Chapter 876: The Jade Emperor! (end)

? These ancient Xiu's intrusions, don't say that the six saints were caught off guard, even Yang Jian frowned secretly, because he was also blocked by these ancient Xiu's figures.
Then, Yang Jian watched these ancient cultivators rush towards the six saints like locusts, Daoxin felt a little bit inexplicably...
These people didn't seem to want to live anymore, they went up to die on purpose.
Or maybe it was a long time spent in the tomb of the saint, who has forgotten how to fight, and even why the self exists.
Survival does not actually require any high-sounding reasons, as long as you want to live, it is enough.
Shaking the spear in his hand, Yang Jian took a breath, and then urged his own way!
A golden light pierced through the land of nothingness, and the avenue carried by the undefeated golden body formula directly suppressed the avenue of a avenue saint!
The suppressed saint suddenly turned pale and wanted to ask for help, but saw that the fellow Daoists beside him were like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and quickly moved away from his side.
Before Yang Jian rushed, dozens of streamers had already pounced, and the ancient Xiu Xiu of the Quasi-Holy Realm in the front had already displayed their magical powers.
These magical powers are full of flaws, and even their power is greatly reduced, unable to display their true realm and strength, but they are still their strongest offensive at this time.
"Go away!"
The saint who was suppressed on the main road flicked his sleeves and sprinkled thousands of mysterious white lotus. These dozens of figures were hit by the white lotus in the blink of an eye. Several people directly vomited blood and were seriously injured. Not worth mentioning.
But after such a delay, Yang Jian had already been killed.
The spear is like a dragon, and the body is like a big Peng;
The saint on the great road fought desperately, turning into thousands of mythical beasts, and rushing towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian ignored it, only the life of this saint was in his eyes, and if his figure broke into the tsunami, he stood still.
A bit of cold light bloomed, the spear point was on the saint's forehead, the sky phantom of the Void Land instantly disappeared, and a avenue in the sea of ​​Dao Zezhi instantly shattered.
With a cold snort, Yang Jian rushed past and chased the next person.
But these saints fled in all directions, and two of them had escaped from the range of Absolute Wind's supernatural powers and rushed into the sea of ​​chaos.
Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged. These saints wanted to escape, and he couldn't completely leave them all behind.
I had to use the Absolute Wind again, trying to trap the remaining Dao Saints as much as possible; and those ancient Xiu who were flying fast after the Dao Saints, most of them have been left behind by the existence of these Saints...
Fortunately, he couldn't catch up, otherwise these ancient cultivators could live a few people, which is not easy to say.
Yang Jian continued to chase, and the remaining Dao saints had no intention of fighting, leaving behind the magical powers that hindered Yang Jian.
There were even two who did not hesitate to hold the treasure and detonated the treasure, successfully stopping Yang Jian for a few moments.
However, under Yang Jian's strong pursuit, there were still two Dao saints who ate their hatred under the blade of the three-pointed two-bladed gun, and they could not fight back against Yang Jian's double-edged force.
Seeing the three people escape into the Chaos Sea, they should have rushed away from the prehistoric land, and Yang Jian immediately set his eyes on the sea-covering formation that he had been following all along.
This blood mist!
The murderous look in Yang Jian's gaze was Ling Ran, and a stream of light flew straight, but it was an ancient cultivator with a dim gaze, holding a jade flute with the aura of Snow Saint Remnant in his hand.
She whispered in uncoherent and wild words: "This thing... can help you..."
"Thank you," Yang Jian took Yudi and immediately understood the meaning of Xue Sheng's remnant spirit.
This blood mist should belong to the category of the Principles of Water, and this innate treasure given by Xue Sheng Canling, Yang Jian can use it with a little refining, and it will be directly condensed by the blood mist of Dinghai God Pearl.
Yang Jiankong couldn't focus on the blood mist, but he was frozen into a piece of blood mist...
This approach seems feasible.
Yang Jian didn't dare to delay too much, and started refining with the jade flute.
At this time, Tu Wujing, who had been trapped by the Dinghai Shenzhu, was a dead soul. He was decisive, and he did not dare to feel that Yang Jian could not really hurt himself at all. He did not hesitate to deplete his origin, and directly left it for hundreds of thousands of years. The merits of penance have demonstrated the technique of strong escape.
A gleam of blood flashed, Yang Jian seemed to be prepared for a long time, his forehead opened his eyes, and the phantom of the six reincarnation discs in it slowly rotated, and a bright light hit the overflowing blood.
The divine light was extremely precise, and the blood man was immediately trembling three times!
But the blood glow did not stop, and directly rushed out of the Windless Land, rushed into the Chaos Sea, turning into a figure Wujing.
At this time, the picture is incomparably embarrassed, the clothes are ragged, the breath is chaotic, and the roads are blocked. The road foundations have suffered wounds that are difficult to heal in a short time.
He still turned to look at Yang Jian, his eyes full of resentment and anger, but his expression changed quickly.
Because Yang Jian had already caught up with the three-pointed two-bladed spear!
Tu Wujing didn't dare to stay, and at the moment when Yang Jian displayed that unique trick, he directly controlled the avenue and turned into a flash of blood and disappeared.
Yang Jian snorted coldly, inserted the jade flute into the side of the belt, and also controlled the road, chasing and killing forward.
Hopefully, Hong Huang can still hold it right now...
After Yang Jian left, the nihility created by Absolute Wind's supernatural power began to recover the Taoist rules, the miserable and colorful Taoists were intertwined into a network, and the universe was quickly recovering.
These hundreds of ancient repairs stopped there, seeming a little at a loss, and like a lonely ghost.
It wasn't just anyone who made a long whistle, all these hundreds of ancient Xiu raised their heads and made a long roar; and then I didn't know who was crying, and many ancient Xiu cried out loudly outside this Xuandu City.
In Xuandu City, the tomb of the saints and the boundary stele of the heart sea.
The Taoist who Yang Jian had seen once was standing on the boundary marker, seeming to have witnessed the war outside the city, he smiled coldly, and his figure gradually disappeared.
In the tomb of the Liuli Baozhu, many of the saints' remnants were a little relieved when they saw that Yang Jian had returned to the land.
After all, there was no Dao Ze fluctuation that would appear when the saint fell from the direction of the prehistoric. In other words, the frontal battle of the prehistoric at this time should still be within the controllable range.
"Mother, my husband has rushed to Honghuang to support."
Seeing the scene in the snow mirror, Feng Wu turned around to talk to Yao Ji.
"Oh, my son is working hard for all living beings, but you and my wife can only wait here for his return," Yao Ji smiled bitterly, "If it is a mortal, I can also ask the gods and Buddhas to bless my son. Be stable."
"Mother," Feng Wu knelt down beside Yao Ji, holding Yao Ji's hand.
She is not very good at comforting people. At this time, she also needs other people to comfort her. She needs someone who can be convinced to say ‘Yang Jian will not be in any danger’.
But this pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can only care about each other silently, and the saint's remnant spirit can't use magical powers to illuminate the prehistoric situation.
Sometimes, waiting can be quite torturing.
...
The saints have the ability to cross the universe, control their own avenues, and wander the sea of ​​roads at will. Tens of thousands of miles can be reached in no time.
It is not known in Honghuang that the battle of Xuandu City has come to an end, and the saints are still worrying about how to protect the clouds and retreat temporarily.
The Jade Emperor was holding the Heavenly Sword, majestic and unstoppable, standing among the sky in the Nine Dragons carriage, the army of the strongest did not dare to move forward.
At this moment, there was a whistling from the sky, but it was the Chaos Sea outside the North Sea that split an extremely deep gap, spreading for millions of miles, two figures rushed out one after another.
It is Yunxiao and the ninth strongest!
Yun Xiao was already injured at this time, and the white clothes were stained with a few pieces of blood like petals.
Tianyan Daozi and Yuding real person reacted most quickly. The former sacrificed the chaos clock and beat the earth and water veterans out to block Yunxiao's supernatural powers.
But the real Jade Ding cast dozens of azure rays, and while returning from the sky, he also blocked the strongest figure for a moment.
Suddenly, a sword light pierced the sky, cut through the clouds of thousands of miles, and directly hit the ninth strongest Xumo!
Xu Mo frowned slightly, his finger lightly pointed at the attacking sword light, and then he whispered, a drop of jade blood came out from his fingertips, and his figure drifted away.
That sword light was also directly shaken away by Xu Mo.
The sword light was transformed by the Heavenly Sword, and this blow was made by the Jade Emperor on the Nine Dragons!
The Jade Emperor also staggered backward for a half step, and then his eyes were a bit crazy, watching the strongest who stopped right above the earth and water.
This is Xeon?
"Are you going to destroy the predecessors?"
"The Jade Emperor?" Xu Mo's gaze moved back from Yunxiao and fell on the Jade Emperor, and then a little mockery crossed his mouth.
The Jade Emperor didn't say more, just glanced at Lao Tzu.
"Shan, fellow daoists, you and I will retreat for now." Laozi's sleeve robe slammed, and there was a shadow of Tai Chi diagram around the Jade Emperor's body. The faces of the sages were a little dark, but they could only stand silently.
Yun Xiao was held by the Great Master Xuandu, but she was pinched by Xuandu who had planned to speak.
On the side, Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand to press the shoulders of Xuandu, and several sages drove up the road at the same time, and their figures appeared directly above the Nangan Buzhou that had drifted into the Chaos Sea.
Next, there should be another fierce battle, depending on how long the Jade Emperor can fight for the primordial beings.
Let's look at the heaven at this time.
Ninety percent of the celestial soldiers who stayed behind had died in battle, and the last hundreds of thousands of remnants gathered at the North Tianmen.
Taibai Venus and more than a dozen Celestial Immortals with fairly good cultivation bases stood in front of the remnant army. At this time, this old immortal also had a fluttering beard and mighty.
"Haotian," the ninth strongest Xu Mo said calmly, "Why?"
"Bitter? Fortunately."
The Jade Emperor looked at the sword in his palm with a bit of security in his eyes, but a flame on his forehead began to burn.
The method of burning the primordial spirit can often make one's own strength skyrocket in a short time; and the Jade Emperor needs to control more power of the heavens, and also needs to make the prehistoric heavens that are about to collapse with the collapse of the heavens, blooming with the last afterglow.
Right now!
Suddenly four streams of light rushed into the wilderness from the East China Sea, headed by a light, and then three streams of light with different rhymes.
They are all saints!
The four great saints suddenly appeared, could it be that Yang Jian was defeated?
There was finally some fluctuation in the Jade Emperor's eyes, but before this worry emerged, he heard a roar from outside the East China Sea, and then a long roar!
First, a figure slammed into the border of the wild, and the figure lay horizontally out of thin air. The three-pointed and two-edged gun tip penetrated his chest, and the broken road turned into crystal clear shatters, drifting across the world.
Isn't this person the same Dao saint who has been delayed by Kong Xuan and Ao Fangtian before?
And above the corpse of this saint, a figure clutching a spear, stepping on the saint's chest, the black robe, the divine eye with the forehead not yet closed, the face that is so familiar to the monk!
Yang Jian!
He came back after all!
Without words, Yang Jian wanted to jump straight to the north, but at this moment, the Emperor who was standing on the Kowloon carriage turned his head and glanced at him.
With just a glance, Yang Jian's figure stayed in place, unable to move forward for half a step.
The emperor's forehead has the soul of fire, and his eyes are happy.
The middle-aged man who Yang Jian had hated, resented, and let go of, his lips moved slightly at this time, and then turned into a self-deprecating smile.
Yang Jian could not hear, but he understood what he was talking about.
‘Don’t break my showy. ’
How should the ignited soul extinguish the fire of good fortune?
One step late, just one step late!
If he came back a moment earlier, if he!
The strongest!
"Xu Mo! Fight with me!"
Raising his head and screaming, Yang Jian was carrying a spear, rushing up to fight against Xu Mo regardless, but a figure appeared behind Yang Jian and squeezed Yang Jian in time.
But it is Yuding...
"go!"
"Master..."
"Yunxiao has been seriously injured~EbookFREE.me~ If we fight again today, we will lose, as a funeral."
"Master!" Yang Jian's eyes blushed inexplicably, and he wanted to say something, but it only turned into two weak coughs; Yu Ding slowly shook his head and forcibly dragged him towards the south.
"Hahahaha!"
On the shore of the North Sea, the emperor suddenly laughed.
"The lonely emperor is the Nine Heavens, he should manage the heaven and the earth and protect the three realms."
"The loneliness is the supreme of the Three Realms, you should clean up the filth and sweep the world."
"The Gu Nai Jade Emperor! You must guard the way of heaven and punish demons!"
Before the words fell, the flame on the center of the eyebrows rose three inches high, the Jade Emperor's breath soared, and the power of the heavens turned into a crystal stream and gathered into his body!
In the next instant, the Jade Emperor was holding a three-foot sky sword, stepped through the void, smashed the sky, and his figure rushed away from the ninth strongest.
"I Haotian, I will live up to it."