The Demon King had thrown this bead to take Yang Jian's life. He had used all his strength and was aiming at Yang Jian's forehead.
If Yang Jian was hit by the Heaven-Splitting Bead, even if he didn't die, his brain would be splattered. He would become the second 'Xing Tian', and his vitality would be greatly damaged. Even his Xuan Qi realm would fall.
Yang Jian didn't feel the slightest bit of regret. He was still struggling desperately, wanting to move his vitals away before the Heaven-Splitting Bead hit him …
The Primordial Bead of Chaos could stabilize the universe. It was a Connate Numinous Treasure. Although it wasn't in the eyes of those with great divinity, it could suppress all opponents below Daira Jinxian.
Yang Jian's combat strength was strong, but that was only because of his strong body and mysterious Xuan Qi. The power of his Primordial Spirit was very weak.
He could fight against the Demon King because of the spearless spear in his hand, not because Yang Jian's Xuan Qi realm was comparable to Daira Jinxian's!
Needless to say, Yang Jian's Primordial Spirit couldn't resist the God-Melting Sword and was directly entangled by the red rope …
At this time, Yang Jian was still unwilling to give up. He continued to struggle, but what bloomed in his eyes was not despair, but indignation and anger!
The Heaven-Splitting Bead was in front of his forehead!
Yang Jian suddenly felt that the spearless spear in his hands had disappeared. Beside Yang Jian, a figure was slowly taking shape …
Roar!
A sudden dragon roar sounded. Yang Jian's vision blurred, and the spearless spear appeared strangely in front of Yang Jian. The spear was upright, and there seemed to be a faint outline at the tip of the spear that shouldn't have existed!
It was this faint outline that sent the Heaven-Splitting Bead flying!
Everything that happened in the blink of an eye left Yang Jian dumbfounded. Wang Mo's eyes widened in disbelief.
Yang Jian's attention was attracted by the spearless spear, and he didn't notice the figure that was slowly taking shape beside him. The figure also dissipated in an instant, turning into a cloud of water vapor that was blown away by the wind brought by the spearless spear.
There was no trace left.
Roar —
The spearless spear floated in front of Yang Jian, and suddenly there was another dragon roar. The spear body emitted rays of light, and the black smoke condensed on the spear body seemed to come alive!
A black dragon with only half its body shot into the sky!
Although only the front half of its body was left, it didn't weaken its power at all!
It bared its fangs and brandished its claws, sending the Primordial Chaos Pearl flying!
The black dragon roared and opened its mouth to bite the Heaven Splitting Pearl that had been sent flying by the spear. Then, with a wave of its claw, it sent the Primal Chaos Pearl flying!
Yang Jian staggered and almost fell, but he immediately grabbed the Pointless Spear and transferred a stream of Xuan Qi into it!
With the help of its master, the black dragon became even more arrogant. It danced with the spearless spear with Yang Jian, and the other half of its body pounced at the Demon King. The Deity Fusion Sword was knocked away by the dragon's head, and the blood threads around Yang Jian's Essence Spirit Tree broke one by one.
Yang Jian was like a trapped tiger released from its cage, or a trapped dragon coming out of the sea. He grabbed the spearless spear and waved it forward. The black dragon opened its mouth to swallow the Demon King as well.
The Demon King immediately used his escape technique and fled far away. The other three Sages of Nine Dragons Island hurriedly used their arts to recall their Dharma treasures, afraid that they would be swallowed by the black dragon.
"Yang Jian!"
The Demon King stared at Yang Jian with bloodshot eyes, as if he had gone mad.
Even this couldn't kill him!
Not only did he bully the weak, but he also borrowed all the treasures of his three sworn brothers to freeze the universe and bind his Essence Spirit. Even so, he couldn't kill him!
Was he, Demon King, really old, or had the Untainted Land changed?
"Give me back my disciple's life!"
The Demon King recklessly charged at Yang Jian, his whole body emitting a terrifying aura. However, this aura was somewhat superficial. He must have used some kind of secret technique.
The spearless spear seemed to be too powerful. After the black dragon missed its target, it turned into a ball of black light and attached itself to the spearless spear again.
Yang Jian felt that the spearless spear seemed to have grown a little taller, but the Demon King was coming at him so fast that he didn't have time to feel it carefully.
He had to fight with his life on the line!
The spearless spear brandished and created several spear shadows. Although they were not as majestic as the black dragon's, they were sharper than the black dragon's claws.
This time, the Demon King was truly putting his life on the line. He closed in on Yang Jian without a care for anything else. Despite the numerous wounds on his body, he continued to throw punches and kicks at Yang Jian.
The great Daira Jinxian was actually putting his life on the line in such a desperate way.
The spearless spear in Yang Jian's hand was like a tiger that had grown wings. The strength he could exert against the enemy had increased exponentially!
How many treasures did he have? Just this spear alone was enough for Yang Jian!
The more he fought, the more valiant Yang Jian became. He didn't seem to feel the pain in his back. Since the Demon King was putting his life on the line, he would accompany the Demon King in a frenzy, exchanging a spear for a punch!
As for the Demon King's Heaven-Splitting Pearl, it was nowhere to be found. The Demon King had used several Dharma spells to summon it back, but the Heaven-Splitting Pearl did not respond.
The other three treasures had been taken back by the three brothers, so the Demon King had no other treasures to use. He could only rely on his Dharma spells to fight against Yang Jian's spearless spear.
Fortunately, his cultivation level was high and his immortal body was strong. If it had been any other Daira Jinxian, he might have been killed by Yang Jian's spear.
The Demon King still had the upper hand at this moment.
When the Demon King was covered in blood by the spearless spear, Yang Jian's body was full of holes, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.
If he could kill the Demon King today, the God-Conferment pattern would be broken!
What Yang Jian wanted to do was to completely mess up the God-Conferment Battle that he already knew. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take the initiative at all!
Every step of the God-Conferment Battle was actually a chain of events, with one person leading the other out!
"Brother, he …" Yang Xiaochan said with a trembling voice, "What if the other three people attack together? What should we do?"
Although there was some worry in Chu Qian's eyes, she still comforted Yang Xiaochan. "Don't worry. These are immortals from the Jie School. They can't be so shameless. It's fine if they bully the weak, but they definitely won't dare to swarm them together. Otherwise, they might attract the wrath of the Saint of Chanism. "
Yang Xiaochan bit her lip and nodded slowly, but her heart was in a daze.
Ao Xinke didn't say anything. She stared at the battlefield without saying a word. Her body seemed to have moved, but it also seemed like she hadn't moved at all. However, there was a kind of ethereal immortal aura that no one could see through.
On the other side, the Demon King's three sworn brothers also rushed over and watched the battle between the Demon King and Yang Jian.
"Big Brother! Things might change if we delay! "
"Big Brother! We'll attack! How can we activate our Primordial Spirits! "
"Don't come over!" the Demon King shouted. "Yang Jian killed my disciple. This hatred is absolutely irreconcilable! Today, I have lost all my standing and reputation, and I have no more face to speak of. My three brothers, just watch and see! I have to take him down! "
Yang Jian leaned on the pointless spear and smiled coldly as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He wrapped himself in the Xuanqi and snorted. "Shameless boasting!"
The Demon King took a deep breath and his body swelled up. The wounds all over his body suddenly flashed with immortal light and the blood turned into blood arrows that shot towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian dealt with it easily. He dodged left and right and blocked all the blood arrows with his spear. Then, he used the Universal Spear Sweep and shot dozens of spear shadows at the Demon King …
The two of them exchanged blows and fought again. It was hard to tell how many days and nights they were going to fight!
At this moment, three clear whistles came from the northwest!
The whistles were mixed with heavenly might and a kind of suppressed anger!
They were three Daoists. They wore long crowns and Daoist robes. Their eyes were like lightning as they looked at Yang Jian's situation.
The Demon King shouted, "My three brothers!"
"Big Brother, don't worry! We'll stop these three people for you! "
Li Xingba replied. Three of the Nine Dragons Island's Four Saints took out their treasures and went against the three Daira from Chanism. They intercepted them from a hundred miles away. Both sides didn't speak much and immediately engaged in a great battle!
Yang Jian forced the Demon King back with his spear and took three steps back. He shouted joyfully, "Are you the senior apprentice-uncle of my Chanism?"
A vigorous shout came from the northwest, "Junior apprentice-nephew Yang Jian, hold on for a little longer! I'll come and help you now! "
Yang Jian laughed and shouted, "Don't worry, senior apprentice-uncle. I'll fight against this Demon King for a few hundred more rounds!" As he finished, he pounced forward again and entangled the Demon King.
At this moment, the Demon King already had the intention to retreat.
Although he felt that Yang Jian was heavily injured, he couldn't take down Yang Jian in a short period of time. Although his three brothers could stop the people from Chanism, there would definitely be more people from Chanism rushing over.
Furthermore, when Yang Jian said the words' fight for a few hundred more rounds', the Demon King already felt that he had lost.
A junior, a junior from the third generation of Daoism who had never listened to the teachings of a Sage, and was only taught by Yuding Zhenren …
Even after exhausting all of his methods, he was still forced into such a miserable state.
The disadvantage of this battle wasn't due to his cultivation.
In terms of methods, battle techniques, and realms, the Demon King should have been able to suppress Yang Jian. However, when they really fought, Yang Jian was always able to catch him off guard and defeat him. He slowly destroyed the Demon King's arrogance.
The Demon King sighed in his heart. His only bloodline had been severed by Yang Jian, yet he couldn't take revenge for his son. Instead, he had fallen into such a state …
Why?
Why?
The hatred in his eyes deepened. He attacked Yang Jian even more crazily, completely ignoring the injuries all over his body.
This was actually Yang Jian's weakness. If he couldn't completely break his opponent's immortal body, Yang Jian couldn't attack his opponent's Primordial Spirit. This was also the shortcoming of the Eight Nine Mysteries.
All of a sudden, a voice transmission entered Demon Lord King's ears.
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