Chapter 410: Feng Ling is burning against the sky! Natal supernatural powers now!

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　　The phoenix has feathers, and the dragon has reverse scales.
　　 The great art of Nirvana is hard to come by now.
　　……
　　 Sudden change, appeared to give Yang Jian the last demon ancestor...
　　The immortal who stared at the sky, and the other quasi-sage of the demon race who was stunned in the same place and realized that something was strange...
　　 "Little demon dare you!"
　　 The voice of the real Taiyi was full of anger and panic, but he could only watch Mei Kongmei pump and snarled the sky dog ​​and hit Yang Jian on the back.
Jiejiao wanted to kill Yang Jian, but he had a lot of scruples. Therefore, the hearts of Jiejiao immortals today are not too close. Half of them still want to avoid the full-scale war between the two religions. Even the Golden Spirit Mother is so worried, just to force Yang Jian. Hand over the Fengshen list.
　　Although the Mother of God of the Golden Spirit also hurt Yang Jian in the previous fight, but that knew that Yang Jian's physical strength was too difficult, and she had to do it.
　　 Besides, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit can afford the consequences of killing Yang Jian.
　　 But, how can the Yaozu bear the revenge of interpretation? How can you withstand the revenge of the real jade tripod outside?
　　 The ancestor of the male demon who came here with Mei Kongmei is almost mad at this moment!
　　 Mei Kong Mei kept shouting that for the demon clan’s big plan, he had to go to Yang Jian, and he would definitely not burn himself...
　　 In the end, she belongs to the demon emperor's ancestor! Is this a trick? Is this not to ignite the body?
　　 This male demon ancestor only needs to think of the jade tripod that fought wildly with Zhunti saints, and think of teaching hundreds of lords and dozens of great powers to sweep the five continents and kill the demon clan...
　　 "Mei Kongmei! Do you dare!"
　　 The ancestor of the monster clan who shouted loudest at this time was really ironic.
　　 Mei Kongmei showed a chuckle at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were crazy...
　　 She stood behind Yang Jian, like a Taoist couple, hugging Yang Jian's back, the short sword in her hand had penetrated into Yang Jian's heart from behind, and a stream of pure demon power slammed into it.
　　 No, even if Yang Jian is in a mess, Mei Kongmei cannot break his body at this time!
　　 But that dagger is not a physical entity. If you look closely, it is just a little blood stain.
　　 Lost Soul Sword, the secret treasure of the monster race, specializing in breaking the soul!
　　 die!
　　 die! Die!
　　 Occupy my Meishan, take my hut, take away my last thoughts, and ruin my hope for countless years!
　　 "Go!"
　　 Yang Jian was hit hard, and vast profound energy suddenly gushed out of his back. He condensed his big hands and drew the defenseless Mei Kongmei directly away.
　　 At the moment when the plum was pumped, Yang Jian suddenly burst into a cloud of blood, up and down, up and down, limbs, chest and abdomen...
　　The great tree of the Yuanshen was polluted by blood, and it was rapidly wilting at a speed visible to the naked eye!
　　 Mei Kongmei’s demonic air, if a heavy hammer hit Yang Jian's back; it happened to be the position of the spine, and it became the last straw that crushed Yang Jian.
　　 Nine beads are about to collapse!
　　 The warning signs in Yang Jian's heart were all great, and the word'death' appeared in his heart.
　　 Just, just... Is it like this?
　　 I just opened the Sky Eye, and haven't had a chance to use the magic power of the Sky Eye once, it's so...
　　 Click!
　　 The sound of bone cracking came from the back, and the nine profound beads that were flawed by leaving the customs early shattered at the same time!
　　 The inner profound energy ran away, the profound gang was out of control, and the remaining seventy-two profound beads instantly lost their balance...
　　 Yang Jian burst out a mist around his body!
　　 Ao Xinke's figure has rushed to Yang Jian's side, enduring the uncontrollable mysterious ‘scratching’, reaching out to help Yang Jian’s body, but was stained with blood from his hands.
　　 "Husband, husband, don't..."
　　 "Xin Ke..."
　　 Yang Jian opened his lips laboriously, "It hurt, hurt you..."
　　 "Don't, don't leave me... Ah, ah!"
　　 The dragon girl is no longer cold, she is as fragile as a mortal woman, crying and piercing her heart, her body is constantly trembling, and she has a quasi-sage power for Yang Jian.
　　 But useless, totally useless.
　　 The mysterious beads are destroyed, the mysterious body is destroyed.
　　 Yang Jian's body had been broken into a fishing net, and Xianli couldn't stop at all.
　　 The fight between heaven and earth continued, Taiyi stubbornly resisted the Golden Spirit Mother Dragon Tiger Ruyi, his mouth overflowed with blood, but desperately moved to Yang Jian's side.
　　 Taiyi grabbed a handful of jade bottles in his hand. This mighty power who had always been calm and calm to a bit gloomy, his hands were shaking.
　　 If Yang Jian is dead, I don’t know what crazy things Junior Brother Yuding is going to do!
　　 These are useless, these are useless...
　　 The consciousness of the real Taiyi was looking at Yang Jian's injury, his forehead was full of cold sweat.
　　 "Master!" Madam Taiyi suddenly knelt down and shouted at Jiutian, completely ignoring the existence of Chaos Clock.
　　 "I would like to ask the master to grant the 9th rank golden pill to extend the life of his nephew Yang Jian! Ask the master to grant the 9th rank golden pill to continue his life for his nephew Yang Jian!"
　　 The master in his mouth is the Laozi of the Sanqing.
　　 Unfortunately, there is no response.
　　 was just a third-generation disciple of Yuxu Palace who was seriously injured and dying, but he disqualified Zhunsheng and changed his color.
　　 This matter itself is somewhat ironic, but at this time, here, in the world under the suppression of the Chaos Clock, all the immortals who witnessed this scene were silent.
　　 Long-ear Dingguangxian smiled at the corners of his mouth, as if relieved.
　　 Yang Jian lay there, feeling the strength and spiritual consciousness of his whole body are fading quickly, his mouth is more laborious, the profound body has reached its final limit.
　　Master...
　　小婵...
　　Mother...
　　 Ao Xinke was already sobbing, and choked: "Husband, I will go with you, I will go with you..."
　　 "Don't do stupid things...I may still be able to seal up and enshrine the gods...cough!"
　　 Yang Jian coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he only said this to comfort his wife.
　　 The title of Heavenly Court, protecting him from the title of the gods, turned out to be an obstacle to his survival.
　　Perhaps, I was wrong starting from calculating Jiang Shang.
　　A man, how can he regret this because of his own defeat? It's just a fight, and it's just a fight. It would be too embarrassing to cry and regret.
　　 The experience of going through the land is really amazing.
　　 "Second Master, Second Master!"
　　 Yao Gonglin was bloodied, kneeling hundreds of feet away, as if the sky had fallen.
　　 Nezha didn't come over. He was still fighting the two Jiejiao immortals in the sky, but his eyes were red and he looked like a madman, and he took his life with one shot and one sword.
　　 The real Taiyi is still waiting for Lao Tzu to respond, and now the only thing that can keep Yang Jian is the Nine Rank Golden Core, and the innate spiritual roots are not good.
The voice in 　　's ear gradually became empty, and Yang Jian's eyes began to fade.
　　 It’s worth it.
　　 It is said that at the moment when a person is about to die, time will be stretched infinitely, allowing people to recall the ups and downs of this life.
　　 Yang Jian seems to have entered this state.
　　Mileu.
　　 I remembered the short period of more than 20 years when I was in my hometown on the earth. I didn't feel much pain when I was hit and killed by a car. I woke up from the soil kang in a daze.
　　The deepest imprint in my memory is the time when I took Xiaochan to Kunlun Mountain.
　　 This magnificent world makes myself unable to relax, night and night, I can't sleep peacefully, thinking in my heart, I will fly to the sky and live forever.
　　 The years in the Yuquan Mountain, the great world where the aura is exhausted does not know what to do...
　　 Later, I became a family in the predicament, and I had a wife who was so charming and daring to think about it in my previous life. She was not ashamed and embarrassed every day, and it was considered to have enjoyed the joy of human relations...
　　 From now on, she is not worried, after all, there is a quasi-sage cultivation base, and she is still Princess Dragon Palace.
　　Mother and Xiaochan, maybe they can only count on Old Uncle Jade Emperor to take care of them; although he doesn't know why, Yang Jian always feels that Old Uncle Jade Emperor is a little more scheming and more calculating, which is actually not bad.
　　 I just can’t let go of that surname Liu, before I have time to shoot that bastard...
'Yang Jian……'
　　 There was a soft call suddenly in his heart, and Yang Jian was stunned and suddenly thought of something.
　　He seems, can't die?
　　Yang Jian's chest suddenly began to flash with seven colors of light. This light enveloped Yang Jian's broken soul, and seemed to be about to pull Yang Jian's consciousness somewhere.
this is……
　　 Houtu Niang's heart is bloody!
　　 The Great Witch Festival of the Xuanming tribe said that as long as Houtu is not dead, and Yang Jian's soul is not destroyed, Houtu Empress can return Yang Jian and reshape her real body.
　　 On the other side of the river where the flowers are in full bloom, the woman in white sitting in the flower cluster closed her eyes and frowned slightly.
　　‘Why resist? ’
　　'Manny? "Yang Jian's whole world seemed to be plunged into boundless darkness, but he could hear the voice of Hou Tu and yell softly.
　　On the Tao of Soul, even if it is a saint, I am afraid that I am afraid to win the six reincarnation discs.
　　 And also with the power of the six reincarnation discs, this power can ignore the suppression of the chaotic clock and descend on Yang Jian's remains.
　　 Seven colors of light shone lightly in Yang Jian's heart.
　　 Yang Jian asked in his heart: "Manny, if I reshape this body, will my cultivation and supernatural powers be there? ’
　　‘There will be a loss...Even if the saint takes action, your own luck will be zero and your potential will be exhausted. Life is important, don't care about it. ’
'do not! No! ’
　　 Yang Jian yelled this sentence almost subconsciously.
　　 Why?
　　 can survive, why refuse?
　　 Houtu Niang Niang's voice sounded again: ‘You should be able to retain most of your skills at this time, and you can protect yourself in the wild. ’
　　 Yang Jian: ‘Then I promised the empress, can I still do it? ’
　　 Houtu suddenly became silent.
　　 Yang Jian closed his eyes. Although his mind became heavier and his eyelids weakened, his heart was still struggling.
　　 live... but can only live without being able to cultivate further...
　　 At this moment, he actually thought of the infinite Kunpeng.
　　‘Manny, I want to try again. ’
　　 Ao Xinke felt a little bit, looking up, Yang Jian's blood-stained face showed some smiles...
　　 "Husband?"
　　 A little hope arose in her heart.
　　 Yang Jian's heart.
　　‘If you can only live mediocrely and live with a crippling life, it’s better to just die like this. "Yang Jian's voice was calm, and a flame gradually ignited in his heart.
　　 I have tasted the path of monasticism that has been admired and admired by people. How can I be more than mediocre? !
　　‘Goodness, if you cannot save yourself, I should lead you to the other side. ’
　　‘Thank you, Niang Niang! ’
　　 Yang Jian felt like someone gave himself a light push, and his consciousness broke free in the boundless darkness.
　　 On his chest, the colorful shimmers that had gathered together flooded all around him.
　　 Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, looking towards the sky as if the light was back.
　　 Help yourself, how to save yourself?
　　 Yuanshen was temporarily protected by Houtu Niangniang's heart blood, allowing him to hold on for a while; his body was covered with scars, and the profound beads in his body were out of control, and the root of all this was the rupture of the nine beads in the spine.
　　 Madam Taiyi judged it right, this kind of injury that has long been turned into Fu powder on others, except that the nine-turn golden pill can hang his life, the magical powers and the medicine are all powerless.
　　 No, there is also the purple jade reincarnation lotus platform!
　　 Yang Jian has a lot of hope in his heart, but he is still trying to save himself. After all, at this time, the chaos clock is suppressing this place, and the master is fighting with the saint and cannot come to rescue immediately.
　　 Control the profound energy and fill the cracks in the nine beads...
　　 No, it can't be filled. His soul is now too severely injured, and he can't concentrate too much. Although he can barely control the profound body, he can't suppress the chaotic spirit and spirit all over his body.
How to do?
How to do!
　　 Calm down and think, the sky is infinite and there is always a ray of life in the world.
　　 Where is my life?
　　 Eight or nine profound arts!
　　 The seventh stage of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, returning to the Hong Realm, the primordial spirit combines with the physical body to create the eighth stage of the Xuanhuang Immortal Body!
　　If you step into the seventh level, will you have a chance?
Have! Have the opportunity!
　　 The flesh body blends with the soul, and the destructive power attached to the soul can definitely be inherited by the tyrannical body!
　　As long as the primordial spirit does not die, no matter how badly he is injured, he can hold it down with his will, hold on to the master, and use the purple jade reincarnation lotus platform lent by the sage Nuwa!
　　Perhaps, after that, I need to repair this physical body for one hundred thousand years and millions of years, but still retains his further potential and the slim possibility of reaching the summit!
　　 Breakthrough!
　　 Break through with a residual body!
　　 Fortunately, the sixth level is only to comprehend a natal magical power by oneself, and has no requirements for one's own state. The focus is on the word'enlightenment'.
　　 This seems to be my own ray of life!
　　 Yang Jian was ecstatic in his heart and lifted his spirits!
　　 So, come with any magical power to let him step into the realm of Gui Hong...
　　 A light flashed in Yang Jian's heart, and the remnant body seemed to tremble slightly, and the profound beads in his body also felt peaceful for a moment!
　　 What is the power of life? Self-oriented, self-understanding, can rely on this supernatural power to cross the world, it is natal supernatural power.
　　 Yang Jian forced himself to calm down, but when his life was about to cry, who would he be able to sink into the realm of enlightenment immediately?
　　 No, you must enlighten it anyway!
　　 He definitely don't be a waste person!
　　I would rather die than linger!
　　 Yang Jian's body suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes burned with a thick unwillingness, and his forehead eyes slowly emerged!
　　 Does the magical power of the eyes of the sky count?
　　 It’s not right. The Sky Eye has nothing to do with the Eight-Nine Profound Art. Although it is also performed by the power of the body, this is the morality of reincarnation.
　　 "Husband, husband?" Ao Xinke tremblingly called.
　　, the real Taiyi on the side lowered his head, watching Yang Jian's broken body.
　　 This will, this strong unwillingness...
　　 The real Taiyi hit the ground with a punch without any mana.
　　What can he do?
　　 "Uncle, please protect me," Ao Xinke was full of determination in her beautiful eyes, raising her hand, a mist filled her and Yang Jian's figure.
　　 Sushui is too mysterious, moisturizing everything.
　　 Ao Xinke felt the deep unwillingness and unwillingness that Yang Jian conveyed, as well as the resolute unwillingness to bow his head, and his eyes gradually became firmer.
　　 Husband, even if I exhaust my self-cultivation and exchange my life for my life, I will save you back!
　　 Ao Xinke gritted her teeth and lay down in Yang Jian's arms. A stock of Long Power was drawn from her blood, and she was about to rush to Yang Jian's body.
　　 suddenly!
　　 A fierce Dao Yun gushes out of Yang Jian, rushing Ao Xinke directly away!
　　Open the rhyme of heaven?
　　 Ao Xinke was overjoyed, but before the smile came out, this Taoist rhyme collapsed instantly.
　　 Yang Jian Xinhai...
　　 No, it's not right, Kai Tian Dao Yun is the supernatural power reserved by the Great God Pangu, it can't become his own destiny supernatural power!
　　Pangu visualization map collapsed and dissipated. Yang Jian's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his spiritual consciousness began to become dizzy again, but he was still turning his mind rapidly.
　　 Outside, Ao Xinke saw this, and her heart trembled again, lying on Yang Jian 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 every ball of light, there seems to be a little dragon.
　　Using the Sushui Taixuan Dao as a supplement, using the original dragon power to reconcile the violent profound energy in Yang Jian, condense the profound gang, reconcile the profound blood, and try to repair the nine profound beads damaged in the spine, and quickly heal Yang Jian's injuries.
　　 Yang Jian's body finally improved slightly, but Ao Xinke's complexion was extremely pale.
　　 This is like pumping her bone marrow!
　　 Ao Xinke was already injured. At this time, she finally couldn't help herself, and a mouthful of blood surged upwards; she was afraid that Yang Jian would feel it, and quickly got up, but some blood still sprayed onto the mysterious turtle belt on Yang Jian's waist.
　　The Xuan Turtle Belt has a total of three spirit stones, one can be used for living creatures, which is the den of the snarling dog, and the other stores the vast treasures obtained in the Xuan Turtle Taoist Store;
　　 And the third one is where Yang Jian stores important things on weekdays. There are many treasures in it, and there are also some very big ‘things’.
　　 Ao Xinke took a bite of blood, accompanied by two light orbs of the power of Longyuan, which just infiltrated the space of this third spirit stone.
　　 Taoism pays attention to ‘Mustard Seed Naxu’, which can also be called ‘Mustard Seed Universe’.
In the deepest part of this space, beside the iron plate engraved with the word "Jiu", a brocade box was suddenly lit by fire, and a small firebird flew out of it, as if defending the territory, rushing to the two edges. A little ball of light carrying the'you dragon'.
　　Look carefully at the Firebird. It was a palm-sized "Phoenix", or a pure-blooded Phoenix!
　　 Firebird easily smashed the two of light, seeming to have a feeling, and rushed directly out of the black turtle belt, trying to pierce the air with its wings!
　　 Ao Xinke was taken aback, but it was too late to stop.
but!
　　 A big blood-stained hand, a bit slow and laborious, but it can hold this little phoenix directly!
　　 The blood mist stained the Phoenix's real body, showing its true appearance. It was actually a feather that was burning with flames, and the sound of Fengming was faintly heard.
　　 Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead eyes were difficult to appear, aiming at his clenched left hand, slowly opened!
　　 God's Eye·Reincarnation.
　　 This lingyu suddenly burst into a three-foot-high sacred fire, and there seemed to be a pair of majestic and domineering phoenix eyes opened in the sacred fire, looking at Yang Jian!
　　 In the mist, a voice filled with vastness and coercion suddenly came out, which made Taiyi stand upright!
　　 "Who dares to watch our tribe!"
　　 "Offend!"
Yang Jian squeezed half a word out of his mouth, and with his last will and strength, he opened his forehead and raised his eyes. The phantom of the six reincarnation discs contained in his pupils slowly rotated, and a terrible breath charged upwards. , Extinguish the three-foot-high sacred fire directly!
　　 Break the falsehood and return to the source!
　　Hoo!
　　 That feather feather suddenly flared up! Among them, there was a phoenix spreading its wings and soaring, but the phoenix's body was suddenly torn apart, turned into mysterious symbols, and flowed out an unheard of Taoist rhyme!
　　 The phoenix has great art, its name is Nirvana!
found it!
　　 Yang Jian’s opened eyes, and the eyes that are about to disperse his pupils, reflect a mysterious "symbol"!
　　 That is the true meaning of Nirvana! It seems that someone has condensed it long ago, waiting for him to see it!
　　唳
　　 Another Fengming sound came from Yang Jian!
　　 The three two-edged guns suddenly changed. The gun body was wrapped in light white flames, and a drop of blood leaked out from the gun body and flew into the flames.
　　 Gunslinger protector!
　　 Suddenly, the fire went out, and Yang Jian instantly closed his eyes!
　　 The feather plume seemed to melt suddenly, penetrated into Yang Jian's chest, and turned into a light red rune.
　　 And Yang Jian's whole body, a Taoist rhyme that has never appeared before, is quickly blending with his profound body...
　　 Where did this feather feather come from?
　　 At the beginning, Yang Jian was forging a three-pointed two-edged spear. He had conspired with the blood of the Phoenix family, and went to the kingdom of heaven to find the pair of Phoenix sisters. This was also the first time he faced Kong Xuan.
After 　　, the Chaos Clock appeared, and Shuangfeng was taken away; Kong Xuan couldn't stop him, but he was fierce, and threw Yang Jian into the Chaos Clock, almost making Yang Jian silently die in the universe of the Chaos Clock.
　　 After several twists and turns, Yang Jian and Shuangfeng met and established their majesty by the roaring dog.
The master of the chaotic clock, Tianyan Daozi, appeared, took Fengshan’s Phoenix Lingyu, resurrected the ancient demon queen Xihe, and talked with Yang Jian, told Yang Jian many things, and made Yang Jian look at the Fengshen. The battle was moved a little away and placed in the far future.
　　 This feather feather is the one that rescued Xihe, originally belonged to Fengshan; it was slipped into Yang Jian’s mysterious turtle belt by Tianyan Daozi, Yang Jian has been treasured and never used it.
　　Tianyan Daozi, in order to save Xihe, must have done something with this phoenix feather feather, so that... it is cheaper today by Yang Jian!
　　 The symbol on Yang Jian's chest became more solid, a burning pain that Yang Jian had never felt before hit, and Yang Jian began to twitch all over his body.
　　 The Phoenix tribe can Nirvana, he is a human race...
　　Go!
　　 Regardless of whether he can succeed or not, if you don't give it a try, how will you be willing!
　　 "Xin Ke, go!"
　　 Yang Jian opened his eyes and yelled. After Ao Xinke's effort, wisps of fire appeared everywhere in Yang Jian's body, like bursts, and turned into flaming pillars of fire rising into the sky!
　　 The nirvana of the Phoenix tribe, Yang Jian is forcing it!
　　 The water mist was evaporated instantly! Ao Xinke was rushed out by a wave of fire, and Madam Taiyi hurriedly pulled her with his force, protecting her to retreat backwards!
　　 At this time, the real Taiyi, that expression can definitely be described by the word ‘rich’...
　　 "What kind of method is this?"
　　 "Feng Clan Secret Method..." Ao Xinke's voice was also full of misunderstanding and confusion, but immediately smiled, and tears couldn't stop streaming, "Nirvana, it's Nirvana!"
　　 In the air.
　　 The Mother of God Jinling stopped the offensive, Yun Zhongzi was finally able to catch his breath, but the true monarch of pure morality, who had been clenching his teeth, turned his face like gold and vomited blood.
　　 "How is it possible?" Mother Jin Ling held her slender hands, her body trembling lightly.
　　 Isn’t Yang Jian’s vitality and breath about to dry up? Why can I still live, why are there such variables!
　　 "What's the matter with Nephew Yang Jian?" Qingxu Moral True Monarch hurriedly asked, and Yun Zhongzi quickly figured out.
"Yang Jian!"
　　 The Virgin of the Golden Spirit immediately displayed her supernatural powers, and she would desperately rush towards the source of the pillar of fire; Yun Zhongzi stood up to the sword to block, and the true monarch of Qingxu morality immediately waved the five fire and seven birds fan to stop the Virgin of Golden Spirit with all his strength.
　　 Under the chaotic clock, Wuyun Daxian looked at the pillar of fire and sighed slightly.
　　 First, it was a divine light, and then this pillar of fire. Yang Jian, the educator, really wanted to ashamed them, the older generation of Taoist monks?
　　 "This son is hard to get rid of, and the way of heaven cannot be pictured."
　　 Wuyun Daxian shook his head, just defending, no more attacks.
　　 Everywhere in Xiqi, Nezha Huang Tianhua and others rushed towards the pillar of fire. Zhijian, who fell under the city, also got up, looked up at the pillar of fire in the east sky, and laughed a few times.
　　Wu Wang Jifa, who was praying for the sky on the high platform, stared at the fire pillar, and suddenly felt a little more relaxed.
when--
　　 The chaotic clock suddenly rang, and a gray curtain of light appeared over Xiqi, blinking lightly, and returned to the chaotic 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 rolled back and forth between the world and the earth, unspeakable pleasure, unspeakable excitement.
　　 is Tianyan Daozi!
　　 He raised his hand and held the handle of the Chaos Clock, his figure connected to the big clock, and disappeared!
　　 Tianyan Daozi is not a flight from the universe, the sky is full of power, he is not yet sanctified, and it is not easy to leave.
　　 But the Chaos Clock is in hand, why bother to overcome the universe? Directly across the long river of time and go upstream or downstream of time, who can trace him?
　　 This is where Chaos Clock is really powerful.
　　 And the chaotic clock suddenly disappeared, and there was no obstacle in the sky and the ground. The immortals all over the sky looked at the pillar of fire straight into the sky at the same time, feeling the profound meaning of the true fire.
"what happened?"
　　 "Why is this fire so domineering, as if it burns everything under the sky, yet it contains boundless vitality."
　　 "There seems to be a figure in the fire... It's Master Yang Jian!"
　　 Circling above Nanzhou with a loud shout, it is the second disciple Chi sperm of Yuxugong!
　　He shouted directly: "Protect my disciples! You must not lose the Fengshen list!"
　　 "Good!"
　　 Interpreting the group of immortals immediately responded, seeing that Yang Jian had survived the bombardment of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit to the present, all of them were violent and magnificent!
　　 On the other hand, Ji Jiao Xian, although not panicked, there is a deep incomprehension and unwillingness in his eyebrows.
　　Space outside the sky...
　　 "Is there a phoenix here in Nirvana?"
　　 Dabao Taoist asked in a daze, his gaze crossed the endless void, and when he saw Yang Jian's figure, the corners of his mouth twitched.
　　 Guang Cheng Zi was not far in front of Dao Bao Dao Ren. The two stopped fighting at this time, but they did not make a move in tacit understanding.
　　 Duobao Taoist smiled, and said, "How much effort did the Yuxu Palace spend to cultivate such a freak? The Phoenix Nirvana Grand Art can be obtained with the secrets of heaven and earth. I really want to scare the poor Dao to death."
　　 "It should be said that it is the amount of effort that Junior Brother Yuding spent..." Guang Chengzi was about to sigh, suddenly his expression changed.
　　 Not only Guang Chengzi, but also the Taobao Taoist, his face was shocked.
　　 Above Xiqi, in the blink of an eye, black clouds filled the area. These two large black clouds came from the east and west and collided near the pillar of fire that Yang Jian had made.
　　 It is two obscure but extremely powerful auras colliding!
　　 "Master?"
　　 "Teacher..."
　　 Guang Chengzi and Taobao Taoist looked at each other, the two did not shoot at each other, and immediately returned to Xiqi from the void.
　　 The two saints revealed their breath, and instantly suppressed the land of five continents!
　　The creatures trembled, the monk fell to the ground!
　　The two disciples who were fighting the war stopped almost at the same time, and their expressions changed drastically.
The disciples of 　　 Chan taught one after another felt as if they had the sharpest sword in the world, reaching their throats; while the disciples of Jie Jie felt a mountain hanging above their heads, as if they would be crushed in the next instant!
　　What do the two saints mean?
　　 Don't let it hit?
　　 wrong!
　　 These two saints, the two of the Sanqing, the chess players in the Battle of Conferred Gods, the aura of the two saints at this time is around the pillar of fire!
　　 Between the electric light and the flint, the change happened again.
　　 "Moo..."
　　 There was a scream in the sky and the earth, all the immortals all looked up, and saw an old man riding a bull coming in the misty clouds.
The old man just raised his hand gently, and the two sacred breaths that were facing each other disappeared in an instant. The black clouds above Xiqi came and went quickly. In the end, there was only a picture of Taiji condensed by clouds. Slowly spin.
　　 No matter the sword intent or the pressure, it disappeared instantly.
　　 A young man followed the old man. Although most of the immortals didn't know the old man's true face, they all knew the young man's face.
　　 The Great Master of Xuan Du...
Tai Chi diagram……
　　 Blue Bull...
　　 Taiqing saint?
　　 What day is this today? The Chaos Clock will only show up. The Jade Ding War will mention the saints, and the Sanqing saints have also appeared one after another!
　　 Next to the green cow, a middle-aged and a young man appeared and saluted the old man on the green cow, saying:
　　 "Brother."
　　 "Big brother."
　　 "Daomen disputes, fate dictates," the old man's voice seemed to have little strength, but it spread to Taomen immortals, and only these Daomen immortals could hear it. "Of course, this fashion is not the time when you and I take action. There must not be too much difference in the operation of the heavenly path. The two juniors will follow me back to Taiqing Guanzhong for a while."
　　 Yuanshi Tianzun and the Master Tongtian both claimed goodness, and the three figures slowly disappeared.
　　 The three saints just left?
　　 So today, does this one continue to fight or does it stop fighting?
　　 Heaven and earth, this group of disciples of the second and third generations of Taoist sects have big eyes and small eyes, and they can't figure out what their saints mean.
　　 "What are you doing in a daze?" The Great Master Xuandu laughed, "You should fight, you should kill, if you don't work hard, how can the Conferred God List be filled?"
　　 After saying this, the Great Master Xuandu flashed and appeared beside the pillar of fire. He looked carefully for a while and muttered: "It's really Phoenix Nirvana, how did that guy do it? Don't be afraid that Shifeng will look for him hard?"
　　 heard a sudden shout:
　　 "Don't let Yang Jian succeed! Otherwise, it must be a big problem for us!"
　　 All the immortals looked down, but it was the long-eared Dingguangxian.
　　 This statement is absolutely reasonable. Originally, Yang Jian was able to save Zhao Gongming, and he had no hatred for Ji Jiao.
　　 But after today, how can Yang Jian not hate Ji Jiao? Even though the homicide of murder and the grievance of ruining the path were made directly by the Golden Spirit Mother and the Dark Cloud Immortal, they also resisted the help of interpretation and education and protected the chaos clock, and everyone had a share.
　　 A glimpse before, Yang Jian stubbornly resisted the two top masters, the Great Dark Cloud Immortal and Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, and he was still able to survive.
　　 Now, he has come up with a posture like the nirvana of the Phoenix clan...
　　 If this son does not die today, and is in charge of the Conferred God, they will definitely not have a good life by intercepting their education!
　　 "How can he learn from Phoenix Nirvana?" The cold voice of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit spread throughout the land, "Today's business! Exterminate Yang Jian! Take away the list of gods! Come here!"
　　Jiejiao immortal immediately promised, Daobao Dao Ren, the big brother, also acquiesced to the second junior sister's approach.
　　 Jin'ao Island, Penglai Island, and various fairy islands in the East China Sea and the South China Sea, one after another silhouettes soared into the sky.
　　 "Where are the Yuxumen!"
　　 Guang Chengzi raised his sword angrily, "If you and I can't protect even a three-generation disciple today, you are still a saint disciple! What heaven and earth road to build!"
　　 "War!"
　　 "Today is immortality!"
　　Qunxian excited! The war will begin!
　　 On the horizon, a meteor flickered in the sunset. Look carefully, the real person Yuding is rushing back here with all his strength, Zhunti's breath of the saint is nowhere to be found!
　　 Above the nine heavens, more than a hundred heavenly courts enshrined the expressionless array ~EbookFREE.me~ The gods were also locked in the land of the Daomen War.
　　Fighting the gods war, does it have to break out in advance?
　　 Just as the group of immortals were gearing up to make a move, the flame of the pillar of fire suddenly soared, contracted with it, and turned to its root cause.
Where is Yang Jian at the root of 　　? Only a gray-white flame was burning...
　　 An impeccable hand like a white jade suddenly came out of flames, as if opening a door, and inside came out a body that was not burly, but very strong...
　　 wrapped in flames, a three-pointed two-bladed spear floated around the burning body; while the flame was burning, the long black hair slowly condensed.
　　 "Husband..."
　　 Ao Xinke screamed with trembling, closed her eyes, and passed out, and her figure slowly fell back.
　　Hu
　　 A flame rushed from the side, but the figure walked directly out of the flame, without any strands, and hugged Ao Xinke around her waist.
"I am back……"
　　 Ao Xinke's tight body in a coma, in this soft call, slowly dissipated.
　　 The man who hugged him opened his left hand, and the three-pointed two-bladed spear flew over and was held tightly by him.
　　 Under the sword eyebrows that had just condensed, those eyes were cold and unwavering, the forehead was filled with divine light, and the cheeks were no different from before.
　　 Around the body, a mysterious bead shines!
　　 The nine profound beads on the spine were a little bigger than before Nirvana. At this time, they were round and smooth, as good as the other seventy-two profound beads in the body, and they were flawless.
　　 This is the great art of Nirvana!
　　 Starting today, Nirvana is no longer the exclusive secret method of the Feng Clan!
　　 "Who will take my life?"