Chapter 863: Rush to aid the black spirits, break the mysterious capital!

Seeing Yunxiao suddenly appearing as a saint at the pinnacle, Xu Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his eyes narrowed.
What does a perfect road mean?
For the sage monk, that is the insights accumulated over countless years, and the Tao fruit cultivated by countless hard work, can rely on this to truly escape the world, and the Tao is between.
But for the Xeon...
This is the avenue that can be plundered to strengthen oneself, and even make one's own strength leap again!
In the face of Yunxiao who suddenly appeared, the ninth strongest seemed not to care much about whether the prehistoric battle situation would be affected by this, but showed a somewhat indifferent emotion towards Yunxiao...
greedy.
This is like an unowned saint magical instrument, innate treasure, and a quasi-sage who urgently needs treasure protection.
Yunxiao at this time was the biggest goal for the ninth strongest Xumo.
The strongest shot was extremely decisive. He didn't pretend to attack. He left Yang Jian and flew towards the sky. Two circling and staggered avenues appeared around him, condensed into a pagoda and a treasure, and the light penetrated the chaotic sea.
"Your opponent is me!"
Yang Jian's figure did not slow down at all. He stopped the ninth strongest halfway, swept the three-pointed two-bladed spear away from the pagoda, flew backwards with a shock, and directly knocked out the impulse. .
However, a scene that made Yang Jian a little shocked was staged before his eyes.
First, a white shadow drew across him, and then in the smashed void, a cloud of mist appeared out of thin air, directly enveloping the figures of the three of them.
"Be careful!"
Yang Jian couldn't help but reminded, but Yun Xiao's figure faced Xu Mo in the mist.
With a slender palm, she shuddered Xu Mo's Dao body, but Xu Mo frowned and looked around, as if she could not find a trace of the clouds in the mist.
Yun Xiao's figure floated, standing in front of Yang Jian, his eyes slightly complicated.
"Uncle, you..."
"Let's go," Yun Xiao said softly, "I am not an opponent of the strongest, but this humanitarian injury has not healed, and the great powers cannot be used. I can trap him."
Xu Mo's voice suddenly came from behind Yun Xiao, "Honghuang really is not only the reincarnation of the ancient sage! Your road, this seat is disrespectful."
Before the words fell, a thin sword slashed towards Yunxiao's neck, and Yang Jian was too late to rescue.
However, Yun Xiao only smiled slightly, and what the thin sword pierced was only a cloud of mist.
Without waiting for Yunxiao to urge again, Yang Jian stared at Xu Mo's somewhat confused face with cold eyes, and then turned and rushed out of the cloud-filled place.
The universe around him was still blocked by the Dao Yun of the Xeon. Yang Jian could only choose a random place and flew for a while. When he rushed into the chaotic atmosphere that was constantly churning, his figure disappeared in a flash.
But soon, Yang Jian found that he couldn't directly control the road to the place where the Black Spirit Kingdom was.
The other party was not completely unprepared. Those more than a dozen saints obviously used their supernatural powers to shatter the universe around the Black Spirit Nation, causing Yang Jian to show up halfway and fly towards the Black Spirit Nation.
Even so far away, the Taoist rhyme of the Xeon can still be faintly felt.
Yang Jian's heart was already a little confused, and he was inexplicably a little irritable. He was thinking of those names in his heart, wishing to shoot through the entire Chaos Sea and open a road.
At the same time, a prehistoric battle.
Suddenly there was a long roar from the horizon, and I saw a young Taoist leader wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe carrying a sword, and there was also a picture of Taiji condensed by water and fire under his feet.
This guy flew to the North Sea, and then shouted: "Shameless little thief! Actually attacked my predecessor when I was asleep in the poor road!"
After saying this, throw the long sword, hold both hands high, and the two qi of Yin and Yang between the hands...
The fairy sword of emotion is just a display.
"Big Brother is here!"
"The Great Master Xuandu is here!"
"It's the Taoist Xuandu! Look! He actually took over a Dao Sage!"
The morale of the primordial camp was also slightly shaken, and the Great Master of Xuandu controlled the yin and yang, and directly relied on his own magical powers to set up a great array of yin and yang, and would work with other sages to besiege the Eastern Emperor of Taiji Tu. Flew out with one blow.
Youdao was extremely jealous when the enemy met. Donghuang Taiyi and Xuantu had a battle when the human race was robbed. At that time, the human sage of Xuantu won the ancient demon court.
"Xuan Du, don't come here unharmed," Dong Huangtai asked coldly.
Xuan Du smiled and said, "It's much stronger than your unjust soul, at least I haven't died yet."
"Oh, today you will also go with the destruction of the great wilderness!" Donghuang Taiyi said no more, the eight groups of flames around him were burning, the golden crows screamed, and the real fire of the sky was blasted to Xuandu.
Xuantu didn't panic, directly propped up the Taiji Tu to resist, and it seemed to be effortless.
The two of them started a ‘war’ on the horizon, and it was you who came and went, and I will be on stage after you sing.
In other places, the sage-level fighting methods are all in a flash, and they can't blink their eyes; but in this place, although the Eastern Emperor Taiyi attacked strongly, but the offensive was all controlled by the Taiji map of Xuandu withstand.
Forcibly became a general turn-based fighting method.
Seeing this scene in the distance with a few quasi-sages fiercely fighting, he could only shake his head and sigh without saying much.
Dabao Taoist couldn't help but laugh and curse a few words, saying that Xuan Du had begun to be lazy again, and went to work without any effort.
It's just a few saints who didn't look at the Great Master Xuandu from the beginning to the end, and the Great Master Xuandu was able to forcibly accept a sage from the other side at the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, and he has already made a lot of contribution to the great camp .
Of course, this is only on the surface.
Apart from fighting, Xuan Du always looked away from the sky, frowning, chuckling, and shaking his head.
The one who felt the most awkward at this time was that Donghuang Taiyi.
At this time, the Eastern Emperor's gaze was a little bit of doubt, and he gradually unfolded all his magical powers back then, carefully understanding what.
Why, I obviously feel that more than half of my mana can break through the magical powers of Xuandu, but when I increase a bit more power, the opponent is still shaky and not falling?
Gradually, Donghuang Taiyi also seemed to understand something, seeing Xuandu's gaze a little more alert.
He remembered the previous battle in the astrolabe, which was also the case at that time. The real Jade Ding and a sage of the Dao Dao tepidly fought against each other. Then, when the time was right, the real Jade Ding suddenly broke out and was ruined. Venerable Huo.
The current situation of Xuandu really made Donghuang Taiyi have to be vigilant, even with the beginning to reserve more strength to deal with the ‘burst’ that might occur at any time by the Great Master Xuandu.
Gradually, the fighting method here began to become ‘stale’ and boring.
"Why don't you dare to fight?" Xuandu glanced at Donghuang Taiyi with a smile, but the latter snorted coldly, and the offensive became more conservative.
Xuan Du could only slightly twitch the corners of his mouth a few times and continue to make a defensive posture.
After all, he dragged a avenue saint.
This is the saint of Dao...
"Although it is a fake."
...
Chaos Sea, the place where the Black Spirit Kingdom was originally located.
After a million li, Yang Jian felt the violent Daoyun collision from the front, and his figure flew even more eagerly.
Even in the posture of a saint, if he didn't control the avenue to directly perform the escape method, it would take a moment for Yang Jian to rush back to the Black Spirit Kingdom.
But in the original Black Spirit Nation, there is no existence that can fight against the saints. In order to protect the prehistoric, most of the strong have been transferred to the prehistoric world.
Although there are many soldiers in the Black Spirit State, in front of Xu Mo's old ministry, it is completely paperless.
this is……
An extremely huge dark gully appeared in front of Yang Jian, and at the end of the gully, there was a world shattered into hundreds of fragments.
In this gully, the rhyme of the Dao Dao of more than a dozen saints remains, the universe is gone, the Dao is broken...
Yang Jian's hands and feet were cold, and he almost saw that more than a dozen saints combined their forces to directly crush the Black Spirit Kingdom!
mother……
Feng Wu... Laner...
Yang Jian opened his mouth, his round eyes quickly turned red, but he was suddenly alert.
It is also chaos when he is concerned, he can clearly feel the aftermath of the collision of the saints' Taoist rhymes, the fighting is still going on, maybe they still have a glimmer of life.
There is no need to check the situation on the hundreds of fragments, and the creatures are extinct.
It was a combined blow from more than a dozen saints, and even Yang Jian's golden body would suffer a certain degree of shock, let alone the creatures there.
Yang Jian's figure rushed toward the land of fighting law, and when he flew out of the gully, he opened his eyes directly and saw the situation ahead.
It's Xuandu City!
There are millions of troops fighting outside the city of Xuandu, no, it should be said that the remnants of the Black Spirit Kingdom are being'annihilated'.
The place of fighting is in the inner city of Xuandu City, and it is the place Yang Jian is most familiar with!
The entrance to the tomb of the saint!
In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian had already rushed into the city of Xuandu, his gaze passed extremely quickly, he saw a broken puppet on the road, saw the remains of the two quasi-sacred puppets, and also saw...
A group of people who are besieged by more than a dozen saints at the tomb of the saints!
Dozens of ‘Old Master Mo’ figures stood in a certain formation, and the vigorous mana continued to circulate, abruptly holding up a battle.
Looking at this situation, it is not difficult to infer that a group of people had escaped from the Black Spirit Kingdom into the Xuandu City, was rescued by Old Master Mo, and went to the tomb of the saint. But just before entering the tomb of the saint, this group of people was overtaken by a dozen saints here~EbookFREE.me~ Old Master Mo had no choice but to recruit a large array of puppets and barely resist...
Fortunately, Yang Jian arrived here in time.
More than a dozen saints around were teaming up to attack this big battle, but they couldn't take it for a while.
And these more than a dozen saints seem to be a little jealous, they are very measured, and seem to be afraid of accidentally hurting someone in the big formation.
Yang Jian didn't have time to look more, and he rushed down with a long roar, the spear in his hand burst into brilliance!
Two overlapping forces! Directly lock the nearest avenue saint!
"dead!"
"Humph!"
A cold snort came from the side, and another breath that made Yang Jian had to look sideways swept aside, and the two gods slashed towards Yang Jian very quickly.
There is also a master who does not lose the soil and the six great saints!