Chapter 186: Reincarnation Spear, defeated Wang Shan

What does this mirror do? Let yourself see how embarrassed it is now?
Yao Ji felt bitter in her heart, but she didn't feel ashamed because of the Queen Mother's brilliance, but she was still unavoidable a little self-pity. ?шщЩ.suimEnG.1a
The self in the mirror is indeed much more haggard than before.
The white lotus princess who was regarded by the immortals as a celestial immortal when she first entered the heavenly court, but now only the empty body is left, and there is only a trace of unwilling fire left in the body...
If there weren't still Jian'er and Chan'er, what's the point of being alive? ..
"But I'm not as good as you," said the queen mother, "you have been with your husband for at least ten years, but I have never owned anything. Now, you have a son who is willing to give up his life for you. , You have no regrets in your life."
Yao Ji's body trembled, looking at the queen mother, she wanted to talk, but bit her tongue.
"Manny, what do you mean?"
"Who is in the mirror?"
The Queen Mother pointed her finger, and the mirror in front of Yao Ji showed a scene of Yang Jian, Wang Shan and others fighting.
At this time, the battle has become fierce, both sides are in danger, and several heavenly gods and Yang Jian are already scarred...
"Jian'er..." Yao Ji seemed to be emptied of energy, and she threw herself in front of the mirror, almost losing her voice.
"Your son is really a born warrior. He has fought all the way in Zhongtianmen until now. I don't know how many games he has played. The Heavenly Court has eliminated those old venerations, and the warriors have almost all been defeated in his hands." Saying, "Soon, as long as he wins this game again, he will be able to enter this heaven. There are only a few flying paths left before you."
Yao Ji's face was pale, she was a little shaky.
The Queen Mother sighed softly, "I'll let you out, Yao Ji."
Yao Ji raised her head to look at the Queen Mother, with some expectation, some desire, and some surprise in her eyes.
At this moment, she wanted to nod her head, she wanted to rush out here, even if she died in front of herself and her children, don't let him fight for herself again.
At that moment, Yao Ji almost nodded her head, but she suddenly thought of a lot, thinking of her own experience in the Heavenly Court. These five hundred years of meditation made her understand a lot and see through it.
"What does Empress want me to do?" Yao Ji whispered softly.
The Queen Mother wanted to say something but shook her head slightly.
Yao Ji smiled miserably, and whispered: "I have been here for five hundred years and five hundred years of meditation. I finally figured out one thing. Heavenly Court is a place where you can regardless of family affection and past. Do one thing. Everything has its purpose, right?"
The Queen Mother did not speak, but floated quietly, like a fairy depicted in the painting with heavy ink.
Yao Ji sighed faintly, bowed to the Queen Mother, and looked up at Yang Jian in the mirror.
She saw Yang Jian's eyes and Yang Jian's already tired and bloodstained face. Yao Ji's eyes were misted, she was holding her heart, and her breathing was a little bit difficult.
"I'm just waiting for him here," she said.
"I'm not going anywhere, just waiting for him here; he must have thought about everything, I can't make any mistakes, I can't let his current efforts become a joke."
Yao Ji slowly closed her eyes, "I will wait here. If he died today, I will leave with him. He and Chan'er are my last concerns."
The Queen Mother’s voice was ethereal and moving, as if she was a little ecstatic. She said:
The world is so stupid that everyone can’t survive. I never thought that apart from the relationship between men and women, maybe there should be the fetters of family love.

"Manny..."
"Yao Ji, what you have is something I have never had before, but it is not what I envy. You, do it for yourself."
The voice drifted away, Yao Ji opened her eyes, where is the figure of the Queen Mother?
Yao Ji hurriedly looked at the mirror in front of her, but the mirror had turned into a cloud and was gently blown away by the wind.
"戬er...戬er!"
Yao Ji turned around like a madman, about to force her to rush out of the big formation that had imprisoned her, but was bounced back by the shining light of the light wall, and she fell to sit there feebly.
Tears continued to fall like a pearl breaking, and Yao Ji couldn't help but burst into tears.
Five hundred years ago, when her husband was killed by the heavenly admiral, she did not cry like this, but was using her silence and silence to counterattack the heavenly court and her brother.
But now, when she learned that her son was fighting the Heavenly Court for herself, rushing here step by step...
She finally couldn't help crying, her voice getting louder and louder, and the emotions didn't have to be suppressed anymore.
Why are you so stupid, mother is not worthy of you...
If you have any shortcomings, how do you let your mother live, how do you let your mother meet your father...
"Jian'er..."
In Taoshan, the leaves of the yushu tree are slowly falling. If you don't look carefully, you will feel that this is a fallen tree that always grows in the end of autumn, but the leaves on it are very persistent and have never fallen before.
The starlight faded away, and the stone wall was still the cold stone wall, and the heaven's sealing array was quietly operating, nothing unusual.
It was as if the Queen Mother had never appeared, and there was no mark left here.
Outside Taoshan, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals stood one after another, laying out an unknown number of large formations to guard against death.
Gradually, the heavenly soldiers dispatched from everywhere are like a sea of ​​smoke, and it is no longer possible to find out how many people there are.
All the generals who were good at leading soldiers couldn't stop the young man from the battle reports from the past. Now they can only rely on this large formation to see if Yang Jian's strength can be exhausted.
In the fairy mountain palaces everywhere in this world, the fairies have been forbidden to go out and walk around at will.
But they were all begging for fairies and guards who were slightly stronger to perform cloud mirror techniques and watch the fierce battle at the end of the heavens.
In the fierce battle with Wang Shan and other celestial generals, Yang Jian stepped into this heaven from the last heaven.
That kind of domineering, spear-in-hand valiant of giving up to me, has turned off the beauty of many women.
Near.
It was very close to my mother.
Yang Jian could almost see the end of the cloud and mist in front of him, the lonely peach mountain, and the people standing alone in the mountain.
The already numb hands gushing out of strength again, and the potential lurking in the body has been tapped out, but he has not reached the limit!
And the opponents in front of him, except for Wang Shan, who was still full of fighting strength, were left with only two great Luo Tian generals.
"Who can stop me!"
Yang Jian let out a low cry, and the spear was swept out again, his body rotated like a top, turning into a gust of wind and swept forward!
The two heavenly generals had to avoid their sharp edges for a while, Wang Shan waved the golden whip into the violent wind, and the sound of Jin Ge's collision sounded for a while, and the violent wind was finally blocked.
There were a few more scars on Wang Shan's body, and the starlight around Yang Jian's body became a little bleak.
This young Jin Jiao is really a bit difficult.
Yang Jian stopped the gun body, his eyes were a little hot, but his voice was faintly indifferent: "Report your name."
"Heavenly Court Minister, Wang Shan."
Wang Shan answered neither humble nor overbearing, but he smiled bitterly as soon as his voice fell.
How many years has he been practicing? When asked by a "post-born" who had just practiced Taoism for five hundred years, he was still a little bit complacent because of his "not humble or overbearing.
Seriously ironic.
Yang Jian said calmly: "Today I rushed to Heaven to save my mother, and finally met someone who would let me fight carefully. However, time is different, I want to decide the outcome with one shot, and please protect my life."
When Wang Shan heard the words, he nodded sternly, and clasped his fists to Yang Jian and said, "To stop you today is loyal."
"War is the same, why do you need to divide it?" Yang Jian smiled freely, holding the tipless gun with both hands, his eyes tracing the body of the tipless gun, his eyes showing a little gentleness.
After several battles, the gun body also left some traces, and the constant collisions and beatings also seemed to re-forge the gun, sharpening the connection between man and gun.
One life, one military, one soldier, is enough!
This shot!
Yang Jian had previously realized it accidentally, but it was also a little real meaning he had been secretly comprehending.
Once you have entered the reincarnation road, why commit murder!
Yang Jian held the gun in both hands and stepped forward, but there was an obscure rhyme around him!
One shot was fired, and six spear shadows rotated around the gun body, transforming Shura, the sea of ​​blood, the Buddha, and the world!
The profound meaning of the six reincarnation discs seen in the past was incorporated into this shot by Yang Jian!
All spirits will eventually die, and the spear will be broken!
Wang Shan was the first to bear the brunt, and his expression changed drastically. He sacrificed the golden whip and made countless deductions in his heart, but he couldn't perform the countless changes in Yang Jian's shot!
The golden light shone, but was cut off by a shot!
All the immortals saw Yang Jian carrying a spear and rushing towards Wang Shan, Wang Shan raised a golden whip to greet him, and the two crossed and stood opposite each other.
It's that simple!
But the more profound the cultivation is, the more you can feel the extraordinaryness of Yang Jian's shot!
Picking up the gun, no nostalgia ~EbookFREE.me~ and no turning back, Yang Jian stepped forward and disappeared without a trace after two steps.
Wang Shan stood there, his face sinking in the darkness, and suddenly smiled.
"Good marksmanship."
Click...
His armor was ripped from head to toe, the golden whip in his hand was broken inch by inch, and he stood there with a disheveled head, his body shook, he knelt down on one knee, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
Wang Shan, defeated.
Above the Jiulong Jinnian, the Jade Emperor slowly shook his head, his eyes somewhat disappointed.
"Come here, send elixir to Wang Shan."
"Yes," I will leave one day, needless to say.
The Jiulong Jinnian moved, and there was another chaotic battle ahead; the generals just reacted and rushed into the distance with some listlessness.
Yang Jian is getting closer and closer to Taoshan...