Chapter 340: Seek the blood of the phoenix

The dragon masters waited for Yang Jian in the clouds, they came at their orders, and didn't dare to urge them.
According to Yang Jian's instructions, they burned the body of the three-headed Bibolong in the void, turned it into a stream of vitality, and filled this small thousand world.
In fact, these old dragons are all treasures, but firstly, they are in front of the dragon elders, and secondly, they regard this old dragon as his opponent. Yang Jian couldn't bear to destroy his body to get the treasure, so he just let the dragon masters. Burn it.
But he said that after half a day's rest, he took out the Qin Tian Baojian, and according to the method taught by the master, he urged the Baojian, linked to the heavens, and searched for what he asked for.
All of a sudden, the disc with the gossip flew out of a circle, cross-rotating, and turned into a sphere. It floated in the direction of the sky above it, and there was an evolution of life and death.
After a short while, a ray of light pierced the center of Yang Jian's eyebrows. Yang Jian closed his eyes and looked at him, and his heart was overjoyed.
He saw a mountain forest, full of exotic flowers and fruits, and trees that had never been seen before. There were two divine birds with colorful feathers flying in the air...
When he opened his eyes, Yang Jian knew where it was and what those two birds were.
It was a great world. Starting from here, there is a complete path map presented in my mind. This great world is very vast and famous among the prehistoric. There are many masters living in seclusion here, but it is a little far away from the prehistoric five continents. .
In this vast world, there is a country named Tianfang, and a mountain named Yunluo. There are two divine birds on that mountain, which dominate the land of thousands of miles. Their bloodline sublimated and turned into a phoenix divine bird just ten thousand years ago.
This divine bird seemed to be sheltered by a certain mighty power, so he lived steadily on Mount Junluo. The news of the birth of the Phoenix divine bird did not spread to all directions.
Yang Jian looked at Qin Tian Baojian, who had restored the appearance of a disc in front of him, and couldn't help admiring the powerful treasures in his heart.
The treasures made by Emperor Fuxi before his reincarnation are so defying, how terrifying is the ability that Emperor Fuxi himself...deduced?
No wonder you dare to say that the first person deduced by the sage, gossip together, has reached the top.
Yang Jian solemnly put the Qin Tian Baojian away, and remembered the pattern of the path to the Fang Kingdom that day; after doing this, his profound energy and Xuan Gang had recovered seven or eight eight.
Although Yang Jian managed to control and prevent the power of the profound tortoise blood contained in his body from turning into profound energy, there was still a small amount of power of the blood to help him restore his cultivation level, thus wasting nothing.
Yang Jian had nothing to do with this. He could never stop fighting with others before condensing seventy-two profound beads. Now the catastrophe is ahead and there is no way to avoid it.
"Second Lord," an old dragon head fell in front of him and said: "There is nothing wrong here, do you want to return?"
"Yeah," Yang Jian nodded, holding the tipless spear in his hand, without concealing the old man, and said: "You still need the last treasure to make this magic weapon. You go back first, and I will get it."
The dragon head old man groaned a few times, he thought a lot, and said: "I will be ordered to protect the second master, and I will come with the second master. If you want to repair the magic weapon, there will be difficulties and difficulties in it, and I will wait for it to go. It is."
Yang Jian smiled and said, "If I were to be a side object, I would invite you all to go with you. But the last treasure is the blood of the phoenix. It is better for you seniors to return first."
"Oh? Can Er Ye find the Feng Clan?" The old man Longshou was shocked, "They still have clan members alive!?"
Yang Jian smiled without saying a word, looking at the old man with Dragon Head.
He told the truth, because he trusted the dragon clan very much; and he did not allow the dragon clan to go with him, but he was also considering the dragon clan.
The dragon and the phoenix first robbed, and both lost and wounded, but the grievances between the two races were not resolved. The enemy was extremely jealous when they met. If the two fight together, it will simply damage the dragon's luck.
Moreover, Yang Jian was only going to get the phoenix blood, and he didn't have to kill the two divine birds.
It is not easy for the phoenix to reappear. Yang Jian is willing to exchange the treasure for the blood of the sacred bird, and he does not want to cut the last pair of phoenixes in the world.
After thinking about it, the old dragon head nodded cautiously, and said to Yang Jian: "The Feng Clan, many arrogant and arrogant people, please be careful. If something fails, please don't act recklessly."
"Senior, don't worry, I can think about it."
"So, I will be on the same road with the second master first, and when the second master needs to change the way, I will wait in the ancient pilgrimage road."
Yang Jian nodded and agreed, but it did not make it difficult for the old dragon clan.
Before leaving, I took another look at the mountains and rivers of this little thousand world, but when I looked down in the void, it was a bit embarrassing to see that the landform of this little thousand world had changed a little because of his previous war.
I don't know when, he has also reached the point where he has to worry about whether he will break the wild land.
After Xuanzhu is condensed and passes the gate of life and death, he may be able to fly into the sky and become the real master...
"Let's go."
The dragon masters gathered here, and used that light and shadow dragon boat to carry Yang Jian and others into the ancient pilgrimage road.
After flying on that ancient road for about half a day, at a fork, Yang Jian said farewell. Many dragon masters had known what Yang Jian had done during this trip, and said that they were waiting for Yang Jian's return in the nearby Great Thousand World.
Yang Jian naturally agreed, turned and walked, keeping in mind all the paths he had traveled.
The Dragon Clan would never do sneaky stalking things, and even if they saw the Feng Clan, they would restrain themselves and would not start the war lightly.
Although the Phoenix tribe has disappeared for many years, many masters of the Phoenix tribe’s descendants have also appeared in the prehistoric times. All are masters of the Feng clan.
The dragons live in the world, and the Fengs are silent and undead volcanoes. This is a prehistoric rumor and an ancient myth.
In that immortal volcano, whether there are any ancient Phoenix clan remaining, and how many are remaining...no one can tell.
The dragons are not afraid of bleeding, but they are afraid of exhausting their luck. They have been working hard in the prehistoric times. Only these old dragons know how much sadness and hardship they have.
Yang Jian walked and stopped on the ancient pilgrimage road, constantly discerning directions, and deliberately hidden his figure.
Halfway through the road, something strange came from the Xuangui belt; Yang Jian found a small world full of oceans to rest, and looked at Xuangui with the precious jade that stored living things.
The situation in this can be described as a joke, but it couldn't be more apt.
A white-haired dog more than three feet tall was chasing a nine-headed golden feather chicken jumping up and down in that small space.
It's not that the white-haired dog can't catch up with the chicken essence, but that it is very interesting to play like this, and deliberately just barked to scare the golden pheasant, and did not really bite.
Speaking of the spirits in this predicament, even if they have nine heads, they are born very harmoniously, especially the demon girl like Ximeier, who will definitely not let her body be half ‘unbeautiful’.
Seemingly aware of the arrival of Yang Jian's consciousness, the nine-headed chicken spirit hurriedly shouted: "Shangxian, save me! Shangxian forgive me! Your treasure dog has already sucked my mana, it's really too scary!"
Yang Jian smiled when he heard the words and looked at the white-haired dog.
I have to say that the Queen Mother gave him two heavy gifts, and one heavy gift is the iron of the gods, which is an indispensable treasure for training a three-pointed two-edged gun.
One is the jade that allows the snarling dog to grow quickly.
The Sky Dog ate the divine jade, and the opened spiritual intelligence quickly matured, and the body quickly grew up, and its own potential was being discovered every day, growing very rapidly.
Before it was a coincidence of Yin and Yang, Yang Jian threw Xi Mei'er in front of the Roaring Dog. Xi Mei'er was the chicken essence and the Roaring Dog was the king of dogs. The two seemed to have a subtle connection. The snarling dog sucked cleanly.
Although Xi Mei'er had no mana, she still had a realm, and she could still recover her strength if she only found a place full of the essence of the sun and moon for half a year.
But after the Roaring Sky Dog absorbed these demon powers, his body grew rapidly again. It had just regained consciousness before, and had reached the ‘peak of the dog’s birth’ of ordinary big dogs in size.
The Roaring Sky Dog at this time was already quite mighty, with a white coat, full of energy, slender posture, and quite vigorous.
"Wow!"
The Roaring Sky Dog yelled vigorously, but fortunately, he didn't spit out words directly, otherwise Yang Jian would definitely feel very strange.
He took the snarling dog out and threw it into the sea to let it play freely. Yang Jian looked at the nine-headed chicken naïve, and said, "Do you want to die or live?"
He arrested Xi Mei'er, originally playing the idea of ​​‘if you can’t find the phoenix, try to urge her to send the blood of the Phoenix clan to refine the gun.’
Now that the whereabouts of the Phoenix Divine Bird was found, but the Phoenix blood had not yet been obtained, Yang Jian was not in a hurry to get rid of the monster.
"Shangxian spare my life! I, I naturally want to live..."
Yang Jian said coldly: "Then I ask you, what are you doing with your sister in Nanzhou?"
"I……"
Without the snarling dog to absorb her demon energy, Xi Mei'er gradually accumulated a weak demon power at this time, reluctantly strengthened into a human form, lying on the ground with a pale face, with a sad face.
"Shangxian, I can't say, nor dare to say."
"If you don't say it, your body and spirit will be destroyed."
"But if I said it, it's far from being as simple as the destruction of form and spirit, I'm afraid it's hard for my clan to save."
After Xi Meier finished speaking, she looked towards the front with a sad expression.
Yang Jian couldn't help being silent when he heard this.
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It is a saint after all.
He no longer cared about Xi Meier, and wanted to get closer to the Sky Dog. When driving the cloud away from this little thousand world, he also took the Sky Dog by his side and flew along the ancient pilgrimage road.
The snarling sky dog ​​at this time is really hard to define, but it is already extremely psychic. It has been sticking to Yang Jian's side and rubbing affectionately all the way, just keep hanging his tongue and looking at the magnificent scenery everywhere.
Traveling on the ancient pilgrimage road, you can meet one or two figures in almost half an hour, either being overtaken by Yang Jian, or coming from the opposite side, most of them are human monks.
It took more than a day to travel. With Yang Jian's feet, he had already walked most of the journey, and that great world was not far ahead.
Yang Jian took the dog, and the dog was sticking out his tongue, flying Zhenghuan on the ancient pilgrimage road; there was a streamer flying in front of him very fast, flying very fast beside Yang Jian, the speed was so fast that Yang Jian was also a little bit distracted. The side eye.
It doesn't matter on this side, seriously...I met an acquaintance.
"Huh?" There was such a sound from the streamer.
"Huh?" Yang Jian's eyes were also bright, and he immediately became energetic.
what is this?
A stranger in another country, this is!
"Senior! See you again!" Yang Jian warmly greeted him, and the streamer hesitated and turned back.
The light dissipated, and a sloppy old man walked out with his hands behind his back and his head held high. He glanced at Yang Jian with complicated eyes, trying to say something, but in the end it was just a cold snort, yin and yang cursed strangely:
"You stinky boy, the time is not long, but you are getting more and more capable. How many demon juniors have killed me?"
Yang Jian smiled awkwardly, then remembered that he and the Yaozu were dead enemies, and shrugged awkwardly.
"This is not, fortune is forced."
"Huh!" The sloppy old road snorted coldly, his complexion very bad.