Chapter 950: Mengluo presents the avenue, Xian Kong is caught!

Enduring the pain in his whole body, Yang Jian immediately put Qingqing into his body, and then quickly checked the status of other people.
For the first time he used three overlapping forces, he really didn't expect that the countershock force could be so strong, it had exceeded the limit he could bear too much.
This is also the force he can use to resolve most of the counter shocks in time.
The second overlap force is to double its own strength, and the third overlap force is four times...
Four times the strength far beyond his own shock made Yang Jian really feel a little uncomfortable.
Within the universe, Yunxiao and Yuding's faces were a little pale, and Tianyan Daozi was smiling bitterly while wiping blood from the corners of his mouth, and it was obvious that he suffered serious damage.
Ao Xinke and others have begun to take care of Qing Qing.
The most important thing is how much I hurt that envy.
There is still some kind of fracture in the void ahead, and all of Yang Jian's exploration methods have been disrupted, but this fracture is quickly recovering.
What broke just now should be the most essential Tao and law that constitute the Chaos Sea, but it's a pity that Yang Jian didn't want to experience these.
The ice blue fairy grass is still...
A little disappointment flashed across Yang Jian's eyes, then gritted his teeth and grasped the three-pointed two-edged gun that looked like a layer of ice crystals, and was ready to charge forward again.
Three overlaps at a time are not effective, but as long as the opponent can be injured, there is always the possibility of killing the opponent.
But as soon as Yang Jian's movements started, he paused for a while.
A few horrible holes were left in the blades of the ice blue fairy grass. That was before Xian Kong was transferred to Xian Kong at the same time...
I don’t know where there is a chuckle, the ice blue fairy grass is slowly retracting, and under the fairy grass, the figure who is holding his chest and trying to stand up constantly, is watching with a pair of complicated eyes. Yang Jian.
"Du...cough!"
A mouthful of blood spewed out.
Yang Jian's expression was extremely solemn, knowing that the other party had recognized the origin of his supernatural powers, and continued to rush forward without saying a word.
If you behead these eight strongest people here, your chances will be greater.
But soon, Yang Jian's forward stature stopped again.
Because the situation around Xian Kong was too weird.
At the moment when he exerted three overlapping forces, the fifth Xeon with severed hand already felt that Xian Kong was unable to withstand this desperate blow, and immediately rushed forward to rescue, which was caught by Yang Jian's vision.
But now, the fifth strongest disappeared out of thin air, and the eighth strongest, that is, the little monk in white was also missing.
The whole place of nothingness was filled with a breath that felt familiar and strange.
"Master?"
Yes, it seems to be a dream here!
As soon as Yang Jian's voice fell, a chuckle sounded from the bottom of his heart, and the voice of the Great Master Xuandu came with a somewhat habitual slack.
"It's me, don't say anything, first kill Xian Kong in the dream, so that he feels that he is really dead, so that his heart defense will collapse for a moment. I will take action by the side to help you control his soul in time."
Yang Jian was taken aback, then didn't ask much, his figure shot Xiankong away.
He can only choose to believe in Xuandu, but also has to choose to believe in Xuandu.
Although he still feels that this seems not so simple...
Xian Kong smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth. At this time, he still had the power to fight. Five of the eight avenues were broken, but he did not move half of his fingers.
No matter how hard I struggle, I know I will be defeated by Yang Jian, because this is...
"You are not dead, you are still alive!"
Xian Kong sneered and said, "As you know, you will do more harm to your Highness..."
puff!
The spear passed through Xian Kong's heart without warning, and the domineering force of the two overlapping forces continued to wreak havoc.
Xian Kong laughed bitterly, staggering, drew out the spear with Yang Jian, and slowly fell down...
"After all, I still cannot escape the fate of death in your hands."
So simple?
Yang Jian felt that it was a little too simple, after all, he was the strongest person in the Eight Ways.
But when you think about it, although his own combat power is a bit worse than Xian Kong's, he can sublimate his own combat power by four times the strength in an instant. Xian Kong can't resist it, which is really reasonable.
After all, the great realm is the same, and Xian Kong is still some distance away from the Nine Realms of the Strong, not to mention letting the Nine Realms into one.
It was the identity represented by Yang Jian's supernatural power that really defeated Xian Kong Dao's heart.
Du Bi, the nightmare that left Xian Kong's heart with countless years, made Xian Kong unable to practice peacefully after he was reborn, and Du Bi, who has been torturing his mind for a long time.
The eternal king who killed Xian Kong once worshiped was the ruthless man who destroyed the eternal kingdom.
Xian Kong chose not to struggle anymore, but in fact he was too afraid of Dubi.
Yang Jian didn't say much, his eyes blinked gently, and he quietly escaped from the "dream state".
A purple-haired Meng Luo stood on the side, with three figures lying behind him, the eighth strongest Jizo, the fifth strongest Changhen, and the sixth strongest who had previously appeared in the wilderness with his eldest sister.
The three of them were silent, and there were still smiling or contented or peaceful smiles.
Yang Jian suddenly shuddered.
The strongest being cut down in their dreams...
At this time, Meng Luo put a finger on Xian Kong’s neck, which seemed to be drowsy. Xian Kong’s expression of "relaxation" and "liberation" at this time, as if he had died in Dubi's hands again, and his long-cherished wish was lost. .
Meng Luo said calmly: "Come on, use the technique of controlling the soul that I gave you to him."
Yang Jian frowned slightly, but hesitated.
He had to hesitate, because Meng Luo at this time was indeed a little strange to him.
"What's the matter?" Meng Luo glanced at Yang Jian and smiled casually, "Don't recognize me? Hurry up."
"How did you come?"
Yang Jian let the three-pointed two-bladed spear levitate beside him, and he kept forming seals in his hands.
"The eldest sister took away my real body. She is inseparable from the second strongest at the critical moment of resurrecting her father. But my second brother suddenly calculated that Xian Kong seems to be losing to you. They have nothing to do. , I can only bring my sixth child to come to support."
"So, you are on the side of Honghuang."
"I can't say where to stick," Meng Luo laughed at himself. "If I am in real life, I will naturally stand on the side of the prehistoric, but if it is myself, I don't have a lot of affection for the prehistoric."
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, Jieyin was finished, and he pointed to Xian Kong's forehead.
Meng Luo continued: "I have already arranged the next plan. When you completely control the Xiankong Yuanshun, you will immediately take away my five avenues. I have carefully selected several great avenues for you. ."
Yang Jian frowned suddenly.
"You don't have to worry about me, this is just a dream body, leaving a road is enough to keep it, and it doesn't hurt me."
Meng Luo let go of the shackles on Xian Kong, and a little black light flew out of Xian Kong's forehead, which was pinched by Yang Jian at his fingertips and quickly refined.
Yang Jian sighed, "You have already seen everything."
The dream fell and smiled without saying a word, "Finally, I have waited until this day, and everything has been developing towards what I expected."
"Who is the eldest sister?"
"The only daughter of the Eternal God King, His Royal Highness the Princess of the Eternal God Kingdom," Meng Luo shook his head and sighed softly, "Otherwise, why did she spend so much effort to resurrect the Eternal God King?"
Yang Jian nodded slightly, put the light in his palm into his palm, and said to Xian Kong, "Wake up."
Xian Kong's slender figure trembled slightly, then opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion.
Meng Luo said indifferently: "In order to facilitate your control, I have cleared most of his memory the moment you killed him in your dream, so you can directly order him."
"Why don't the other people subdue the same?" Yang Jian asked rhetorically.
Meng Luo turned his head and glanced at the three corpses behind him, and said calmly: "It's useless, it's appropriate to die. Why, do you still have good intentions for these culprits who continue to destroy the visible world?"
Yang Jian slowly shook his head, sat down cross-legged, his injuries recovered seven or eighty-eight.
"Go to recover from the injury and guard the perimeter," Yang Jian said to Xian Kong.
"Yes," Xian Kong bowed to take his command, then flew aside, standing still and concentrating.
Meng Luo sat in front of him, and a plum blossom appeared behind him. The plum blossom shook slightly, turning into the rhyme of six avenues.
The appearance of these six avenues are pagodas, lotus terraces, and square tripods.
These three ways of suppressing oneself can make oneself indestructible, which can be regarded as strengthening Yang Jian's defense.
There are two avenues called the way of killing and the way of destruction, projected as a long spear and a flag.
As if picking fruits casually, Meng Luo stripped his own avenues one by one.
This process seems simple, but in fact it is extremely complicated. Meng Luo had been prepared before, and at this time he only had to endure great pain to complete the last step.
But Meng Luo always laughed, and the roads were stripped away, surrounding Yang Jian.
Yang Jian did not resist these, and initially refined these avenues one by one.
Meng Luo spoke with a weak voice, and said in a low voice: "I will take you into a dream, so that you can master these five avenues in the shortest time."
"Master..."
Meng Luo waved his hand, but this time it was a bit laborious, leading Yang Jian into a dream that was the same as the surroundings.
In the dream, the long years can be turned into a flash, and the only road left by Mengluo is left for this.
It seems that as long as Yang Jian's strength can be increased and Yang Jian is allowed to end all this, Meng Luo will die here immediately, without resentment.
Yang Jian's heart was a little frustrated, but this was the only result he could accept.
Even if Meng Luo loses five avenues, Meng Luo is still alive at least; if his master and Yun Xiao donate their avenues, it will only be the end of fall.
Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, confining himself one by one, starting from the way of killing.
These five avenues fit him quite well, and the entry is also very fast.
But after Yang Jian took control of the three avenues in a row, something suddenly occurred to him...
"In order to find these five avenues, how many saints did the master kill?"
Meng Luo said calmly: "Over a hundred."
Yang Jian closed his eyes and sighed, but he didn't comment anything, and began to realize the Fourth Avenue.
Finally, Wu Tiao Dadao was initially controlled by Yang Jian, and he stood up.
Although it was only a preliminary control, it was already a real Seven Dao Xeon, but he could not fully exert the power of these five great roads.
Yang Jian clenched his fist slightly, feeling a sense of strength that he had never had before, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
From the bottom of my heart, he was immediately deducing the fourth step of Die Li's supernatural powers that he had realized by himself.
Four overlapping forces, eight times the strength of the ultimate sublimation!
The last battle...
"Uh."
Meng Luo suddenly trembled, and the dreams around him were quickly dissipating. Yang Jian soon saw the bodies of the three strongest men again~EbookFREE.me~ Meng Luo looked down at his chest, where it burst open strangely. A big hole.
And Meng Luo smiled bitterly and sighed: "No matter, it's still in their hands."
"Master?"
"The real body is ruined," Meng Luo waved his hand, "Go, kill all the way, if the Eternal God King really wakes up, you are afraid that you will not be able to withstand the opponent's half of the best moves."
Before the words fell, Meng Luo's figure had begun to disintegrate.
Yang Jian's eyes were a bit unbearable, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch, but he stopped.
Meng Luo chuckled lightly, and the light and rain gradually passed.
"It's really my only regret to not be able to see the next scene with my own eyes..."
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