Chapter 411: Get up and fight another 3000 enemies!

Since the primordial land was opened up, there have been countless prosperous times in the world.
　　 The heaven and the earth are like an oven, roasting all souls and causing disaster to all beings.
　　 In this space, there have been too many stunning and peerless figures, leaving too many fascinating allusions.
　　 Ancestral Dragon and Shifeng, they were the powers of the world before the Three Qings were enlightened. When the demons were only seedlings, the real hegemons between the heavens and the earth crushed a group of innate creatures.
　　 It is precisely these two races who are fighting for hegemony, and they have smashed the original boundless land into three thousand great worlds like today.
How many masters were there in that battle, and where did the strongest have reached? Except for the dragons who lived in the world, the Phoenix people who sank into the undead volcano, and those ancient powers who lived from the opening of the sky to today, there is no more People can know.
　　 In this broken and wild battle, the Feng clan faced a dragon master dozens of times his clan, and he fought to the end. What he relied on was the Phoenix clan’s supernatural powers--
　　 Nirvana.
　　 If the phoenix is ​​severely wounded and is about to die, it will activate the Nirvana technique, wrapping itself in undead fire, and rekindling it for the rest of the life.
　　Resurrection from the dead is for Nirvana.
For a long time, mentioning'Nirvana' is equivalent to mentioning the'Feng Clan'. In addition to the incredible magical powers of Shenfeng, I have never heard of any power or race in the heavens and the earth. The great art of Nirvana.
　　 Yang Jian did it.
　　 was a little confused, but still did it.
　　 If he only relies on that phoenix feather feather to "Nirvana" once, that's all.
　　The sixth stage of the profound art, the ‘Yang Fa’, Yang Jian’s natal magical power is Nirvana!
　　 Of course, it is impossible for him to fully reproduce the nirvana of the Phoenix clan. He was born in the human clan, and the profound body is different from the phoenix no matter how mysterious.
　　 There are still many imperfections and insufficiencies in this magical power, but at the very least, if Yang Jian is in danger in the future, he can be reborn with a drop of blood, use his body's energy and spirit as fuel to ignite the fire and reshape his true body...
　　 As for the incompleteness, I will not mention it for the time being.
In the first Nirvana, with the help of phoenix feathers, Yang Jian not only healed from the injury, but the nine profound beads in the spine were also sublimated and transformed by the power of Nirvana's reshaping. Second only to the profound bead in the head.
　　 To put it simply, Yang Jian's current profound body is the most perfect state he can achieve in his current realm!
　　 Harder than before against the Golden Spirit Mother and the Dark Cloud Immortal, it is even harder by three points!
　　 The phrase ‘Who is going to kill me’ turned his anger into cold hatred in his heart.
　　 glanced over the fighting gods, lowered her head and said something in the ear of the jade man she was holding, her figure quietly disappeared, and she went to rest in the mysterious turtle belt.
　　Yang Jian said: "Give it to me."
　　 Ao Xinke was inexplicably at ease, looking at Yang Jian's side face, she finally closed her eyes gently.
　　 Xuan Gang turned into underwear, Yang Jian casually pulled a coat and put it on his body, and his long hair again.
"Yang Jian!"
There was a slightly anxious cry from the side of 　　, and Yang Jian Yu Guang looked over and saw the middle-aged scribe-like demon ancestor, who was binding Mei Kongmei with a magic treasure and escorting her forward.
　　 "Everything today is all done by her alone! My monster clan has no complaints or hatred against you!"
　　 Yang Jian nodded slightly, but did not respond.
　　 Inhaled, his legs bent slightly, Yang Jian's figure turned into a streamer, and he shot away at the Golden Spirit Mother in the air!
what is this?
　　 The ancestor of the monster race was a little annoyed, but he still endured it; he had to endure, he had to endure.
In the rumor circulating in the prehistoric age, the saints are divided into three different'grades'. The strongest is Taiqing Laozi, followed by Yuanshi Tianzun, Taoist Taoist, Tongtian leader, and Zhun mention the strength of Taoist and Nuwa saints. It is said that the last.
　　The difference in strength is because the six saints are all sanctified by virtue of heaven and earth, which is only different from their ‘accumulation’ before sanctification.
　　 It is said that before Laozi became a holy, he was only a short distance away from the way of killing three corpses.
　　Today, the real person of Yuding can block the sage Zhunti, plus the leader of the teaching...
　　 Even if the Nuwa Empress protects the demons, if the evangelism really wants revenge, the Nuwa Empress cannot protect them!
　　 How can this teach him intolerable?
　　 Previously, the sneaky bad Yang Jian retreat was their revenge on Yang Jian's slaughter of the monster clan. The word'kill' cannot be mentioned.
　　Unexpectedly, Mei Kong's flattery and private grievances were so deep that he would even put Yang Jian to death regardless of everything.
　　 Although Yang Jian came back to life with the god-defying supernatural power of Nirvana, but Mei Kong wanted to kill Yang Jian, and the Taoist monks were all in his eyes.
　　 Even if he escaped today, the catastrophe of the monster race might come in a blink of an eye. Who can guarantee that these evangelists have suffered a small loss in the hands of the Jiejiao immortals, and after losing some of their face, will they directly clean the Yaozu Sahuo and vent their anger?
　　 The question is not whether it is Yang Jian or Nezha, or the others who are going to kill, the question is, the Yaozu has attacked their disciples in the presence of the all over the world.
　　 is about the majesty of the saint's great teaching, and it is about the dough of the evangelical education based on the heaven and the earth!
　　 So he took advantage of Mei Kongmei's daze and directly controlled Mei Kongmei and sent it to Yang Jian.
　　 With the face of the demon clan and the life of an ancestor of the demon clan, he tried to calm down the anger of the immortals.
　　 can...
　　 Yang Jian didn't even look at it, and rushed directly to the Golden Spirit Mother who was pinned by Yun Zhongzi and Qingxu Moral True Monarch...
what is this?
　　 look down on their demons?
　　 They are the ancient royal family! Once the ruler of heaven and earth, the lord of heaven at the top of Buzhou Mountain!
　　 them!
　　 This middle-aged scribe-like ancestor of the demon race clenched his fists tightly, staring at it, but said nothing.
He stared at Yang Jian rising up into the sky, watching Yang Jian holding a spear in his hand and fighting against Our Lady of the Golden Spirit. The latter displayed eight-armed magical powers, and a series of attacks that made him tremble on Yang Jian, but Yang Jian was like a rock, not at all. Was hurt by it.
　　Even existences at the level of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit have already regarded Yang Jian as an opponent, casting the spell with all their strength but unable to kill...
　　 Suddenly, the three-generation disciple of Yuxu Palace who was once in Xuanyuan's grave, who could be pinched to death by them, but had to hesitate to interpret and teach revenge, can no longer put their monster ancestors in their eyes.
The meaning of 　　Yang Jian is actually very simple. He wants to kill Mei Kongmei and will take action. Mei Kongmei can't escape and has nowhere to escape, so they don't need to be courteous from the demons.
　　 Yang Jian’s true opponents, the figures that really want to watch, are already the real top existences in the prehistoric...
　　 Meikong Meimei?
　　 can't be counted as a big trouble for him.
　　 "Heh..." Mei Kongmei showed a sneer at the corner of her mouth, her eyes had returned to calm, and a thick irony was revealed on the face of the fallen sentient beings.
　　 "If you guys listened to me back then, and killed Yang Jian desperately, why did you fall into the realm of today?"
　　The middle-aged scribe has a sullen face, and stares at Mei Kongmei, "You are enough! There are so many masters in the world, so many saints, my demon clan has not lived in peace until today!"
　　 Mei Kongmei sneered, "He used the demon clan to establish his prestige when he first came out of the cottage, and even slaughtered my demon clan, who did not know how many newcomers, he was destined to be my demon clan's mortal enemy!"
"Really? A mortal enemy?" The middle-aged scribe's face was close to Mei Kongmei, "I suddenly had a good idea again, and maybe it could turn Yang Jian into my demon clan's help. For my demon clan to survive forever, you feel wronged. How? Old Ancestor Mei?"
　　 Mei Kongmei thought of the body of this middle-aged scribe, his face instantly pale.
　　 "I would like to protect the monster race with one death!"
　　 "Ha, it's late..."
　　 The middle-aged scribe sneered, raised his hand and drew a mist, hiding the two of them in it...
　　 The real Taiyi who was not far away took a look at the two of them, and flew into the clouds like a dead person.
　　Let’s look at Yang Jian’s battle with the two uncles and uncles in the battle of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit. Compared with Yang Jian’s monopoly of the Great Immortal Black Cloud and Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Yang Jian now has more opportunities to counterattack, as well as stronger offensive and defensive methods.
　　 The snarling dog can't blend in with this kind of battle. Yang Jian sent him to protect Yao Gonglin, Naojian and the others, and to rescue the three generations of injured disciples under Chenjiao. How many people can be saved.
　　 It can be seen that a white dog is constantly running around in the sky and underground, teaching some three generations of disciples whose cultivation base is not too high, and the opponent's cultivation base is not too high, and'snap' out in the crisis.
　　 The speed is extremely fast and the efficiency is very high.
　　 "Senior Nephew Yang Jian!" Yun Zhongzi exclaimed, "I am holding her in check, you go and catch all the people who want to harm you today!"
　　 This Fuyuan immortal is really a kindhearted person, and in such a situation, he never hurt the killer, but just said ‘capture’.
　　 "These accounts, there will always be a day when they are settled," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, making the killing intent in the eyes of Our Lady of Jin Ling more and more clear.
　　 "Yang Jian, you have won a game today."
　　 The Dragon and Tiger Ruyi in the hands of Our Lady of Golden Spirit flickered lightly, and a little golden light flashed across her eyes, "But if you leave you intact, I will really lose face."
　　 Yunzhongzi hurriedly shouted: "Master nephew, let's retire!"
　　 Immediately came forward with the sword, but was easily blocked by the Golden Spirit Mother.
　　 Yang Jian's silhouette was in the air for half an instant, as if he was adjusting his position. After his gaze, he looked towards the northern sky, and then took the initiative to culminate in the Golden Spirit Mother!
　　Walking in the wilderness, especially a big figure like the Golden Spirit Mother, how can he not have a lot of magical powers?
　　 The blood-red light that smashed Yang Jian into serious injuries and broke the original limit of the incomplete spine Nine Profound Bead~EbookFREE.me~ once again appeared in the golden light of the Golden Spirit Mother!
　　 Yang Jian was prepared this time, and the three-pointed and two-edged gun pulled out a shadow of the gun;
　　 But the delicate hand of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit plunged directly into the shadow of the guns in the sky, and hit Yang Jian on the chest strangely!
　　 With a muffled hum, Yang Jian's figure flew out in the air, and his chest collapsed again!
　　 The Virgin of the Golden Spirit seems to be different, and the movements are a little slow. The Yunzhongzi and the true prince of Qingxu morale attacked again, stopping the Virgin of the Golden Spirit who wanted to chase.
　　 This golden Virgin Mary is really capable.
　　 Yang Jian's body made a wake in the air, smashed through the clouds and fog, and was directly shot three thousand miles...
　　 No, the speed of Yang Jian's inverted flight has not been reduced. On the contrary, it has been slightly increased by this momentum?
　　 Yang Jian's upside-down figure suddenly twisted, a clear whistle in his mouth, his arms in a harrier pose, the mighty profound energy gushing behind him, and the speed increased sharply!
　　 In the direction he was rushing, the two immortals who were fighting the law were all shocked.
　　Especially the long-eared Dingguangxian, whose spiritual consciousness gave rise to warning signs, his complexion changed greatly when he saw Yang Jian's cold eyes looking at him!
　　Long-ear Dingguangxian just wanted to use the miraculous powers, mixed with the power of the golden Virgin Mary, Yang Jian, who had crossed thousands of miles in a blink of an eye, had rushed in front of him!
　　 The three-pointed two-edged gun was thrown vigorously by Yang Jian, turned into a fireball, and hit Long-ear Dingguangxian!
　　 Almost at the same time, a crack appeared on Yang Jian's forehead, and the vertical eyes inside suddenly opened, spilling the light of his debut!