Chapter 637: True and false strong

In fact, if you want to mix into the enemy camp, you don't need to use the method of change, or mix into it sluggishly.
　　 just break through.
　　 It may be that Yang Jian finally felt that he could be bolder. Leaning forward, the profound energy became the outline of a flying bird around him. Eighty-one profound beads flashed lightly, and his figure directly soared to extreme speed.
　　 After a while, the black spirit world has appeared on the edge of the divine consciousness, and Yang Jian's speed has increased by a bit, which is the ultimate when he does not use the flying feather escape technique!
　　 The Chaos Sea was brought up by a wave, and when the wave hit the Black Spirit Realm, it also shook the extremely magnificent Black Spirit Realm.
　　 Then, the big formation was torn through a gap, and Yang Jian's figure rushed into the black spirit world, carrying the billowing chaos aura, like a comet crashing into the big city in the center of the black spirit world...
　　 was originally here to fight, and it was a waste of time to sneak in, so it's better to go directly to the Black Spirit Lord to provoke.
　　 If the Black Spirit Lord can be defeated, beheaded, or subdued, that will be something to do.
　　 tearing apart the formation method and breaking down a strange low-rise building. The chaos and dust flew around, and all parts of the black spirit world suddenly fell into chaos.
　　 Amidst the shouts and shouts, a team of Chaos Spirit Races rushed towards the place where Yang Jian fell, and countless amount of coercion accumulated towards Yang Jian's figure.
　　While waiting for several Chaos Spirit Races to cast spells at the same time, the smoke and chaos aura were blown away. Standing on a roof waiting quietly, holding the spear, his eyes swept towards the strongest people present.
　　 He didn't do it directly, after all, the combat power on the scene is likely to be his future help.
　　 "Where is the Black Spirit Lord?"
　　 "It's you!?" The black spirit master's hoarse voice came from the palace, and in an instant, thousands of Chaos Spirit Race powerhouses broke through the air and surrounded Yang Jian.
　　 Yang Jian frowned slightly, but the black spirit master did not show up...
　　 Do you want these men to consume his strength?
　　 "If you don't come, I will look for you," Yang Jian said leisurely, and then his figure rose into the sky!
　　 Jinxian, Daluo, but native chickens and dogs; the quasi-sacred realm chaotic spirit race of little strength can't get close to him.
　　 Dozens of streamers slashed towards Yang Jian, but very few of them could really slash them. Even if they touched Yang Jian's profound body, it would just add a few shallow marks to Yang Jian's robes.
"kill him!"
　　 With a cold shout, there were five bodies standing in front of Yang Jian, all of them were the strange faces of the Chaos Spirit Race, but their strength was a quasi-sacred realm.
　　 The two pounced on Yang Jian, which should be based on self-cultivation; the three kept waving a total of 14 arms, and their offensive made a continuous scream.
　　 The spear swept across, and the tip of the gun brought out a long light mark, and then there was the sound of tsunami and landslides, and the light wave pulled out by the gun marks turned into huge waves in the sky!
　　 The huge waves slapped the two silhouettes, resisting all the fierce offensive ahead, and the power is not diminished, and the surging pressure is on the remaining three figures!
　　 muffled grunts, angry rebuke, yelling with fear...
　　 Yang Jian didn't seem to have the habit of standing and admiring the power of his moves, his figure dashed forward again, and after breaking through the huge waves, there was already a big formation outside the Black Spirit Lord's palace.
　　 With a vertical split, Xuan Gangning made a long spear and shattered the front formation directly!
　　 still not coming out?
　　 Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, ignoring the dozens of figures chasing behind him, pointed his spear diagonally, and threw a hundred spear shadows at the main hall where the Black Spirit Lord was.
　　 Many figures in the main hall fled in a hurry, the dome collapsed, a plume of black smoke flew, and the black spirit master finally slowly flew out of the ruins.
　　 finally came!
　　 This master who can fight the Great Master Xuandu should be the top powerhouse of the Chaos Spirit Race, and he has finally appeared today!
　　 "Xuanducheng Yang Jian."
　　 Out of respect for the strong, Yang Jian held his spear and arched his hands and shouted, and his figure was about to fly forward.
　　 "Slow! I have something to say!" The black spirit master whispered, causing Yang Jian to frown, and then stopped the offensive.
　　 Yang Jian's gaze swept behind him, and the Black Spirit Lord spoke out again, his voice hoarse, with a kind of mysterious Taoist rhyme, "Everyone retreats, without the order of this seat, can not participate in my duel with this person."
All of 　　 Black Spirit Lord's subordinates cast fearful glances, saluting and retreating one by one, forming a huge encirclement hundreds of meters away.
　　 Yang Jian looked directly at the Black Spirit Lord ahead, and said calmly, "I am here today to fight you, to avenge your invading Xuandu City. If you don't want this place to fall, you can go to Chaos Sea."
　　 "Okay," the black spirit master agreed with joy, but the figure wrapped in the rich black air didn't have the slightest posture to move.
　　 Yang Jian frowned, what does this guy mean?
　　Listen to the Lord Black Spirit asking, "Yang Jian, what is your relationship with the Archmage of Xuandu City?"
　　 "That's my uncle," Yang Jian answered calmly.
　　 "Hmph, I can get a tie with him, you are just his nephew, so you dare to provoke me," the black spirit lord Jie Jiegui laughed, making people hear his body hairy, "Want to die?"
　　 The black spirit lord... Isn't the nonsense a bit too much?
　　 "You know if you hit it!" Yang Jian pulled the spear and was about to charge forward.
　　 Black Spirit Lord shouted again, "Wait! Before you die, I have something to say!"
　　 Yang Jian was really amused by this guy, he should have rushed to fight, and suddenly wanted to hear what the black spirit master was doing.
　　 "Be careful, husband," said Ao Xinke, "don't have any calculations...hiss!"
　　 Yang Jian hurriedly said back "What's the matter?"
　　 "Husband, is this little eagle the husband's spiritual pet? It hurts to peck people."
　　 Yang Jian chuckled lightly, and said to Xuanguidai, "Be honest, let you come out and play after this fight."
　　 The little guy who was chasing Ao Xinkepeck seemed to have been subjected to a hold-down technique, and he stood there without moving.
　　 Yang Jian’s consciousness has been observing the surroundings so as not to be calculated by the other party; but the Black Spirit Lord does not seem to be delaying time to launch some kind of large array, it seems to be... simply delaying time.
　　 Seeing that there was no response in the dark anger, Yang Jian urged "Say it."
　　 "Huh!" The Black Spirit snorted again, "Are you really afraid of death?"
　　 "I am naturally afraid of death, and I am afraid of death," Yang Jian said calmly, "If I hadn't had the strength to suppress you, I wouldn't have rushed here so recklessly."
　　 "Really?" The Black Spirit Lord said indifferently, "The last time I fought with you has only been hundreds of years, how confident are you that you can suppress the deity?"
　　 "Try it and you will know," Yang Jian was a little impatient, and took two steps forward with the spear.
　　 The dark air trembled slightly, Yang Jian felt that he was a little dazzled, and the other party stepped back a little without a trace...
　　 Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and moved forward again, this time like a meteor.
　　 "Wait!"
　　 "You stop!"
　　 "Yang Jian, you really treat me like I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
　　Like Li Neihan.
　　I don't know why, seeing the Dark Spirit Lord today, Yang Jian felt that something was wrong with this guy.
Previously, when the Black Spirit Lord persuaded Wu Ling Lord and Yu Ling Lord to talk too much and had a better temperament; but when he attacked Xuandu City, the Black Spirit Lord made a fierce attack and killed the fruitful. The best example of saying that people don’t say much.
　　, how can this kind of person treat the two rain and Wuling masters who are obviously weaker than themselves?
　　 Is it even an old-fashioned attitude?
　　 Yang Jian felt that something was wrong, so he hurried back to this place, wanting to explore the bottom of the black spirit master.
　　 At this time, Yang Jian approached step by step, and the black spirit master kept retreating. Although the black flames around him were still beating, it still exuded that fierce and chilling killing intent, but it gave people an inexplicable violation.
　　 Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, killing intent surged in his eyes.
　　 "Huh! Shake this seat for fear that you won't succeed! But I don't want to involve the creatures of this city, let me go out for a fight!"
　　 This seat? Didn’t you still call yourself the deity just now?
　　The Black Spirit Lord turned and flew towards the top of his head, and Yang Jian carried a spear to chase from behind.
　　 A group of figures around came with vinegar, intending to stop Yang Jian, following the black spirit master, but the black spirit master screamed.
　　 "All are waiting in the city! This seat can take his life!"
　　 speaks out without shame.
　　 Yang Jian picked up the spear and chased after him, wanting to see what kind of medicine this guy was selling in the gourd; he naturally wouldn't jump into the trap stupidly. As long as there is a little abnormality in the black spirit lord, Yang Jian will directly pounce and fight.
　　 No matter what, he can't go back empty-handed today. Either fight with the black spirit master, or kill some masters in the black spirit world, weaken the strength of the black spirit world, and facilitate the subsequent capture and dominance.
　　The black spirit master does not fly fast, but it gives people a sense of arrogance that the winner is in hand and everything is not worth mentioning.
　　 "My husband, I always feel that something is wrong with him." Ao Xinke said.
　　 "I also think that this guy feels like a fake," Yang Jian curled his mouth, "Could it be the incarnation of someone thrown here?"
　　 "It's not impossible," Ao Xinke nodded lightly, "but you still can't be careless, husband, remember to be careful."
　　Yang Jian chuckled, and the figure flew through the big formation of the Dark Spirit World again; but this time it was from the inside to the outside, following behind the Dark Spirit Lord, all the way unimpeded.
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　　 Black Spirit Lord’s voice came from the front, Yang Jian frowned and decided not to play with him anymore.
　　 Seventy-two changes!
　　 A fire phoenix rushed into the Chaos Sea, the flying feather escape technique was inspired by Xuan Zhu, and Yang Jian's figure rushed forward.
　　 The black spirit master turned his head to look, there was a strange cry in the black air, and his figure tried to flee forward, but he was overtaken by Huofeng after flying only a short ten feet.
　　 A fire phoenix mouth, the true flames of the phoenix covered the sky, and the black spirit lord was wrapped in a blink of an eye.
"no, do not want!"
　　The black spirit master screamed in a hurry, the black flames around him melted like ice and snow, and the true flames of the phoenix sank fiercely.
　　 so weak?
　　 Yang Jian is a little surprised, he has improved so much strength this time in retreat? The phoenix true flame transformed from profound energy can burn a powerful person like the Black Spirit Lord, crying father and mother?
　　 "Husband, save him!"
　　 Ao Xinke yelled something in a low voice, even if she didn't yell, Yang Jian already had the idea of ​​taking back the flame.
The fire phoenix turned around, the Phoenix True Flame burned the billowing black gas and then directly retracted, Yang Jian turned back into his real body, carrying a three-pointed two-bladed gun to the bottom, and the tip of the gun directly touched the whole body and was wrapped in layers of black. The petite figure in the yarn is in front of the neck.
　　 "Who are you!"
　　 The dark shadow has only one pair of eyes exposed. At this time, he was full of panic, and said with a hoarse and stern voice, "Fare, forgive...I would like to offer the treasure, and please forgive me!"
　　 Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and the thoughts in his heart gradually came to life.
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