Chapter 141: Swallowing Dzi Beads without a Point

The bead that Wang Mo threw out was for Yang Jian's life. He had already put all his energy into it, and it was aimed at Yang Jian's forehead.
If he was hit by the Open Sky Bead, even if Yang Jian was immortal, he would have a miserable end with his brain flying. If he became the second ‘Xing Tian’, his vitality would inevitably be severely damaged, and even the realm of profound art would fall.
However, Yang Jian did not feel any regrets in his heart. He was still struggling desperately. He wanted to move away his vitals even if it was possible before the opening of the dzi bead attacked...
Chaos Yuanzhu can determine the universe, this is a congenital spiritual treasure, although it is not in the eyes of great magical powers, it can suppress all opponents under Daluo Jinxian.
Yang Jian's combat power is strong, but that is physical tyrannical, profound art, and the power of the original spirit is very weak.
He was able to face the King Demon by relying on the tipless spear in his hand, not that Yang Jian's profound arts realm could rival the Da Luo Jinxian!
Not to mention that Rong Shenjian, Yang Jian's primordial spirit was unable to parry, and was directly entangled by the red rope...
At this time, it was really called Tian Tian to refrain and the ground to be unsound. Yang Jian was still unwilling to give up, struggling, and his eyes bloomed, not despair, but unwillingness and anger!
Open the dzi before reaching the forehead!
But Yang Jian suddenly felt that the tipless gun he was holding in his hands was missing, and beside Yang Jian, a figure was slowly forming...
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The abrupt dragon roar sounded, and a flower appeared in front of Yang Jian, and the tipless spear appeared strangely in front of Yang Jian, the gun body was erected, and the tip of the spear that should not have existed seemed to have a faint outline!
It is this faint outline that will open the dzi directly to fly!
This scene between the electric light and flint made Yang Jian stunned, and Wang Mo's eyes were full of circles, and he couldn't believe it.
And Yang Jian was attracted by the sharp-pointed spear suddenly, and did not notice the figure that was about to form slowly beside him; and that figure disappeared in an instant, turning into a cloud of water vapor, which was picked up by the sharp-pointed spear. The wind blows away.
No trace is left.
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The tipless spear was suspended in front of Yang Jian, and suddenly there was a dragon chant, and the spear body bloomed with brilliance, and the black smoke condensed on the spear body seemed to be alive at this moment!
A half-length black dragon rose into the sky!
Although the body is only the first half, it can't weaken its half power!
With teeth and claws, the dragon's horns are fierce, and the scales are shining, and his body is difficult to restrain!
The black dragon whizzed, opened his mouth to bite the open dzi bead that was flying without a sharp spear in his mouth, and swung a claw directly to blow the mixed ingot orb directly!
Yang Jian staggered and almost fell, but he immediately grabbed the tipless spear and lost a wave of profound energy!
The black dragon got the help of its owner, and it was even more frantic. It danced with Yang Jian's sharp spear. This half of the dragon's body slapped towards the king demon with its teeth and claws. The magic sword was hit by the dragon's head and flew around Yang Jian's Yuanshen Xiaoshu. The tangled blood thread broke one by one.
At this moment, Yang Jian was as if the sleepy tiger came out of the cage, and the sleepy dragon went out to sea, clutching the tipless spear and swiping forward, the black dragon opened his big mouth to swallow the king demon.
Wang Mo immediately used his escape method to escape from a distance; while the other three of the Four Sages of Kowloon Island quickly cast a spell, recalling their magic weapons, fearing that they would also be swallowed by the black dragon.
"Yang Jian!"
Wang Mo was like a mad devil, his eyes flushed at Yang Jian.
He didn't even kill him like this!
It's nothing more than bullying the small with the big, borrowing all the treasures of the three righteous brothers, fixing the universe, and binding the soul, and it can't kill him!
Is his king demon really old, or is this prehistoric has changed!
"Return my life in vain!"
Wang Mo rushed to Yang Jian desperately, and his whole body exuded a terrifying power, but these powers were a little vain, it should be the magic of the king.
The tipless spear seemed to be overpowering. After the black dragon flew into the air, it turned into a black light and attached to the tipless spear again.
Yang Jian felt that the tipless spear was a bit taller, but Wang Mo’s swift arrival made him too late to feel it, so he stood up and challenged!
In this battle, we must fight our lives!
The tipless spear wielded the shadow of the spear, although not as majestic as the black dragon, but it was a bit sharper than the black dragon's claws.
Wang Mo really fought his life this time, and he desperately approached Yang Jian, despite the scars on his body, he also smashed Yang Jian's body with one punch and one kick.
The dignified Luo Jinxian turned out to be such a way to fight for life.
The tipless spear in Yang Jian's hands really made him even more powerful, and his ability to play against the enemy soared exponentially!
How many treasures are there? With just this shot, Yang Jian was in his heart!
The more he fought, the more braver Yang Jian became. If the pain in his back was unconscious, Wang Mo desperately tried his best to accompany the Wang Mo mad with one shot and one punch!
But the king demon's opening dzi bead, at this time, did not know where to go, the king demon also used the spell to recall the dzi bead several times, but the opening of the dzi bead did not respond.
The other Three Treasures were only taken back by the three virtuous brothers, and Wang Mo had no treasures to use at this time. He could only use his supernatural power spells and Yang Jian's pointed spear to blast.
It is also due to his high cultivation base and tyrannical immortal body; if he is replaced by another Da Luo Jinxian, Yang Jian will be cut under the gun if he is not sure.
At this time, the devil can still have the upper hand.
When Wang Mo was beaten with a sharp-pointed spear, his body was covered in blood, and Yang Jian's body also became pitted, and he did not know how many bones were broken.
If you can kill the king demon today, the pattern of the gods can be broken!
What Yang Jian had to do was to completely disrupt the battle of the Conferred Gods he knew; otherwise, he would not be able to take any initiative at all!
Every step of the Conferred Gods battle is actually one link on the other, one person leads to another!
"Big brother..." Yang Xiaochan trembled, "If the other three people go together, what should I do?"
Although Chu Qian's gaze was a little worried, she still comforted Yang Xiaochan and said, "Don't worry, these are immortals who are stubborn, it is impossible to be so faceless and skinless, just bullying the small with the big, surely not dare to embrace it. Otherwise, say It is not allowed to arouse the anger of the saint master who teaches."
Yang Xiaochan bit his lip and nodded slowly, but his heart was clouded.
Ao Xinke didn't speak, and stared at the battlefield without saying a word. His figure seemed to have moved, and it didn't seem to have moved, but there was a faint immortal meaning that people could not see through.
On the other side, Wang Mo's three righteous brothers also rushed nearby, watching the battle between Wang Mo and Yang Jian together.
"Big Brother! Chi is going to change!"
"Big brother! I'm waiting for the shot! Why urge the soul!"
"Don't come here!" Wang Mo yelled, "Yang Jian killed my disciple. This hatred is not shared! I am ruined today, and there is no face to speak of. Three virtuous brothers just watch! I need to take it. Get him down!"
Yang Jian held a sharp-pointed spear, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a sneer, wrapped himself with profound energy, and snorted, "Speak up!"
Wang Mo breathed in abruptly, his body bulging, and the wounds all over his body suddenly flashed with immortal light. The blood turned into blood arrows and shot at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian responded with satisfaction, flashing left and right, the spear stopped all these arrows, and then swept the world with a shot, sending out dozens of spear shadows to shoot at the king...
The two of you are coming and going, and they are fighting together again. The fight is inextricably difficult, I don't know how many days and nights they will fight!
At this moment, three clear howls came from the northwest!
Amidst the whistling sound, there was another kind of suppressed anger!
Those were three Taoists, wearing long crowns and Taoist robes, their eyes were like electricity, and they saw Yang Jian's situation in their eyes.
Wang Mo shouted: "Three virtuous brothers!"
"Big brother, don't worry! We will stop these three for you!"
Li Xingba replied that the four saints of Kowloon Island and three of them sacrificed their treasures, and greeted the three interpreters of Da Luo, who was able to intercept each other from a hundred miles away. The two sides didn't say much, and immediately started a battle!
Yang Jian shot the King Demon back with a single shot, and the figure stepped back three steps, shouting with joy: "But my uncle and uncle who teaches?"
Just heard a vigorous cry from the northwest: "Major Nephew Yang Jian will hold on for a while! Then come to help!"
Yang Jian laughed three times, and shouted: "Uncle Shi is not in a hurry, I will fight this king demon for hundreds of rounds!" Yan Pai actually rushed again and entangled the king demon.
The devil at this time had actually retired in his heart.
Although it feels that Yang Jian has suffered a lot, he can't beat Yang Jian for a while. Although his three virtuous brothers can block the scholars, there are bound to be more of them.
Moreover, when Yang Jian said that "hundred rounds of war", Wang Mo felt that he was defeated in his heart.
A junior, a junior of the three generations of Taoism, has never listened to the teachings of a sage, but is just a junior taught by Zhenren Yuding...
Even though he exhausted his methods, he was still so embarrassed~EbookFREE.me~ This battle was not good, and it was not a mistake.
Speaking of methods, tactics, and realm, Wang Mo should have crushed Yang Jian; but, when he really fought, Yang Jian was always able to surprise the enemy, defeat the enemy and defeat Wang Mo's pride a little bit.
Wang Mo sighed in his heart, his only bloodline was broken in Yang Jian's hands, but he couldn't avenge his son, and he was so notorious...
Why?
Why?
The hatred in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he madly attacked Yang Jian, completely ignoring his own injuries.
This is actually Yang Jian's weakness-if he can't completely break through the opponent's immortal body, Yang Jian will not be able to attack the enemy's primordial spirit. This is also considered the weakness of profound art.
Suddenly, a ray of sound transmission pierced Wang Mo's ears.
Wang Mo hesitated a little bit in his eyes, but gritted his teeth and started to retreat while fighting, deliberately leading Yang Jian to the southeast...