"Ah, Erlang Zhenjun is fighting again, how can he be fighting a big seal this time?"

"Fantianyin? Zhenjun is really good, after finishing the immortals, he has already begun to kill the immortal treasure. ”

At the South Heavenly Gate, a group of immortals ran out to see the excitement again, and Tai Bai Xing was never absent, opening a cloud mirror for the toiling people of Heavenly Court, so that they could observe the heroic posture of a certain Heavenly Court Marshal up close.

It is also strange to say, no matter who Yang Jian fights with, no matter how turbulent the vitality of the Great War is, how distorted the Qiankun is, the situation of the Great War can be captured by Tai Bai Xing in the slightest.

Probably, this is the hidden secret of the legend.

"Fan Tianyin?" Tian Peng, who was hiding in the crowd, couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't this the big treasure of the first disciple of the Sect of Interpretation?

Several sharp eyes looked over, and the commander of the Tianhe Water Army shrunk his neck and smiled awkwardly at his surroundings.

In the cloud mirror, although Yang Jian looked a little embarrassed, he was not injured at all, and his power was much stronger than the previous battle with the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit here.

As soon as he made a move, he went all out, his fist crushed the void, the spear cut through the galaxy, and the fierce offensive attacked Fantianyin.

In the Fantian Seal, Yin Jiao's body twisted, and when he looked up, his sight and divine sense were cut off by the violent fluctuations of the Yuan Force around Fantianyin, but he was still laughing wildly.

It was a wild laugh at Yang Jian's provocation, full of hideousness, and it had confused his mind.

Yang Jian's Dao offensive with all his strength smashed on the Fantian Seal, Rao is Fantian Seal is extraordinary, very big, and was trained by Guangchengzi for dozens of yuan, and it was a little shaky at this time.

The tactics were broken layer by layer, and the mountain where Yin Jiao was standing was already full of cracks.

"Yang Jian, why did you kill my brother!

Yang Jian was silent, although the events of that day were passed on in the flood, but the actual situation was not passed on much.

Many people said that Yang Jian killed Yin Hong, and this Yin Jiao is afraid that he feels the same.

Yang Jian didn't know how to distinguish it, and he didn't bother to distinguish it, and the figure of the red sperm master appeared in front of him, as if he was dozens of years old, and his subordinates attacked a little more fiercely.

"Why don't you say it!"

Yin Jiao roared angrily at Fan Tianyin, Yang Jian didn't react when he heard this, and continued to swing his gun, collide, dodge and move, and rushed forward again.

In the eyes of those watching the battle, this situation was a wild bombardment that was so fast that it was impossible to distinguish Yang Jian's figure, and the Fantian seal kept shaking, without the slightest bit of power.

After several bombardments, Yang Jian faintly felt that something was wrong.

It seems that Yin Jiao's resistance is too weak......

Pausing the offensive, Yang Jian's divine sense looked at Qinglong Pass, and faintly saw that Qinglong Pass was quite peaceful, and the battle between all parties was stable, and he immediately calmed down.

"Yang Jian, do you really think that I don't have the magic weapon to restrain you?" Yin Jiao sneered, "A Dao Master told me that your weakness lies in the fact that your Yuan Shen power is not matched by your strong physical body, what do you think this is?"

Yang Jian was about to attack again, and when he heard Yin Jiao's words, an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart.

I saw Yin Jiao standing on the top of Fantianyin Mountain, holding a small bell with a foot high in his hand, and a trace of gray gas was wrapped around this quaint little clock.

Looking through hundreds of heavy formations, Yang Jian only felt that his body was full of holy coolness.

Downcast Bell?

Poop!

Yin Jiao has already sounded this bell!

Yang Jian's reaction was fast, Xuan Gang wrapped himself, the eighty-one Xuan Beads in his body bloomed brightly, and the vertical eyes on his forehead even opened instantly.

But it didn't work!

A strange and cold aura penetrated into his neck, Yang Jian only felt a tingling in his head, hairs on his body stood up, and a feeling of dizziness hit.

Hurriedly looked inside the spiritual platform, only to see that the tree of the primordial god was wrapped in a stream of gray gas, and this gray gas was eating away at the branches of the tree of the primordial god!

"For my brother's funeral!"

Yin Jiao roared angrily, and the power of the Yuan Shen burned wildly, urging Fan Tianyin to smash Yang Jian.

How could Yang Jian resist at this time? The figure was hit by Fan Tianyin head-on, and then pushed by Fan Tianyin, smashing towards a remnant star thousands of miles away.

The situation took a turn for the worse, not only did Yang Jian take him off guard, but the heavenly soldiers and generals who were watching the battle also pinched their sweat and lifted their hearts.

The bell was shouted out of his heels, called the Fallen Bell, and it was also a famous treasure in the wilderness, which was dedicated to hurting people's primordial gods and bad people, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of this young human race who looked like he had fallen into the devil's path with Fantianyin.

Fantian Yin flew extremely fast, and thousands of miles were only in a blink of an eye.

In ancient times, the stars were large stars with a diameter of more than tens of thousands of miles, which were transformed by the beard of the great god Pangu, and became a great array of heaven and earth, guarding the desolate world where the way of heaven had not yet grown.

After the dragon and phoenix first tribulation shattered the flood famine, there were many more stars, and they were much smaller, all of which were fragments of the flood floating in the void, different sizes, sparse and uncertain, and there was no formation at all.

Yang Jian was pushed by Fantian Yin, and what he hit was a 'star' with a diameter of thousands of miles, which seemed to be transformed by an ancient treasure mine, and it was black and extremely hard.

Boom!

Fantian Seal smashed on the north side of this star, shattering the star almost directly......

Yang Jian's figure was smashed into this star by Fantianyin, and the power of Fantianyin gathered around Yang Jian's body and squeezed wildly against Yang Jian.

Xuanzhu trembled, Xuangang almost rushed out of the epidermis, and Yang Jian's bones all over his body shone brightly, resisting the power of the Heavenly Seal.

"Crush him, crush him!"

Yin Jiao roared with a hideous face, ignoring the power of the shock that his Yuan Shen had to bear, and forcibly urged the Falling Bell again.

Poop!

Yin Hong's seven orifices were bleeding, but he was still laughing wildly.

Yang Jian, who was just about to gather his strength to push back against Fantianyin, suddenly stiffened his limbs, had a splitting headache, and was fiercely pressed into the dark star by Fantianyin!

"Ahh

Yang Jian couldn't help but let out an angry roar, but the Yuan Shen was blocked and stabbed by the Luoluo Bell, and he obviously had ten percent of his strength, but he could only barely exert one percent......

How to solve this scene?

Could it be that he was going to be forced to be defeated by a down-and-out bell?

It's really ironic, the power of the sect interception can't make him Yang Jian take a step back, however, the same junior disciple of his own sect who expounded the teaching, just by virtue of a magic weapon, made him so embarrassed.

Bite......

Suddenly, there was a soft sound from the spiritual platform, and Yang Jian's head was light and his eyes were bright in an instant, and the headache quickly subsided.

Looking down, Yang Jian couldn't help crying and laughing.

Under the Yuanshen Tree, the bronze tripod that was buried by the fallen leaves seemed to be swinging lazily, and a stream of clear air emerged from the ding, easily dispersing the gray gas wrapped around the Yuanshen tree, and wrapping the Yuanshen tree in a layer of white mist.

Yang Jian suddenly had the illusion that he could see thousands of miles, his divine sense became more and more agile, and the flesh and blood around him were all in his heart, firmly controlled.

With a muffled snort, Yang Jian's body suddenly burst out with extremely strong strength, and Fantian Yin pressed down violently, and this solid star exploded in an instant!

Yin Jiao was stunned for a moment, and through the information fed back by the Spirit of Fantian Seal, he didn't seem to crush Yang Jian......

He leaned forward, searching everywhere among the broken stars, trying to find the place where Yang Jian was.

"You're looking for me?"

Yang Jian said coldly, and his figure didn't know when it moved, and it had appeared directly above Fantianyin.

Yin Jiao looked up, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he rang the bell for the third time.

Poop!

Yang Jian's figure remained immovable, unaffected in the slightest, while Yin Jiao's mouth was spitting blood, and his face was extremely pale.

"Go and stay with your brother. ”

Yang Jian's voice seemed to be mixed with a light sigh, his right hand was holding a three-pointed two-edged gun, and his left hand was condensed with a stream of Xuangang.

The gun was handed forward, and the shadow of the gun fell like a shower, Yang Jian's eyes were slightly regretful, but he was ruthless.

Suddenly, his body swinged, and the three-pointed two-edged gun was put away by Yang Jian after the gun was released, and a giant axe was held in his hand, and his hands were held high!

Open the mountain axe!

Open the sky two!

Break!

Yang Jian was really anxious, otherwise it would be impossible to directly sacrifice his strongest offensive regardless of whether the Fantian seal was intact or not, and with the Dao rhyme that the Kaishan Axe has been cultivating, he hooked out the Dao rhyme of Kaitian.

He was not in a hurry or could not, because his divine sense had captured that there seemed to be a rolling heavenly fire above the Qinglong Pass......

Qinglong Pass, it seems that it will turn into a human purgatory in the next moment!

A moment ago, the place of the great battle in front of the Qinglong Pass.

Nezha Fierce Dou Luo Xuan can be regarded as attracting the most attention except for Yang Jian's battle against Fantianyin.

Compared with Nezha, who had just joined the Zhou army, at this time, the proud disciple created by Taiyi Zhenren already had the strength to make people look at it.

The action is decisive and fast, there is no shortage of magic powers, and the lotus treasure body has huge potential to be tapped.

Among the disciples of the Interpretation Sect, the only one who had any hope of chasing Yang Jian's figure was this young man who only wore a red belly pocket in his battle armor.

But at this time, Nezha fell into a bitter battle.

He tried his best, but he was never able to kill Luo Xuan, and Luo Xuan was more like teasing him, teasing Nezha with hundreds of flame incarnations, calm and relaxed, not panicking at all.

Or on the ground, Shen Gongbao said: "Luo Xuandaoyou, please hurry up!"

Luo Xuan took advantage of the trend, and the flames in the sky suddenly skyrocketed, and the original hundreds of incarnations multiplied dozens of times in the blink of an eye!

Almost instantly, more than 10,000 flame clones appeared all over the sky, densely packed, and it was impossible to count the exact number.

This more than 10,000 flames Luo Xuan raised his head and laughed, and the clones gave up Nezha in unison, and went straight to Qinglong Pass!

"You dare!"

Nezha roared angrily and hurriedly chased after him, but even if his body broke through his own speed, it was still difficult to stop Yicheng's clone.

"Hahahaha! Poor Dao is going to open this killing ring today!"

Luo Xuan's doppelgangers came all over the sky, and the words shouted in unison were like thunder, buzzing in the ears of mortals.

A wave of fire was the first to rush into the Qinglong Pass.

"Shoot the arrows!"

At the head of the city, Su Hu roared loudly, but Xiao Lan stared at it, forgetting what she could do.

But the arrows that fly out can't shoot the flame incarnation at all, and even if they do, it's just that the arrows spontaneously combust themselves.

Seeing that Luo Xuan's more than 10,000 clones are like a wall of fire, he is about to smash down Qinglong Pass......

Nezha went crazy, but he was powerless to return to the sky;

Yang Jian saw this scene, but he couldn't rush back for a while......

Right now!

Woo –

A wisp of Xiao sound entered the ears, and the waves of fire rolled up in the sky!

In a teahouse in Qinglong Pass, a woman wrapped in a Suyun cloak slowly walked out, holding a light blue Changxiao in her hand, and gently playing next to her thin pink lips.

The originally gloomy sky suddenly appeared with the sound of rushing water, Luo Xuan looked up with some confusion, but saw that the dark clouds that appeared above the Qinglong Pass at the beginning of the war had changed, and there seemed to be a lake on it, and there were streams of Xuanfa real water being poured down!

It's pouring rain!

At the same time, a thin film of light appeared above the Qinglong Pass, perfectly blocking Luo Xuan's incarnation outside the Qinglong Pass.

The light film shakes gently, like a water curtain that reflects the reflection of the pool of water in the sky.

The woman wrapped in the Suyun cloak raised her head slightly, with a shallow smile on her almost perfect face, this is a fairy born and raised by heaven and earth, gathering the most beautiful qi in heaven and earth, like a flawless jade, not eating the fireworks of the world, and causing ripples in people's hearts.

"Yaochi Longji, come to help Prime Minister Zhou. ”