Chapter 606: Fortune Furnace Array

　　 The Great Luo Realm is actually the ‘end point’ of the monk’s monastic road, and only those who can break through can step out of the end and enter the realm of a real master.
　　 Quasi-Saint.
　　 Where did this name come from, and how it was determined, in the prehistoric era, it has been inexhaustible. It generally refers to the great monks above Da Luo and below the saints.
　　 Since the opening of the prehistoric land, innate creatures have taken the lead in practicing, and many people have broken their own way and entered the quasi-sacred realm;
　　 As the time of Taisu's destruction continued, chaotic creatures appeared everywhere in the Chaos Sea, and the strong among them gradually entered the Quasi-Holy Realm.
　　 Today's Chaos Sea, to make an inappropriate analogy, is actually a dark and dangerous forest.
　　 The primordial lands are connected everywhere, and the monks never stop communicating. Therefore, even if there are many retreats in the primordial land, the number of quasi-sages can be roughly estimated.
　　 For Chaos Sea, because there is no margin around and the communication between the various races is weak, it is impossible to infer the number of Chaos creatures, and it is impossible to know the geometry of the quasi-sacred masters.
　　 But no matter what, the quasi-sacred realm can be called a master.
　　Especially in this era, when the saint realm is only the six meritorious saints in the prehistoric state, the masters of the quasi-sage peak, such as Yuding and Xuandu, can deter the world.
　　 quasi-sage, quasi-sage, if you get the chance, you can be promoted to the great monk of the immortal and immortal saint, today, in front of Yang Jian's eyes, seven in a row, they lost all at once!
　　 still died under the seemingly soft white veil, under the cloth strips!
　　 Quasi-Saint!
　　 These are the seven quasi saints! It's not the big Luo Jinxian with mixed good and bad, these are all quasi-sages who jump out of their own way and seek opportunities for sanctification!
　　 Yang Jian felt a twitch in his heart, and when he looked at the figure of Puppet Fourteen, he suddenly felt a little afraid.
　　 can't afford to offend, really evil star.
　　 Puppet Fourteen’s phrase ‘the trespasser’s death’ is definitely not a casual talk. When her ethereal voice fell, these quasi-sage masters who had broken into Xuantu City were directly affected.
　　 There are only a few people who walk deeper, react faster, or have the supernatural powers to save their lives, leaving all kinds of scars and then reluctantly escape...
　　 One by one, white veils were cut across and crossed into a net within a radius of one hundred meters. Each veil bore a digital quasi-sage body...
　　 intertwined into a net, the fairy is dripping with blood.
　　 These seven quasi-sages who have no time to escape have no backhand at all!
　　 This scene can be said to be tragic, but it has an inexplicable sense of beauty. It even makes people feel that the white cloth strips arranged in a large array should be the best destination for these seven quasi-sages.
　　 The limbs and heads of the seven figures separated instantly, and the seven terrifying powers of the original spirit disappeared strangely, as if they had been swallowed by the city of Xuandu, completely missing.
　　 Puppet Fourteen appeared on the spot, turned his back to the seven people, looked out of the Xuandu City, locked on the backs of the two figures who had just escaped.
　　 The two quasi-sages turned their heads and glanced, all in a cold sweat, and their hearts were instantly broken.
　　 "What kind of monster is this, what kind of monster!"
　　 "Come on, Xuandu City is not a place where we can come, Dao Sect is really powerful, this must be the back hand left by Sanqing!"
　　 The eyes of these two quasi-sages revealed great trepidation. The quasi-sages were supposed to have no turmoil in their Taoism, but they were also tumbling endlessly because of their escape.
　　 Except for Yang Jian, only one or two people felt how the puppet XIV moved his hands.
　　 When she disappeared in a flash, the universe was twisted and overlapped, and the space was like a thin piece of paper folded by her at will.
　　 Then, the fourteenth puppet stood beside the stack of ‘thin paper’, two white silk flew out of both hands and wrists, randomly cutting off the vitality of the seven quasi-sages.
　　 This is not because the cloth strips wrapped around Puppet Fourteen are such powerful treasures. It is purely that Puppet Fourteen’s control of the Universe Principles has reached a terrifying level.
　　 is almost...
　　 Yang Jian whispered: "Sage?"
　　 Although it feels a little unlikely, Yang Jian is indeed on Puppet Fourteen, and he perceives the Taoist rhyme that he felt on the Sanqing Master and Qianhong Taoist.
How is this going?
　　 Yang Jian had a little doubt in his heart. He raised his head to search for the figures of the Great Master Xuandu and the Black Spirit Lord, but saw that the Great Master Xuandu was also standing in the center of the outermost wall of Xuandu City, his hands were as fast as phantoms, and he was closing this kind of seal.
　　 The Black Spirit Lord had fled directly when Puppet Fourteen first appeared.
　　 The uncle master once said that Xuandu City was besieged by a large number of masters, and the nine major formations were broken four or five times. It was only with the assistance of four quasi holy puppets that those masters were repelled.
　　 Presumably, the Black Spirit Lord was among those people back then, so he knew Puppet Fourteen's ability a long time ago, and he just retreated so decisively.
　　 The fourteenth universe, Yang Jian was also a little interested in the skills of the other three quasi-sage puppets.
　　 Yang Jian flew out of the big formation, looking at the slaughter field that was downside-down outside the formation, suddenly felt that he was no longer in command of the millions of troops in Nanzhou.
　　 "Archmage, I'm going back first."
　　 "Go," Xuan Du was busy with his hands. Puppet Fourteen owed Xuan Du, then raised his hand and said hello to Yang Jian, before disappearing in place.
　　 To be honest, the moment she raised her hand, Yang Jian almost escaped in 72 changes...
　　 Seven quasi-sage's broken corpses floated behind the city wall, and more than a dozen treasures were also floating quietly. Yang Jian did not rush to count them, but just took a look and flew to the side of the Great Master Xuandu.
　　 There is no rush to divide the spoils.
　　 Yang Jian suddenly discovered something interesting-the quasi-saint master who died here, there were six chaotic creatures, and there was only one major overhaul.
　　 I have to say that the methods of these great monks from primitive origin are much better than those of the Primordial Chaos Sea natives.
　　 As Xuandu continued to seal, the outermost formation of Xuandu City slowly opened, and at this time a shallow light film had already condensed.
　　 Yang Jian stood beside the Great Master Xuandu, watching the chaos outside the city.
"Amazing……"
　　 Yang Jian sighed softly when the scene of the puppet 14 taking action appeared in front of him.
　　Xuandu Great Master smiled indifferently, "If you continue to work hard, you will be able to have the same skills as your uncle one day, don't be discouraged."
　　 Yang Jian glanced at the Great Master Xuandu, and naturally realized that the master did not want to talk more about Puppet Fourteen; he silently moved his eyes away, not knowing what to say back.
　　 There are many secrets in Xuandu City, and these four quasi-saint puppets seem to imply a certain secret.
　　The road has to be walked step by step, and these stories must be explored step by step...
　　 With a move in his heart, Yang Jian said: "Uncle, I will go hunting for some spiritual cores and come back."
　　 "Go, come back and pack up these quasi-saint corpses, and buried them with arms and legs that are not needed."
　　Xuan said lightly, but he did not know how much benefit he gave Yang Jian.
　　 Every quasi-saint is not simple and accomplishable, so the family background of every quasi-saint master is far from comparable to that of Da Luo Jinxian.
　　 Seventy-two changes, Yang Jian's figure turned into a golden peng and swept out and entered the land of chaos.
　　 At this time, the puppet army has been fully dominant, and the Black Spirit Lord was also startled by Puppet Fourteen. Yang Jian took the opportunity to intercept and kill some chaotic creatures in the Great Luo Realm, and take their spiritual core for later use.
　　 Always make up three thousand as quickly as possible.
　　The spirit master of the fog is nowhere to be found, but with a little thought in Yang Jian's heart, he can faintly perceive whether the spirit master of the fog is alive or dead, and his approximate position in the sea of ​​chaos.
　　 She should have escaped under the protection of her subordinates. As long as she fled back to the fog world, with the various arrangements of the fog world, she should be able to stabilize the situation quickly.
　　 Just in time, Yang Jian took advantage of this time to find the remaining twelve Dinghai God Orbs; when the 36 Dinghai God Orbs were gathered and his combat power rose again, he began the task given to him by the saint Laozi...
　　 Conquer the Chaos Spirit Clan for Daomen.
　　 After this series of arrangements, Yang Jian found that he was a bit busier than in the tribulation of the gods.
　　 looked down at the Dragon Girl meditating quietly in the mysterious turtle belt, Yang Jian felt a lot more at ease.
　　 Anyway, he left an avatar in the wilderness, so there is no need to worry about the safety of his mother and Meishan.
Thoughts are flowing slowly like a clear spring and Chengxi. Although thinking about a lot of messy thoughts, Yang Jian's subordinates have no mercy. In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen Luoling tribes have died under the wings of the Golden Peng, and Yang Jian has taken the spiritual core and annihilated. The soul in the spiritual core.
　　 Is this the killing fruit?
　　 Actually, it's just that Yang Jian has been practicing Taoism for a long time, and he has seen too many lives and deaths. The Taoist heart has become stronger and stronger, so there won't be too many mood swings.
　　 After all, I don't know how many people like Jie Jiaoxian have been beheaded. Yang Jianruo's heart is no longer hardened, and he has driven himself crazy.
　　 "Retreat!"
　　The hoarse voice of the Black Spirit Lord came from the Chaos Sea. At this time, the chaotic creatures that had been damaged by more than half immediately collapsed across the board.
　　 Yang Jian followed the puppet army for a while, and when the puppet army stopped, he also stabilized his figure and did not rush alone.
　　 Counting the harvest, Yang Jian harvested a total of 136 spiritual cores, which is not bad.
　　 The puppet army did not directly return to Xuandu City, but began to clean the battlefield.
　　 Under Yang Jian's curious gaze, these puppets began to'dismember' the corpses of the creatures, opening the magic treasures for storage one by one ~EbookFREE.me~ and sorting the treasures into categories, and transporting them back to Xuandu City.
　　In addition, the puppets will also recover the battle-damaged puppets...
　　 After a short while, the narrow space outside the Xuandu City was empty, except for the blood drops floating everywhere, there was no trace of residue.
　　 Yang Jian was curious in his heart, followed these puppets back to Xuandu City, staring at their movements all the way.
　　 But I saw that the treasures, treasures, medicines, residues, and the broken puppets that these puppets would collect have been sent into several large formations carved on the ground.
　　 These large formations overlap and occupy a large area, like a furnace, refining everything.
　　 And when Yang Jian opened his eyes and walked out of these large formations with new puppets, making the universe before the two walls more crowded, he was truly shocked.
　　 "This is what the senior did."
　　 Xuan Du said with a smile, patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, and said with earnest words: "Young man, you have a long way to go."
　　 Yang Jian's mouth twitched lightly. After Xuan Du left, he looked at the large arrays for a long time before turning around to clean up the bodies of the seven quasi-sages.
　　The Taisu realm has such a puppet mastery, but finally he lost?
　　 Now where are the ‘weak’ prehistoric creatures?
　　 When the time comes, someone has to come forward.
　　 Yang Jian's Taoist heart has been inexplicably strengthened a bit, and looking at the place where the seven quasi-sages have fallen, there is not much regret. js3v3