Chapter 685: Stone monkey will come out

At the time, the primordial monk among the Four Spirit Realms and the chasing army, Yang Jian opened one eye and closed another, leaving those who wanted to go, and leaving those who were left.
　　 Anyway, these prehistoric monks scattered in the Chaos Sea are more harmless than the number of spirit races.
　　 But this time, Yang Jian wanted to leave behind all these primordial monks, and everything he could keep; this was not because he suddenly wanted to understand, he really felt that masters were hard to find, and the enemy was too strong.
　　 Waited for a while at the top of the mountain. Hundreds of figures broke through the air, but the second elder personally led people to ‘escort’ these good monks who were in the bones world.
　　 "Second Lord," the second elder Enemy Wu respectfully saluted Yang Jian, making the monks from the predecessors stare.
　　 The second elder of the Remnant Bone Realm, not to mention the cultivation base, but also the stable ‘second in command’ of the Remnant Bone Realm. How can he respect this youth who doesn’t seem very reliable?
　　 The previous
shuffle
of the Remnant Bone Realm led by no enemy, was regarded by the Primordial Bone Realm as the change of rights in the Remnant Bone Realm after the Great Elder's accident, and did not take it to heart.
　　 But before these prehistoric creatures had time to react, the Remnant Bone World became quiet overnight, and they were also driven to a corner one by one, and were besieged by ‘heavy soldiers’.
　　 It would be better if you didn't resist in the process. If you hold your own cultivation base and fight against these chaotic spirit races who suddenly turn your face and don't recognize your old feelings, you will surely attract hundreds of spirit race masters to suppress it.
　　 Fortunately, these spirit races did not kill them, but sealed up all their cultivation bases. By this time, no cultivators had died in vain.
　　At this time, these people were brought here and saw the culprit responsible for all this. They found that the second elder Diwu and other Chaos Spirit Races were also a monk who was also a monk, and there was a sense of absurdity in their hearts.
　　 "Environmentally, let's go ahead," Yang Jian waved his hand, and the second elder retired. When he left, he glanced at these prehistoric monks, seeming to warn them not to make trouble.
　　 This has made many monks who have passed the Multi-yuan Society here even more puzzled.
　　 Enemy Wu is not so respectful to his teacher, the old master of the Remnant Bone Realm...
　　 "Everyone," Yang Jian arched his hands, "Tao Sect Yang Jian, he was ordered to integrate the Chaos Sea Spirit Clan forces. He had been offended before."
　　 A pale-haired human race old man walked up to the first two steps, and was glared at by the spiritual master beside Yang Jian, had to laugh, and stopped.
　　 The old man said to Yang Jian and said: "It turned out to be a Taoist master, but I don't know how the friends did it, so these spirit races were so loyal to the Taoists overnight."
　　 "It's not enough to deal with outsiders at this time," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I don't want them to hurt you, and I want to discuss things with you."
　　 There is a big man urn said: "If we want us to be loyal to you like them, it's a coincidence that it is a coincidence in the Remnant Bone Realm, and here is just a guest, not a dog raised by the Remnant."
　　 Someone pulled the big guy on the side, but the latter still raised his head, his expression a little arrogant.
　　 Yang Jian chuckled, and raised his hand to this big man from afar, and the ban on his body was suddenly broken.
Yang Jian's smile still hung on his face, and his tone of voice continued gently: "If I want to embarrass you, naturally I won't leave you here and now. The road goes to the sky, and if you want to leave, I will calm down the mountains. Leave at will afterwards. If you want to stay, you can still be the same as before, and there will be no changes."
　　 The big man recovered his supernatural powers, but the arrogance on his face turned into a little suspicion. The man shouted: "In that case, you let my brother go, and we will leave the bones world."
　　 "I just said that, your Excellency must wait here for me to subdue the forces of these hundred mountains before letting you go."
　　 Yang Jian originally wanted to make people stand up, but at this time, he deliberately spoke to the man, and said to the man: "Naturally, if you are strong enough and can beat me back by half, I can also let you go immediately."
　　 Take a step back?
If it were to'defeat me', this would sound smoother; this'half a step back' is really too underestimated, especially since the cultivation of the big man is not too advanced for the quasi-sacred realm, but He is also a quasi-sacred realm master.
　　 How else can I be a guest of honor in the world of residual bones.
　　 The man said nothing, pushed a few people away in front of him coldly, and stood in front of Yang Jian, only a few feet away.
　　 Yang Jian was dressed in a robe, his face was like a crown of feathers, and his eyes were extremely sharp, but at this time he was relaxed and comfortable.
　　 "A fellow Daoist looks at me too much, Li Mou can't afford it! Are Daoist disciples so arrogant?"
　　 "It's useless to say more, you will know after a try."
　　 "Okay!" This reckless man laughed up to the sky, his aura was vigorous, and cyan flames swayed around him, decorating him like a demon king.
　　 Although the spiritual master behind Yang Jian looked a little nervous, he was completely unable to defy Yang Jian's order, and could only glared there.
　　 "Look at the palm!"
　　The brawny man wrapped in flame roared and slapped his palm upright, gathering his own insights about Taoism. The burst and mania of the way of flame are vividly in this palm!
　　 It's a pity that this brawny man still had a bit of profound meaning in his heart, he didn't use magical powers, didn't take spiritual treasures, just used his power to force him.
　　 Yang Jian slapped a palm with his hand, and the picture of the fireworks suddenly solidified, a touch of black and yellow flowed, and the vigorous flame was instantly extinguished, and the avenue of fire that ran through here was directly shaken by Yang Jian with a palm.
　　 The brawny man was struck by lightning, his body trembling lightly, and he vomited blood after enduring for a while, looking at Yang Jian with a little astonishment.
　　 Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, not to mention taking a half step back, and the corners of his clothes have not been moved.
　　 "Tao friendly cultivation," the brawny man bowed his head and said, his face was pale, but he still said to Yang Jian, turned and walked back to the crowd, and stopped talking.
　　 Yang Jian really liked the temperament of this man. Although he was a little mad and arrogant, he would not say anything for a momentary loss.
　　 "Can you tell me the Daoyoudao number?"
　　 "There is no dao name, I learned from my father, Li Xun."
　　 Yang Jian nodded, and just asked casually, without much thought.
　　An old woman sighed: "The Dao Sect is really extraordinary. The old man dare not fight against the Dao friends today. I just want to ask, why does the Dao Sect suddenly attack the Spirit Race?"
　　 "In order to deal with the catastrophe," Yang Jian said, "You are in the Remnant Bone Realm, have you ever been to the secret realm of the Remnant Bone Realm?"
　　 "Naturally," all the monks nodded.
　　 Yang Jian smiled bitterly: "Those situations in the secret realm may reappear in the future. If I say this, you may understand?"
　　 At the moment, the mountain is full of cold breath, and many monks began to quarrel, argue and talk, Yang Jian just stood there quietly, waiting for them to calm down.
　　 "Is it serious?"
　　 "I waited for a catastrophe to leave the Chaos Sea, but I never thought that I would still not be able to escape this catastrophe."
　　 "If there is such a catastrophe, it is a hundred times more than that of the dragon and phoenix lich!"
　　 "This is the catastrophe of the dead..."
　　 "Everyone, please listen to what Daoist Yang Jian said!" The old woman yelled, and hundreds of monks gradually recovered their minds, all watching Yang Jian.
"Actually, I have nothing to say," Yang Jian said calmly, "I don't want to be difficult for you. Although these spirit races are under my control, I will return them free after the catastrophe... If you can."
　　 Someone shouted: "How did the Sanqing Saints say?"
"Masters of the saints are consolidating the way of heaven and preparing for the battle," Yang Jian thought for a while, and did not say anything about Beihai. "The saints predict that there will be a war soon, and I will take orders to subdue the Chaos Spirit Race, too. Time is tight."
　　 "Can we help?"
　　 "Under the cover of the nest, there are no eggs? I would like to help fellow daoists!"
　　 "How can I help fellow daoists?"
　　 Most of these hundreds of people have the intention of returning. Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief. He thought it would be good to be able to persuade a third of them, but such a result was beyond his expectation.
　　 Yang Jian made a speech to everyone, slowly saying what he had previously thought.
　　 These monks don't need to do other things. Yang Jian spends some words today to let them speak to more primordial monks in the future.
　　 Later, the primordial monks were sent here, they only need to bring these newly arrived monks into the secret realm of residual bones, take a look at the tragic conditions, and repeat what Yang Jian just said.
　　All the monks agreed, and they also took the initiative to invite their friends to come here.
　　 This persuade surrender brigade, in the Remnant Bone Realm, was officially launched.
　　……
　　 Yang Jian arranged three days in the Remnant Bone Realm, and then set off for the nearby mountains.
　　 Thousands of forces are entrenched in these hundreds of mountains, and they are quite scattered. Yang Jian plans to preserve the fighting power of the spirit race here to the greatest extent, so he cannot launch a conquest.
　　 Start with the larger forces first, and then'spread' towards those small and medium forces, striving to conquer this land of hundreds of mountains in the shortest time.
　　 But the shortest time, it really takes years.
　　 Yang Jian could not devote all his energy to this matter. He also had to understand the Xuanhuang Immortal Body, and sometimes suddenly came to realize that after sitting in the mountains for decades, the progress of Baishan's conquest was slower.
　　During this period, the Black Spirit nation attacked Wang Shangguo with all its troops. Under the premise that Chu Qi and Kong Xuan ‘emptied’ Wang Shangguo in advance, all the ministers and masters of the kingdom, they were barely bloody.
　　 Then, using the land of Wang Shangguo as a springboard, the Hei Lingguo raised its troops in a big way, UU reading www.uukanshu. com launched an expedition towards the surrounding forces.
　　 In just a hundred years, the corner of the Sea of ​​Chaos is in flames.
But on every battlefield, the most casualties are those of ordinary Chaos Spirit Race. The masters above the Great Luo Realm are not damaged much, and they usually disappear for no reason. They are escorted back to the Black Spirit Kingdom, and they will soon become the Black Spirit Kingdom. The fresh blood of the army.
　　 The forces are rapidly expanding, and the forces that control the Black Spirit Country are only four women who rarely show up.
　　 Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan are inside and outside, and they cooperate more and more tacitly; Kong Xuan and Chu Qi are running around, and there are more and more spiritual masters controlled by them, which faintly makes Ao Xinke a little uneasy.
　　 Ao Xinke is not worried about Chu Qi, since Chu Qi has been beheaded since Kunpeng, every time he mentions Yang Jian, he regards Yang Jian as a subject, and is loyal to him.
　　 But Kong Xuan...
　　 Ao Xinke repaired the book with Yang Jian, and Yang Jian just laughed it off after reading it, and didn't say much.
　　 As the years flow, watch the situation change.
　　The tentacles of the Black Spirit Nation's army spread to Baishan's sphere of influence, and Baishan was completely in Yang Jian's hands at this time, and the Black Spirit Nation army immediately turned around and drove to other
Spirit world.
　　 Baishan is busy building large formations everywhere, and Yang Jian wants to build Baishan into an iron bucket-like fortress.
　　 At this time, looking back, Yang Jian found that he had been stationed in Baishan for hundreds of years, and his profound arts had to advance, but the number of spiritual masters calling his second master was increasing, so that it was a little uncountable.
　　It's been a long time, but some variables have emerged in the predicament.
　　 Before Yang Jian's mind returned to the wilderness, he made some calculations, and it seemed that the stone monkey on the east coast was about to be born.