Chapter 710: The eagle is different, the demon rises

‘Being a teacher and you need to be one person...’
There is something wrong with this. If Yuding has figured out the future, why is there such a ‘choice’?
Yang Jian had to assume how such a situation would happen. What is the reason why he and Master must die?
Flying out of Yuquan Mountain, Yang Jian felt a little puzzled the more he thought about it, and the joy of obtaining the practice of fellow practitioners was mostly diluted.
Fortunately, lying on the cloud, constantly thinking about the words of the real man of Yuding, one after another doubts appeared in his heart, and the original calm Dao heart also had many ripples.
"Perhaps I have thought about it a lot. Master didn't mean to say that, but just said that the road ahead is dangerous, and everyone may fall in the war."
Yang Jian murmured, although he felt that this explanation was too far-fetched, but he also forced himself to believe that this was a correct solution.
The road ahead is full of thorns.
Yang Jian has never slackened since he became a god. He has come all the way to today, but looking forward, there is still a cloud of clouds, and there is no chance of sunlight.
"Sanctified..."
Raising his hand to look at his palm, Yang Jian was a little surprised.
He sometimes wondered why he would pass through the prehistoric and become Yang Jian; perhaps he was here to face those powerful enemies and the strongest person who could destroy the prehistoric countless times.
Great Dao, Heavenly Way, Way of Practice, Way of All Souls...
Tao.
Breathing out, Yang Jian closed his eyes, feeling the hidden chains between heaven and earth, as if he was in a strange and fascinating ocean.
Slowly drifting with the confusion in his heart, until there is no self and no space, and slowly returning to oneself, this process is like a sleep, after waking up, it is already above the Guanjiangkou.
"Wow! Wow!"
The snarling dog ran wildly in the mountains, rushed to Yang Jian's body and began to show Huan'er, obviously also felt that the body was much stronger than the incarnation.
"Introduce a little friend to you," Yang Jian grabbed the little eagle from the black tortoise belt, deliberately grabbed the little eagle, and pointed to the snarling dog and instructed, "You are the Lord's bird, this is the Lord's dog, you In the future, you can take pictures of each other and don’t hurt it. Do you understand?"
Kitty's sharp bird eyes looked at the Snarling Skyhound, and made two reluctant calls.
The snarling dog is quite honest, barking and barking constantly, apparently quite happy that he has a playmate.
Then, Yang Jian let go of the little eagle, and the little eagle spreads its wings and flies beside the snarling dog.
"You two go and exchange feelings," Yang Jian commanded, and dropped his hand back to Guanjiang Estuary.
"Wow!"
The Roaring Sky Dog gave a gentle cry to the Lingying, and then drooped his tongue to look at Xiaoying, like a loyal ‘senior’, he obeyed Yang Jian’s order and wanted to communicate with Xiaoying.
However, Xiaoying glanced at Yang Jian, who had fallen into the clouds, and a shining light flashed in the eagle eyes...
In the garrison area of ​​Guanjiangkou, a group of witch children are absorbing earth energy to practice. Zhang Boshi and Yao Gonglin, who stayed here all the year round, greeted them.
Uncle Zhang hesitated and said with a smile: "Second Lord, if you have something to do, you can just get a jade talisman. Why do you have to take a trip yourself? It's not easy to come back. Be with your mistress."
"I'm going to leave now, come to charge the avatar with some profound energy!"
When Yang Jian glared at Uncle Zhang, the latter scratched his head and laughed, suddenly wondering where he had offended the second master.
In fact, Yang Jian blamed Meishan's six friends for not telling him about the Netherworld in time for one or two hundred years; if he stares at the other five friends, I am afraid they will make them think more, but the thick lines of Uncle Zhang are the most suitable for fire.
Turning to leave, Zhang Boshi suddenly felt a little at a loss, and looked at Yao Gonglin for help.
Yao Gonglin didn't say much, but said: "Quickly follow up, the second master is not angry with you."
"I didn't do anything."
"Knowing that you didn't do anything," Yao Gonglin sighed, "If we had done something earlier, the underworld would not have caused such a big trouble before."
Zhang Boshi spread his hands, still stunned.
Yang Jian found his avatar, and when he saw an avatar dressed differently from his own, it felt a little strange.
When the mind is in the body, the avatar is completely unable to think, and can only act according to the last ‘instruction’.
When Yang Jian's mind is placed on these two incarnations, Yang Jian's ontology still retains a part of consciousness, able to think, and to make simple responses to the environment around the ontology.
Covering the profound energy and profound gang of this incarnation, Yang Jian walked around the garrison at will.
The 1,200 children of the Witch race here have actually been ‘eliminated’; but they are still practicing unremittingly, lest they miss more than half of their chances.
Perhaps, the hardship that the Witch tribe has suffered in those long years has thoroughly sharpened the mood of these Witch tribe children.
Secretly cast some profound energy into the veins, which can help these witch race children improve their cultivation base, and perhaps there are some great talents who are late-born.
"Second Lord."
"Second Lord..."
The children of the Witch tribe who are now in the shape of Yang Jian will all respectfully greet, and Yang Jian will respond with a gentle smile.
At dusk again, Yang Jian rode up on the clouds again, and screamed into the mountains and forests, a white shadow galloping into the sky, naturally it was a roaring dog.
However, Yang Jian suddenly felt a little dumbfounded when he saw the appearance of the Roaring Sky Dog at this time.
Lingying stood tall on the forehead of the Roaring Sky Dog, as if proclaiming who was Yang Jian’s backyard spirit pet’s seat; the white hair on the Roaring Sky Dog’s body was a little scorched, and when he saw Yang Jian, his legs became soft. He almost knelt to Yang Jian.
I don't know how this Lingying did it, so he tidied the Roaring Sky Dog silently.
"You two," Yang Jian sternly wanted to reprimand him; the little eagle flew to Yang Jian's shoulders with his wings flapping, his little head rubbed against Yang Jian's neck with all kindness, and Yang Jian didn't know what to say when he wanted to get angry.
The snarling dog just wanted to get close to Yang Jian, and another sharp gaze floated from Yang Jian's left shoulder position, causing the big white dog who had established a terrifying reputation in the battle of the gods to tremble and follow Yang Jian weirdly. Beside him, he dared not get close to his master within half a foot.
For this guy, Yang Jian patted Lingying's head, walked over and stroked the head of the snarling dog, and returned to Meishan with the snarling dog.
Letting the snarling dog protect Zixia and roam outside, it is tantamount to engraving the four characters "Yang Jian's Disciple" on Zixia's delicate and soft face.
Moreover, the snarling dog's strength is not weak, although it cannot be measured by the realm of the Yuanshen Dao, this big dog has a good mouth, and it is easy to bite the Lingbao.
"Going out to experience, the focus is on training and tempering the mind," Yang Jian specifically instructed Zixia, "When you go out and walk, remember to be less nosy, watch more, and get more understanding. As a last resort, you should avoid putting yourself in danger. In."
"Yes, disciple remember!"
Zixia honestly agreed, and immediately kept looking at the Roaring Sky Dog and the Lingying on Yang Jian's shoulders.
"Master, how should I call the snarling dog?"
Yang Jian thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Just call Master Uncle."
"Uh...well," Zixia moved forward in a regular manner, calling Uncle Sentence to the Snarling Dog, who lowered her head and grunted twice, obviously in return.
Lingying was a little dissatisfied when he saw this, his neck shrank, and he looked sulking.
Zixia smiled and said, "Should I call Master Uncle as well?"
"Scream, they are all spirit beasts who follow the teacher, and they are considered the same generation as the teacher."
"Hello, little uncle," Zixia yelled sweetly, and the little Lingying immediately became energetic, with a beak, spit out a colorful streamer stone, and sent it to Zixia.
Yang Jian was taken aback when he saw this.
I felt carefully that the five elements, yin and yang, seven distinct innate auras were surging above this stone, and formed a certain innate formation.
This battle...
It can withstand the offensive, can cover the breath, and has the function of gathering and gathering spirits, and can more harmonize the five elements of yin and yang, and has the miraculous effect of suppressing serious injuries.
Staring at Lingying, the latter looked as if it had nothing to do with him, looking at the sky and clouds there.
The spirit eagle is actually of unknown origin. It was hatched from a spirit pill that Yang Jian obtained from the tomb of the Taishi saint; the spirit egg cherished by the saints of the Taishi era can never be a simple thing.
In the future, there will be opportunities to question this guy.
"Use this stone to make a pendant, and wear it with you," Yang Jian said with a smile, and Zixia dared to take it over, playing with it happily.
It doesn't dislike Lingying's saliva.
After urging Zixia with a few words, Yang Jian went to Houshan to bid farewell to his mother; the road ahead was long, and he had taken this opportunity of ‘healing’ to have been idle for several months in Meishan, and he was about to return to Chaos Sea.
Yao Ji's words to Yang Jian and Yang Jian's words to Zixia are almost the same; they are all to let them take care of themselves and don't take risks.
Saying goodbye to Bai Ze, looking at the quiet and quiet Mei Kongmei in the mountains, Yang Jian left the Meishan formation.
He deliberately released his aura, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he would leave again, strode forward, out of the void, into the Chaos Sea, set up Mo Suo, and galloped towards the city of Xuandu.
In the nether blood sea, in the chaos that started again, Chu Qi raised his head and glanced at the direction where Yang Jian had left. He could still catch Yang Jian's back through the heavy universe.
"This guy threw me here."
With a cold snort, Chu Qi suddenly changed his previous style of just watching the battle, carrying two short knives and rushing into the battle formation of the Asura crowd. Under the gaze of a group of bald war witches, he swept most of the enemy formation in a blink of an eye.
"Kill you, it depends on what I do!"
With a cold call~EbookFREE.me~ The war spirits of the Witch race who were not afraid of the sky also trembled. The twelve commanders were busy mobilizing around, and one thousand eight hundred witches slayed the enemy bravely, but the Asuras were already defeated.
Where the world is elusive, there are five figures sitting cross-legged among the clouds.
At this time, Sanqing and Jiying no longer need to worry about the incompleteness of the Heavenly Dao, which is considered to be a complete'leisure and leisurely.' .
The five of them were all closing their eyes to rest their minds. The moment Yang Jian left Honghuang, he opened his eyes at the same time, and they looked at the same place.
That's where Yang Jian left.
"It is really jealous to have a disciple like Yang Jian in the Dao Sect," Xiu Yin sighed lightly, his eyes somewhat complicated.
Laozi and Daozi Tianyan slowly closed their eyes and meditated again, but Yuanshi Tianzun could only reluctantly answer a few words.
But soon, there was no sound in the misty clouds again, and the five saints returned to their original state, silent.
At the same time, in the Wa Palace.
The saint's empress is lying on the soft couch. Such a saint's posture is by no means comparable to other female fairies. It's a pity that no one has the chance to see it, and no one dares to imagine it.
In front of her was a cloud mirror, and in the cloud mirror was the situation on the top of Huaguo Mountain, and the stubborn stone stood quietly.
"This Yang Jian is full of problems."
With a light sigh, the jade hand shook slightly, the cloud mirror receded, and the voice of the saint's empress commanding the little fairy was a bit lazy.
"Go and get the demon banner."
"Yes, Niang," the little fairy quickly agreed, and hurried away with small steps.
Not long after, a wave of demon energy that had been dormant for a long time swept across the borders of Wubuzhou, and after the initial movement of the Great Tribulation of the Conferred God, it once again converged towards the Wa Palace.
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