"What!"

Outside, the immortals were shocked by this sudden scene and showed an incredible expression.

"He actually broke the golden body with one move and directly knocked the Western Kasyapa away!"

They never expected that the indestructible body of Kashyapa would be broken directly under one blow.

"No wonder Yang Jian is so confident. He turns out to be a half-step quasi-saint."

At this time, Yang Jian's aura surged and his realm was no longer hidden, so everyone could see it at a glance.

"But, there is still a small realm difference between the half-step quasi-saint and the quasi-saint!"

"This is what Yang Jian is terrible. No wonder Kashyapa is bullying people by relying on his realm."

"But now it seems that this Western Kasyapa has a deep plan, and in the end he will be defeated by one force!"

Everyone was amazed. Even if Yang Jian was a half-step quasi-saint, he would have crossed the border against Kashyapa.

In such a clear comparison, Yang Jian actually beat the Western Kasyapa to fly out with one move.

Yang Jian, the senior brother of Changsheng Palace, is so terrifying!

Wen Zhong and Ao Guang looked at each other and finally breathed a sigh of relief when they looked at Yang Jian with great power.

"It's true that he is the eldest brother of the Changsheng Palace!"

"That's natural. Only such a person can become the senior brothers of the Human Emperor and the Dragon Emperor!"

They are not from the Changsheng Palace, but everyone knows that the human race and the dragon race are all disciples of the Changsheng Palace.

Therefore, although the human race and the dragon race are not affiliated with the Palace of Eternal Life, who doesn’t know that these two races are covered by the Palace of Eternal Life?

Now that Wen Zhong and Ao Guang are so proud of their greatness, they naturally feel honored when they see that the elder brother of Changsheng Palace is so amazed by all the immortals.

Looking at the stunned immortals around, Wen Zhong and Ao Guangqing couldn't help but feel superior.

"Hey, Western religions, don't you go and see if Kashyapa dies?"

Someone reminded him.

The Western disciples who were like clay sculptures and wooden sculptures came back to their senses at this moment.

"Honor!"

They exclaimed in a panic, then ran out.

All the immortals followed with curiosity, and saw if the Western Kasyapa was dead.

Haotian watched the immortals retreat, his face still looked shocked.

"But I didn't expect that this big nephew was still hiding such a trick, which scared me!"

Haotian was relaxed, but he still felt incredible.

Although Yang Jian was hiding his cultivation level, he finally gave him a heavy blow.

But no matter what, there is still a gap in the realm.

This Western Kasyapa was still fought across the border and was directly bombarded out, and the winner was decided with one move.

"This Yang Jian is really amazing. He is worthy of being the eldest brother of the Changsheng Palace!"

Haotian admired Yang Jian quite well and was very happy.

Such a powerful Yang Jian has another relationship with him.

I should also find a suitable opportunity to directly seal him and recruit him into the Heavenly Court.

I believe that with Yang Jian here, my Heavenly Court can also join the Changsheng Palace and cooperate with him.

"In this way, just Western religions, new and old accounts will always have a day to settle."

As for whether Kashyapa died or lived, he would provoke others and be beaten to death. What does it have to do with my heaven?

That was done by the elder brother of the Changsheng Palace. If you have the guts, go to the Changsheng Palace!

At this time, all the immortals gathered outside the door and watched the Western sect help Nakayah up.

Although Kashyapa was not dead, he was not feeling well at this moment, covered in scars and barely breathed a sigh of relief.

"Honor, how are you?"

The Western disciples asked quickly, panic.

"Walk......"

Kashyapa spit out a word with difficulty, and it was accompanied by a pile of blood.

When the Western disciples heard this, they looked at the immortals with different expressions and were scared.

What if Yang Jian wants to get rid of the roots?

The strongest Kasyapa is not an opponent, and they will give it to you for free when they go up!

He didn't dare to stay for a long time and took Kashyapa to flee far away.

"Ha, I still lost as fast as ever, and I still ran as fast as ever!"

At this time, Yang Jian also took action from the small world and put it away.

Seeing the Western disciples escape with Kashyapa, they did not stop them.

After all, today is the Peach Banquet. If Kasyapa, the Western Kasyapa, fell here, it would be difficult to deal with the one sitting on the high position.

"Forget it, just give your mother a face, it's not for you Haotian."

Yang Jian glanced at Haotian and thought to himself.

On the other side, Yao Ji and Chang'e had already come up and looked around Yang Jian, worried about his injuries.

Haotian shook his head and smiled bitterly. Yang Jian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, and always gave him a step, which naturally made him happy.

But this nephew is still cold to him and has a hostile look on his face, which makes people helpless.

At this time, the immortals had watched the heroic figure of the Western disciples running away, and returned to the hall with satisfaction.

When we passed by Yang Jian, everyone was quite careful, but they couldn't help but look at each other curiously.

"Why, is anyone else going to give it a try?"

When the immortals heard this, they quickly walked back to their seats and sat down honestly. No one dared to answer this sentence.

Just try it!

Yang Jian beat the quasi-saint in half a step and ran away in a panic. They didn't want to use their lives to verify Yang Jian's strength.

"Ahem, since that's fine, everyone will return to their seats!"

Haotian quickly stood up and said, "The Peach Banquet has begun! Come on, come on the Peach Banquet."

Haotian hurriedly ordered the fairies to serve the peach spirit wine, for fear that the big nephew would be killed so he killed the immortals he invited directly.

What impact will this have in the prehistoric world be self-evident. If that were the case, what is the difference between Yang Jian shaving his head in the first month of the year?

Netherworld.

Chen Changsheng, with Bixiao and two little disciples, had already crossed Buzhou Mountain and came to the West.

Chen Changsheng didn't do anything anymore, and directly used his great powers to teleport everyone to Lingshan.

Since you are coming to visit these two Western sages to discuss the Tao, you will be more upright and open.

On the Western Lingshan Mountain, Yang Jian and others were instantly targeted as soon as they appeared.

"stop!"

"Who are you waiting for, dare to break into the Western Holy Land!"

A golden immortal appeared, blocking their way, with a bad expression.

"This is a Western holy land? It's so desolate!"

Daji looked at the barren West with spiritual energy and couldn't help but say.

"That's right, that's why it's worthy of being called a holy land?"

The gourd widow is naturally the leader of her senior sister. As long as her senior sister is happy, she will have endless candied haws. Wouldn't it be beautiful?

Bixiao looked helpless, are you so afraid that the world will not be in chaos?

Sure enough, after hearing this, the golden immortal had a ferocious face and was extremely furious.

"Rareless! He dares to be so disrespectful to the West and die for me!"

"snort!"

Before the Golden Immortal could take action, Chen Changsheng snorted coldly and burst out with a powerful aura.

Then in a flash, the Golden Immortal was killed and turned into ashes.

The powerful aura was emitted without any hiding at this moment, and it was so powerful that it directly suppressed the entire Lingshan Mountain.

At the same time, a majestic voice resounded throughout the Western land, causing countless creatures to tremble.
Chapter completed!