Chapter 440: Wreck 10 绝 阵 (4)

Outside of Zhou Jun's camp, Yang Jian sat cross-legged on the ground, a burst of vitality penetrated into his body, and the profound energy released by Xuanzhu merged into streams and rivers, gradually filling the void in his body.
　　 After three battles, Yang Jian, who has entered the seventh stage and returned to the Great Realm, has almost stopped flowing of his profound energy several times, and his profound energy has been exhausted several times.
　　Unexpectedly, Yang Jian found that his soul and profound body were more deeply integrated...
　　 Such a fierce battle, for Xuan Gong, it can really increase cultivation.
　　 And as he continued to contact the evil spirits in the ten unique formations, the profound body seemed to be more resistant to evil spirits.
　　 At the beginning, he might be able to last half an hour with the power of pure profound body in the suffocating aura of the ten absolute formations, but now he can last more than half an hour...
　　 Such a discovery made Yang Jian's spirits shocked. Xuan Gong is really a ‘battle method’, which needs to be cultivated by war, or if it is strong, it is strong.
　　 Yang Jian rested for a whole day and night this time. When the profound body was full and the soul was full, the Fang Ding under the soul tree seemed to merge with the spiritual platform and the wonderful tree, regardless of each other.
　　 "Which uncle and uncle will follow me to break the formation?"
　　 "It's better for me to go for a while," Qingxu Moral True Monarch replied, and all the immortal families were good.
　　 The real Taiyi has already fully recovered. He had only consumed the giant and evil spirit before. For a character like him, he can refine the evil spirit with a cup of tea time.
　　 Madam Taiyi was obviously a little eager to try, but he was not good at grabbing the limelight from his junior, so he stood there and waited quietly.
　　 Although Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun also wants to go off the court to break a while, make some achievements, and make some reputation, but as long as he thinks of fighting side by side with Yang Jian, he frowns.
　　 Although Yang Jian had the power to protect Ci Hang, this does not mean that Yang Jian will be so dedicated to him. The contradiction between the two is already well known in Yuxu Palace.
　　 Manjusri groaned a few times, his divine consciousness swept across the Taoist priest who had entered the Dingding account, and he closed his eyes for himself, and stopped interfering with the matter.
　　 Manjusri is not in a hurry, not in a hurry to light the lamp, but some people in the dark frown.
　　 Thousands of miles away from here, beside a dense forest and mountain stream, there was a lame old Taoist sitting there, with a purple gourd on his back, his eyes fixed on Xiqi’s top ten positions.
　　 This Taoist had appeared before, and he shot with Manjusri. He wanted to kill Zhao Gongming, but Yang Jian broke a good deed.
　　 Now that he is here, he naturally has some calculations in it. Waiting for the right time, he will appear on the stage of the gods.
　　 Lu Ya Taoist.
　　 Speaking of it, these days, Taoist Lu Ya hid among the Three Realms without showing up.
Yang Jian pierced his heels in the Yuxu Palace, which embarrassed him; after all, before that, Taoist Lu Ya made several appearances in the Three Realms, always saying, "First there is Hongjun and then there is heaven, Lu Ya "The Taoist is still in the front" makes people unpredictable, and they dare not guess.
　　 Actually think about it carefully, is this sentence possible? It's a joke.
　　 If Taoist Lu Ya was in the chaos before opening the sky, how could he miss the opportunity after opening the sky? Since I have practiced, I don’t say that I fit my body like the Taoist ancestor. If it doesn’t help, I should be a saint of merit, right?
　　 However, Taoist Lu Ya and Manjusri shot at the same time, and they even ran away Zhao Gongming...
　　 As the news from the Yuxu Palace spread widely in the Three Realms, Lu Ya has almost confirmed the title of the'Golden Crow Little Prince'.
　　 For a time, the demonic elders hiding in the three thousand worlds appeared one after another, searching for the whereabouts of Lu Ya.
　　 The two great witch sacrifices of the witch clan also went out to search. If they could find Lu Ya, they would naturally kill him.
　　 Can you live a life like this?
　　 "Hey, Yang Jian!"
　　 Taoist Lu Ya passed a little anger in his eyes, snorted slightly, and sat there and continued to watch.
　　 Yang Jianzheng and True Monarch Qingxu Moral rush in the red water formation. Under the guidance of True Monarch Qingxu morality, the two are quickly approaching the altar in the formation.
　　 The Red Water Array Master King's changes are all out, and the red water is like an endless ocean, and the evil spirit is condensed in it, turning it into a very poisonous thing.
　　 Capture the essence of Rengui, hide the magic of Tianyi!
　　 Although the name of the Red Water Formation is not very loud, it makes Yang Jian and Qingxu Moral True Monarch quite embarrassed.
Especially the strongest treasure of the Qingxu Moral Monarch, the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan was restrained by the Red Water Array, completely unable to display its power; It's so difficult.
　　 Fortunately, Yang Jian’s profound body is hard enough, and the true monarch of Qingxu morality is also strong enough. Although there are some twists and turns, Yang Jian rushed to the altar floating in the red water of Wang Yang, approaching Wang Tianjun’s body.
　　 Yang Jian shouldn't stay for long, and shot with all his strength; Wang Bian fought desperately, even burning his soul, but he was still not Yang Jian's opponent, and his waist was cut off by a three-pointed two-bladed spear.
　　 There was a gourd above the altar. Yang Jian pulled the plug of the gourd away, and the boundless red water plunged into the mouth of the gourd, disappearing instantly.
　　 The billowing suffocation came suddenly, and it left quickly.
　　 But Yang Jian observed several times and found that the suffocating aura of Guan Qiao was filled by the main formations in other big formations. After this formation was broken, these suffocating auras were absorbed by Tian Jue Array.
　　 Tian Jue Array, Qin Wan?
　　 Yang Jian pondered a little, and dispelled the idea of ​​going to Break the Heaven Jue Formation next, and returned to Zhouying with the true monarch of Qingxu Moral.
　　 The fourth round, break!
　　 There are only six formations left in the Shijue Formation. Four Shitianjun died, but the disciples of Chanjiao were not damaged.
　　 Yang Jian meditated and rested, and the true monarch of Qingxu morality also sat back on his futon, and in front of his disciple Huang Tianhua, he did not show up any more.
　　 Click to end, everyone has a share.
　　 Among the remaining six formations, the Ice Array and the Flame Array are not too strong among the Ten Absolute Arrays, and their power cannot be compared to the Blood Array, which can be broken.
　　 Tian Jue Array and Earth Lie Array Yang Jian never tried, but in the two rounds, each with Yin and Yang, the Jue Array that day condensed the evil spirits in them, which is probably the most difficult.
　　 And the golden light array and red sand array...
　　 The master of the Golden Light Array is the Holy Mother of Light. Although Yang Jian does not pity and cherish jade during the fight, he is facing a woman and he can't let go of his hands and feet.
　　 By the way, the golden light array is not strong. If Yang Jian wants to break the array, he doesn't need to call for the help of his uncles and uncles, just break the twenty-one precious mirrors one by one.
　　 The Red Sand Array is the strongest among the Outer Eight Arrays, and even among the power of the Top Ten Arrays, the Red Sand Array is second to none.
　　 Only because of the red sand in the formation, it can directly shatter the consciousness of Daluo Jinxian. Every monk enters the formation like a blind man. This red sand is not only the primordial spirit, but also worse the immortal body.
　　 As long as the red sand formation is activated, the red sand in the sky has no rules, no dead ends, and the evil spirit that makes the twelve golden immortals headache...
　　 Even if the quasi-sage is caught in it, it will take some means to retreat.
　　 Today, it's better to crush the hardest persimmon first.
　　Yang Jian made up his mind right now, got up, talked about the power of the red sand formation one by one, and then asked, "Which teacher has the treasure of wind and sand?"
　　 The immortals thought about the people of Cihangdao, who shook their heads and said, "My beads can only set the wind. This red sand does not rise by the wind."
　　 "Nephew, why don't you break the side formation first?" Guang Chengzi said, Yang Jian hesitated a little, nodded and agreed.
　　 Even if the other nine formations are broken, this red sand formation will not be broken, it will eventually be an unavoidable difficulty.
　　 "I will break the formation!"
　　 Huanglong Taoist actually came forward, which is quite surprising.
　　 Yang Jian looked at Huang Long. Although he wanted to say something, he nodded with a chuckle.
　　 "Uncle, please."
　　 "Go!" Taoist Huanglong walked forward, walking a few steps before remembering to drive the clouds.
　　 Madam Taiyi reminded Yang Jian from behind: "Be careful! Don't fight to death in the formation!"
　　 "My nephew understands!"
　　 Yang Jian replied calmly, but he felt a little drumming in his heart.
Taoist Huanglong, a well-known "Fu Xing" in the allusions to the gods, although his mana is good, he has no treasures, and he has no powerful magical powers. In the original allusions to the gods, he was caught in the enemy's hands several times, but he was innocent Mixed down.
　　 This is not a lucky star. What is it?
　　 On the way, Yang Jian asked: "Uncle Master has a way to break the formation?"
　　 Taoist Huanglong looked at Yang Jian a little puzzled, and asked: "The method of breaking the formation is not the master nephew, do you think about it?"
　　 "Well, yes, yes," Yang Jian nodded quickly, really didn't want to sweep the face of the uncle.
　　Who has kindness to him, and sincerely considers him, how does Yang Jian know?
　　 At the time in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and in the Yuxu Palace in the past, the Taoist Huanglong treated him as if he regarded Yang Jian as his apprentice, and Yang Jian felt a little grateful in his heart.
　　 Yang Jian wondered how to break the red sand formation.
　　 It is the easiest way to say no to Taoist Huanglong, but firstly, he must take into account the face of Uncle Huanglong, secondly, he is a junior, so he can't say that.
　　 After thinking about it, Yang Jian stopped thinking about it anyway with the master behind.
　　 Soon, the two drove the clouds and landed in front of the red sand array; the red sand array advocated that Yang Jian and Huang Long came side by side, stood on the red sand altar, and laughed.
　　 "Come on! Get in the battle quickly! My brother's revenge can be repaid!"
　　 Daoist Huanglong snorted coldly, his robes swelled around his body, and his pure cultivation was undoubtedly revealed!
　　 "Master nephew, join me in the battle!"
　　 "Hey!" Yang Jian agreed, and stepped into the battle together with Taoist Huanglong.
　　 stepping in, the world changes suddenly.
　　 The red sand blows up, and there is a layer of mist in front of me, and then it is covered with the sky, like a thick fog.
　　 Yang Jian did not move his legs at the beginning, but the Taoist Huanglong used his magic to prop up a protective cover, and he strode forward in the direction of the meteor.
　　 "Uncle, be careful!"
　　 Yang Jian didn't dare to delay too much, and hurried to catch up.
　　 was just one step, lost in the formation, and no way out; instead, Yang Jian caught up with Huanglong~EbookFREE.me~ before the evil spirit in the red sand hit, he set the black dragon on the real Huanglong.
　　This matter, seriously...
　　Yang Jian couldn't say anything, as the Taoist Huanglong stepped forward, seeing Uncle's serious look, Yang Jian felt somewhat emboldened.
　　 After all, he is the third-ranked saint disciple of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu Palace. Ignoring the red sand barrier and seeing through the illusion here, it is all at my fingertips...
　　 Huanglong suddenly asked: "Nephew, where can you find the main line of people?"
Yang Jian:……
　　 Are you old, don’t you know?
　　 I don’t know how to break this battle, why are you still so confident!
　　 Huanglong said again: "Senior nephew is going to show off his power this time. Whether your uncle and I can stand up, my reputation will spread all over the world, it depends on you."
　　 Yang Jian laughed and laughed, and said: "Uncle, there were a few uncles and uncles who were guiding me before, I don't know the way of formation..."
　　 "Oh, it turned out to be like this." Huang Long suddenly realized.
　　 Feelings have never understood why Yang Jian insisted on breaking the battle by himself. It was purely that Yang Jian’s behavior was regarded as a respect for the old gods of the Yuxu Palace, and they gave benefits and achievements one by one!
　　 But Huanglong is Huanglong after all, and his Taoist heart is firm and unchanged.
　　 "It's okay, I have a magic weapon to break the formation," Taoist Huang Long took out a dead wood casually, muttered something in his mouth, and then threw the stick.
　　 The wooden stick smashed down where it pointed, and Taoist Huanglong turned and took Yang Jian to where.
Yang Jian:……
　　 Several of the twelve golden immortals have closed their eyes and sighed. ...