Chapter 853: The battle begins, with 1 enemy 7!

Beginning with Hongmeng's true spiritual energy, attaining the path of becoming immortal to happiness.
Asking Da Luo about the ups and downs of longevity, John's holy realm can be remembered.
The monks have practiced the path for countless years, and step by step, from the small ones, they have achieved the great supernatural powers of longevity, Dara, and quasi-sages, and they can escape the world and eliminate disasters.
But now, the scene in front of them not only impacted the cultivators' Taoism, but also made them doubt themselves.
The army of cultivators that appeared out of thin air, the dead who died from the dead are returning again, the main force of this army is actually the Taoist Jinxian!
"Arrangement!"
A cold cry came from the depths of the nether stream.
The strongest?
Countless monks were eagerly waiting, the vast divine consciousness looked towards the nether stream, but they saw thirteen figures slowly rising like a scorching sun.
This breath is actually the thirteen great saints!
Just these sixteen people are enough to make Honghuang fall into a great danger, and Donghuang Taiyi is the sixth person to the left, obviously not the strongest person among them.
The person in the middle was the one who had appeared in the prehistoric land, and with the strength of the two people, they drew the battle between Tianyan Daozi and Sanqing, and made the other saints dare not move to support Yang Jian's two sages.
This old man and an old woman were still smiling, as if they were kind, but only a few saints had experienced the two powerful methods of Hongmeng. Their strength was unpredictable, and they could not reach the bottom last time.
The person who gave the order was a delicate-faced scribe on the right side of Venerable Water and Fire. He looked like he was only in his early twenties, but such a character was naturally a monster who didn't know how many Yuanhui would survive.
Venerable Aoki, good at commanding troops, good at scheming, and although his skills are just ordinary sages, he is an extremely difficult person today.
Then I listened to the voice of Venerable Aoki turning between heaven and earth...
"The Tao has five constants, constant constant, constant change, constant rounds, constant chaos, constant birth and death. Today I will lay out a great array of the five constants and celestial senses. If you can break through the formation, I will count as losing this trick. , Is there anyone who can discuss the Tao with me?"
The latter half of the sentence is obviously mocking.
This Venerable Aoki shouted a few times, and the countless army of the strongest quickly arranged a large formation based on hundreds of people. In a battle formation, it seemed that there were dozens of small formations, both offensive and defensive, without flaws.
There were five more flags in the hands of Venerable Aoki, and the light shining above the flags turned into a multicolored light curtain covering the army of the strongest.
The army of the strongest, which seemed to swallow Luzhou in Beiju, suddenly changed. A famous monk was covered by a five-color light, based on a battle formation composed of hundreds of people. Communicate.
As soon as the move, there are also tens of millions of monks connected together, so that they can comply with the orders and prohibit the offensive and defensive, and have more miraculous effects such as balanced cultivation, pooling combat power, and condensing magical powers...
This kind of method is not to say that ordinary monks have never seen it before. Even the few "old people" who have lived from the Taisu time to the present day are extremely dignified at this time.
This battle was destined to be boundlessly difficult at the beginning.
The primordial monks naturally have an advantage in numbers, but the starting point of the immortal soldiers is the primordial beginning from the fairyland. The overall combat power of the army here can no longer be compared with the strongest.
The saints have probably calculated this matter long ago, so that they will deploy so many reinforcements outside the sky, and stranded countless cultivators in the nearest great world around the wilderness...
This is bound to be a battle with heavy casualties.
Before the war began, countless monks were covered with a haze.
Venerable Aoki is in charge of the entire army, and Yang Jian's gaze naturally falls on Venerable Aoki.
What he thought was quite simple-later, he attacked and killed Venerable Aoki with all his strength, but his eyes fell on the group of saints around Venerable Aoki, and he knew that it was a bit difficult.
What is even more difficult is that the strongest person who doesn't seem to intend to show up at the beginning, this person is like a sharp sword hanging over the head of the Primordial Monk. As long as the opponent does not show up, the Primordial Monk will have difficulty breathing.
Meditation.
Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes, as if comprehending the practice, sitting quietly at the forefront of the prehistoric camp.
The armies of the strongest began to advance slowly, and behind these armies of the strongest, under the feet of the thirteen suspended saints, there were a large number of figures, a little messy flying out of the nether stream.
Although messy, its deterrence is unparalleled.
Great Luojing!
Take Daluo as the soldier, the quasi-sage as the general, and the saint as the commander.
Such a battle formation, if placed in the prosperous Taisu realm, would be a disaster that can destroy Xiaobantaisu. What's more, now that the Taoist Qianhong has been secretly damaged, I don’t know how much vitality, and its own structure is better than Taisu. The predecessor of the low-end?
Many monks couldn't help but have such questions in their hearts--
Even if they fight their lives, how long can they stop the army of the strongest?
Even if their physical and mental skills are destroyed, can they really defeat such a powerful enemy?
At this time, Donghuang Taiyi's words came to the hearts of the monks again...
What is life, what is death, and what is reality...
"stop."
A calm cry spread across the heavens and the earth, causing the cultivators who were a little panicked to watch it subconsciously.
It was Yang Jian, who had left the wooden chair he was sitting on at some unknown time, and his figure appeared thousands of miles away, one shot at a time, blocking the huge wall of people.
At this time, Yang Jian's breath was fully opened, a golden light pierced through the world, and the snow-white armor was also plated with a layer of golden.
With a stop, the Xeon army stopped immediately.
The threat brought by this voice seems to have exceeded the deterrence that the Saint Realm can have; but Yang Jian does have the ability to destroy the army of the strongest by himself at this time-naturally, this is because the strong opponent does not Intervene and give him enough time.
"Yang Jian?"
The burly man on the other side of the two statues of water and fire condensed his eyes, and his body was full of the muscles of Wolong. An extremely thick and solid Taoist rhyme spread, as if he was going to fight Yang Jian.
The five-shaped road is gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. This must be the earthly priest.
Yang Jian didn't even look at this person, but said: "Where is the ninth strongest? Fight with me."
"Want to fight against my master?" The Tu Zun suddenly stood up, presumably in the other party's arrangement, he wanted the Tu Zun to fight with Yang Jian.
However, Jin Zun, one of the Five Elements Venerables, was already defeated by Yang Jian before Yang Jian was sanctified. After the other party paid a heavy price, he would definitely not look down upon Yang Jian so much.
Sure enough, Lord Tu took a step forward, and six saints followed.
Seven Avenue Saints!
This is really something that really values ​​Yang Jian.
But Yang Jian frowned.
At this time in the war, you must win the battle against the soldiers and the generals. The masters of all levels must catch and fight against each other. If they can gain an advantage, they will quickly expand into the result of the battle.
The higher the level, the greater the impact on the battle; basically, as long as the Primordial Saint loses, the Primordial World will no longer have the power to backhand.
At this time, there are only two Dao sages, Tianyan Daozi and Yuding Zhenren. The Sanqing Master God is capable, but its strength is barely comparable to the three Dao sages. Although the ability to attract is good, it can only delay a strong enemy. However, it is not easy for Houtu Niangniang and Nuwa Niangniang to team up to defeat a saint on the Dadao.
And the other party has quite a tricky two.
Obviously, the opponent used seven great saints to fight Yang Jian, and wanted to trap or kill Yang Jian, and the remaining combat power was suppressed in the face of the predecessors.
This is the most troublesome place for all the primordial saints-there are really too few saints.
Moreover, Yang Jian can directly see the situation in the Netherworld. Niangniang Houtu and Empress Nuwa have gone to guard the Netherworld. At this time, there is also a large army in the Netherworld, and the leader is a sage with an unstable realm. , But that's also the saint of Dao...
Now, I can only choose to believe in the abilities of the saints...
Yang Jian took a breath, and he had a plan in his heart. The divine light surged in his eyes, and the golden light of his whole body covered the endless starlight that appeared in his profound body.
Xiao Zhou Tian's star battle!
Cover the sea!
Eight or nine profound arts!
Nine evil spirit core!
Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged spear was in his grip, and suddenly a spear shadow shot straight ahead, as if the prehistoric Northland was about to be split in half under Yang Jian's spear.
He also had a powerful calculation, and directly hit the enemy's battle formation with all his strength. It seemed that he was attacking the earth veteran, but in fact he wanted to directly break through the opponent's five permanent formation.
However, these strong men are not fools.
Why don't the two saints directly slaughter the existence under each other's holy realm? In fact, one is because the saints are restraining each other, and the other is that the saints also pay attention to their face and identity, and if they have enemies that are worthy of themselves, they will disdain to take action under the sage.
However, Yang Jian didn't care about it, and tried to overturn these troops with a shot.
But his wishful thinking is loud enough, and the opponent is not an ordinary opponent.
The figure of Venerable Tu appeared out of the army for a moment, clenched his fists with both hands and raised his head with a roar ~EbookFREE.me~ The beard flew up, but a statue of a snake and mysterious turtle appeared above his head.
Xuanwu true body!
The secret method of the basalt real body of the saint realm!
In the blink of an eye, this Xuanwu was so huge that it could cover the sky and the sun, and it could stand in front of the peerless gun shadow that Yang Jian swung. The two immediately crossed and collided.
At that moment, the light and dark of the sky and the earth were uncertain, and a wave of violent shocks impacted from the Xuanwu tortoise shell in all directions, the entire sky was pierced, a deep trench appeared in the North Sea, and the endless ice sheet was covered with cracks. trace……
The Xeon's army flickered on the outside, with the least impact, and the formation was just a little riot.
On the other hand, the prehistoric camp, although far away from the place where the two magical powers collided, each of the immortal soldiers looked pale, apparently shocked.
This is the main reason why the saint should try to avoid fighting in the prehistoric times.
The shadow of the mysterious turtle disappeared, and the Venerable Tu's complexion turned red, as if forcibly swallowing blood, and then looked at Yang Jian with cold eyes.
"You are strong, but you still don't have the capital to provoke your master."
"is it?"
Yang Jian shook his spear casually, and in the next moment, the figure was entrained with golden light, and he charged forward brazenly.
How could Lord Tu be willing to let Yang Jian rush into the army? Even if he knew that he was lost, there were six helpers behind him, and he was naturally confident to fight Yang Jian.
At this time, the six Dao Sages joined forces to display their supernatural powers, and at the moment when Yang Jian collided with Venerable Tu, the two of them went dark directly.
Move the universe!
At the same time, a fierce impact came from the Chaos Sea in the north of the North Sea, and the six saints did not dare to delay, and hurriedly rushed to provide support.
For fear of slowing down, Lord Tu was beheaded by Yang Jian with two shots.
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