Monarch ......" He Peony wanted to speak and stopped, and finally just smiled sadly, lifted a fairy sword, and his figure turned into a streamer and rushed into the air.

"We're also going to help with the fighting," the two fairies of Qingfeng Lan bowed to Yang Jian.

One of them said in a low voice: "If the true monarch can protect those disciples underground, I will repay the kindness of the true monarch when I become a cow and a horse in the next life." ”

After that, the two girls made a bow and went to the place of chaos together.

Yang Jian could only watch, he could only watch at this time, he couldn't get out of the formation, he could only keep watching.

Watching the figures in the air continue to fall, watching the two female immortals who had just flown to the big battle falling one after another, watching He Peony in the bloody array, and watching Lu Chunyang being hit by several streamers and breaking the fairy sword......

"Ahh

Yang Jian raised his head and roared, and suddenly raised his sword to slash his neck, and the incarnation was directly shattered.

It was dark in front of him, and his mind returned to his body in an instant.

In the Chaos Sea, inside the flying boat, Yang Jian's left hand against the wall of the boat trembled slightly, and streams of mysterious qi frantically poured into the flying boat, and the large arrays of the flying boat were constantly flickering, as if they would break open at any time......

The choking sound in his throat made Ao Xinke's little hands tremble, and he couldn't help but have red eyes.

She didn't speak, just hugged Yang Jian tightly, trying to soothe Yang Jian's mind that was on the verge of going berserk at this time.

"How much longer...... How much longer!"

"Three moments. ”

Yang Jian closed his eyes tightly, as if enduring some kind of pain.

There was a sudden resistance in front of him, and it seemed that this piece of heaven and earth had begun to reject Yang Jian again, but Yang Jian's combat power at this time had increased dramatically compared to leaving, and this kind of rejection had nothing to do with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian stood up suddenly, and Ao Xinke hurriedly hugged Yang Jian, "Husband, we will definitely be able to rush back!"

"You go to the pilgrimage ancient road, go back to the Dragon Palace and wait for me," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, slowly breaking away from Ao Xinke's hands, and his body rushed out of the flying boat, and flew away quickly in the direction of the Flood Wilderness Wubu Continent.

Seventy-two changes, flying feathers and flying in the air, there is not much difference in speed from the speed when flying in the boat.

But fast and half instantaneous, slow and half instantaneous, it doesn't make much sense at this time......

The fire phoenix crossed the sky, cutting through the chaotic aura, and seemed to be about to sweep the entire heaven and earth.

I don't know how long it has been flying, Yang Jian didn't feel how long the time was, or how short it was, his Dao heart was full of anger and resentment at this time, and the only thing that kept his sanity from collapsing was the only glimmer of hope......

He can't mess with himself, he must keep his sanity, otherwise Lu Chunyang may really be doomed.

In front of him, Yang Jian broke into the void outside the Five Continents of the Flood Desolation, and also broke into the confinement of the Flood Desolation Heavenly Dao.

An invisible wall blocked in front of him, Yang Jian ignored it, directly knocked the barrier of the Heavenly Dao away, snorted lightly, and the Xuanzhu around him lit up with light, and the power of the barrier of heaven and earth suddenly disappeared.

But Yang Jian's body inexplicably appeared around the Dao Dao black and red aura, which was the karma of the Heavenly Dao logo.

Breaking into the land of Wubu Continent, Yang Jian was surrounded by black clouds in front of and behind him, and the thunder flickered, as if he was going to chop Yang Jian, and he was afraid of angering Yang Jian......

In this way, with endless black clouds, Yang Jian rushed towards the border between Dongsheng Shenzhou and Zhongshenzhou.

The power of the primordial god that he left there was pointing out the direction, with rolling black clouds and endless thunder, with a long howl like a mournful roar, Yang Jian rushed to the sky above Qingfeng Lan.

There was no figure below, and the remaining fluctuations of vitality confirmed that there had been a great battle a moment ago.

Several mountain peaks have collapsed, and the main peak has collapsed downward, Yang Jian scattered and changed, turning into a human body, and the power of the primordial gods on the ground returned on its own, but with pictures that Yang Jian didn't want to, didn't dare, and didn't want to see.

Falling on the main peak, standing next to a broken sword, the big stone on the ground was stained with blood, and what appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes were two figures hugging together, pierced by hundreds of bloody blades falling from the sky, and engulfed by a blood-colored flame......

Yang Jian sat down on the ground, his fingers crossed the broken sword, and he was stunned for a while at the broken sword, and then slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took......

"Brother Lu, I'll take you to them to ask for an explanation. ”

Holding the broken sword, Yang Jian's figure slowly stood up, and the aura around his body grew from nothing, from existence to prosperity, distorting the universe and suppressing the Dao rules, and it was like a volcano erupting, rushing straight to Xiaohan!