Chapter 658: Kunpeng

　　The murderer's battleship of Wangshang's army, in a corner of the palace.
Yu Lingzhu's face was pale, his eyes closed tightly, her charming eyelashes trembling constantly, enduring the piercing pain.
Yang Jian did not torture her at this time, but before Yang Jian used Xuangang fine needles to puncture her soul, the aftermath still exists.
"How much do you know about your teacher?" Yang Jian asked casually, as if chatting with his friends.
Yu Lingzhu opened his eyes and glared at Yang Jian, "Kill me if you have the ability!"
"Before I kill you, I still want to ask more."
Yang Jian chuckled lightly, walked to the handsome Human Race man, raised his hand to disperse the Xuan Gang embedded in this man's body, the latter jumped up vigilantly, but was injured by the repeated rush of mana in his body.
"you!"
Yang Jian's gaze swept over, and the man suddenly shut up, taking two steps back pale.
This human monk is not stupid, knowing that Yang Jian has the power to restrain him for a moment, and at this time he unscrupulously releases the restriction, naturally he is not afraid of him going to the sky.
To be able to mix to this day, naturally they have some ability to know people, the human monk immediately averted his anger, and gave Yang Jian his hand.
"I don't know how Shumou offended Senior, and I asked Senior to tell him that Shumou would like to apologize with a treasure."
"Friends of Daoism are polite, the name of Daoism is Shu Zizhou, right?" Yang Jian suddenly no longer had any hostility, "My name is Yang Jian, a disciple of Dao Sect. One hand."
This person was visibly taken aback, smiled bitterly at Yang Jian, and said loudly: "The Dao Sect still attacked the Chaos Spirit Race. It's just that there are countless masters in the Chaos Sea, and the Dao Sect can't finish this muddy water trip."
Yang Jian looked at this person, and said with a serious face: "The great catastrophe is ahead, and there is no room for loss. If you don’t intend to help, please go to the side hall and wait with other friends. The chaotic spirit race has been completely destroyed here. Under my control, when the war is over, I will let the daoists leave."
"How come, there is General Cha He..."
"The princess is waiting outside the hall, you can go find her, she will explain to you." Yang Jian smiled and wrote down the eviction order, "I want to interrogate Yu Lingzhu, not with you Say something more, if you intend to help me, just wait outside."
Shu Zizhou was obviously a bit unpredictable about the meaning of Yang Jian's words. He tentatively walked two steps towards the gate of the palace. Seeing that Yang Jian didn't look at him much, he walked to the gate of the palace with fear.
When Shu Zizhou left, Yang Jian's thoughts moved slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes in the main hall, and dozens of Chaos Spirit Race masters immediately locked their spiritual sense on Shu Zizhou.
Yang Jian cherishes talent, but he will not take it lightly.
This Shu Zizhou’s cultivation is not too strong, but he is also a military commander-like figure. He is resourceful and resourceful. After staying in Wang Shang for thousands of years, he has been in trouble, and offered dozens of advices to Wang Shang. Wang Shang's national strength has soared under the premise of not being bloody.
He is a prehistoric monk, he will naturally get a lot of eyes in the Chaos Spirit Race, but he is still the object of His Royal Highness Princess Wang Shangguo.
Although Yang Jian doesn't think he is a world-governing talent, he can do these things.
"Yang Jian?" There was killing intent in the eyes of the rain spirit master, with anger, "Are you a disciple of the Taoist?
"Aren't you also a prehistoric human race?" Yang Jian casually pulled a chair in the black turtle belt, and sat down boldly, "Let’s talk about it, since you are a prehistoric human race, why do you still worship Kunpeng as your teacher? You know the Kunpeng demon master. What does it mean to the human race?"
"A foe who doesn't share the heavens?" Yu Lingzhu smiled, "What's wrong with the strong dominating the weak? What is the difference between the human race and the monster race? The teacher was the strongest creature in ancient times. I admired the teacher in my heart. , I’ve been asking for it, and I’ve just been accepted by the teacher as a registered disciple. This is the least regrettable thing in my life!"
Yang Jian was choked and was speechless.
However, the Lord Yuling's ability to say these words shows that she is at least sensible, and her personal inclinations are different, and she cannot be condemned with the words "Human Race is your own race".
Yang Jian said: "There were saints in the ancient times, Kunpeng is not the strongest creature."
"Sage?" Yu Ling said with a sneer, "It's just relying on the blessing of heaven to use the power of merit to achieve the position of saint. What the teacher walks is to prove the Tao with strength, the momentary star, how to compete with the immortal bright moon! "
This guy is hopeless.
Was it brainwashed by Kunpeng with evil methods?
Yang Jian stopped struggling with this, and asked: "According to this, you opened up the Yuling Realm, did you follow the order of Kunpeng?"
The Lord of Rain suddenly said nothing.
Yang Jian laughed: "Are you afraid that I will find Kunpeng? Since he is the strongest, why are you afraid that I will find him?"
"You are killing yourself!" There was a little sarcasm in Yu Lingzhu's charming eyes, "Who do you think you are? I want to do something for the teacher. The teacher wants to go to the tomb of the saint to devour the corpse of the saint... what!"
As soon as the three words ‘saint’s corpse’ fell, Yu Lingzhu suddenly screamed while clutching his chest. Blood spurted from Zhu Tan's mouth, and the whole person fell to the ground weakly.
Yang Jian's reaction was fairly quick, and he jumped back half a foot, avoiding the spray of blood.
What the hell?
Dao Yun, a domineering, reckless Dao Yun haunts Yu Lingzhu.
The rain spirit master lying on the ground slowly raised his head, and on his beautiful face stained with blood, there was a pair of indifferent eyes that did not show any color!
Just this look can make people enter the ice cellar.
Yang Jian was calm as usual, and seemed to stare at her in a playful manner.
The Lord Yu Ling asked in a hoarse voice: "Yang Jian?"
"Monster?"
Confirmed the eyes, it should be the demon master Ben Kun.
"You want to kill me?"
Yang Jian said calmly: "Yes, the demon master wants to fight with me?"
Yu Lingzhu sneered, and there was a chilling light in his eyes, "A hundred years later, in front of the city of Xuandu."
When the words fell, a fire suddenly appeared on Yu Lingzhu's chest, and she was like a piece of paper, suddenly burned by the flame.
The fire soared and swallowed her whole!
Yang Jian slammed forward, shot quickly, and directly patted her forehead...
Looking at the body that slowly turned into ashes in front of him, Yang Jian's expression was a little dull, his left hand opened, and the soul of the rain master turned into a three-inch-long villain, this villain is still constantly'burning'.
"Brother Kong, come and help!"
As soon as Yang Jian's words fell, Kong Xuan's voice came from behind: "What was that just now?"
"Kunpeng," Yang Jian said solemnly, "I'll explain to you later, save it first... it's nothing."
Halfway through the conversation, the soul of Yu Lingzhu had turned into ashes and slipped gently at Yang Jian's fingertips.
Only a scorched outline was left on the ground, and a sacred tribe who had just entered the quasi-sacred realm had no left.
Kun Peng's dismissal of power made Yang Jian a little surprised in his heart.
After talking about the words just now with Kong Manifesto, Kong Xuan frowned, "A hundred years... when will your profound arts break through? Can you make further progress in a hundred years?"
"I don't have to think about this," Yang Jian suddenly shook his head.
"Is a hundred years too short?" Kong Xuan's fingertips danced with a five-color light.
"Not so," Yang Jian suddenly laughed, "Kun Peng said that for a hundred years, do you dare to believe it? Maybe he will directly hit the Black Spirit Realm in a few days! Moreover, he said he was going to fight in front of Xuandu City, himself. It’s unlikely."
Kong Xuan was stunned, "Why?"
Yang Jian smiled and said: "There are four great killers in the Xuandu City. Kunpeng will not go to Xuandu City to show off his power unless he has a brain. For so many years, he has too late to hide from a few saints."
"Kun Peng doesn't necessarily know about the four saints suppressing the Dao of Heaven."
"You still don't understand the thinking habits of such people," Yang Jian said with a smile, "Shall we make a bet? I bet he will show up soon."
"It's boring," Kong Xuan said, "Say I don't understand what Kunpeng thinks, you can understand?"
"You can understand some," Yang Jian waved his sleeves, the ashes on the ground slowly dissipated, "After all, I have something in common with him."
"what?"
"Take your life."
Kong Xuanqi rolled his eyes and raised his foot to kick Yang Jian, but Yang Jian swiftly avoided it. Two big bosses, who are also considered to have a big face, laughed in the side hall.
The kind that is constantly testing on the edge of the real fire.
...
Yang Jian firmly believes that Kunpeng will show up in the near future. To be on the safe side, Yang Jian and Kong Xuan quietly left the army of Wang Shang and returned to the Black Spirit World.
Yang Jian was betting on Kunpeng's current fashion and didn't know that they had the ‘supernatural power’ to directly control the mind of the Chaos Spirit Race.
Wang Shangguo’s army continues to maintain a superficial
stableness
~EbookFREE.me~ and move towards the direction of Xuandu City, and even Yang Jian will arrange a seemingly fierce battle. If it can lure Kunpeng to show up, then gather your own masters. , Attacked the Kunpeng group.
If Xuandu's master and uncle can be found, this matter will surely have a better chance of winning; it's just that Xuandu doesn't know where to go to sleep, and there is no way to find it.
I can only hope that Yu Xuandu will be alarmed by the battle and come to help.
After Yang Jian returned to the Black Spirit Realm, the Black Spirit Realm was slowly ‘advancing’ towards the Xuandu City. Uncountable number of figures were on the edge of the Black Spirit Realm, arranged according to the Witch Clan’s large array, turning mana into thrust.
Kong Xuan didn’t know where he was going. Yang Jian walked around Xuandu City alone and found that the other three spirit worlds were similar, but the "fairy islands" were moving faster than the "mainland" of the black spirit world. a lot of.
Within fifty days, the four spirit worlds will gather in one place and become the real black spirit kingdom.
Yang Jian rushed back to Xuandu City and sent his incarnation to the Black Spirit World to respond; in Xuandu City, 1,800 children of the Witch Clan were seizing every opportunity to practice, adding a bit of solemnity and anger to Xuandu City.
The witch and the witch are pressing Da Ang on the ground, and together with several great witches, they are studying the "Spirit Core Transplantation Method" in the Xuantu, figuring out how to stuff the core in Da Ang.
Yang Jian was happy to see this scene. He still had to do this work. Before, he wanted to save trouble and let the Wu clan seniors operate the sword. It was too simple.
After all, the witch ghost was thinking about it...it was really scary.