Chapter 354: Hongmeng behemoth, Kunpeng covering the sky!

What the old man Bai Ze said was really good.
The vitality here is isolated, and the power of the spiritual power of the Yuanshen Taoist monk is greatly reduced. Yang Jian, the one who cultivates the flesh, is not affected. One can lose and gain the advantage.
Moreover, there are two quasi-sage masters, Bai Ze and Ao Xinke. Although they are not much higher, they are also a combat power that cannot be underestimated.
In addition, the sword fairy Lu Chunyang, who is extremely adept at attacking, belongs to the same line as Lu Chunyang, and can give his power to Lu Chunyang's He Mudan...
If five of them go to the center, they will definitely reap a few treasures!
Yang Jian did not hesitate this time, shook his head decisively, and said, "Let's go, let's go out first."
"Hey! You!"
"I have decided," Yang Jian scowled, and Ao Xinke also followed him, making Bai Ze a little helpless.
Bai Zeyi waved his hand in dismay, "Okay, you go, I'll go find a chance."
"Xin Ke," Yang Jian shouted, his wife knew, and raised her hand to roll up the frivolous Bai Ze with water.
Lv Chunyang was able to stand up with He Mudan's support and blinked at Yang Jian, as if implying something, but Yang Jian pretended not to see him.
They walked away, led by Xin Ke, and the five people turned into a cloud of mist and floated diagonally upward, without any reluctance, and went straight out of the big formation, towards the star shuttle hidden in the rock.
Bai Ze looked up to the sky and sighed, regretful, but Yang Jian didn't look back.
When they entered Star Shuttle, He Mudan sighed in a long sigh of relief; the four pairs of eyes looked at Yang Jian, waiting for Yang Jian to give his life.
Yang Jian felt his chin for a moment, and his profound energy wrapped Xing Shuo and moved Xing Shuo towards the surface.
"Really leaving?" Bai Ze said anxiously, "You really don't know how many treasures that Kunpeng had in the ancient times! This is how many treasures that Kunpeng had in the ancient times! This is to enter Baoshan but return empty-handed, it is going to be retribution!"
"I'm a little uneasy," Yang Jian whispered. Bai Ze wanted to say something. He glanced at Yang Jian, knowing that Yang Jian had decided, he could only sigh dejectedly.
Star Shuttle traveled underground, rushed out of a canyon, and floated into the clouds.
They were not far from the place of the great battle, but because of Yang Jian's profound energy, their whereabouts were not revealed, and no one came to bother them.
Yang Jian flipped his left hand, and his profound energy condensed into a mirror, which fully reflected the situation of that small world.
Above the Kunpeng lair, a shallow figure stayed there, wrapped in profound energy, and it was an incarnation of Yang Jian.
The primordial spirit is connected, and the situation seen in the incarnation appears in Yang Jian's heart at the same time; that cloud mirror is only shown to Bai Ze.
Treasures flicker everywhere in Kunpeng’s lair, causing dozens of figures to constantly compete; Daluo’s and mighty robe are always injured, but because it is not a death fight but a treasure hunt, not many people die. .
Bai Ze stared at the scene eagerly, and sighed: "Baby! Those darlings! You guy... You are a saint and there is no shortage of treasures, but I'm poor, I just fought for the last treasure. Used it."
After crying, this guy changed into that sloppy old Taoist appearance, no longer said anything, sitting there to restore his cultivation.
Lu Chunyang's spiritual consciousness swept across the battlefield for thousands of miles, and he thought that this situation was actually caused by the two of them looking for treasure, and it was inevitable that he felt a little disturbed.
In this vast world of powerful fighting methods, those powerful subordinates and subordinates were not idle. They opened the battle for several days and nights, causing countless casualties.
"Really commit a sin," Lu Chunyang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He Mudan persuaded: "This kind of cause and effect cannot be counted on us. They have evil intentions in their hearts, so they manifest themselves here."
Ao Xinke just looked at Yang Jian and didn't care about the others.
Yang Jian closed his eyes and rested his mind, holding the cloud mirror in his left hand, but carefully observing the situation in Kunpeng's lair.
He suddenly said: "Senior, why don't you test a hexagram again?"
"Hey? Have you changed your mind?" Bai Ze suddenly came to his senses, and took out two copper coins decently, shaking them three times, sitting there and making calculations.
After a moment of this calculation, Bai Ze's complexion became more and more ugly, and some cold sweat on his forehead.
Bai Ze was surprised: "Why is the secret of heaven unknown, and there is no image of the previous source of blessing?"
"That should be good," Yang Jian nodded.
"What's not bad?" Bai Ze was also very human, gritted his teeth and said, "Am I being calculated?"
Yang Jian smiled and said: "It shouldn't be someone who counted seniors. Seniors are alien species... Well, they are born with strangeness. If someone wants to count seniors, seniors will have their own feelings in their hearts and seek for good and avoid misfortune."
Lu Chunyang wiped the sword and cursed with a smile: "You two have something to say, what a dumb riddle here!"
"Little old man is really following the way of others," Bai Ze slumped for a while, and then calculated it again. After thinking for a long time, he looked up at Yang Jian, "How did you discover that there is a mystery in this place?"
"The power of the original spirit," Yang Jian said, "Daluo died in battle, even if the original spirit is broken, there should be the power of the original spirit. When I found you, a quasi-teacher and more than a dozen golden immortals were killed and injured. I haven't noticed a ray of the power of the soul."
Bai Ze was taken aback for a moment, and then he patted his forehead, ignoring such conspicuous details, sitting there with regret.
Lu Chunyang also heard some ways, and asked Yang Jian, "You mean, I've been working hard for this scene with Old Man Bai, but someone has calculated it?"
"It was not deliberately calculated for you, but someone laid such a trap, but you two happened to find that you ran into it." Yang Jian said: "We waited for two days, and waited for those quasi-sage masters to consume their mana. Almost, the person who arranged this place will definitely jump out."
Lu Chunyang said: "It's what listens to you."
He Mudan asked in a low voice, "Could it be that the demon master Kunpeng was acting in secret?"
"Perhaps," Yang Jian didn't say anything to death, closing his eyes, still holding his left hand, maintaining the cloud mirror.
The fighting in the Kunpeng lair continued, but more and more people were wounded and killed, and fewer and fewer people were still fighting for treasures.
But for those who died in battle, the power of the primordial spirit will also disappear without a trace; and the group of "famous people" who are fighting in chaos, have not noticed...
It's also really weird.
Yang Jianben also felt that so many Da Luo, a few great supernatural powers, and quasi-teachers, might have been so deceived by the ‘Kunpeng’s supernatural powers’ that they would be so desperate to fight their lives.
But as he continued to observe, he gradually discovered another unusual place here.
This small world seems to be a big battle in itself!
If you use Kunpeng's lair as the front line, you can outline the surrounding mountains and rivers, and there will be faint gossip changes in it!
Yang Jian opened his eyes and suddenly asked, "Senior, may this be solved?"
During the speech, Yang Jian waved his long sleeves, and quickly swiped his right index finger in front of him, drawing a complicated circular circle with one stroke.
Bai Ze opened his eyes, frowned and thought, his hands kept making gestures and deductions.
After half an hour.
"I seem to have seen it. This should be the formation of the ancient demon court..." Bai Ze looked at Yang Jian, "I don't know the origin of this formation, but I can probably know what it is."
Yang Jian asked: "Can you absorb the power of the soul?"
With some memories in Bai Ze's eyes, he said, "Maybe it has such an effect, but I dare not say it to death. I can only say that this is a confusing formation. Back then, I saw tens of thousands of monsters. The formation of this large formation made the hundreds of thousands of witches in the formation crazy, not knowing each other, and killing each other... and because of this, a quasi-sacred great witch was buried."
"So, it can be explained clearly."
Yang Jian nodded, leading a few people to look at Yunjing.
His incarnation flew around the top of Xiaotiandi's sky, and the direction of mountains and rivers everywhere corresponded to the formation engraved by Yang Jian.
Bai Ze suddenly sweated on his forehead, and Lu Chunyang glared at the old man, but didn't say much.
If it weren't for Yang Jian's decisiveness, the five of them might have been trapped in this big formation. They only wanted to seize the treasure, but gradually exhausted their mana, and then died of exhaustion.
He Mudan asked: "Can seniors have a way to break the formation?"
"If you give me half a month to think about it, maybe you can find where the big team is."
"I'll try it," Yang Jian smiled, closing his eyes, and his avatar left in that small world slowly fell towards a mountain peak.
Raising his hand,'Yang Jian' split a huge boulder from the mountain peak with a palm, and made a loud noise.
Xin Ke whispered: "Husband, the foundation of the puzzled heart array should be underground."
"Yeah," Yang Jian in Star Shuttle agreed with his eyes closed. This incarnation condensed almost all of the profound energy and profound gang, turned into a phantom of a three-pointed two-bladed gun, and then fiercely faced the mountain. Power slash.
There was no formation to protect this mountain, and it was easily split in half by this gun. At the break at the foot of the mountain, a blood burst into the sky, and waves of stenchy winds blew around.
Bai Ze immediately shouted: "This is the blood of the previous blood sacrifice! So that's it! The people who arranged this place really have a good calculation, turning the power of the blood sacrifice that opened this small world into a great array of confusing minds, and using this to mess up the heavens. , Ying Tian Dao kills the robbery, and kills these Da Luo quasi-sages with this pit!
"At this time, the big formation was temporarily blocked, and I don't know if the people behind will show up," Yang Jian held Yun Jing there and fell into thinking.
In Xiaotiandi, Yang Jian's ‘incarnation’ trembles suddenly, an inexplicable tremor of heart.
He heard an unspeakable roar, pervading this small world...
Vigorous and tyrannical, not the sound of all souls he knows well, but a great sound that shocks the mind!
Xunsheng turned around and looked, "Yang Jian"'s complexion changed greatly!
Look at the horizon of this little world! A heavy shady ‘slowly’ rising~EbookFREE.me~ I reached the top of the world almost in an instant, and immediately swooped down!
As if it only took a moment, it covered the whole world!
This is not a dark cloud, nor a shady, but a huge body!
His body was tens of thousands of miles long and tens of thousands of miles wide, and he was boldly pressed down, and the entire small world was completely covered, almost to pieces!
The Kunpeng lair, thousands of miles in diameter, seemed to be just a rice bowl for eating in front of this figure...
A flat, weird head hung down in the sky, just covering the Kunpeng's lair, opening its big mouth, and whirlwinds appeared in the mouth, and the figures were swept by the whirlwind and submerged in the hideous mouth!
Yang Jian was almost dumbfounded, and this scene was also seen by the other four through the cloud mirror.
Bai Ze stood up abruptly, and among the five, this old senior was the least calm.
"The demon master Kunpeng... he, he! He has reached such a point!"