Chapter 652: The power of Xuanzhu, the **** of all souls

　　 There was no casualties among the children of the Witch Clan, and even the masters of the Chaos Spirit Clan who had not seen a figure just now had not much damage.
When the chaotic beasts struck, these black spirit masters' men rushed out without fear of death. The witches and witches did not rush to take action. After all, these are chaotic spirit races, and there should be something extraordinary.
However, as soon as he came into contact with the fierce beasts, he immediately damaged a quasi-sacred realm and seven masters of the Great Luo Realm Spirit Race...
The witches and witches were really frightened by these chaotic spirit races, and quickly resisted the fierce beasts, allowing these spirit races to hide in the war boats on both sides.
‘These are all of Erye’s subordinates, and it is not clear that they are damaged. It is not easy to explain to Erye. ’
These are the original words of the two Wu clan leaders when they talked.
They were indeed shocked-generally speaking, in the cognition of the Witch tribe, the hard living environment can create the real strong.
These chaotic spirit races were born in the chaotic chaotic sea of ​​Dao Ze. They are more like barbarians. They are more than a hundred times more difficult than the prehistoric living environment. Why are the masters born so ‘weak’?
If you want to comment in detail, the reason is that it is difficult to explain how many days and nights.
Probably it is the difference between supernatural powers, techniques and treasures, and the masters of the Chaos Spirit Race basically rely on the long years and their respective talents to slowly promote. The Chaos Sea is infinite, and the Chaos Spirit Race is infinite, but relatively predecessor. Said that the frequency of conflicts and fights is quite low...
To resist the fierce beasts, the witch and the witch were more than poking, and Da Ang and a few other witches masters were there to assist, it was really shocking and not dangerous.
But they are indeed trapped here. Although they want to exhaust the two masters of witches, ghosts and witches, at least they have to fight for hundreds of thousands of years, but there is no guarantee that there will be no stronger beasts.
Fortunately, Yang Jian and the Black Spirit Lord came to help in time, and finally solved such a dangerous situation, and the three war boats quickly sailed away from here.
The 1,800 children of the Witch Clan remained silent from beginning to end. If you look at the battleship in the middle, you can see that they are all practicing.
The atmosphere is rather dull.
The words of Yang Jian put them under too much pressure.
When the ghost and the black spirit master returned one after another, Yang Jian had already settled the three chaotic spirit races with horns on their heads.
In fact, he didn’t do much. He just brought the three spirit races closer to the battleship, and asked a few spirit race quasi-sages to come and draw the whip of Monton. Monton was quite cooperative to say what should or should not be said. Said it together.
"Second Lord!"
The witch yelled from behind. The old witch clan was full of energy and his eyes were shining. The previous battle seemed to have awakened something and made him look a lot younger.
"Let that guy run away, who are they?" The Black Spirit Lord asked coldly, his eyes under the ghost mask full of coldness.
If it weren't for these guys to mess around, she wouldn't have to be so anxious to return in the predicament.
Yang Jian pulled Monton over and gave two simple words: "Just ask him everything, probably some arrogant Chaos Spirit Race, bring them back to the Black Spirit Realm, I will rush back and guard there."
"Important?"
The Black Spirit Lord sneered, "Don't kill them?"
"Keep it, it's still useful," Yang Jian said, "their clan now has dozens of people, all serving the of all souls... you should want to know what the of undead is."
"what?"
"Here," Yang Jian waved his hand lightly, a profound energy constantly changing, turning into a behemoth of great monstrousness, constantly roaming.
The pupils of the Black Spirit Lord's eyes shrank obviously, and his whole body exuded a cold killing intent.
"Demon Master Kunpeng!"
"Be more sensible, even if we track down the whereabouts of the God of All Souls, the two of us are not sure to get rid of him." Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "Moreover, according to what these three people said, the God of All Souls is only in need. When the herd is fighting, they will be called to gather, and they will be allowed to continue to tame the chaotic beasts in the Chaos Sea..."
The Black Spirit Lord said nothing, but from her undulating chest, she could tell that she was trying her best to calm herself down.
The witch and the witch looked at each other. Although they didn't know what animosity Yang Jian had with the Dark Spirit Lord and Kun Peng, the demon master calculated the hatred of the ancestral witches, and it really was endless.
But before the two of them spoke, Yang Jian had already patted the Black Spirit Lord on the shoulder, and said: "I'll rush back first. You should be careful on the way. You can wait until you return to the Black Spirit Realm before saying anything later."
"I'm tired of my second master."
The witch ghost said a little embarrassedly, Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, wrapped the big net trapped in the three-legged crow with profound energy, and gave it to the witch guard.
Then he got out of the war boat, turned into a golden peng, and flew towards the black spirit world.
He believed that the Black Spirit Lord would not do anything stupid, at most torturing the three beast trainers.
Yang Jian wrapped himself with profound energy, and under the cover of the chaotic aura, he did not show any signs at all.
He already knew at this time that the four beast trainers would attack the fierce beast warship this time. In fact, it was a misjudgment at the beginning and regarded the warship as three chaotic beasts.
When they tamed the beasts, they usually first besieged the beasts and beat them to half-death, and then used their unique talents to subdue the beasts, control the will of the beasts, and incorporate them into the herd.
This process is also not easy. It takes a lot of time and energy to tame the fierce beasts in the quasi-sacred realm.
About hundreds of years ago, the God of All Souls summoned all the forces of the ‘God’ clan and used the herd to destroy an empire built by a powerful Chaos Spirit Clan.
This is not the first time such a thing has happened. Almost every thousands or tens of thousands of years, the God of All Souls will summon them.
After each battle, the beasts will inevitably suffer losses, and their clan will follow the orders of the of all souls, that is, Kunpeng, to go in different directions with the four or five clans to tame new chaotic beasts and form more The powerful herd is waiting for the next call.
As long as Yang Jian thinks of hundreds of violent Quasi-Holy Level Chaos Fierce Beasts, rushing to the Black Spirit World or Profound Capital City overwhelmingly, his scalp is tingling.
"It's a fluke."
Yang Jian murmured, feeling a little scared in his heart.
Maybe it was because of the fight all the way, I felt a little impetuous, and felt that the demon master Kunpeng was nothing more than that. As long as he stepped into the eighth stage, he might not have the power to fight Kunpeng.
But Yang Jian completely ignored one fact.
Kunpeng was not lying in a corner, tremblingly waiting for him to challenge.
The demon master Kunpeng was the makers of almost all the decisions of the demon clan in the ancient catastrophes, calculating the ancestor witch, demon king, calculating mysterious turtle... and even calculating the saint!
If you feel that you are strong enough to compete with Kunpeng, you will go to a silly fight with Kunpeng. Maybe you will not even see Kunpeng, and you will be somehow consumed by the fierce beasts...
And it is difficult to guarantee that Kunpeng will not have other unknown ‘power’.
Today’s matter, why did Yang Jian say a fluke?
Naturally, it was because he first encountered these Chaos Spirit Races controlled by Kunpeng, instead of unpreparedly facing an invincible Kunpeng under the saint and hundreds of chaotic beasts!
Yang Jian had checked in detail before, and the three of them did not have any backhands left by Kunpeng. Perhaps Kunpeng did not expect that these'children' and'goddess' who are hidden in the herd and have single-legged crows as mounts will There are cases of being captured.
And Yang Jian's unexpected gain was also thanks to the seventy-two change of magic, enough to be fake.
God of All Souls...
Yang Jian couldn't help but remember the first meeting with Kun Peng, and he was a little at a loss.
Kunpeng should be a prehistoric creature, step by step from ancient times to today, what does this guy want to do? In other words, what do you want?
I can't figure it out, but I don't know, but Yang Jian will inevitably have a battle with Kunpeng in the future, so he can only plan carefully and calculate carefully.
Before Yang Jian went to Huoyun Cave, he also wanted to find Xuanyuan Huangdi to inquire about Xuangui Xuanzhu's supernatural powers and powers, but he was delayed by the Black Spirit Lord.
After spending three days, Yang Jian returned to the Black Spirit Realm, met Ao Xinke for a ‘discussion’ for half a day, and then returned his mind back to the wilderness.
Being busy all the time at this moment really made him feel a little tired.
But as long as he thinks of the abyss above the North Sea that is blocked by the miasma, Yang Jian doesn't complain any more, telling himself to do his own duty.
The avatar opened his eyes, Yang Jian looked at the dozing boy, chuckled lightly, and walked towards the entrance of Emperor Xuanyuan's cave.
The entrance of the cave is connected to the ridge, and you can faintly see the continuous palaces and playful fairies there.
Three thousand stunning servants of the emperor.
Yang Jian just stood quietly without shouting. Sure enough, two fairies arrived soon afterwards, saying that Emperor Xuanyuan had not returned from Beihai.
"Can you bother you two send someone to find Senior Xuanyuan? The junior has something important to ask."
"True gentleman, please come to the cave to rest for a while, and I will find my husband to return here."
"I am waiting here~EbookFREE.me~ Thank you very much."
Seeing the two fairies flying straight out of the Huoyun Cave, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and stood there waiting quietly.
Not long after, Huangdi Xuanyuan and the Shennong clan returned together, and the two female fairies retired softly, leaving a little splendid breath in the Fire Cloud Cave.
"What's so anxious?" Xuanyuan Huangdi asked with a smile, Shennong said a few words on the side, and the three went to the Shennong cave together.
When the Shennong family ordered the immortal tea to be served, Yang Jian went straight to the point, "Recently, there has been news about Kunpeng in the Chaos Sea. I want to ask Senior Xuanyuan, what is the function of the Xuanyuan pearl that was taken away by Kunpeng?"
Xuanyuan Huangdi frowned suddenly, sitting there holding tea, as if he didn't want to speak.
Shennong sighed softly, "The older generation knows about this. Xuanyuan doesn't want to mention it, so let me talk about it."
"I said so," Xuanyuan Huangdi said with an ugly smile, "That Profound Bead was born in the first creation of heaven and earth, condensing the pre-existing weather, and uniting the nine Profound and Mind avenues. It is the basis for the Proving Dao of Xuangui, and it is also the Pangu God of the year Benefits left to Xuangui."
"It has become the universe of its own, which can nourish the soul, gather spirits, play the universe, and determine the universe."
Xuanyuan Huangdi's words paused, and then smiled bitterly, "Anyone who obtains this Profound Orb will not die, and can be resurrected in the Profound Orb with only his soul... Therefore, the saint can't help Kunpeng."
Yang Jian couldn't help holding his forehead with one hand.
This matter is getting more and more difficult.