The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

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The phoenix has feathers, and the dragon has reverse scales.

The great art of Nirvana is hard to find in this world.

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Sudden changes, the ancestor of the demon clan who appeared to give Yang Jian the final lore...

The fairy god who stared and bared his teeth all over the sky, and the other quasi-sage of the monster race who just realized that something was wrong...

"Little demon dare to come!"

Master Taiyi's voice was full of anger and haste, but he could only watch helplessly as Mei Kongmei whipped the roaring dog and hit Yang Jian's back.

The Jiejiao wanted to kill Yang Jian, but they had many scruples, so the hearts of the Jiejiao immortals were not very unified today. Half of them still wanted to avoid a full-scale war between the two religions, and even the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit thought the same way, and just forced Yang Jian to hand over the list of gods.

Although the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit also killed Yang Jian in the previous fight, but she already knew that Yang Jian's physical strength was too difficult, so she had no choice but to do so.

Besides, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit can afford the consequences of killing Yang Jian.

But, how can the Yaozu bear the revenge of the teaching? How can he bear the revenge of the Jade Cauldron outside?

The male demon patriarch who came here with Mei Kongmei was going to explode in anger at this moment!

Mei Kongmei kept yelling that she had no choice but to plot against Yang Jian for the sake of the Yaozu's plans, and she would definitely not set herself on fire...

In the end, she belonged to the ancestor of the Demon Emperor! Is this a conspiracy? Is this not going to set fire to yourself?

As long as this male demon patriarch thinks of the Jade Cauldron that fought crazily with the Zhunti saint, he thinks of explaining and teaching hundreds of big Luos and dozens of powerful people to sweep the prehistoric five continents to kill the monster clan...

"Mei Kongmei! How dare you!"

At this time, the one who shouted the loudest was the ancestor of the Yaozu, really ironic.

Mei Kongmei smiled lightly, but her eyes were insanely crazy...

She stood behind Yang Jian, like a Taoist companion, embracing Yang Jian's back, the dagger in her hand had penetrated into Yang Jian's heart from behind, and a stream of pure demonic power charged towards him.

No, even if Yang Jian's body is in a mess, Mei Kongmei can't break his physical body right now!

But the dagger is not a real entity, if you look carefully, the dagger is just a little bloodstains condensed.

Sangpo Sword, Monster Clan Secret Treasure, Dedicated to Breaking the Primordial Spirit!

die!

die! die!

Occupy my Meishan, take my hut, take away my last thought, and ruin my countless years of expectation!

"roll!"

As if Yang Jian was hit hard, a vast amount of profound energy suddenly gushed out from his back, and he used his big hands to blow the unsuspecting Mei Kongmei away.

The moment Mei Kongmei was drawn away, Yang Jian's body, up and down, limbs, chest and abdomen, suddenly burst into blood mist...

The Primordial Spirit Tree was polluted with blood, and quickly wilted at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The evil spirit released by Mei Kongmei was like a heavy hammer hitting Yang Jian's back; it happened to be at the position of the spine, and it became the last straw that crushed Yang Jian.

The Nine Beads are about to collapse!

Yang Jian's heart lost all warning signs, and the word 'death' appeared in his heart.

Is that...is that so?

I have just opened my Celestial Eye, and I haven't had a chance to use the supernatural power of my Celestial Eye yet, so...

Click!

The sound of bone cracking came from the back, and the nine flawed profound beads due to leaving the customs early shattered at the same time!

The inner profound energy ran wild, the mysterious handle lost control, and the remaining seventy-two mysterious beads lost their balance in an instant...

Another puff of blood mist erupted around Yang Jian's body!

Ao Xinke's figure had jumped to Yang Jian's side, enduring the "scratching" of the out-of-control Xuangang one after another, reaching out to support Yang Jian's body, but her hands were stained with blood.

"Husband, husband, don't..."

"Xinke..."

Yang Jian opened his lips with difficulty, "I hurt you..."

"Don't, don't leave me alone...Ah, ah!"

The dragon girl lost her coldness and was as fragile as a mortal woman. She cried and howled heart-piercingly, her body trembling constantly, spending a lot of quasi-sacred power crazily for Yang Jian.

But useless, utterly useless.

The mysterious pearl is destroyed, and the mysterious body is destroyed.

Yang Jian's body has been broken into a fishing net, and Xianli can't stop at all.

The fight between heaven and earth was still going on. The real Taiyi resisted the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Dragon and Tiger Ruyi, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but moved to Yang Jian's side recklessly.

Taiyi grabbed a large handful of jade bottles in his hand, this powerful man who was always calm, so calm to the point of being a bit cold, his hands were trembling at this moment.

If Yang Jian died, he didn't know what crazy things Junior Brother Yuding was going to do!

It's useless, it's useless...

Daoist Taiyi was checking Yang Jian's injuries with his consciousness, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Uncle Master!" Daoist Taiyi suddenly knelt down and shouted at Jiutian, completely ignoring the existence of Chaos Clock.

"I beg my uncle to give me the Nine-Turn Golden Pill to continue my nephew Yang Jian's life! I beg my Uncle Master to give me a Nine-Turn Golden Pill to continue my nephew Yang Jian's life!"

The master uncle he spoke of was Lao Tzu from Sanqing.

Unfortunately, there was no response.

It's just that a third-generation disciple of Yuxu Palace was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, but the quasi-sage was disqualified and his power changed.

This matter itself is a bit ironic, but at this time, here, in this world under the suppression of the Chaos Clock, all the immortals who witnessed this scene fell silent.

Long-eared Dingguangxian smiled a little, as if relieved from a heavy burden.

Lying there, Yang Jian felt that his strength and spiritual consciousness were rapidly draining, and it became more and more difficult to speak, and his mysterious body had reached its final limit.

Master...

Xiaochan...

Mother……

Ao Xinke was sobbing long ago, choked up and said: "Husband, I will go with you, I will go with you..."

"Don't do stupid things... I may still be able to become a god, a god...cough!"

Yang Jian coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he only said this to comfort his wife.

The title of Heavenly Court, which protects him from being on the list of gods, has become an obstacle to his survival at this time.

Perhaps, I made a mistake when I started to plot against Jiang Shang.

But a man, how can he regret this because of his own decline? It's just a fight, and it's just a loss. If you also cry, regret and regret, it would be too embarrassing.

It is truly miraculous that Hong Huang went through this journey.

"Second Master, Second Master!"

Yao Gonglin was covered in blood, kneeling hundreds of feet away, as if the sky had fallen.

Nezha didn't come over, he was still fighting with two Jiejiao immortals in the sky, but his eyes were red, he looked like a madman, and he would risk his life with every shot and sword.

Daoist Taiyi is still waiting for Lao Tzu's response, and now the only one who can save Yang Jian is the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, not the innate spiritual root.

The voice next to his ear gradually became illusory, and Yang Jian's eyes began to lose sight.

It was worth it to go through the prehistoric world.

It is said that when a person is about to die, time will be extended infinitely, allowing people to recall the ups and downs they have gone through in this life.

Yang Jian also seems to have entered this state.

— dying.

Thinking of the short twenty-odd years in my hometown on Earth, I didn't feel much pain when I was hit by a car, and I woke up from the kang in a daze, with a little girl carved in pink and jade beside me.

The most imprinted in my memory is the time when I took Xiao Chan to Kunlun Mountain.

This glorious world makes me feel overwhelmed, and I can't sleep peacefully every night, thinking that I will fly to the sky and escape from the earth in the future, and live forever.

The years in Yuquan Mountain, the great world where the spiritual energy is exhausted, I don’t know what happened...

In the end, I actually got married in the prehistoric world, and had a wife who was so charming and charming that I never dared to think about in my previous life. She was shameless every day, and she had enjoyed the happiness of human relations...

In the future, she is not worried, after all, she has the quasi-sage cultivation base, and she is still the princess of the Dragon Palace.

Perhaps the mother and Xiaochan could only rely on the old uncle Jade Emperor to take care of them; although he didn't know why, Yang Jian always felt that the old uncle Jade Emperor was a little more scheming and calculated, but it was actually not bad.

I just can't let go of that surnamed Liu, and I haven't had time to shoot that bastard...

'Yang Jian……'

Suddenly there was a whisper in his heart, Yang Jian froze for a moment, and suddenly thought of something.

Like, he can't die?

Yang Jian's chest suddenly began to flash with seven colors of light, and this light enveloped Yang Jian's broken soul, as if it was about to pull Yang Jian's consciousness somewhere.

This is……

Empress Dowager Empress is heartbroken!

The great witch priest of the Xuanming tribe said that as long as Houtu survived and Yang Jian's soul was not destroyed, the empress of Houtu could take Yang Jian back and reshape her real body.

On the bank of the river where the flowers bloomed on the other side, the woman in white who fell down in the flower group closed her eyes and frowned slightly.

'Why resist? '

'Ma'am? 'Yang Jian's whole world seemed to be plunged into boundless darkness, but he could hear Houtu's voice, calling softly.

When it comes to the way of the soul, even a sage would not dare to say that he has won the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

And it is also by virtue of the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation that this power can ignore the suppression of the Chaos Clock and descend on Yang Jian's remnant body.

The seven-color light shone gently on Yang Jian's heart.

Yang Jian asked in his heart: 'Madam, if I reshape this body, will my cultivation and supernatural powers still exist? '

'There will be losses... Even if a saint makes a move, your own luck will return to zero, and your own potential will be exhausted. Life is the most important thing, don't care about these. '

'Don't! don't want! '

Yang Jian yelled this sentence almost subconsciously.

why?

Why refuse if you can survive?

Empress Houtu's voice sounded again: "You should be able to retain most of your abilities at this time, and you can protect yourself in the wild." '

Yang Jian: 'Then I promised my mother, can I still do it? '

Houtu was silent for a moment.

Yang Jian closed his eyes, although his mind became heavier and his eyelids became weaker, but his heart was still struggling.

Survive... but can only live without further cultivation...

At this moment, he actually thought of the Kunpeng that was so big and boundless.

'My lady, I want to try again. '

Ao Xinke felt something in her heart, and when she looked up, there was a smile on Yang Jian's blood-stained face...

"Husband?"

A little hope ignited in her heart again.

From the bottom of Yang Jian's heart.

‘If you can only live mediocrely and live with your life, it is better to just die like this. ’ Yang Jian’s voice was calm, and a flame gradually ignited in his heart.

How can one be willing to be mediocre after having tasted the path of cultivation that is admired and marveled by others? !

‘Good, if you can’t save yourself, I will lead you back to the other shore. '

'Thank you ma'am! '

Yang Jian felt as if someone pushed him gently, and his consciousness broke free in the boundless darkness.

On his chest, the colorful twilight lights that were gathered together rushed towards all around him.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, looking towards the sky as if returning to the light.

How to save yourself?

Yuanshen was temporarily protected by Empress Houtu's apex blood, allowing him to last for a while; he was covered with scars all over his body, and all the mysterious beads in his body were out of control, and the root of all this was the rupture of the nine beads in his spine.

Master Taiyi's judgment is correct, this kind of injury that has been turned into powder on other people, except for the nine-turn gold elixir, which can hang people's lives, none of the supernatural powers and elixir can recover.

No, there is also Ziyu Reincarnation Lotus Platform!

Yang Jian had another hope in his heart, but he was still trying to save himself. After all, at this time, the Chaos Clock suppressed this place, and the master was fighting the saint, so he couldn't come to rescue immediately.

Control the profound energy, fill the gap in the nine beads...

No, it can't be filled, his soul is too severely injured now, and he can't concentrate too much. Although he can barely control the mysterious body, he can't suppress the chaotic spirit all over his body.

what to do?

what to do!

Calm down, think, there is no unparalleled road, and there is always a glimmer of life in the world.

Where is your vitality?

Eighty-nine profound arts!

The seventh level of Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art, returning to the grand realm, the combination of the primordial spirit and the physical body creates the eighth level of the Xuanhuang Immortal Body!

If you step into the seventh level, can you have a chance?

have! Have the opportunity!

The physical body and the primordial spirit are fused together, and the destructive power attached to the primordial spirit can definitely be sustained by the tyrannical physical body!

As long as the primordial spirit does not die, no matter how seriously injured he is, he can survive with will, until the master comes, and use the purple jade reincarnation lotus platform lent by the sage Nuwa for himself!

Perhaps, after that, I need to spend 100,000 or 1,000,000 years to repair this body, but I can still keep my further potential and the slim possibility of reaching the summit!

breakthrough!

Break through with the broken body!

Fortunately, the sixth level is only to comprehend a natal supernatural power by oneself, and has no requirements on one's own state, the key point is the word 'enlightenment'.

This seems to be his own lifeline!

Yang Jian was ecstatic in his heart, and his spirits were lifted!

So, just use some supernatural power to let him step into the Guihong Realm...

A light flashed in Yang Jian's heart, his body seemed to tremble slightly, and the mysterious beads in his body also felt a moment of peace!

What is natal supernatural power? Those who are self-centered, comprehend it on their own, and can rely on this supernatural power to rule the world are considered natal supernatural powers.

Yang Jian forced himself to calm down, but when his life was about to die, who could make him sink into the realm of enlightenment immediately?

No, no matter what, you must realize it!

He definitely doesn't want to be a useless person!

I would rather die than linger on my last breath!

Yang Jian's body suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and the vertical eyes on his forehead slowly emerged!

Does the supernatural power of Tianyan count?

No, the Eye of Heaven doesn't have much to do with the Bajiu Xuangong. Although it is performed with the power of one's own body, it is the morality of reincarnation.

"Husband, husband?" Ao Xinke called tremblingly.

Daoist Taiyi on the side lowered his head and stared at Yang Jian's disfigured body.

This will, this deep unwillingness...

Daoist Taiyi hit the ground with a punch, without any mana.

What can he do?

"Uncle, please protect me." Ao Xinke's beautiful eyes were full of determination, she raised her hand, and a mist filled her and Yang Jian's figures.

Plain water is too mysterious, water moistens all things.

Ao Xinke felt the deep unwillingness, reluctance, and resolute refusal to bow her head conveyed by Yang Jian, her gaze gradually became firm.

Husband, even if I exhaust my cultivation and trade my life for my life, I will rescue you back!

As soon as Ao Xinke gritted her teeth, she lay in Yang Jian's arms, a stream of dragon power was drawn from her blood, and was about to rush towards Yang Jian's body.

Sudden!

A sharp dao rhyme surged out of Yang Jian's body, rushing Ao Xinke away!

Kai Tiandao rhyme?

Ao Xinke was overjoyed, but before the smile burst out, the Taoist rhyme collapsed in an instant.

Yang Jian Xinhai...

No, that's not right, the Heaven Opening Dao Rhyme is the supernatural power left by the Great God Pan Gu, and it can't become my own supernatural power at all!

Pangu's visualization map collapsed and dispersed, Yang Jian's breathing became weaker, and his consciousness began to groggy again, but he was still turning his mind rapidly.

Outside the body, seeing this, Ao Xinke's heart trembled again, and she lay on Yang Jian's body again, hugging Yang Jian's body.

The original dragon power, the original dragon power passed down from the ancestor dragon, turned into a little ball of light and penetrated into Yang Jian's body...

In each light sphere, there seems to be a small swimming dragon.

With Sushui Taixuan Dao as a supplement, borrowing the original dragon power to reconcile the violent mysterious energy in Yang Jian's body, condense the Xuangang, reconcile the mysterious blood, try to repair the damaged nine mysterious beads in the spine, and quickly heal the injuries on Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian's body finally improved slightly, but Ao Xinke's complexion was extremely pale.

It's like pumping her bone marrow!

Ao Xinke was already injured, but at this moment she finally couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood rushed up; she was afraid that Yang Jian would feel it, so she got up quickly, but a little blood still sprayed on the black turtle belt on Yang Jian's waist.

There are a total of three spirit stones in the Xuangui belt, one can hold living things, it is the nest of the Xiaotian dog, and the other stores the massive treasures obtained in the Xuangui Dao Zang;

And the third one is the place where Yang Jian usually stores important things. There are many treasures in it, and there are also some 'things' of great origin.

Ao Xinke's mouthful of blood, accompanied by two light balls of dragon power, just penetrated into the space of the third spirit stone.

Taoism pays attention to "mustard seeds to absorb the void", which can also be called "mustard seeds universe" here.

In the deepest part of this space, next to the iron plate engraved with the word "九", a brocade box was suddenly ignited by the fire, and a small fire bird flew out of it, as if defending its territory, it rushed towards the two small light balls carrying the "Youlong" on the edge.

Look carefully at the fire bird, it is exactly the size of a palm's 'phoenix', or a pure-blooded true phoenix!

The fire bird smashed the two light spheres easily, and seemed to feel it, and rushed out of the black turtle belt directly, wanting to fly away through the air with wings!

Ao Xinke was taken aback for a moment, but it was too late to stop her.

but!

A big blood-stained hand, somewhat slow and strenuous, could barely hold this little phoenix directly!

The blood mist stained the Phoenix's real body, revealing its true face. It was actually a feather burning with flames, and the sound of Fengming could be heard faintly.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and the vertical eyes on his forehead appeared with difficulty, aiming at his left hand that was tightly clenched, and slowly opened!

Divine Eye · Reincarnation.

This feather suddenly burst into a three-foot-high divine fire, and it seemed that a pair of majestic and domineering phoenix eyes opened up in the divine fire, staring at Yang Jian!

In the water mist, a voice full of coercion suddenly came out, which shocked Master Taiyi so much that his hair stood on end!

"Who dares to spy on my family's great art!"

"offend!"

With half a word out of Yang Jian's mouth, with the last will and strength, he opened his forehead and vertical eyes, and the phantom of the six reincarnation disks in his pupils slowly rotated, and a terrifying breath rushed up, directly extinguishing the three-foot-high divine fire!

Destroy falsehood and return to the source!

call!

That feather suddenly burst into flames! Among them, a phoenix spread its wings and soared, but the phoenix's body was suddenly torn apart, turning into mysterious symbols, and an unheard of Dao rhyme flowed out!

Phoenix has a great skill, its name is Nirvana!

found it!

Yang Jian's eyes that were opened, eyes that were about to disperse, reflected an extremely mysterious 'symbol'!

That is the true meaning of Nirvana! It seems that it has been condensed long ago, waiting for him to see it!

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Another Fengming sound came from Yang Jian's hand!

The three double-edged spears suddenly changed, the gun body was wrapped in light white flames, a drop of blood seeped out from the gun body, and flew into the flames.

Lord of the Gunslinger!

Suddenly, the fire went out, and Yang Jian closed his eyes instantly!

The feather seemed to melt suddenly, penetrated into Yang Jian's chest, and turned into a light red talisman.

And Yang Jian's whole body, a Taoist rhyme that has never appeared before, is quickly merging with his mysterious body...

Where did this feather come from?

At the beginning, Yang Jian plotted against the blood of the Phoenix clan in order to forge the three-pointed and two-edged spear, and went to Tianfang Kingdom to find the pair of Phoenix sisters by accident. That was the first time he faced Kong Xuan.

Afterwards, the Chaos Clock appeared and took away the two phoenixes; Kong Xuan couldn't stop him, but he was ruthless and threw Yang Jian into the Chaos Clock, almost letting Yang Jian die silently in the universe world inside the Chaos Clock.

After several twists and turns, Yang Jian and Shuangfeng got acquainted, and established their dignity by relying on the roaring dog.

The owner of the chaotic clock, Daozi Tianyan, appeared, took Fengshan's phoenix feathers, resurrected the ancient demon queen Xihe, and had a chat with Yang Jian, told Yang Jian many things, and also made Yang Jian look away from the battle of the gods, and put it in the farther future.

This feather, the one that saved Xihe, originally belonged to Fengshan; Daozi Tianyan secretly stuffed it into Yang Jian's black turtle belt, and Yang Jian treasured it all the time and never used it.

In order to save Xihe, Daozi Tianyan must have dealt with this phoenix feather, so that... today Yang Jian was taken advantage of!

The symbol on Yang Jian's chest became more and more solid, a burning pain that Yang Jian had never felt hit, and Yang Jian's whole body began to twitch.

Feng clan can Nirvana, he is a human race...

Dry!

Regardless of whether he can succeed, if he doesn't give it a try, how willing he is!

"Xinke, let's go!"

Yang Jian opened his eyes and yelled, and when Ao Xinke was taken aback, strands of flames burst out from all over Yang Jian's body, like bursts, turning into blazing pillars of fire rising into the sky!

Yang Jian is forcibly performing the great art of Nirvana of the Feng clan!

The water mist evaporates instantly! Ao Xinke was thrown backwards by a wave of fire, Taiyi immediately pulled her back with his force, protecting her and retreating backwards!

Right now, Daoist Taiyi's expression can definitely be described by the word 'rich'...

"What kind of method is this?"

"The secret method of the Phoenix clan..." Ao Xinke's voice was also full of astonishment and confusion, but she immediately smiled, tears streaming down her face, "Nirvana, it's Nirvana!"

air.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit stopped her attack, Yun Zhongzi was finally able to take a breath, but the Qingxu Daodezhenjun who had been gritting his teeth insisted on it turned his face like gold paper, spitting blood from his mouth.

"How is it possible?" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit clenched her slender hands, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Isn't Yang Jian's vitality and breath just about to be exhausted? Why can I still live, why can there be such variables!

"Master Nephew Yang Jian, what's the matter?" Qingxu Daodezhenjun hurriedly asked, and Yun Zhongzi quickly pinched his fingers to calculate.

"Yang Jian!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit immediately displayed her supernatural powers, and rushed to the source of the pillar of fire recklessly; Yun Zhongzi held out his sword to block it, and Qingxu Daozhenjun immediately waved the fan of five fires and seven birds, trying his best to block the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

Under the Chaos Clock, Wuyun Daxian looked at the pillar of fire and sighed softly.

First there was a ray of divine light, and then this pillar of fire. Yang Jian, who explained the teachings, really wanted to embarrass them, the older generation of Taoist monks?

"This child is hard to get rid of, and the way of heaven cannot tolerate it."

Wuyun Daxian shook his head, just defending, no more attacking.

From all over Xiqi, Nezha, Huang Tianhua and others rushed towards the pillar of fire, and Zhijian who had fallen under the wall also got up, stared at the pillar of fire in the eastern sky, raised his head and laughed a few times.

Martial King Ji Fa, who was praying to the sky on the high platform, stared at the pillar of fire, and suddenly felt a sense of relief, and his mind was inexplicably relaxed.

when--

The Chaos Clock rang suddenly, and a gray curtain of light appeared over Xiqi, flickering slightly, and returned to the Chaos Clock in the blink of an eye.

A somewhat thin figure appeared strangely beside the Chaos Clock, raised his head and laughed a few times, the laughter echoed between the heaven and the earth, with indescribable pleasure and indescribable excitement.

It's Tianyan Daozi!

He raised his hand to grab the handle of the Chaos Clock, and his figure was connected to the big clock, and disappeared without a trace!

Daozi Tianyan didn't flee from the universe, he was full of great powers, he hadn't been sanctified yet, so it was not easy to leave.

But with the Chaos Clock in hand, why do we have to cross the universe by force? Straight across the long river of time, to the upstream or downstream of time, who can trace him?

This is where the Chaos Clock is truly powerful.

But the Chaos Clock suddenly disappeared, and there was no obstacle in the sky and the earth. Immortals all over the sky looked at the pillar of fire that shot straight into the sky at the same time, feeling the profound meaning of the real fire.

"what happened?"

"Why is this fire so overbearing, it seems to burn everything in the world, but it also contains boundless vitality."

"There seems to be a figure in the fire...it is Yang Jian's nephew!"

With a loud shout circulating on Nanzhou, it was Chi Jingzi, the second disciple of Yuxu Palace!

He shouted directly: "Protect my disciples! Never lose the list of gods!"

"good!"

The Xianjiao Immortals responded immediately, seeing that Yang Jian had survived until now under the bombardment of the Virgin of the Golden Spirit, all of them were full of Dao heart agitation and magnificent momentum!

On the other hand, although the immortals of Jiejiao were not flustered, they were full of bewilderment and unwillingness.

The outer void...

"Is there a phoenix nirvana here?"

Taoist Duobao asked in a daze, his eyes crossed the endless void, and when he saw Yang Jian's figure, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Guang Chengzi was not far in front of Taoist Duobao, and the two stopped fighting at this moment, but they both agreed tacitly and did not make a move.

Daoist Duobao smiled and said: "How much painstaking effort did Yuxu Palace spend to cultivate such a freak? The Phoenix Nirvana Great Art can get such a secret of heaven and earth. It really wants to scare the poor Taoist to death."

"It should be said that Junior Brother Yuding has spent so much effort..." Guang Chengzi was about to sigh with emotion when his expression suddenly changed.

Not only Guang Chengzi, but also Daoist Duobao, with a look of shock on his face.

Above Xiqi, black clouds filled the air in the blink of an eye. These two large black clouds came from the east and west sides and collided near the pillar of fire that Yang Jian made.

It was two obscure but extremely powerful auras colliding!

"Master?"

"teacher……"

Guang Chengzi and Taoist Duobao looked at each other, but they did not attack each other, and immediately returned to Xiqi from the void.

The two saints showed their aura and instantly suppressed the land of Wubuzhou!

The soul trembled, and the monk fell to the ground!

The disciples of the two religions who were fighting stopped almost at the same time, and their faces changed drastically.

The disciples of Chanjiao felt as if there was the sharpest sword in the world, reaching their throats; and the disciples of Jiejiao felt a mountain hanging above their heads at the same time, as if they would be crushed in the next moment!

What does the two saints mean?

Not allowed to fight?

wrong!

These two saints, two of the Sanqing, the chess players in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, at this time the aura of the two saints is surrounding that pillar of fire!

In the blink of an eye, accidents happened again.

"Moo..."

Suddenly there was a yelling of a bull, and all the immortals looked up together, and saw an old man riding a bull coming in the misty clouds.

The old man just raised his hand lightly, and the two saintly auras facing each other disappeared in an instant. The black clouds over Xiqi came and went quickly, and finally there was only a picture of Taiji condensed by clouds and mist, slowly rotating there.

Be it the sword intent or the coercion, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Behind the old man was a young man, although most of the immortals did not know the real face of the old man, they all knew the face of the young man.

Grand Master Xuandu...

Tai Chi diagram……

green bull...

Taiqing saint?

What day is it today? It's nothing more than the Chaos Clock's appearance. The Jade Cauldron fights against Zhunti Saint, and the Sanqing Saint also appeared one after another!

Next to the green bull, a middle-aged man and a young man appeared, and at the same time saluted the old man on the blue bull, saying:

"Brother."

"Big brother."

"Daoist disputes are caused by destiny," the old man's voice seemed to have no strength, but it was heard by the Taoist immortals, and only these Taoist immortals could hear it. "However, this is not the time for you and me to make a move. The way of heaven must not make too much difference. Two junior brothers, follow me back to the Taiqing temple for a while."

Yuanshi Tianzun and the leader of Tongtian worshiped at the same time, and the three figures slowly disappeared.

The three saints just left?

So today, should the fight continue or not?

In the sky and on the ground, this group of disciples of the second and third generations of the Taoist sect stared at each other, unable to figure out what the sage's intentions were.

"Why are you all standing still?" Great Master Xuandu laughed, "You should fight, you should kill, if you don't work hard, how can the list of gods be filled?"

After saying that, the figure of the Great Master Xuandu flashed and appeared beside the fire pillar. After sizing it up carefully for a while, he muttered, "It's really the great skill of phoenix nirvana. How did that guy do it? Are you afraid that Shifeng will find him desperately?"

Suddenly heard a shout:

"Don't let Yang Jian succeed! Otherwise, it will be a serious problem for us to stop teaching!"

All the immortals looked down, but it was the long-eared Dingguang Immortal.

This statement is absolutely reasonable, originally Yang Jian was able to save Zhao Gongming, so he had no hatred for Jiejiao.

But after today, how can Yang Jian not hate Jujiao? The revenge of killing one's body and the resentment of destroying the Dao, although the Holy Mother of Jinling and Wuyun Daxian acted directly, they also resisted the teaching reinforcements and protected the Chaos Clock. Everyone has a share.

With a glimpse before, Yang Jian was able to resist the two top masters, Wuyun Daxian and Jinling Shengmu, and he still could not die.

Now, they have created a posture that looks like the Nirvana of the Phoenix Clan...

If this son doesn't die today, and he is in charge of the Conferred God, they will definitely not have a good life if they stop teaching!

"So what if he learns the Nirvana of the Phoenix?" The cold voice of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit spread throughout the prehistoric world, "Today's task! Kill Yang Jian! Take away the list of gods! All the immortals who cut off the teaching come here!"

Immortal Jiejiao immediately agreed, and Daoist Duobao, the senior brother, also acquiesced to what the second junior sister did.

On Jinao Island, Penglai Island, and fairy islands in the East China Sea and the South China Sea, figures soared into the sky.

"Where is the Yuxu sect!"

Guang Chengzi raised his sword and scolded angrily, "If you and I can't even protect a disciple of the third generation, what kind of disciples are you? What kind of disciples are you! What kind of Dao of heaven and earth are you cultivating!"

"war!"

"Today is immortality!"

The fairies are excited! The war will start!

In the sky, a shooting star flickered in the sunset. If you look carefully, the real Yuding is rushing back to this place with all his strength, and the aura of Zhunti saint is nowhere to be seen!

Above the nine heavens, more than a hundred heavenly courts enshrined expressionless arrays, and their spiritual consciousness was also locked in the place of the Taoist battle.

Could it be that the Great War of Conferred Gods will break out earlier?

Just as the immortals were gearing up to make a move, the pillar of fire suddenly exploded in flames, then shrank and turned back to its source.

Where is the figure of Yang Jian at the source? Only a group of gray and white flames are burning...

A hand that was as white as jade, suddenly protruded flames, as if it had opened a door, and a figure that was not burly but extremely strong walked out from inside...

Wrapped in flames, a three-pointed, two-edged gun floated around the fiery man; while the flames were burning, the long black hair slowly condensed.

"Husband..."

Ao Xinke yelled tremblingly, closed her eyes, and passed out immediately, her figure slowly fell on her back.

call--

A burst of flames rushed from the side, but the figure walked out of the flames, completely naked, and hugged Ao Xinke by the waist.

"I'm back……"

Ao Xinke's taut and delicate body in a coma slowly dissipated in this soft call.

The man who hugged him opened his left hand, and the three-pointed two-edged gun flew over, and he held it tightly.

Under the newly condensed sword eyebrows, the eyes are cold and unwavering, the forehead is full of divine light, and the cheeks are the same as before.

Around the body, eighty-one mysterious beads are shining!

The nine mysterious beads on the spine have grown a bit bigger than before Nirvana, and now they are round and smooth, just like the other seventy-two mysterious beads around the body, without any blemishes.

This is the great art of Nirvana!

Starting today, Nirvana is no longer a secret method exclusive to the Feng Clan!

"Who wants to kill me?"