Heart-rending lungs, pain into the bone marrow.

Yang Jian was thrown into the divine light of the Chaos Bell by Kong Xuan, and he was desperate to rush to the doctor, but he told Yang Jian two things.

First, the 'Ninth Man'.

Yang Jian's heart was shaken inexplicably, he thought of the iron plate engraved with 'Jiu', and subconsciously told him that it was the 'nine' that Kong Xuan said.

There must be a secret in this!

'You are the ninth and last', 'There should be nothing you can't do'......

What is the meaning of Kong Xuan's words? This was left to Yang Jian to confirm by himself, and one wild assumption after another appeared in his heart.

But as soon as Tianma stepped into his hooves, Yang Jian's body began to bear the tear of Chaos Zhong Baoguang, he was like a piece of paper, being rubbed by dozens of big hands at the same time, trying to knead him into a ball of flesh and blood!

"Humph!"

Yang Jian snorted in pain and did not roar. This kind of pain is still imposed from the outside, and it is only a small drop in the bucket compared to the pain experienced when Xuan Gong exchanged blood and tempered the Xuan Body.

Pushing and shoving with a few forces, he forcibly sat up cross-legged, and the pale yellow robe on his body bloomed with debut brilliance, but these brilliances continued to sway under the pull of the power of the Chaos Bell, and it seemed that they could be destroyed at any time.

Both hands quickly pinched the sigil, intending to attract the starlight, but there was not even the slightest light around, let alone the starlight?

Without the starlight protection body, Yang Jian had to silently adjust the Xuan Qi in his body, while suppressing the eruption of the power of the Xuan Turtle's blood, and on the other hand, letting the Xuan Body evenly withstand the surrounding tears and rubbing, and repairing the shoulder that was crushed by Kong Xuan.

After stabilizing a little, Yang Jian looked around.

There is no light, no bounds, no bounds, like nothingness.

He didn't know where he was, only that he was thrown into the treasure of the Chaos Bell by Kong Xuan.

Yang Jian did not struggle in vain at that time, but felt that if he was thrown in, maybe there would be a chance for phoenix blood.

Risking one's life without one's control is really helpless.

The second thing Kong Xuan told Yang Jian was strength.

Yang Jian clenched his fists, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and began to think about his situation and how to survive.

The Xuan Qi in his body was slowly depleting, and the pain could be endured, but Yang Jian was worried that after his Xuan Qi was drained, the Xuan Qi would lack the support of the Xuan Qi and would not be able to withstand the strength of these tears.

We can't sit still, that's not our character.

Yang Jian tried to stand up, but he found that the more his body stretched, the more he could bear the force of tearing.

After a little thought, Yang Jian chose a direction at random, although he had nowhere to borrow his strength in the void, he could perform the Golden Light Escape Technique, but the distance he could escape from was not long.

It's better not to last than to be stuck in place.

Jin Guang escaped, Yang Jian's whole body curled up in a ball, and he didn't care about his demeanor, and his figure moved in the void for a while.

Maybe it has moved thousands of feet, or maybe it is only a fraction of a minute, and there is no light or reference in this vast void, and there is no way to get a result at all.

Yang Jian didn't curse or complain, he just concocted the same method, constantly performing the Golden Light Escape Technique, and chose a direction without changing it......

I don't know how far I flew, and I don't know how long it took.

The Xuan Qi in Yang Jian's body was almost empty, and the power of the Xuan Turtle's Precious Blood could no longer be completely suppressed, and a trace of it was transformed into Xuan Qi to fill his huge void.

Do you want to die here?

Yang Jian's heart was a little bitter, thinking that the agreement he made on the other side had not been fulfilled, and that he might never see Xiao Chan'er and her mother again.

It's just that if she suffers from Xinke, her temperament will surely die alone...... Oh, yes, she has long since lived forever, how can she say that she will die of old age?'

In his own words, Yang Jian still didn't stop, cast a golden light escape, shrank into a ball to endure the force of tearing and dragging, and continued to move forward......

Just as he was about to lose control of it, and the power of the Turtle Treasure Blood in his body was about to burst to fill his own vacancy, a faint red light finally appeared in front of him.

Yang Jian's spirit was shocked, and he immediately rushed to that place.

The vastness of this Chaos Clock can almost hold an entire world!

That little bit of firelight seemed to be right in front of him, but the mountain ran away with a dead horse, and Yang Jian took a lot of effort to get to the firelight not far away, and saw what it was.

"How so!"

Yang Jian shouted in a lost voice, just because he saw the phoenix divine bird wrapped in the firelight.

To be precise, this is the body of a phoenix, wrapped in unquenchable flames, like a sculpture, lifelike.

This divine bird is very huge, a hundred zhang long, not the two small ones that were born in the recent birth of Amaluo Mountain, its face is serene, and the residual breath is still overwhelming.

Phoenix Blood!

Yang Jian immediately stepped forward, but was forced back by the flames.

"It's really helpless to disturb the peace of mind of the seniors, if the seniors still have the remnants of phoenix blood, please give it to you," Yang Jian's voice was a little tired, "If the divine soldiers succeed, they will be rewarded in the future." ”

This phoenix has been dead for an unknown number of years, perhaps it is the void that has stayed in the Chaos Clock since ancient times, and it has stayed quietly at this time, not moving at all.

The flames around it did not recede for half a minute.

Yang Jian remembered the news he got from the dragon clan - the phoenix blood could not be stored, and it burned all things and was self-extinguished, so it had to be taken and used now.

The phoenix can be nirvana with phoenix blood, and since this phoenix is dead, the phoenix blood must have been exhausted.

But Yang Jian finally saw the true and complete form of the divine bird phoenix, if he didn't try, how could he be willing?

Offended, Yang Jian took out the Sharpless Spear, Colored Gold Crystal, and Yunshen Iron, and slowly probed the Sharpless Spear first.

As soon as the body of the spearless spear came into contact with the fire around the phoenix corpse, an extremely strong burning sensation struck, and Yang Jian had no choice but to take back the spearless, make a gesture to the phoenix corpse, and retreat away.

There was not much Xuan Qi left, and Yang Jian took the initiative to absorb some of the power of the Xuan Turtle's blood to fill himself.

If the life is gone, what is the meaning of these powers left by rushing to the pass?

After a few more attempts, he found that he was completely helpless against the phoenix corpse, and Yang Jian had a feeling of depression when he entered Baoshan and returned empty-handed.

But he didn't find nothing, he looked in the front and back directions of the phoenix's corpse, and in the place where the phoenix's godless vermilion eyes were staring, Yang Jian saw a light again, but this time, it was an aqua blue halo.

Dragon?

Sure enough, it's good.

Yang Jian slowly moved over and saw a huge dragon corpse, the body was wrapped in a water curtain, and he was also helpless.

Where the dragon was staring, there was light again, Yang Jian moved again, and saw a huge turtle corpse, this ** horn was hideous and vicious, and there was a light film like an iron wall around his body.

Again, I still can't get it.

Phoenix, Dragon, Turtle...... Could it be that there is also a white tiger?

Sure enough, looking for the place where the giant tortoise's eyes looked, he really saw the corpse of the white tiger surrounded by more than a hundred tornadoes, which was the most ferocious among the four beasts.

Four elephants?

In the flood wilderness, there are four elephant spirits to suppress the heaven and earth, Canglong, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Xuangui, this Vermilion Bird is the daughter of the first phoenix, Canglong is the son of the ancestral dragon, the origin of the white tiger and Xuangui is unknown, all are innate power, if it is not the disaster of the destruction of the flood, it will never be visible.

The four beasts in this place are by no means the four elephants of the wilderness, but more like ...... Someone is imitating the four elephants.

Then, under the suppression of the four elephants, where is it?

Yang Jian's eyes bloomed with divine light, intending to see through the vanity, although he had gained nothing, he had already remembered the location of the four beasts in his heart.

The most central area guarded by the four beasts may be his glimmer of life!

Past!

Must pass!

Yang Jian used the golden light escape, and walked towards the direction he had identified little by little, the massive amount of Xuan Turtle Treasure Blood power in his body was actually not consumed too much, after all, the amount was large, enough for Yang Jian to squander.

After arriving at the center of the Four Beasts, Yang Jian hesitated a little, and then walked towards the discredit.

Jin Guang escaped more than a hundred times, faintly, Yang Jian heard the sound of rushing water, although it was faint, but it shocked his spirit.

continued to sink, but Yang Jian grabbed the mountain axe and the pointless spear and held them beside him for self-defense.

Whoa......

Chirp –

In addition to the sound of water, Yang Jian also heard the sound of birds and the sound of the breeze blowing through the dense forest.

It's like a mountain forest after the darkness!

Following the sound, the closer he gets, the more careful Yang Jian becomes.

Finally, Yang Jian touched an 'iron wall', and gently tapped and touched the barrier in front of him with a spear, looking for a possible 'portal'.

With a bang, Yang Jian seemed to knock on a wooden door with a spear.

Yang Jian endured the joy in his heart, slowly leaned forward, and gently pushed the wooden door without pushing it, but condensed it into a 'round cover' with Xuan Qi, buckled upside down on the wooden door, and slowly pulled.

The crack in the door opened, and some harsh sunlight shone in directly!

Yang Jian subconsciously closed his eyes, but the moment before closing his eyes, he directly cast his eyes with divine light, so that he could see if someone was sneaking up on him for the first time.

Safe and sound.

Yang Jian couldn't wait to step out after adjusting to the light outside, taking a breath of moist and fresh air, and the Xuan Qi was gushing out like a rootless spring all over his body.

He left behind an endless void behind him, as well as many doubts in his heart, and slowly walked forward with his blade.

Ahead, a dense forest was lush and green, but not far away, billowing smoke rose up, as if the mountain forest was burning.