Chapter 662: Xuanhuang body early

A little bit not very real.
Yang Jian dragged his spear and walked forward slowly with a dark face, but he blocked most of the chaotic creatures attacking Xuandu City.
And the large number of Chaos Spirit Races that were hit by Kunpeng's huge body, the degree of injury was also different, and there was a wall of people that could not be seen.
Yang Jian didn't care about these guys, and many people fleeed in embarrassment with their badly injured bodies, but most of the creatures lost their lives instantly when they were hit by Kunpeng...
This change came so fast that it really makes people unable to react. Who would have thought that the power of a single body would be enough to knock down a Kunpeng in the Black Spirit Nation, suddenly becoming so involuntary?
The original intention was to besiege the demon division formation, single-handedly defeated Kunpeng.
At this time, the emotion in Yang Jian's heart receded like a tide, and he also began to feel a little confused, constantly looking at himself inwardly.
This is... Xuanhuang true body?
No, this shouldn't just be the Xuanhuang true body. In addition to the eight or nine profound arts, Yang Jian also gained the great benefits left by the strong man in the'previous life'.
The strong imprint left by the strong in the tangible realm, forcibly tempered Yang Jian's Xuan Huang body again, and refined a realm that was somewhat unexplainable with eight or nine profound arts.
Yang Jian could clearly feel that the Xuanhuang Body was just getting started, and there was still a lot of room for improvement, and the physical body could take a big step forward.
Yang Jian did not understand the specific improvement, but felt that his strength had increased dozens of times than before the breakthrough, and his control over himself had increased dozens of times...
Slowly clenched a fist, and at this time it really felt like holding the world in his palm.
Previously, Yang Jian's realm and combat power had completely mismatched; now that Gui Hongjing recruited the gifts left by his predecessors, Yang Jian's combat power was stubbornly cut.
But not enough...
As long as Yang Jian thinks about the situation where he is slowly falling down on the corpse mountain, after the fall, he will use the corpse and the spirit cloud to kill him for a while, and his heart is inexplicable.
Is there one percent of his current self?
Whether that era was Taishi or Taichu, Yang Jian didn't know or remember, after all, "Taishi" and "Taichu" were just titles left behind when people looked at "History" from the perspective of later generations.
But judging from the volcanic tomb of the saint and the method of the spirit cloud, it should be before Taishi.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian suddenly became disheartened. He didn't start a big killing next, but said indifferently: "Those who descend will not die."
Immediately, many masters received their magical powers, and many took the opportunity to slip away.
But the puppets of Xuandu City did not stop. Puppet Fourteen appeared on the wall, and there was an inexplicable fluctuation. All the puppets avoided the chaotic creatures and prehistoric masters who had stopped, and began to besieged and hunted down those who escaped. Silhouette.
Yang Jian walked in front of Xuandu, Kong Xuan and the Black Spirit Lord were all chasing down the chaotic beasts that fled, and they didn't even bother to come over and meet.
Yang Jian asked, "Is the Four Spirit Realm okay? How long have I been in retreat?"
"It's not long since the retreat, more than two years," Xuan Du looked at Yang Jian's gaze, frowning for a while before exhaling, "Gui Hongjing, what did you see?"
"It's nothing."
Xuandu asked again: "Who were you in your previous life?"
"I don't know," Yang Jian replied very simply, the strong emotions retreated, and with all kinds of fatigue, he slowly sat next to Master Xuandu, looking down at his palm.
Listening to Yang Jian whispering: "How is the Four Spirit Realm? Xin Ke, how about Xiao Lan?"
"They are all fine," the Great Master Xuandu shook his head slightly, "Isn't it the synthesis of the Black Spirit Nation now? Kunpeng once went to the Black Spirit Nation to wreak havoc and swallowed dozens of Chaos Spirit Race masters, but was killed by the two of them. Contained."
Xuan Du slowly explained what happened during Yang Jian's enlightenment.
Kunpeng was indeed as expected by Yang Jian at first, and he really attacked the Black Spirit Kingdom a few months later, with a mighty army of beasts.
But the Hei Ling Nation and the Chao He army suddenly sent the'War Spear' to the outside. Before Kunpeng's real body was revealed, they worked together to kill the army of beasts and killed dozens of'spirit races' with long horns.
But Kunpeng cracked the Chaos Sea in a rage, and directly smashed the continent of the Black Spirit Kingdom.
Kong Xuan, Hei Lingzhu, and Chao He led hundreds of masters to besie Kun Peng, although they could not resist Kun Peng, they barely contained Kun Peng.
After that, Kunpeng suddenly changed direction and attacked Xuandu City without warning, and directly smashed the large formation of Xuandu City into six layers!
The Great Master Xuandu took the fight, but because Kunpeng's mana was too strong, it was another hard fight.
Kunpeng secretly recruited an army of Chaos Spirit Race to attack the Mystic Capital City and the Black Spirit Kingdom.
This is the accumulation of Kunpeng's operation in the Chaos Sea for so long. Kunpeng who has no method of controlling the spiritual core can achieve the point where he can invade the Xuandu City while suppressing the Black Spirit State. It is already quite scary.
Fortunately, the Black Spirit Nation and the Chahe army held fast to the great formation, and Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan were dispatched from behind to firmly hold the Black Spirit Nation.
And the Black Spirit Lord and Kong Xuan ‘harassed’ Kunpeng along the way, together with Xuantu and Kunpeng launched a battle...
Gradually, Kunpeng relied on mana to deplete the Great Master of Xuandu, severely wounding the Great Master of Xuandu; Kong Xuan, who has the five-color light, and the vengeful Black Spirit Lord, can continue to fight Kunpeng.
Naturally, this has something to do with Kunpeng's failure to face Kong Xuan and Xiao Hei, and his desire to break through the Xuandu City formation and rush into the tomb of the saint.
This is what Yang Jian saw when he left customs.
Hearing Xuandu said these words, Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief, his whole body seemed to collapse, from sitting to lying down, his arms covering his eyes.
"What's the matter?" The Great Master Xuandu chuckled lightly beside him, "Invincible is lonely?"
"What is invincible... It's just a little tired inexplicably, maybe it's because of the long-time comprehension."
How could the Great Master Xuandu fail to see that Yang Jian seemed to have been affected by his'predecessor body', but he didn't mention it too much. He smiled and said: "From the shot when you repelled Kunpeng just now, under the saint, you It should be invincible."
"Hmm..." Yang Jian replied and continued to lie there in a daze.
Xuan Du buckled his nose and continued to hold Yuan Shouyi, closing his eyes to heal his injuries, and not caring about Yang Jian.
It's just that I can clearly feel that Xuan Du is very happy at this time, there is a kind of relaxation after getting rid of a lot of pressure.
"Master," Yang Jian suddenly asked, "Did you get the method of controlling the spiritual core from a dream?"
Xuan Du closed his eyes and replied, but was silent and did not explain too much.
Yang Jian didn't ask much, he had already got the answer he wanted.
Before not knowing it, Yang Jian lay there and gradually fell asleep.
In his sleep, the man with disheveled hair and holding the broken blade constantly appeared, watching him move forward with difficulty step by step, watching him slay the four directions with broken blade, and finally ended his everything in the most tragic way.
I don’t know his past and his name.
Until later, the pictures in the dream were all the fuzzy white shadows, and the white shadows gradually became clearer. It seemed to be a fairy in white clothes with fluttering long hair, but the face was blurred.
Compared to who she was before, Yang Jian wanted to know who she was, where she was, what she could do for her at this time, and fill the guilt and apology engraved in his heart.
"Husband..."
A small hand ran across Yang Jian's cheek and gently wiped away the tears in his sleep.
Yang Jian withdrew his arm, and suddenly saw the figure kneeling on the side, a little tenderness appeared in his heart, making his mind calm inexplicably.
"Xin Ke, when did you come?"
While talking, Yang Jian sat up, and ignored the master standing next to him. He directly hugged Ao Xinke's waist and hugged him tightly, feeling the peace and peace of mind she could bring to him.
Ao Xinke put her arms around Yang Jian, resting her chin on Yang Jian's shoulders, and asked softly: "Does your husband have any concerns?"
"No, I just want to hug you," Yang Jian laughed, looking at her face close at hand, rubbing her forehead against her forehead.
The dragon girl blushed, but Yang Jian laughed a lot, finally let go of her and stood up.
The witch and the witch said in unison: "Congratulations to the second master for leaving the customs."
"The two seniors are polite," Yang Jian bowed his hand in return, as if it were no different from before.
On the side, Kong Xuan kept looking at Yang Jian, just about to ask how Yang Jian did it, he was so vigorous; and the Black Spirit Lord preemptively said: "When will you go to hunt down Kunpeng?"
"It's not too late to find his trace first, and then it's not too late to hunt down," Yang Jian Surong said.
Ao Xinke hurriedly said, "I should do this."
The Black Spirit Lord shook his head, and a resolute voice came from behind the ghost mask, saying: "I will look for him, and send you a letter after finding his trace~EbookFREE.me~ OK," Yang Jian nodded and agreed. After coming down, knowing that the Black Spirit Lord couldn't wait for a moment, and didn't have much to say.
Under the ghost mask, the black spirit master looked at Yang Jian with a bit of gratitude. He made a bet on Yang Jian for the first time, turned and flew towards the Chaos Sea, and disappeared very quickly.
Yang Jian can beat Kunpeng at this time, and the Black Spirit Lord does not have to wait any longer, find the trace of Kunpeng, send a letter to Yang Jian, and there will be a chance of retribution.
Kong Xuan muttered, "You fellow, are you really the reincarnation of the saint of Taishi?"
"No," Yang Jian smiled bitterly, "I didn't understand who I was in my previous life, and I'm not going to waste my energy on these things. I am Yang Jian, born in the world, and I studied under Yuquanshan Yuding. These are actually enough."
The Great Master Xuandu shook his sleeves and slowly stood up, "Okay, continue to defend the city, I continue to find a place to heal...Really, I just recovered from a wave of injuries, but this time the injury became more serious. "
"Why don't the masters heal in Xuandu City?"
"I've been in this horrible place for such a long time, and I didn't want to stay here."
Xuan Du patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, "Don't forget to send your master and them a jade talisman, don't worry them."
"Yeah," Yang Jian nodded and agreed, watching Xuan Du slowly leave.
The huge formation that had been broken in Xuandu City began to recover on its own. Yang Jian glanced at the city and wanted to continue the ‘spiritual core transplant’ that had not been completed before.
Ao Xinke and Kong Xuan are rushing to the Black Spirit Kingdom to deal with the aftermath, and witches and witches will preside over the disposal here, and everyone will be busy for a while.
Yang Jian took the initiative to say: "Xiao Lan stay with me."
Xiao Lan, who had been on the edge, blinked, nodded and agreed.
Yang Jian lowered his head and sighed softly. Now, he really does not want to stay alone...