Chapter 892: Return from the truce, try the sword

What happened just now? It seems to be Nezha's voice...
Although he was distracted for a while and was suppressed and beaten by Xu Mo for several rounds, Yang Jian's Golden Body Avenue and the support of eight or nine profound arts were not too embarrassed. He quickly regrouped and regained the balance.
Then he continued to fight, and it was another fierce battle with Xumo.
Yang Jian didn't dare to be distracted to think about these things. Nezha should have been in the trial land for less than a hundred years, and maybe he was still struggling in the first 20 levels. There were several saints guarding him, so he didn't need to worry too much.
Perhaps it was because his soul was stunned by the magical power of the emptiness, and he was a little hallucinated.
Outside the family, Yang Jian eliminated all the distracting thoughts in his heart and devoted himself to the fighting method.
Naturally, he wanted to win, but at this time he really had nothing to do with vain. The latter's injury hadn't healed and he couldn't really hurt him. In fact, both sides were a bit difficult to get off.
But going on like this is always beneficial to Yang Jian.
At least it is more meaningful than doing nothing and waiting for the recovery of the imaginary injury.
Since the war with Xumo this time, Yang Jian hasn't gained nothing at all. At least he has dealt with Xumo's many methods, and has some understanding of the realm of the strongest.
The strongest person who can control two avenues at the same time is far from the comparison of the two avenue saints.
It is like that there are many quasi-sages whose mana is not weaker than the existence of saints, but they have no backhand when facing saints-this is the realm gap, and the strongest is a great realm above the great saints.
It also seems that this is the final state at the end of monasticism.
The emptiness that controls the two avenues is so difficult to deal with. What is the terrible state of the eternal kingdom of God who has mastered the nine avenues?
And how strong is Dubi who defeated the Lord of the Eternal Kingdom and destroyed the Eternal Kingdom of God by himself? Is it also the strongest who has mastered the nine avenues, and then nine of them return to one?
Yang Jian would think about this in his leisure time. For him, the road ahead is long, but the time is extremely urgent.
Yang Jian really didn't know if he could kill Xumo in the future, would another stronger Xeon jump out...
After a fierce battle with Xu Mo for half a month, the two still struggled to distinguish the outcome.
Overhauling the fighting method, if the game meets opponents, there will be many people who have fought for thousands of years; therefore, Yang Jian and Xu Mo fought for more than a month, which is actually not too long.
Although Yang Jian was able to perceive the state of Yunmeng Avenue through the sea of ​​Dao Zezhi, he still worried about the safety of Yunxiao and deliberately guided the movement of the two men's fighting skills. After more than a month of fierce fighting, he gradually turned back to the prehistoric land.
Sure enough, Yang Jian's worries were not unnecessary, and he came back at the right time.
Even though Yun Xiao spent a long time in the magical powers of the Great Master Xuandu, after returning from the dream, he immediately became a saint, and his path was completed.
But Yunxiao's mana accumulation has always been somewhat different from his current realm.
After fighting for a long time, and trapping dozens of Dadao saints of the same realm, Yun Xiao's own mana has been unable to make ends meet, and gradually becomes somewhat unable to support it.
But she didn't say anything, and she didn't show any signs of failure at all, and she still seemed comfortable.
At this point, the two of them should also think about how to get out.
Now that they arrived, the two of them naturally figured out various ways of retreat; Yang Jian first ran the Golden Body Avenue, with long screams in his mouth, and got in touch with Uncle Yunxiao through his own avenue.
Yun Xiao immediately began to act, and the sudden increase in Yunmeng Avenue made Venerable Tu and the others unprepared, and their figure was trapped in layers of clouds.
It doesn't need to be too long, as long as they completely trap them for a moment, Yunxiao will take the opportunity to display his supernatural powers, turning into a ray of white light, and disappearing to the horizon in a blink of an eye.
Suddenly, Xu Mo turned to look in the direction Yunxiao was walking away from, sticking out his left hand, and leaving Yunxiao directly after tens of thousands of miles.
But Yang Jian rushed towards him, and the Xuebai sharp spear unceremoniously slammed into Xu Mo's raised arm, abruptly shaking away the magical power that Xu Mo wanted to use.
Xu Mo suddenly became a little annoyed, turned around to stare at Yang Jian, and attacked Yang Jian's golden body.
"Humph!"
With a sneer, Yang Jian's figure suddenly split into three, and at the same time he threw himself at Xu Mo.
Xu Mo was very human in the end, waving his sleeves, a pair of fleshy palms easily smashed the three figures, and his feet changed shape, appearing thousands of miles away out of thin air, and slapped a palm to the front.
In the void that should have been empty, Yang Jian's figure appeared, and he slapped Xu Mo, but his way was blocked.
Xu Mo said indifferently: "Since it's here and it won't be with me, why bother to leave?"
Yang Jian frowned slightly, but saw the light flickering at the edge of the place where they were fighting, and dozens of figures gathered together. The earth, the water, the green wood, and the Gorefiend Wujing each took a few people to occupy one side, and cut off Yang Jian. The escape route.
"Oh?" Yang Jian said with a smile, "It seems that I was careless today."
"You and that Yunxiao will always leave one person behind," Xu Mo's eyes were murderous, and the pagoda appeared behind him.
He had already determined to kill Yang Jian here, even if it would aggravate his injuries.
Yang Jian frowned slightly, as if he was quite jealous, but he still rushed towards Xu Mo with the snow white sharp spear.
Xu Mo immediately urged his avenue, and the sculpture that had been dim behind the pagoda seemed to come alive...It was a pitch-black python, roaring angrily at Yang Jian.
The pagoda shook slightly, and a gleam of light would bloom from it;
Yang Jian came with a gun, his eyes full of fighting spirit!
However, Xu Mo stopped his hand suddenly, and the supernatural power that was about to be condensed immediately dissipated, just stretched out a finger and lightly tapped at Yang Jian's phantom.
A ray of sword light flew past, and it was easy to penetrate'Yang Jian'.
The figure of this'Yang Jian' collapsed quickly, and finally turned into three drops of blood that had lost its luster, suspended in the void, and burned on its own in front of Xu Mo and Xu Mo Yigan's subordinates.
"Asshole!"
Xu Mo shouted angrily and flicked his sleeves, "Go back to the famine and retreat! When this seat recovers from his injuries, I will kill all the younger generations in one fell swoop!"
"Here."
The sages of the Great Avenue did not dare to breathe, they could only bow their heads in response.
...
"what a pity."
Above Nanfangbuzhou, beside Empress Yunxiao who was meditating with her eyes closed, a small insect flew out of Yunxiao's long hair and turned into Yang Jian's figure.
Watching the direction of the prehistoric, Yang Jian showed regret.
Only a little bit, I used the avatar of Three Thousand Daohua and Dripping Blood to deceive Xu Mo, and he clearly showed no flaws...
If it can aggravate the injury of the imaginary, it is really a surprise; but unfortunately, it still failed to deceive this strong man.
But in a blink of an eye, Yun Xiao stood up and said, "If there is nothing wrong, I will go back to restore the mana, and I will be able to recover in a month or so."
"Then let's go find them in a month later," Yang Jian said to Yun Xiao, and the two decided to continue to harass Xu Mo, and Yun Xiao returned to his hiding place outside the city of Xuandu.
On the Caolukang in Ring Universe, Xuandu didn't know when he had already returned to this place, lying there slumbering, it seemed that it was no different from when Yun Xiao left.
But if Yunxiao is careful enough, he can still find clues left by a certain saint's remnant...
After Yunxiao left, Yang Jian's spiritual consciousness swept across Nanfang Buzhou, and he was slightly relieved to see everything as usual.
I feel a little tired, this is caused by the excessive consumption of mind, not because of injury.
Remembering that he seemed to have heard Nezha's shout during the battle, Yang Jian rushed to see Tianyan Daozi.
Since the battle with Xumo, it has been calculated since he left, that nearly two hundred years should have passed in the Chaos Clock, and it is unknown how many people are still breaking through the barriers, and how many people have been sent out.
Nezha, no one of them can pass the first 30 levels.
With a slight movement in his mind, Yang Jian had already appeared outside the sage's courtyard, pushing the door and entering.
There were only Lao Tzu and the lead in the courtyard. Yang Jian went forward to bow to Lao Tzu, and briefly talked about the two imaginary avenues he had seen and the wounds of the imaginary avenue.
This is all relatively important information, and Yang Jian can't analyze it. Maybe the sage of Taiqing can find the flaw in the void.
After finishing this, Yang Jian asked, "Where is Daoist Tianyan? How about the place to test the sword?"
Laozi smiled and said nothing, a phantom of a portal appeared in the corner of the small courtyard, Tianyan Daozi came from within, raised his hand, and the chaotic clock revealed its trace and fell in his hand.
Daozi Tianyan smiled and said: "This place to test the sword is really good, the first batch of disciples who entered is extraordinary, you have to go in and have a look. Several fellow daoists also set up those test sites in it."
"Naturally it is necessary," Yang Jian took the initiative to greet him, "How many people are leaving?"
"Only six people were sent out, their qualifications are limited, and it is no longer possible to make a breakthrough with this," Tian Yan Daozi said before Yang Jian had walked in front of him.
The Chaos Clock shook slightly and absorbed Yang Jian in.
"I didn't listen to me, I was still impatient," Tian Yan Daozi curled his lips, then smiled and walked to sit next to Laozi, as if he was in a good mood.
In fact, it is not only Daozi Tianyan who is in a good mood, but the sages are all in a good mood at this time. Since the shadow of the strongest is over the prehistoric, a few sages rarely have so many smiles.
Yang Jian's consciousness swept across the place where he tried the sword, and he was also slightly startled.
Yuanshen Taoist monks generally need to go through the Dao Foundation, Ming Dao, Establishing the Dao, and Enlightenment. Dao Foundation is before becoming immortal. Ming Dao is the way to realize oneself. If you can understand Dao, you are already in the realm of Da Luo.
The quasi-sacred realm focuses on the word quasi, which is the transition from the great Luo realm to the sage realm. If the Dao can be formed on the basis of Ming Dao~EbookFREE.me~ in its own Dao body or soul, This is the establishment of the Tao, and the key to the quasi-sacred realm cultivation.
Sanctification is to let the road that one is born on, ‘unfold’ between the heavens and the earth, so that oneself will be immortal on this road.
Yang Jian repaired the physical body, which was somewhat different from the process of Yuanshen Dao cultivation, but the principles were the same. All of them needed to establish their own Dao before attempting to attack the Saint Realm.
Yang Jian clearly remembered how many quasi-sages who had already established the Dao in the first batch that he personally sent to the place to test the sword, but at this time, here, there were seven or eight new roads!
There were three or four people buried in the Quasi-Holy Realm from Da Luo, touching the edge of Li Dao!
And the most conspicuous new ways are nothing more than two of them...
Thunder?
lotus?
this is!
Yang Jian was suddenly very happy, laughed a few times, and flew straight towards the place where the mirage dragon was.