Chaotian Pavilion couldn't stop it, the heavenly soldiers and generals couldn't stop it, and the Dao Sect masters couldn't dissuade it, but in front of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, one of the six saints appeared to stop it, and finally made Yang Jian stop his pace.

Quasi-Tidao person.

Sanqing and the Daoist are to stabilize the way of heaven, and there are only two saints in the flood - Nuwa Niangniang and Zhun Tidao.

At this time, Zhun Ti appeared, and Yang Jian seemed to have no hope of entering the Lingxiao Treasure Hall today.

If you don't become holy, you will eventually become an ant, this is the common sense that the flood has come from ancient times.

But Yang Jian didn't seem to believe it......

Yang Jian walked up the stairs, and when he saw Zhun Ti, his face did not change in the slightest, and he still walked his own way.

The seemingly nonexistent smile on the lips of the quasi-Daoist gradually faded, as if he was a little annoyed that Yang Jian ignored him, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand was full of brilliance.

"True Monarch!" Li Jing suddenly spoke out on the side, cleverly stuck in the timing before the quasi-Daoist spoke, and even took a few steps down and stopped in front of Yang Jian.

Li Jing grabbed Yang Jian's arm and said busily: "Zhenjun, although the matter has come to this point, there is still a chance to slow down, don't really annoy His Majesty the Jade Emperor!

Yang Jian didn't say a word, raised his hand to push Li Jing's arm away, and stepped up again.

The Zhun Ti Daoist sighed lightly: "The Jade Emperor is the master of the Three Realms, if you see him being bullied by the monks, the order of the Three Realms can survive." Yang Jian, quickly retreat. ”

Yang Jian was still silent, no more than ten white jade stairs away from Zhun Ti, and behind Zhun Ti was the main gate of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

The word Ling Xiao is quite blinking.

"Yang Jian!" "The face of the quasi-Daoist was not good, "If you don't take the poor Dao in your eyes?"

With just a cold snort, endless immortal light suddenly appeared around the Lingxiao Palace, and an extremely strong coercion smashed towards Yang Jian, making the figures around Yang Jian a little closer to Yang Jian turn pale and crumbling.

The might of the saints!

But Yang Jian's figure only trembled slightly, and there was no difference.

The sound of waves echoing in his body, his left foot lifted and fell, and when his toes touched the white jade surface, this precious and sturdy white jade step directly turned into powder!

But Yang Jian's left foot didn't show any effort, and he stood lightly on this condensed powder!

Three orders in a row, all like this!

This scene really made the cultivators here look in a daze, and they didn't know how Yang Jian did it.

But Yang Jian did it, under the coercion of the saint, stepping on the white jade steps that turned into powder at the slightest touch, slowly but firmly, approaching the gate of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

Zhun Ti should have been really angry, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree suddenly burst into light, and the body of the saint who didn't seem to have much mana rippled out a mysterious and obscure rhyme!

In the next moment, the world has changed!

The Lingxiao Treasure Hall disappeared without a trace, the heaven and the earth turned into pitch black, and in the darkness, there were waves-like light constantly swinging, and a treasure was erected between this heaven and earth, which was the source of all light.

Under the treasure tree, the quasi-Tidao man wearing a sandalwood and purple robe sat cross-legged in the air, with a sad face and a compassionate virtue, and dozens of treasure lights were blessed behind his head, as if he was inseparable from the treasure tree.

This place is not an illusion, not a formation, but a general existence that ordinary monks do not understand.

The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who were in front of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall were all involved in this realm, and at this time, the urge to kneel down to the Po Sa Treasure Tree was full of hearts and minds.

And Yang Jian, standing alone in front of the treasure tree, was constantly invaded by the light waves from the treasure tree, but he was still standing there, like a reef where the waves kept crashing, not moving like a mountain.

"The sufferings of all beings are my sufferings, and the difficulties of all beings are all my difficulties. ”

"The bitter sea is boundless, you should turn back to find the shore, if you insist on going your own way, the poor road will ask you for your guilt today. ”

Yang Jian slowly raised his head and stared at Zhun Ti wrapped in a circle of aura in mid-air, with a slight anger surging on his face.

"Ask me about my guilt?

"Bold!" Zhun Ti opened his eyes and glared, and two pillars of light smashed down from the pitch-black sky, smashing Yang Jian's body violently.

Yang Jian did not bow his head, but instead moved half a step forward with great effort against the continuous waves of light gushing out of the treasure tree.

Yang Jian sneered and muttered in a low voice, but his voice became louder and louder.

"I am timid, and when I see an unreasonable saint, I bow down, and the saint is nothing more than a chicken. ”

"I'm bold, I see the tall sage still straighten my waist, and the sage is still no more than a chicken!"

"Since they are all local chickens and dogs, why can't I be bold!"

The Zhun Ti Sage looked angry, "Yang Jian, today is that you are so rude, the poor Dao can take your life and your master can't say half a word!"

Yang Jian's sneer became a little thicker, and he took another step forward.

But he didn't bother to speak.

The dignified saint master, at this time, he was angry and changed color, and he really wanted to let go of all kinds of worries and teach Yang Jian some lessons.

The treasure tree gently swayed its branches, and the sound of chanting suddenly appeared in the sky, and one by one figures walked out of the treasure tree.

Or an old man with a solemn face, sitting down out of thin air and reciting Western scriptures, or a rakshasa with a sword in his hand and wearing battle armor, gathered dozens of people and stopped in front of Yang Jian.

The quasi-Daoist clasped his hands together, and a beam of light with a diameter of half a zhang fell from the sky, enveloping Yang Jian's figure.

Yang Jian wanted to step forward again, but he felt that there was an invisible wall around him, unable to lift or settle, and his actions were somewhat restricted.

Ahead, more and more figures appeared under the treasure tree, and when the Rakshasa was enough to count seven seven and forty-nine, holding forty-nine kinds of blades, he flew towards Yang Jian.

The chanting sound became thicker and thicker, and the waves that could not be glimpsed rushed towards Yang Jian's spiritual platform, invading the Yuan Shen!

Yang Jian's Tree of Primordial Gods withered instantly, but fortunately, a dull bell rang in time, and Yang Jian's Tree of Primordial Gods was wrapped in a touch of cyan light, and a small dings slowly rose.

If the spirit is unharmed, you can deal with the enemy in front of you with peace of mind.

But when Yang Jian looked intently, he saw that the forty-nine rakshasas had also disappeared without a trace......

This should just be a supernatural power to attack people's primordial gods.

The face of the quasi-Daoist did not change in the slightest, and he didn't seem surprised that he couldn't take Yang Jian, but he just sat there with his eyes closed, and the chanting sound was not chaotic at all.

How is Yang Jian willing to be trapped?

A punch slammed into the edge of the pillar of light, but the pillar of light did not change in the slightest.

Yang Jian's brows furrowed, and he forgot to withdraw his fist, keeping his fist swing and stunned in place.

In the eyes of others, it was his punch that could not shake the pillar of light, but in fact, his fist had not yet been strengthened, but only touched the edge of the pillar of light, and his arm could no longer transmit force forward.

It seemed that the wall of light did not exist, and his body did not allow him to peek out of the pillar of light......

This feeling is very contradictory and uncomfortable, as if the world outside the pillar of light does not exist, and he can only be in the pillar of light, unable to use his fists to probe the world that does not exist......

Boundaries, rules!

This is the method of the saints, and it is unbelievable and helpless.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of the sage's mouth, and he sat peacefully under the treasure tree, listening to the chanting contentment.

No matter how strong Yang Jian's combat power is and how strong his physical body is, suppressing Yang Jian at the avenue level, Yang Jian can only sit and wait for death, and he can't deal with it at all.

Really?

Is that really the only way to stop there?

Why is there such unwillingness in the heart, why is there anger in the heart!

The broken sword in his hand, the body of the sword was trembling, and it seemed that he was also persuading Yang Jian to forget about it, and there was no need to be stubborn......

He is facing a saint, the apex of the Word!

Is it really invincible?

Can't you really go hostile?

The fist clenched in Yang Jian's right hand slowly retracted, his fingertips crackled, he clenched his teeth violently, and let out an angry roar from his mouth.

Rumble!

Yang Jian's body is like a dam bursting, like a mountain torrent!

The Great Array of Covering the Sea appeared at Yang Jian's feet, and with the roar, a touch of blue Dao rhyme flowed, and waves rushed out from all over Yang Jian's Xuan body, filling the pillar of light!

This pillar of light is like a transparent pipe, the waves in Yang Jian's body are gushing out continuously, and in a blink of an eye, it has not passed his figure, and in the next moment, the pillar of light that fell from the sky is completely filled!

The sea-covering array continued to shine brightly, and the thirty-six Xuanzhu in Yang Jian's body were shining brightly!

Not enough, not enough!

Xiao Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array!

Suddenly, a Dao starlight fell, and above the narrow but deep 'ocean' in this pillar of light, a broader star map was condensed!

There were thirty-six Xuanzhu in Yang Jian's body that flickered with light, although it was not as good as the thirty-six that fused with the Dinghai Divine Pearl, but it added a little more ethereal and dusty Dao rhyme.

The sound of chanting, I don't know when it has been drowned out by the sound of rolling waves;

The Quasi-Daoist under the treasure tree looked at Yang Jian, and when he saw the 'sea water' full of 'sea water' in the 'pillar of light', there was a little shock in his eyes, and there was also a little jealousy.

The whole set of Dinghai Divine Beads, the real saint's magic weapon, seems to have some kind of mutation with the Eight or Nine Xuangong, turning the energy of the magic weapon into Yang Jian's own ability.

"Sanqing ......"

Zhun Ti muttered in a low voice, and suddenly raised his hand a little in front of him, and the pillar of light shone brightly, and seemed to be a little more stable than Fang Cai.

However, it was already too late.

Yang Jian stood at the bottom of the pillar of light, took a soft breath in the turquoise 'sea water', and slowly closed his eyes.

The Sea-Covering Array and the Zhou Tianxing Dou Array are not exclusive, the two are distinct, one up and one down, one day and one place.

There seems to be some kind of connection between heaven and earth.

For example, a mountain that does not go around.

On the spine, the nine largest Xuanzhu suddenly began to gather light, and when the light gathered more and more, it became brighter and brighter, and suddenly evolved into a majestic and upright mountain.

As soon as the high mountain appeared, the eighty-one Xuanzhu beads in the body shook together, and the brilliance of the Tao was intertwined, and it was integrated, and the sky and the earth were related.

The waves rise into the sky, and the stars fall into the rain!

The two hedged each other to the extreme, and strands of Dao rhyme smashed everywhere, and the pillar of light that trapped Yang Jian began to shake constantly!

It's not enough, these means alone are not enough to break through the shackles of the saints!

Yang Jian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the spiritual platform was flooded with all kinds of artistic conceptions that he had comprehended when he had just fused thirty-six Xuanzhu beads in the tomb of the saint in Xuandu City not long ago.

Where did that world go?

Yang Jian looked down at his feet, a little realization appeared in his heart, and suddenly pointed to the sky, and the falling starlight stopped at the same time, and then pointed to the ground, and the great array covering the sea was hidden and invisible.

The surging waves quieted down and slowly descended, reproducing a world in this small place.

The Zhun Ti Sage frowned, and just as he was about to urge the treasure tree, Yang Jian stood between his heaven and earth, and slowly pushed out his right hand in front of him.

The pillar of light shattered silently, the waves rose again, and the starry sky flashed wildly.

But in the blink of an eye, endless waves engulfed the land, and the bright starry sky invaded that day!

Yang Jian stood between heaven and earth, lifted a broken sword, took two steps forward, but appeared strangely in front of the quasi-Daoist.

There was a crack in the Dao Tree behind the Zhun Ti Dao person, which made Zhun Ti face feel a little pain, but he had to take a half step back and try his best to protect the Seven Treasures Miao Tree.

When he retreated, all laws were scattered.

Yang Jian even took the third step, walked beside the Zhun Ti Saint, and stepped into the Lingxiao Palace.

For a time, the immortals were silent, and all beings in the heavenly court were in an uproar.