Chapter 407: Definitely not dead today!

With this hand, Yang Jian really shook the waists of the two big brothers.
　　 Our Lady of the Golden Spirit did not expect that Yang Jian would move away from the Chaos Clock, but it was really unexpected.
　　 This gun shadow casts too eagerly, and it also contains the rhyme of opening the heavens, even the Golden Spirit Mother and the Dark Cloud Immortal could not stop it in time.
　　 The gazes of the three people, the gazes of the immortals of the two religions who are scattered all over Xiqi, all involuntarily chasing the shadow of the gun...
　　 is dazzling and dazzling, with the meaning of extreme sharpness, as if no one can resist, just like this, rushing to the big clock floating between the virtual and the real.
　　 This is the first time that the Chaos Clock was born but it did not cause many immortals to compete.
　　 Even, the master of the chaotic clock has already pulled away first, but no one has reached out to the clock. Some people try to fly the clock, while others are guarding this prehistoric clock and using it to suppress the world.
　　 Yang Jian's attack exceeded everyone's expectations.
　　 It was like a gloomy sky, cut through by this beam of light, rushing through the clouds, breaking through the universe and chaos, and hitting the bell wall fiercely.
when!
　　 The chaotic clock raised high towards the other side, and the mysterious Taoist rhyme that had been sealing the land of Xiqi suddenly broke!
opened?
　　 Yang Jian's eyes were full of surprises, and before he could shout out, a black ball had already hit him!
The Kaitian-style he displayed directly contends with the magical powers of the Great Dark Cloud Immortal. Although most of the power of this black ball that seems to be able to swallow everything is obliterated, the difference between the cultivation bases of the two spellcasters is too great. It was finally broken by this black ball...
　　 This is the power to break the universe, the strongest magical power of the Great Dark Cloud!
　　 By the way, before this moment, Yang Jian had just been evacuated by the two offensives of Kaitian One and Seven Kaitians, his own profound energy and profound gang were emptied, and his body was vacant!
　　噗!
　　 The blood in Yang Jian's mouth was directly sprayed out, and his body was hit by the black ball directly, and his chest appeared obvious depression!
　　 The black ball seemed to have also encountered an obstacle that could not be crushed, and it began to spin quickly, throwing out a wave of mana containing the law of collapse, like a long whip, quickly slapped on Yang Jian.
　　 This is also Yang Jian, if you change to someone else, even a master of quasi-sage cultivation, the immortal body and soul have already been torn apart by this black ball!
　　 Our Lady of the Golden Spirit sees this, but she still refuses to forgive her. Driven by her eight arms, her magical powers and magic weapons blast away at Yang Jian's inverted body!
　　 She didn't just fall into trouble, because she knew that she wanted to take Yang Jian down quickly. This is the best time!
　　 This undead rock, if you don’t do it like this, you don’t know how many hours it will take to break through!
　　 But Our Lady of the Golden Spirit did not notice, because the shadow of the gun shot by Yang Jian desperately, the chaos clock that suppressed this place was blown away a little...
　　 If the chaotic clock released a ‘round cover’, a ‘hole’ appeared at the root of the round cover at this time, and the divine consciousness from the outside immediately poured in.
　　 It just so happened that they saw Yang Jian being beaten by Wuyun Daxian’s natal magical powers, and they saw Our Lady of the Golden Spirit cast a spell with all his strength, and blasted Yang Jian with a magic power that could kill Da Luo in seconds...
"you guys!"
　　 There was a sudden anger over his head, full of anger and hatred!
　　 "You deceived my disciples so much!"
　　 Yuding real person?
　　 Our Lady of the Golden Spirit immediately looked up, and Wuyun Daxian also stopped the forward figure.
　　 At that time, the two of them frowned together, feeling dull and sweeping.
"Yang Jian!" The voice of the real Taiyi trembled, and the great supernatural powers who were dignified, the words were a little upside down at this time, "Don't pay for your life! Give them what they want! You uncle teachers Uncle is useless, you were so insulted by being intercepted! Really hurt me! Shame me too!"
　　 All the immortals frowned, while the explanatory immortals were angry, and the originally tepid fighting method suddenly began to burn!
　　Jiejiao Xianren feels embarrassed is one thing, it makes them dumbfounded, but...
　　 The three-generation disciple Yang Jian, who was hit by the magical powers of the Great Dark Cloud Immortal and beaten so many times by the Golden Spirit Mother, actually stood up slowly in the air...
really?
　　 The Great Dark Cloud Immortal and Our Lady of the Golden Spirit are fake, right?
　　 On Jin'ao Island, the top five sages under the sages must have explained the changes of the immortals?
　　How can you not kill Yang Jian?
　　 Yang Jian wowed and vomited another mouthful of blood. As the saying goes, ten drops of blood and one drop of essence, he really lost a lot today...
　　 "Master!" Yang Jian raised his head and shouted, taking a sharp breath, and the depression in his chest slowly bulged.
　　 "Hahaha!" He suddenly laughed, "The two elders of Jiao Jiao are here to teach me to practice! I'm fine!"
　　 He took a sip of blood, raised his sleeves and wiped his mouth, his long hair fluttered down, but his body stood straight, "It's worth it to be able to learn the magical powers of two contemporary masters!"
　　 Yuding real person's fingers pierced into the palm of his palm, and the magnanimous face that had always been moodless, at this time there was a madness.
　　 clay figurines still have three points of earthiness!
"Step aside!"
　　 Yuding yelled angrily, and immediately rushed to the chaos clock to suppress the gap.
　　 But he hasn't set off yet, his face is miserable, as if all beings owe him a faithful sage, and he has appeared before him strangely.
　　 "The half-hour that Peng Dao said hasn't arrived yet, and my nephew is afraid that it will be too late."
　　 "Zhun mention the saint!" Yu Ding shouted through gritted teeth. There was no other words, but he seemed to be torturing and condemning.
　　 All the immortals were silent, and the Golden Spirit Mother and Dark Cloud Immortal were also a little shocked.
　　 Hearing Zhun's words, this saint seems to have been blocking Yuding?
　　 The two of them naturally know what this means, and what it explains—Yuding actually has the strength of a saint!
　　 But I feel relieved when I think about it.
This disciple has been so difficult to deal with as long as he has been cultivating the Taoism. His horizontally trained body has reached a level almost unheard of before, comparable to the ancient twelve ancestor witches; this master can compete with the saints without being suppressed by the saints backhand. It also seems reasonable.
　　 The real master among the second generation of interpreting and teaching, unexpectedly was the Yuding who made no announcement...
　　 The Mother of God of the Golden Spirit and Wuyun Daxian looked at each other, the latter immediately rushed to the gap of the chaotic clock suppression array, preventing the immortals outside from rushing into it.
　　 And the Mother of God Jin Ling immediately pounced on Yang Jian. She was already aroused by Yang Jian. She finally vomited blood from Yang Jian. How could she let this opportunity pass?
　　 The real Jade Ding was really anxious when he saw this. Regardless of the strong attack on the sage, the whole world could feel the war and anger that rose to the sky.
　　Sages of merit, there is indeed a big gap compared to true saints who use their power to prove the truth.
　　 After all, Yuding made it plain, and it was only a ‘loser’ who had failed dozens of times in proving the Dao with his strength. At this time, it broke out, but he had the strength to fight against the saints of merit.
　　 This battle is destined to be a battle for the real name of Yuding to be imprinted in the prehistoric world.
　　 Yuding real person suddenly shouted during the fierce battle: "Who can save my disciple!"
　　 "I'm going!" Taiyi's figure suddenly fell. Yun Zhongzi saw the more than a dozen immortals who were close to the chaos clock gap, and at the same time rushed towards the gap with an angry face.
　　 A beam of starlight came from outside the sky and shone on the chaotic clock; the chaotic clock that was missed by Yang Jian from below began to slowly return to the correct position.
　　 At the same time, Wuyun Daxian held a dark cloud in his hand, blocking the gap.
　　 While more than a dozen interpretive immortals rushed to this place, a similar number also rushed to intercept them.
　　 Between the electric light and flint, there were dozens of figures around the Chaos Clock, fighting against the pressure of the saint.
　　 This time, it is no longer you, politely feeding each other, but magic weapons and supernatural powers, and several immortals of the two religions were wounded and bloodied in a blink of an eye.
　　 The Taoist Zhun mentioned didn't care about the situation here, and continued to ‘easy’ to stop the real person Yuding, and kept talking, but he was completely unable to shake the mind of the real person Yuding.
　　 The dignity of the saint can not be lost.
　　These...Yang Jian saw them all.
　　The master is fighting the saints, explaining that the immortals are bleeding to save themselves. Between this world, countless thoughts flooded and pushed him...
　　 He suddenly felt that he was absolutely useless, so he fell into such a situation, unexpectedly...
　　 In his body, he suffered heavy damage from the blow just now. Small cracks appeared in the nine profound beads on his back, and the profound beads in his body were nearly half dislocated.
　　 But Yang Jian had a strong sense of war in his heart, a strong desire to survive.
　　 So many teachers and immortals are desperately trying to rescue himself, if he gives up, who is he worthy of?
　　 who is worthy of!
　　 "Master! Master! Everyone is the same!"
　　 Yang Jian suddenly shouted: "I will definitely not die today!"
　　 The real Jade Ding does not say a word, he shows the sword intent of the world with one thought, the magical powers with one thought, the combination of wind, fire, water and earth, and the turbulent Three Realms with one thought!
　　 The sage Zhunti glanced at Yang Jian. If he hadn't taken a direct action against Yang Jian at this time, he would have been too shameless. I am afraid that he would have already shot Yang Jian here.
　　 This pair of mentors and disciples is really a disaster for Western religions ~EbookFREE.me~.
　　Western education is a big boom, this is the destiny, no one can resist!
　　 "All good are bodhi."
　　 The Seven Treasure Tree in the hands of the Saint Zhunti finally begins to shine...
　　 Yang Jian watched this scene coldly, the sight in front of him, and the spirit that was released, was immediately disturbed by the offensive of the Golden Spirit Mother.
　　 He roared, and the profound beads all over his body trembled lightly. Within this short period of time, the profound energy that had recovered one-third of the profound energy rushed out.
　　 war!
　　 The three-pointed two-edged gun completely gave up the defense and launched an offensive against the Golden Spirit Mother. Although most of the offensive was blocked by the opponent, Yang Jian became more and more crazy, and the shot became smoother...
　　 The physical body seems to be reaching its limits soon.
　　 At the dome of the sky, the connection with the outside world was suddenly cut off; the chaotic clock returned to its place again, but dozens of figures had rushed into the place where the chaotic clock sealed the town, and it was another battle in the sky.
　　 Wuyun Daxian directly guarded the chaotic clock, blocking the offensive of the chanting immortals on the bell.
　　 The immortals of the two religions who had been fighting here were immediately caught in a deadly battle. The fighting spirit burned arbitrarily, and several immortals have fallen one after another...
　　 "Madonna of the Golden Spirit! Fight with me!"
　　The cold voice of the real Taiyi came from the air, Yun Zhongzi blocked the falling enemy, and the real Taiyi in red rushed fiercely.
　　 Yang Jian saw this, the three-pointed two-bladed spear turned, and his figure went straight to the Virgin Mary.
　　 Fringe back and forth?
　　 Murderous intent is looming in the icy eyes of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, what about the second enemy!
　　 "Junior Sister Shiji's hatred, today should be brought to an end!"