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No one expected that Yang Jian would run away after taking action.

Everyone thinks that Yang Jian is unable to resist the other party and escapes, but among those who are interested, this is not the case.

"Elder Zhuo, should we chase after you? It would be too late if we don't."

The deacon of Xuanqing Sect asked.

Zhuoyue shook his hand, "No need, let alone if we catch up now, maybe we will fall into the trap. It's enough for the Demon King and others to bite the dog."

Xuanqing Sect did not move, and no one else dared to move.

They really dare not go up to fight at this level. If they are destroyed, the losses will be huge today. If it weren’t for Xuanqing Sect, they might have been destroyed today.

They know this very clearly.

Xuanqing Sect did not go, and all the hidden powerhouses who came out later went, and they were unwilling to give up. It might not be once a hundred years. Maybe because of this God Emperor level, which can improve its strength and take one step further.

They moved, but they had been paying attention to the temple but did not move. It was surprising that Yang Jian was a disciple of the temple.

"Brother Qianshan, why don't you go to help your disciples? Could it be that you are also afraid?"

Excellence finally found a chance to laugh at.

Zhang Qianshan said, "If you don't go, why should I go? If you have trouble with your disciples, it was his own fault. We elders, who can protect us for a while, but not for a lifetime. It is good to go for more."

Zhuoyue looked at Zhang Qianshan, and could not see any clues. He thought to himself, "What does Zhang Qianshan want to do, is there any masters in this trip to the Holy Temple? If this is the case, then you can't take action, but the Demon King and the others took action.

It’s no good, Elder Guang should be fine. Yang Jian is too unjust. If we were here, we would still be afraid, but when we were outside, Yang Jian would die this time!"

"Yes, it's better to make more fuss, but I'm sorry, I won't be dying, the Earth and Sea Continent are not calm!"

Zhuoyue threw a word and drove away with his men and horses.

Yang Jian has left, what's the point of staying? As for catching up, it is probably impossible. The speed just now was too fast, and it was so fast that it was so fast that it was secretly surprised.

As soon as Xuanqing Sect left, everyone else left, and no one wanted to stay, especially since the Holy Hall was still here, it was really crying to death by being destroyed.

"Elder Zhang, Junior Brother Yang Jian was hunted down. Can't we really go there?"

Zhan Taimingyue hurriedly said.

If she had the help of Junior Brother Yang Jian, she would not have survived now. Therefore, when she saw the Demon King and the people from Qicai City rushing to chase him, she couldn't help but feel worried.

Each of these people is easy to mess with.

Zhang Qianshan said, "Haha, I know you must be wondering if the Holy Temple is scared, that is impossible. As for the reason, you don't have to know one thing. You can know that your junior brother Yang Jian is not a chopping board.

The fish on it!”

They may be fish on the chopping board, which is Zhang Qianshan’s previous sentence in his heart.

"Yang Jian, if you don't die, I will definitely stand on your side in the church. I hope you don't disappoint this elder!"

.....

Yang Jian's death wings are now integrated with space, like a big bird swimming in the sky, and a big fish swimming in the water and returning to the sea.

"Not bad, not bad, so many people have come."

In fact, Yang Jian could kill people in the original place, but Zhang Qianshan's protection changed a lot of ideas.

At present, he is not weak, but he has more and more resources to upgrade. So how can he get more resources? This is something worth considering.

After thinking about it, Yang Jian thought it would be best to start with the sect.

The top forces in the East Continent of the Holy Temple have a rich resource that is far from as simple as imagined. After all, there are millions of disciples outside the Holy Temple.

Such consumption will be a horrible number.

Now, he is just an inner disciple. He was originally going to complete the year of the Black Wind Island Island, and he became a core disciple after he returned.

As soon as the incident happened in the Earth and Sea Continent, Yang Jian understood that he would attract the attention of the senior officials of the Holy Temple. I am afraid that how to treat him has become a big problem now.

Once this matter is handled, Yang Jian believes that he will definitely enter the core of the temple.

So, Yang Jian didn't take action there.

The church is to be returned.

....

Yang Jian kept flying, and his spiritual sense was looking for a good place, leaving a breath so that they would not be unable to catch up with him.

“It’s good here!”

Under the spiritual consciousness, a swamp appeared in front of him, a big swamp appeared.

Yang Jian flew down, and a black giant crocodile flew out from the mud. The strength of the upper god bit Yang Jian in one bite, and the smell of blood was almost suffocating.

The poisonous aura fell on the black giant crocodile and was directly poisoned to death.

As they advanced, all the swamp monsters along the way were poisoned to death. Even if they were powerful, they would have almost no chance of escaping under the poison.

"That coffin came so fast!"

Yang Jian sensed it and stopped directly. There were few people in these places. In addition, when flying, he went to remote places. His breath was well controlled, so they usually couldn't find it here.

Especially in this swamp land, there was nothing powerful. Yang Jian's poisonous aura swept out, and all the ferocious beasts hidden underground or living on trees were poisoned to death.

So, this area is very quiet.

"Haha, boy, you won't run away."

The coffin fell down, and the heavy coffin fell down, and the surrounding swamp aura turned into a gloomy area. In the black fog, there were evil ghosts and evil spirits, as if they were about to fly out at any time.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Why do I want to run away? Don't you think this is a good place? Judging from your gloomy appearance, you can just set up a grave here. I have a good view, right?"

The coffin was silly tested, "Tipsy teeth and sharp mouths!"

Whoosh swish swish swish.

The iron chains flew through the void and appeared directly in front of Yang Jian, tied to his hands, feet, and body, like a prisoner, and could not be afraid of moving.

Coffin Zizi didn't expect that he would capture Yang Jian so quickly and couldn't help but laugh.

"Yang Jian, you are so weak that you can't even stop me from having a move. You deserve to fall into my hands!"

Yang Jian suddenly laughed.

"Is that true! You see clearly!"

Swish.

Yang Jian rushed out of his body, like loaches, corroding the iron chain at a speed visible to the naked eye until he rushed towards the coffin, causing the coffin to retract the iron chain.

"Some skills, but that's all!"

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Coffin, Suppress!"

The coffin still didn't care much. He tried a lot to win Yang Jian and finally took a step ahead of others. However, Yang Jian seemed to be a little more powerful than he thought.

The coffin flew out, and the evil ghost wandered on the coffin and instantly turned into a super big skull. The black eyes were so enchanting that they immediately created vortexes, and they wanted to swallow Yang Jian in order to slowly refine them.

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"In my eyes of all ghosts, you can't stop it, admit defeat!"

The black eyes suddenly turned, transforming into black eyes. These eyes had a resentful look, hatred, anger, begging for mercy... There were millions of eyes, and anyone who was taken a look at would be the soul.

Devour it and become an unconscious corpse.

In order to take action in advance, so as not to get ahead of them, the Demon King and others didn't care about it at all.

Yang Jian has no soul, but the soul. The power of the soul is not something that this ghost eye can suppress, and there is no influence at all. People stand up well.

"The attack is good, but it can't hurt me from afar!"

"Three eyes light!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and his third eye opened, and a beam of destruction fell on the eyes of thousands of ghosts. Millions of eyes, a beam of destruction, all turned into destruction under the beam of destruction.

"Divine Eyes...how did you have divine eyes...!"

The coffin vomited blood. He suffered a lot for the sake of the eyes of thousands of ghosts, but he was directly destroyed under a divine light and he was about to vomit blood.

"The Poison Spear!"

Yang Jian can't say that his divine eyes are unique and far from comparable to any divine eyes.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Coffin, Block!"

"burst!"

As soon as Yang Jian's immortal essence exploded, the power of the Ten Thousand Poison Spear suddenly increased. He pierced the Ten Thousand Ghosts' coffin with one shot, and a large amount of black fog flew out, and it turned out that the ghost energy leaked out.

"Ahhh, how could my Ten Thousand Ghosts Coffin be broken!"

This is the secret of the coffin. Now that it has been broken, I have gone to the top with all my strength. If the coffin doesn't roar, then he is not a coffin.

"Haha. A junk guy, take me another shot!"

The nine transformations of Mahayana, the limit of strength, the magic power is transformed into immortal energy, and the power is more than dozens of times that of the previous one.
To be continued...