"boom……"

The one who responded fastest was Yang Jian.

This Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun has gained a reputation in the Conferred Gods Era. Even among the senior Golden Immortals, many of them cannot match his reputation. He indeed plays an irreplaceable role on the Conferred Gods battlefield.

Yang Lin just threw himself down, put the arrow book in his hand, his body shape changed from solid to void, and he was about to turn into golden light and escape. He was there immediately...

He was clearly far away, but amid the huge roar, he suddenly transformed into a golden-armored god general who was more than ten feet tall. He swung his three-pointed two-edged spear slightly, setting off a frenzy of blades.

The third eye between the eyebrows shot out a bright white light, which was already firmly fixed in a three-mile radius. Yang Lin's vertical golden light method paused for a moment, but it did not escape.

At the same time, amidst the mad roar, a thin dog swelled in the wind, opened its mouth wide and bit Yang Lin's calf.

quick.

very fast.

Behind him, Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, broke through the roof of the palace, and rushed towards him like fire and light.

Huang Tianhua raised his hand to reveal a fire dragon symbol, which turned into a huge fire dragon, riding on the smoke and mist, coming to eat his heart.

There was a thunder in the sky, and a sharp-mouthed red-armored young man waved his wings, and the wind and thunder moved together. He danced with a golden stick and covered his head and face.

As soon as Jiang Ziya shouted, everyone immediately attacked, obviously fully prepared and not afraid of someone stealing the chicken.

Presumably, Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi died in the same way back then, inexplicably.

As soon as he got the arrow book, he was beaten to death on the spot and his head was beheaded.

Yang Lin admired secretly in his heart, but his eyes were slightly cold.

At this time, it was no different than when it was on the battlefield.

At that time, I still had some means left, with the intention of learning from each other.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Anyway, it's just a matter of fighting for the martial arts value.

What now.

At the critical moment of life and death, he took a deep breath, his body was surrounded by golden light, and the immortal spiritual light shone out. He slashed out with one sword, perfecting the Five Elements sword light, and slashed out a piece of Tianhe.

All the people's attacks were wasted in the five-color sword light, and when they got close to them, they no longer had any attack power.

"open……"

He retracted the sword and circled it, and when he drew the sword again, the sky was filled with silver light.

As soon as the Roaring Sky Dog bit down on his calf, his teeth were shattered by the silver light, and Yang Lin jumped into the air and stepped on him, turning him into a pulp.

Yang Jian, who rushed towards him, felt a pain in his heart, blood bleeds from the corner of his mouth, and he was struck by the backlash, and his sword force paused slightly.

Just a moment.

Yang Lin's human sword merged into one, turning into a stream of light, and the mountain and river sword turned into a cone. With a whoosh, it passed through the chest of Yang Jian, who was more than ten feet tall.

Golden blood falls like a waterfall.

Yang Lin snorted softly and said: "You showed mercy last time, but you still dare to fight and use your body to be tyrannical. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Yang Jian turned around, looking surprised.

There was some fear in his eyes.

He discovered that the foundation of his nine-turn Yuan Gong was broken by this sword, passing through his heart.

The recovery was surprisingly slow.

The huge body suddenly shrunk and fell to the ground. A large hole appeared in the chest, and the muscles and bones showed no signs of growing.

It seems like the entire world has been wiped out from here.

"Gather your breath and return to your original state, keep your spirit and soul together, and don't act rashly."

Seeing that the situation was bad, Master Yuding didn't care about intercepting him from a distance. He rushed in front of Yang Jian with a few strides. A force of the same origin and homogeneous quality was injected into him to stabilize Yang Jian's injuries.

As the most low-key body-training expert among the Twelve Golden Immortals, seeing his precious disciple being injured like this by a sword made him feel very upset.

"Heart power", the power to break laws and create life, can change according to the heart and at will. It can bring life and death to human flesh and bones, it can also destroy all things, break laws and destroy gods.

At the beginning, when the Witch Clan controlled the earth and fought against the Demon Clan, the Qi Refiners could not get involved at all. They could only watch the other side destroy the mountains and rivers, and wait until both sides were harmed before they could take the lead.

One can imagine how tyrannical the two clans of demons and witches are.

The demon clan has all kinds of strange magical powers, and can set up a star formation to suppress all directions.

Of course, the Wu Clan also has advantages. They rely on their powerful and immortal physique and magical and vicious mental power to kill a sea of ​​blood.

With the power of mind in hand, no matter how strong his body is, he is not invincible.

Yang Jian wanted to rely on the nine-turn Yuan Gong that was reborn with a drop of blood to fight hard, but he didn't know that under the invasion of Daluo-level mental power, no matter how strong the Yuan Gong was, it would be fundamentally broken and lose its ability to recover.

, which is no different from ordinary body refiners.

"After all, my cultivation level is still low. If it were higher, I would be able to withstand the power of Da Luo. It's a pity..."

Master Yuding felt a little frightened in his heart. His disciples had narrowly escaped death after many tribulations in his mantle, which actually meant that he was about to be doomed.

If Yang Jian is safe, he will be fine. Otherwise, if he is not careful, this disaster will befall his family.

At this time, in order to protect Yang Jian's life, he dared not move. He could only watch Yang Lin slashing and closing with his sword in full swing.

It can indeed be called vertical and horizontal.

Yang Lin decided not to hold back anymore, and fought the battle to seize the book as the last battle, just like a tiger gaining wings and fierce flames.

It was too late to say, but it was fast. The fire dragon mark had just shot in front of him, and he had already passed through Yang Jian's chest. With a sharp roar, the sword flashed, and the silver glow started from the red flame like a dragon.

It had been cut into two pieces of iron by the sword light and fell to the ground.

His figure soared into the sky, and a golden light shot out from his backhand.

"Here..."

Before Huang Tianhua could react, his chest hurt.

His eyes turned white and he fell to the ground. His orifices were bleeding and he had no breath at all.

He used the Heart-Saving Nail to kill the four generals of the Demon Family. At that time, he was so murderous and arrogant. At this time, he was hit by the Heart-Saving Nail and was unable to resist. He was beaten to death on the spot and his body collapsed.

The true spirit went straight to the list of gods.

"ha……"

Nezha stepped on the hot wheel and started a prairie fire with a spark, sending out a rain of fire all over the sky. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Jian piercing his chest and not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Huang Tianhua died on the spot, his true spirit escaped, and he was so shocked that three souls disappeared and seven souls screamed strangely.

, somersaulting upside down, all three heads and eight arms dancing wildly, and the body did not advance but retreated.

My heart was screaming.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Then, his body shook.

The child-like body was hit by a silver light like a ball.

Bang bang bang...

In an instant, Nezha's body was shattered at the lotus root joints all over his body. His bones were like powder and his body was soft. It was like he was back to the time when he had to cut off his flesh to return his father and his bones to return his mother. He was so helpless and powerless.

The soul is light and airy, as if it is in the clouds.

He knew that his lotus root body had turned into something like mud, and he had suffered a great loss this time.

I don't know how many treasures I need to find to nourish the lotus body again. Otherwise, let alone fighting, it will be difficult to move freely.

Fortunately, Nezha also saw it. The ferocious young man in white robes and golden armor did not pursue him, nor did he hit him with a magic weapon, nor did he hit him with a sword. He just bumped himself with his shoulder.

It turned into flames and rushed straight out of the palace, towards the city gate.

"I'm just a pebble on the other side's way to seize the treasure and escape. They don't even bother to kill me."

Nezha was disheartened for a moment.

For the first time, I felt that I might be weak and pitiful.

The initial arrogance and arrogance were really ridiculous.
Chapter completed!