Chapter 623: Pure sun falls, hate is hard to break, true body returns, desire to conquer the sky!

　　 "True monarch, why bother?"
The Chaotian Pavilion commander looked at Yang Jian with a little sarcasm in his eyes, "I don't want to hurt the incarnation of the true monarch, so why not just retreat."
This incarnation of Yang Jian is a bit'transparent' at this time, which is a sign that Xuan Gang and Xuan Qi are about to bottom out.
Is the end of the force.
"What is your name?" Yang Jian suddenly said, his words still very calm.
The commander arched his hands to Yang Jian and said with a smile: "Chaotian Pavilion commands Guo Xinkui."
Yang Jian nodded and sighed softly: "I rarely threaten others. To the monster race, to the interception, and to you today. But my incarnation really can't stop you, so I have to threaten you."
"Heh," Guo Xinkui smiled femininely and charmingly, as if he was really amused by Yang Jian, "I often hear people say that the true monarch rarely has too many words in the battle, and today he broke the precept once for the poor. It is really poor. The blessing of Tao."
A compelling gleam in Yang Jian's eyes, Guo Xinkui's smile instantly condensed on his face, extremely stiff.
"If you retreat today, I am a stranger to you. If you touch the life of my friend Lu Chunyang today, I will not let you live through the sunset."
After these words fell, Yang Jian walked in the air and slowly walked towards this person.
Guo Xinkui narrowed his eyes slightly, bowed his hands to Yang Jian, and replied: "You must not violate your fate, even if you want to offend the true monarch, the poor road should obey the pavilion master's order and kill the reincarnation of the Eastern Prince today!
Yang Jian nodded slightly, and the avatar, who could not support for too long, suddenly rushed forward.
Guo Xinkui was always a little jealous. He didn't dare to really break Yang Jian's incarnation, and his figure retreated violently, leaving Yang Jian's incarnation easily behind him.
At this time of the war, Yang Jian's incarnation was on the verge of collapse, unable to explode at all speed, and could not display magical powers.
Yang Jian didn't know how many people were watching this place at this time, looking at his embarrassed appearance with far-sighted magical powers, but he didn't care either...
At this time, the heart is a little cold, and if this cold heart turns into a cold heart, today it is inevitable that a killing will be launched.
Today, maybe he really can't protect Lu Chunyang...
today……
Yang Jian suddenly roared, and his incarnation rushed towards Guo Xinkui like a meteor, his face was full of anger, which almost ignited the world.
Guo Xinkui frowned slightly, this evil cultivating ability also appeared in endlessly, suddenly turned into dozens of blood-colored spears, the spears crossed and crossed, turned into a cage, and directly stopped Yang Jian's incarnation.
The evil repairer sneered for a while, turned his head and rushed towards the Qingfenglan guarding mountain array.
"Master!"
The familiar voice came from the clouds, and several figures fell quickly.
Yang Jian turned his head abruptly, glared at the flying people, and let out a low growl: "Go back!"
It was not others who came here, but Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and Huang Tianhua who broke through the barriers of Nantianmen. There were still a few faint figures chasing after them. They were all the leaders of the three generations of disciples who have been fighting after Yang Jian for many years.
Yang Jian's low growl caught the first three by surprise.
"Big brother?"
Nezha stared at Yang Jian and shouted, "Brother, we are here to help you!"
"Go back!" Yang Jian's face became more severe. Although his figure was indeterminate, and he was trapped in a cage made of scarlet spears, Yang Jian's majesty still remained.
Yang Jian said calmly: "Today's matter has nothing to do with you. If you still recognize me as a big brother, don't interfere."
"But, brother, why should we be afraid of them!" Nezha's words are a bit uncomfortable.
He didn't understand, and he didn't know why they broke through many obstacles to come here, but they were so reprimanded by Yang Jian.
"Today I can't save my life and make friends. If you stay here again, do you want me to feel guilty for this life or what?"
Yang Jian's voice trembled, and he slammed a fist on the spear in front of him, directly shattering the cage around him, and almost roared at the sky: "Go back!"
Nezha gritted his teeth and walked directly to the southwest on the Hot Wheels, "I'm going to invite Master to come!"
Huang Tianhua was about to rush down without saying a word, but was grabbed by Lei Zhenzi's shoulders and forced back.
Those three generations of Jiejiao disciples who had flown to support them also stopped, watching Yang Jian's figure one by one, and slowly retreated back into shape.
Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned around and took a breath, and the avatar plummeted downward.
The cultivation base of Nezha and others is still a bit inadequate, even if they join forces, they are not the opponents of the Chaotian Pavilion; if they can fight Guo Xinkui, Yang Jian will naturally not stop it, but if it is...
It was because I was not strong enough to save Lu Chunyang, and let several juniors who had already entered the heavenly court and practiced with peace of mind to lose their lives and future. What was that?
Is it too selfish to do that?
After all, it is himself who is friends with Lu Chunyang, he has no right to kidnap Nezha and the others to take this risk.
If he agreed to Nezha and others' assistance, where would he put Lu Chunyang?
The sound of the wind was whistling in his ears, Yang Jian's vision was slightly blurred, the large array below was about to collapse, and the blood robe evil repair offensive continued, and he did not pay attention to Yang Jian.
Finally, Yang Jian's figure lay in front of the mountain protection formation, staring at the Xie Xiu figure.
"Yang Jian! That's enough! You go! I want to sever your kindness!"
Lu Chunyang shouted in the formation, but Yang Jian turned a deaf ear.
"True Monarch, why is this?" Guo Xinkui sneered, and he lowered his five fingers. The beams of light blasted around Yang Jian's body, not hurting Yang Jian's incarnation, but he kept shaking the guarding formation.
The incarnation is nothing, and if you die, you will die. Anyway, the power of the original spirit will stay here and wait for the body to collect it. What you lose is only a little profound energy and profound gang.
"Can't hold it!"
"Fight with them!"
"Head! I am waiting for today to exterminate the soul, and I will not be insulted by them like this!"
In a daze, Yang Jian felt that the bottom was empty, and there was a breeze that poured into his neck.
A ray of sword light suddenly broke out below, and hundreds of offensives struck from bottom to top, but it was the monks in the mountains who counterattacked, fighting with all their strength in the moment the formation was breached!
The middle-aged Taoist aunt of Chaotian Pavilion yelled coldly: "End!"
Guo Xinkui had a hideous face, and with the pleasure that his grievance was about to be reported, he laughed a lot, and raised his hand to point to the bottom!
"Destroy the fairy gate here!"
The offensive was like rain. Hundreds of figures from the sky and underground fought each other. Streams of light pierced the sky, and the earth roared...
Yang Jian grabbed the spear in his hand and wanted to move forward, but was held by a hand and slammed it to the ground.
Lv Chunyang's figure jumped over Yang Jian, turned into a sword, and at the same time as Qing Fenglan's head rushed towards Guo Xinkui.
Yang Jian was about to struggle to get up, but his shoulders were pressed by two small hands, his legs softened, and he sat cross-legged on the ground.
"True monarch, that's enough, you don't want us to pay off your kindness in the next life."
He Mudan stood beside Yang Jian and raised his hand to push Yang Jian to the ground. On the side, two female fairies from Qingfenglan came and drew formations on the ground, trapping Yang Jian, an incarnation who had lost the power of a battle. .
"True monarch, thank you for protecting us."
"The true monarch is really handsome and martial," the two female fairies said with a laugh, "I really envy Princess Wanchi of the East China Sea."
He Mudan wiped the corner of his eyes and looked up at the fierce battle in the sky, "True Monarch, I offended today. I will accompany him to meet the enemy."
Yang Jian's voice was a little hoarse, and he whispered, "It doesn't matter if my avatar is broken... Maybe they are jealous of me, if I protect Brother Lu..."
"True Monarch..." He Mudan wanted to say something but stopped, and finally just smiled sadly, lifted a fairy sword, and rushed into the air like a streamer.
"We are also going to help fight the law," the two female fairies from Qingfenglan bowed and saluted Yang Jian.
One person whispered: "If the true prince can protect the disciples in the ground, I will repay the true prince's kindness when I become a cow and a horse in the next life."
After saying this, the two women made a beating and went to the chaotic battle together.
Yang Jian can only watch, he can only watch at this time, can't get out of the formation, can only watch continuously.
Watching people falling in the sky, watching the two female fairies who just flew to the battle, watching He Mudan's formation, watching Lu Chunyang being hit by several streamers and breaking the fairy sword...
"what!"
Yang Jian raised his head and roared, then he lifted his sword to cut his neck, and the incarnation directly exploded.
The eyes turned black, and his mind returned to his body in a flash.
In the Chaos Sea, inside the flying boat, Yang Jian's left hand trembling on the wall of the boat, a wave of profound energy frantically poured into the flying boat, and the large arrays of the flying boat were constantly flickering, seeming to break open at any time...
The choking sound in the throat caused Ao Xinke's small hand to tremble, and her eyes flushed.
She did not speak, but hugged Yang Jian tightly, trying to calm Yang Jian's mind at the edge of the runaway.
"How long is...how long!"
"Three moments."
Yang Jian closed his eyes tightly, as if suffering some kind of pain.
Some resistance suddenly appeared in front of him. It seemed that the world had begun to reject Yang Jian again, but Yang Jian's combat power at this time had increased sharply than he had left. Such rejection was helpless to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian stood up abruptly, Ao Xinke hugged Yang Jian quickly, "Husband! We will definitely be able to go back!"
"You go to the ancient sacred road and wait for me back to the Dragon Palace," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, slowly breaking away from Ao Xinke's hands, rushing out of the flying boat, and flew quickly towards the prehistoric five continents.
Seventy-two changes, flying feather escape from the air, the speed is not much different from the speed when in a flying boat.
But half an instant fast, half an instant slow, there is not much meaning at this time...
The fire and phoenix swept across the sky and opened up the chaotic aura, as if to sweep the entire world.
After flying for an unknown amount of time, Yang Jian did not feel how long or short the time was. His Dao Heart was full of anger and resentment at this time. The only thing that kept his reason from breaking down was the only glimmer of hope...
He can't mess around with himself, he must remain sensible, otherwise Lu Chunyang may really be overwhelmed.
In front of his eyes, Yang Jian broke into the void beyond the prehistoric five continents, and also broke into the confinement of the prehistoric heaven.
An invisible solid wall stood in front of him, Yang Jian ignored it, and directly knocked away the barrier of Heaven's Path. With a light hum, Xuanzhu around his body lit up the light~EbookFREE.me~ The barrier of heaven and earth disappeared.
But Yang Jianshen appeared inexplicably black and red, which was the karma of the sign of Heaven.
Breaking into the land of five continents, Yang Jian was full of black clouds in front of and behind him, and the thunder flickered, as if he was about to hack Yang Jian, and was afraid that Yang Jian would be offended...
In this way, with endless black clouds, Yang Jian rushed towards the border between Dongsheng Shenzhou and Zhong Shenzhou.
The power of the primordial spirit that he had left there was pointing out the direction, with billowing black clouds and endless thunder, with a long whistling sound, Yang Jian rushed over Qingfenglan.
The bottom was empty and there were no figures, and the remaining vitality fluctuations confirmed that there was a big battle here a moment ago.
Several mountain peaks have crumbled, and the main peak collapsed downwards. Yang Jian scattered and changed and transformed into a human body. The power of the soul on the ground returned on its own, but Yang Jian did not want, dare, and did not want to. Go to see the picture.
Falling on the main peak, standing next to a broken sword, the big rock on the ground was stained with blood. What appeared in front of Yang Jian were two figures hugging each other. They were pierced by hundreds of blood blades falling from the sky, and were again covered by a flame. Engulf...
Yang Jian sank and sat on the ground, ran his fingers across Broken Sword, and stared at Broken Sword for a while, then slowly closed his eyes.
I don’t know how long it takes...
"Brother Lu, I will take you to ask them for an explanation."
Holding up the broken sword, Yang Jian slowly stood up, the aura around his body emerged from nothing, from existence to prosperity, distorting the universe, suppressing the rules, and like a volcano erupting, straight into the sky!