Chapter 927: On the edge of Jidao, Jizo is hit hard!

? Burning blood, burning soul, the improvement that can be obtained is too limited.
Yang Jian left everything behind and wanted to fight desperately, even if he could end up with this strongest man.
There is at least some dignity in that way, and there is no need to wait for the eternal kingdom of God to recover and crush the prehistoric state into residue.
Yang Jian didn't think he could leave behind from Dubi in his previous life. If he hadn't cultivated the Eight-Nine Profound Art to return to the Hungry Realm, perhaps he didn't even know that he was Dubi.
He just happened to come from the soul of the earth, a man who has already had a deep affection for Honghuang, just trying to protect everything he has...
Just an ordinary lonely wild ghost.
The world is so difficult, and there is not much time left to cultivate, but the opponents are more tyrannical than one, and that line of life seems to be getting farther and farther.
At the moment when he burned his soul, Yang Jian had already given up on himself.
He can't hold it anymore...
Since the fall from the wild to the present, the pressure on his shoulders has made him often unable to move, and his heart has been constantly twitching on the edge of distortion.
Fight to the death, and then get free.
When he pounced on the little monk in white clothes, Yang Jian had such thoughts from the bottom of his heart, and then he was full of perseverance and regrets, but in the end he was swallowed up by that anger, and only his next offensive was left. Xeon!
Stack force!
Open the sky!
Yang Jian turned into a ray of blood, splitting the huge golden Buddha statue, tearing the palms of the palms that had only been photographed, and hitting the white clothes with a stern cold snort on the face of the little white monk. In front of the little monk!
Three thousand gods and demons!
Zhentian Jedi!
Devour the world, suppress the past and the present!
The three-pointed two-bladed gun couldn't even stand the power that Yang Jian madly injected into it, shaking and trembling!
Blood and golden glow poured out from all over the land. The world that had been pierced at this time just became a way to vent the aftermath of these battles.
In Central China, the war has basically come to an end. Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Monkey King, Zixia, Jinzha, Muzha... a group of more than 30 people will immediately rush to the underworld for support.
But they had just assembled, a section of the 10,000-mile-long mountains and rivers on the south side of Central China suddenly collapsed, and the sky was fluttering with rocks. They saw a wolf-faced leopard with dozens of long-tailed beasts thrown out among the rocks. And underneath it, a gray blue Kunpeng closely followed, smashing continuously!
"Kunpeng!"
"It's Kunpeng!"
"That fierce beast... it is holding Empress Nuwa!"
After a few soft calls, Nezha and the others were about to rush forward to rescue them, but suddenly they felt two breathtaking breaths gushing from the ground.
The golden light was shining but swaying constantly, the little monk in white who was sitting cross-legged on the six-way reincarnation disk flew up at high speed. Although the rhyme and breath were tyrannical that Nezha had never experienced before, at this moment, he actually seemed to be in a panic. Fleeing in general.
A smear of blood rushed over very quickly, and if the little monk in white clothes was used as a reference, it would be extremely fast to be able to see the blood.
There is no way to hide!
One shot came, one shot forward, one shot swept, and the second shot almost overlapped the previous shot, which means that the move is about to break through the limitations of the Universe Wheel.
Behind them, Qiankun collapsed all the way;
Between them, countless small chains of Taoism collapsed...
It wasn't just that one of the shots penetrated the barrier that the little white-robed monk tried to support, and then the continuous offensive hit the little white-robed monk, sending him far away.
And that light stopped for a moment, one hand grabbed the six reincarnation discs where the little white-clothed monk was sitting, pulled it abruptly, took it back abruptly, and threw it back into the underworld.
It was also such a delay. The little monk in white clothes appeared above the nine heavens. His white clothes were stained with blood stains, and the blood on the corners of his mouth was wiped dry.
"Damn it, really it, how come I met a lunatic like you!"
Yang Jian couldn't be delayed, his life was burning now!
The undefeated Golden Body Jue, the Eight-Nine Profound Art, the sea-covering great formation, the universe in the body, at this time he has been forced to the extreme!
However, the Eight-Nine Profound Art suddenly heard an incomparably mysterious Taoist rhyme, and a flower in front of Yang Jian saw a scene between the electric light and flint that made his mind extremely shaken.
He saw it, saw the mystery of the eight or nine profound arts breakthrough!
Because he saw the final battle of Tai Su, the battle between Pan Shen and Xu Mo in the heyday, which was the final axe...
‘Take it, my way, my body, my god, my soul, my spirit, take it all. ’
‘Maybe I will not be able to set foot in the realm of the strongest in this life, but today, I will do my best to smash your avenue and protect me too! ’
‘Xu Mo! ’
The giant burning with boundless blood opened his eyes, while the figure opposite him turned his head and ran away.
'cut! ’
That was the nine open-sky styles that Yang Jian was familiar with, the nine styles were in one, and they poured all of their own into the axe. The Pan God who cleaved the axe had nothing at that moment.
Do everything...
Do everything...
He doesn't leave any future for himself, and he doesn't leave the fuel for Nirvana at all.
Yang Jian suddenly raised his head, the divine light surging in the vertical eyes of his forehead, and his eyes were filled with golden and blood mixed light.
Boom!
There seemed to be a heartbeat from the sky and the earth, and suddenly there were a few phantom shadows around Yang Jian, but these phantom shadows quickly overlapped with Yang Jian.
The corner of the white-robed monk's mouth twitched slightly, but at this moment, he suddenly disappeared, avoiding Yang Jian's sharpness.
"Pan Shen can hurt Xu Mo, I can kill you!"
Stomped the ground abruptly, the wild land shook continuously, and the mountains and rivers fell apart.
Yang Jian grabbed the front with his left hand, the void shattered, and the stars turned into powder. Thousands of worlds seemed to be in this palm, and the entire Chaos Sea was almost to be overturned by this palm.
Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to remember something, and shouted on the cloud: "Don't Yang Jian!"
But a drop of blood was already coming out of Yang Jian's body, and the blood trembled gently, as if he wanted to return to Yang Jian's body, but he could not find the way back.
A golden arrogance spurted from Yang Jian's nose, and he grabbed it with his left hand, and pulled it back, causing a white shadow to fall from the air.
"How come!" The little monk in white had a deep shock in his eyes, but these shocks turned into fear in the next instant!
That shot!
It was like the divine arrow that Hou Yi shot at the Golden Crow, and it seemed to gather the roars of the dead creatures in the endless years!
But it was like a plain shot, not at all fancy, just a light stabbing penetrated the chest of the little monk in white clothes, smashing a jade dish behind the opponent, breaking a jade tree from it, and finally Stopped in front of a quaint jade bowl...
Yang Jian was covered in blood, his eyes faded, and it seemed that he was about to fall.
But he released his spear, clenched his iron fist, and smashed his head at the little monk who was about to say something...
It seemed to be just a punch, but when it fell, it was already a thousand punches...
"dead!"
The word squeezed out of the teeth, the fist slowly fell again...
The world was silent, everyone was watching this scene quietly, and many powerful Dao Xin, who had already withered, trembled to make their eyes red.
A purple brilliance shone, and a hand appeared out of nowhere, resting on Yang Jian's shoulder.
"Too desperate, kid."
A small tree appeared behind the purple-haired man, and the moment that tree appeared, the world seemed to be full of vitality, full of vitality.
A branch of the little tree was pressed down, and a drop of crystal clear water fell on Yang Jian's head. The weakening aura on his body immediately stabilized, and then slowly rose.
With a light sigh, the purple-haired man threw the figure he had been holding in his hand to the side of the white-robed monk on the ground, a finger was placed on Yang Jian's forehead, his eyes closed, his lips moved gently, as if he was saying something in a low voice.
Yang Jian was already in a semi-conscious state at this time, opened his eyes dazedly and looked at the man in front of him...
"Master..."
"Leave the green hills without worrying about no firewood. I will help you temporarily suppress your Eighty-Nine Profound Art. You will break through when you wake up. Remember what I said to you, today is not the end, you still have The unfinished things need to be done."
Yang Jian replied in a daze, changing his body and lying down.
The purple-haired man waved his hand gently, and Yang Jian's figure was sent to Nezha and Great Sage Qitian, and he was hugged by Nezha.
"Master!"
Zixia cried out and ran over to take out ammunition in her sleeve, but Yang Jian had completely passed out, unable to swallow her mouth.
"Three eyes..." Monkey King sighed in a low voice, "I didn't expect that in the end, you would still be the most stupid."
"What are you talking nonsense? You say it again?" Zixia raised her head and stared at Monkey King, gritted her teeth and cursed: "Master has devoted all his energy to you, spreading your profound arts, helping you cultivate so far, and saving you several times, you have to say something like you insult!"
"Okay, Zixia, take care of the elder brother first, hurry, go find the sage master!"
Nezha and Zixia, as well as a few Taoist disciples around them, rushed to the cloud with Yang Jian, and Sanqing had already greeted them.
Outside the sky, the Kunpeng phantom who was fighting against the truth-listening beast hurriedly returned, and the Nuwa on his back was intact, but there were scars everywhere on the phantom's body.
Kunpeng's virtual shadow turned into a real Jade Ding, and appeared next to Yang Jian with Nuwa, eagerly checking Yang Jian's injuries.
when--
The golden cudgel fell on the ground, and Monkey King looked up at the cloud, took a half step back subconsciously, grabbed the Taoist standing aside, and asked in a low voice, "What she said is true? What she said is true! "
The man suddenly sighed slightly.
"Shan," Zhenyuan Daxian who was meditating on the side opened his eyes and whispered softly, "Brother, it is useless to hide things from you now."
"In this world, the one who is most proficient in the Eight or Nine Profound Techniques is the True Lord Erlang. In fact, he taught you your skills."
"It's just that Erlang the true gentleman does not want you to stay in his shadow~EbookFREE.me~ After passing your fairy law, he concealed his identity from you and spurred you on the side."
Monkey King clenched his fists.
Zhenyuan Daxian Road:
"Before you were born, you were calculated by Buddhism. The true monarch is afraid that you, a person who should be robbed, will be ruined by Buddhism, and you will play several games with Buddhism.
"When you were born, the true prince of Erlang appeared directly to protect you..."
"enough!"
Monkey King gave a low cry, and the golden cudgel flew back into his hand by itself.
Suddenly turned around, the monkey's eyes burst into flames, staring at the two Xeons lying there and the purple-haired man who suddenly appeared, rushing forward, somersaulting clouds, and rushing fiercely at the little white monk who was half dead and seriously injured. go with.
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