The color gold contains the sharp edge of the gods, and the phoenix blood dragon soul casts the gods!

The Sharpless Spear, the embryo of the spear that accompanied Yang Jian to fight everywhere in an incomplete manner, actually showed its true form in this Wuchen Realm.

After the catastrophe of the dragon and phoenix, the black dragon of the immortal soul of the dragon clan poured rare treasures and opened the heavenly god stone with his own painstaking efforts, intending to create a spear to slaughter the phoenix clan to avenge the deep revenge of the sea of blood.

Hindered by the way of heaven, the spear is difficult to form, and the black dragon god is extinguished and the soul is injected into this gun embryo, which is sealed in the treasure house of the dragon clan by the dragon clan and worshiped for generations.

Yang Jian entered the East China Sea to find the blade, won the favor of the dragon king and the dragon mother, entered the treasure house to find, and by chance got this dragon spear and gun embryo, the dragon king sent each other, and Yang Jian held a gun in the four continents of the wilderness.

After getting no sharp spear, his combat power has greatly improved, and his mystical skills have been brought into full play.

The king of war is famous all over the world.

Fight the punishment day, and seize the axe in the illusion.

In front of the Zhongtian Gate, the spear battle of the Heavenly Court general Gray Mou, showing his own martial arts;

The great demon who died under this dragon lance is too many to count.

At this moment, Yang Jian's heart was full of anticipation, looking forward to this dragon lance showing its true edge, and looking forward to this dragon lance becoming what he had been thinking about.

Three-pointed, two-edged, can pass through a hundred soldiers, can fight a thousand troops!

This moment!

Yang Jian watched as the two treasures were melted by the phoenix blood, turning into two rays of light and slowly injecting into the flames around the body of the pointless spear, the body of the pointless spear shone brightly, the body of the spear continued to tremble, and the voice of the dragon's groan gradually changed from low to high.

A fierce and domineering battle intent slowly drifted away in the body of the gun.

The Sharpless Spear suddenly began to struggle violently, Yang Jian knew this, and regardless of the scorching heat of the phoenix blood fire, he jumped directly into the air.

Taking a breath, his right hand grabbed the body of the gun, what about the blood of the phoenix? Even if Yang Jian's palm was ignited, it couldn't make Yang Jian's brows frown for half a minute!

The dragon spear trembled violently, and before Yang Jian's palm touched it, it had the posture of directly breaking through the air!

"Be careful!" Feng Wu let out a low sigh, the wound on her wrist had healed, and her face was slightly paler, but she gradually regained her look.

Although the phoenix blood is precious to the Feng clan, their Feng clan is not unable to make blood, and with a little recuperation, even if the origin is affected, it is not an irreparable wound.

In mid-air, Yang Jian had already reached into the phoenix fire and grabbed the body of the dragon spear.

The violent trembling of the Sharpless Spear turned into a shaking up and down, and a dragon roar sounded, and a dragon flew out from the Spearless, entrenched in an unknown height, and the twin dragons glared angrily at Yang Jian.

Buzz –

The silent rhythm spread, and the divine light in Yang Jian's eyes bloomed, and a taming and resistance only happened at the snap of his fingers.

"The predecessor is deceased, and this gun has long been used as my master!" Yang Jian shouted, and the Canglong Phantom was directly dispersed!

After the dragon dispersed, a lighter black dragon head floated out on the body of the spear, staring at Yang Jian with dead eyes, the hideous and hateful words, piercing and making people's scalps tingle.

The black dragon dragon head spoke, but in a slightly obscure tone, he shouted in Yang Jian's ear and heart at the same time:

"Kill all the phoenix clans! kill them all! kill!"

"The past is gone, and the ancient Phoenix Clan is long gone!" Yang Jian's voice was calm but with a sense of pride, "From today on, this gun should follow me to conquer the heavens and the world, if the Feng Clan is evil, I will kill it with this!"

When the words fell, the dragon spear shook violently, and the black dragon dragon was full of unwillingness, raised his head and roared, as if he wanted to break free from Yang Jian's hands.

"Senpai!"

Yang Jian shouted, the dragon spear trembled, and the black dragon dragon head was even more hideous.

"If you don't kill the Guangfeng Clan, I will never turn a blind eye!" the black dragon roared angrily, roaring, turning a blind eye to Yang Jian's persuasion.

But then, the eyes of the black dragon dragon were full of pain, the kind of thing that has been sleeping for endless years, and then waking up is a thing or a person, and he is no longer a dragon or a ghost, how desolate?

This resentment really locked the dragon soul of the black dragon, making it impossible to get rid of it, let alone reincarnation.

"Kill, kill!"

The black dragon dragon's eyes were full of blood marks, and a sinister aura rose to the sky, changing color for thousands of miles!

Yang Jian held the dragon spear tightly and did not let go, the phoenix fire had gradually extinguished, the body and tip of the dragon spear were formed at the end, and the cold and sharp light contained on it made Yang Jian frightened.

"Alas, why bother, I'm going to go with my predecessors. ”

The sword finger of the left hand, the fingertip of the finger is pointed on the forehead, and the vertical eyes of the forehead are opened suddenly!

The whites of his eyes were gloomy, and there were six reincarnation disks in his pupils, and a divine light shot out, crossing the barrier of time and space, and directly submerged into the forehead of the black dragon dragon head!

The head of the black dragon suddenly fell silent, his eyes were full of confusion, although the evil qi was there, but the root of the evil qi was like suddenly waking up in a nightmare.

In the eyes of the black dragon dragon, he gradually became safe.

A powerful divine consciousness swept across the heavens and the earth, and the suppression of the Yuan Shendao by this heaven and earth seemed to be gone; Yang Jian felt as if he was not wearing clothes in front of this divine consciousness, and he felt that he had been seen clearly.

The dragon's head turned into a cloud of smoke, and the smoke condensed into a human form, which was first the dragon's head and human body, and then seemed to be afraid that Yang Jian would be unfamiliar, and then turned into a human man.

The man who forged this dragon lance was not a general, but a scribe, well-mannered, dressed in a long robe, with easy-going eyes, and a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and quite handsome.

The opening is:

"The flood is so rare, the Tao does not exist, the way of heaven is hard to find, and there are few monks, so narrow. ”

Yang Jian coughed, grabbed the pointless gun and made a gesture, although the posture was strange, but he didn't dare to let go of this gun.

"The seniors misunderstood, this is not a flood, it is a ...... A sealed world, as I expected, is in a strange treasure. ”

"Strange treasure?"

Yang Jian smiled bitterly: "Yes, I was trapped here, although I forged the dragon spear today, I don't know if I can bring this spear to the world." ”

The Black Dragon Scribe was silent for a while, his eyes swept over Feng Wu who was standing on the ground, and he saw the scars on Feng Wu's wrists.

Yang Jian originally thought that the remaining dragon soul of this dragon clan predecessor would make a move on Feng Wu, this black dragon scribe was definitely a quasi-sect leader level power during his lifetime, and he died for an unknown number of thousands of years, and the remnant soul was still so strong.

And it is such a person, in that catastrophe of the shattering flood, the name has never been left......

"What kind of treasure is it?"

"Chaos Clock. ”

"Oh, it's this treasure, no wonder, it can change the Dao seal. The Black Dragon Scribe muttered a few words, then sighed lightly and looked at Yang Jian, "What kind of clan are you?" This body seems to be innate, not the incarnation of my generation of monks. ”

Listening to the meaning of this senior, it seems that the Chaos Clock has already appeared during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation?

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, isn't he the first powerful person to hold the Chaos Bell?

"People, the race born after the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, the protagonist of heaven and earth at this time. Seeing that the face of the black dragon scribe showed a little sadness, Yang Jian's heart moved, and he took the initiative to say: "Seniors, please rest assured, the dragon clan is not extinct, and it is also thriving in the desolation and the four seas at this time. There are countless dragon sons and dragon women in the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas, and the endless land that was submerged by the Four Seas in the catastrophe was the territory of the Dragon Clan. ”

"Is it?" the black dragon scribe smiled when he heard this, and his eyes gradually became calm, "That's fine, it's good...... Alas, the shattered flood, endless creatures, congenital damage, endless resentment. Our people are still alive, and my heart has no regrets. ”

Then, the black dragon scribe looked at the ground and said, "What does this female phoenix have to do with you?"

"This is a friend I made during my training," Yang Jian said busily, "This phoenix is formed by the spirit bird's awakening bloodline, and it has nothing to do with the ancient phoenix clan. ”

"You don't have to worry, Shicai was swept away by your divine light to the last obsession, and I have no killing intent. ”

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and said, "Do you still have unfulfilled wishes?"

"No," the black dragon scribe raised his hand and moved, and the spear in Yang Jian's hand turned into a streamer and flew away, falling into the hands of the black dragon scribe, "This spear can appear in your hands, there is a great opportunity, and there is also a great cause and effect." When I forged this gun, I was already blinded by murderous intent, so the way of heaven blocked it, making this gun pointless. ”

As he spoke, the Black Dragon Scribe threw the gun directly into the air. In an instant, the billowing evil qi within a radius of thousands of miles rolled upside down, and it seemed to pour into the body of this spear in an instant!

In this piece of heaven and earth, ten thousand thunderbolts slashed down, all of which were absorbed by the shadow of the spear.

"I see it clearly!"

The black dragon scribe shouted, Yang Jian was in good spirits, and watched the change of the spear bit by bit!

The pointless dragon spear has grown a spear tip!

In the midst of the ten thousand thunder forging, the tip of the spear gradually turned into three points and two blades, and the black dragon scribe danced with long sleeves, as if to make a sacrifice, and the remaining power of the dragon soul rushed towards the spear!

Three-pointed, two-edged gun!

Click!

A thunderbolt slashed down from the sky, piercing through the three-pointed two-edged spear! The three-pointed two-edged spear let out a trembling roar, and Yang Jian's heart was hot, and he felt a seemingly nonexistent shout.

"Remember!" The Black Dragon Scribe suddenly looked at Yang Jian, his eyes widened, and his body suddenly exploded!

But his voice still echoes in this world!

"This gun is not stained with my dragon blood!"

"Remember!"

Yang Jian shouted, his body rose to the sky like a green onion, and he raised his hand to grab the dragon spear in his hand.

Thundered......

The sky was full of thunder, rolling and moving.