When Daon got angry, he was really fierce. His four arms waved all kinds of weapons, and he pounced on a Gold Daira demon at an extremely fast speed.
A cornered beast was the most dangerous fight. These Gold Daira demons traveled outside all year round, and they had fought for treasures countless times. Before this, they had fought with Daon more than ten times, so they were already prepared for this.
A Gold Daira demon raised a pagoda and let it hang above his head, sprinkling down rays of green light. Another Gold Daira demon used two short knives to attack Daon, taking away the combat power of Daon's two arms.
Two Gold Daira demons barely blocked Daon, while the other three Gold Daira demons suddenly attacked. Their magical powers and demonic arts were like a storm, attacking the remaining Wu people!
Originally, when it was four against five, the Wu people still had some advantages. They could use their fighting skills to chase the five Gold Daira demons.
However, a Battle Sorcerer was ambushed and fainted, probably injured by a strong poison. Not only was he not a combat power, but he was also a burden. How could the remaining two Wu people resist the attack of three Gold Daira demons?
In an instant, the weather changed, and the sky shook.
The battle of Daira with all its strength was also a 'grand scene', attracting many eyes. When these people saw that the conflict was between the Wu people and the demon race, they immediately felt relieved, and just treated it as a show.
Moo —
Suddenly, there was a bull's cry. A Gold Daira demon turned into a purple-haired bull, running wildly, and colliding with the injured Battle Sorcerer.
When the demon race fought with humans, they usually revealed their true form and attacked, either because they were in a dangerous situation, or because they were determined to win.
This bull demon belonged to the latter. The Battle Sorcerer who was targeted by it could not move, but the Wu people woman standing in front of it snorted coldly, and threw out a pair of golden rings, smashing at the bull's horns.
Right at this moment, a scene that the Demon Race Daira did not expect happened right before their eyes …
A white light flashed and rushed to the tail of the purple haired bull. No matter how fast the purple haired bull ran or how fierce its charge was, the white light caught up to it in the blink of an eye.
Looking carefully, what was that thing that jumped out of the white light?
Naturally, it was a white dog with four thin limbs. It opened its mouth and bit down on the cow's tail, tearing it apart.
"Ah — moo!"
The purple-haired ox was in pain. It raised its head and roared angrily. That dog's mouth had almost torn off its tail!
His body was that of a Daira Realm demon. No matter how one looked at it, it was as tough as steel. How could it be so easily bitten off?!
That was not the end. As if there was a clever plan in advance, the white dog bit the ox's tail, and the old ox raised its head and roared in pain. The two golden rings hit the old ox's left eye and mouth, and blood splattered everywhere!
The Wu people respected strength. The three Battle Sorcerers who came with Daon were all experts who had been born in the Wu people in the past Yuanhui period. Although there were not many of them, each of them had extraordinary combat strength.
When the golden ring smashed down, the old ox's eyeball shattered, and it was seriously injured.
The white dog released the not-so-tasty oxtail, and with a flash, it rushed towards another Golden Demon of the Great Overarching Heaven. Its speed was somewhat strange …
If that was all, it would be fine.
To the experts of the Demon Clan, the most troublesome thing at this moment wasn't this white dog with sharp teeth, but the young man who suddenly charged over with a spear in his hand and beheaded a Golden Demon of the Great Firmament in a few moves …
"Yang Jian!"
"It's Yang Jian!"
The two shouts were from the Gold Demons of Daira. They were both angry, shocked, and terrified.
Before the blood fog dispersed, Yang Jian's tall and straight figure was surrounded by starlight. He raised his spear and rushed to Daon.
The two Gold Demons of Daira were shocked when they saw that. One of them turned around and fled, while the other hesitated for a moment, but was stopped by Daon and beaten up.
Seeing that a strong helper had arrived, the two Wu people's experts did not dare to slack off. They temporarily put down their injured companions and rushed forward. Together with the white dog, they entangled the two enemies.
At the sight of Yang Jian, the Gold Demons of Daira had the intention to retreat. One demon had already died in battle, and the other was blind. How could they be willing to continue fighting?
"Yang Jian, how dare you!"
A demon rebuked angrily. Yang Jian turned his head to look at him, but the demon did not dare to look into Yang Jian's calm eyes. He could only grit his teeth and stomp his feet, turn around, and fly away in a hurry.
"Everyone! Let's go! "
"Don't fight against this fiend! We will be at a disadvantage no matter how we fight! "
If Daira Jinxian wanted to escape, it would be difficult for him to make them stay. Furthermore, Yang Jian lacked the ability to chase after people. His Flying Technique was still lacking compared to the Essence Soul Dao cultivators of Daira. Compared to the demons of Daira, who were better at escaping, he was even more inferior.
In the end, one of the Daira Gold Demons fled with serious injuries. The two Daira Gold Demons escaped into the Chaos Sea unscathed.
Apart from the one who had been killed by Yang Jian's sneak attack at the beginning and the one who had been slashed to death by Daon when he was distracted, none of the five demon leaders had died in battle.
However, the two Daira Gold Demons were already a loss that could make the demons feel heartache.
Yang Jian felt a sense of pity that he could not take the opportunity to test his abilities. He brought the Celestial Hound to search for the huge main body of a Daira Gold Demon. He took two demon pearls and fed them to the Celestial Hound. He then picked up two storage Dharma treasures.
When he opened them, he thought to himself that they were so poor. They did not even have a single numinous treasure.
Yang Jian pursed his lips and threw the storage Dharma treasure to Daon. The latter scratched his head with both hands and rubbed them. After a moment of hypocritical embarrassment, he grabbed the storage Dharma treasure and did not let go.
There was nothing he could do. The situation of the Wu people was really difficult.
"This …" Daon rubbed his hands and leaned forward. For a moment, he did not know how to address him.
Before he came, the Maguspriest had repeatedly reminded him to call him "Perfected Lord" obediently and respectfully. He did not want to be rude.
However, Daon felt that Yang Jian was not the kind of immortal official who put on airs. It would be too unfamiliar for him to call him Perfected Lord.
However, if he did not call him, the Maguspriest would be able to hear him even in the North Continent. Therefore, he shouted awkwardly,
"Perfected Lord Yang the Second."
Yang Jian's eyes widened, and he casually threw a dog up.
The Celestial Hound barked twice, causing Daon to take two steps back in fear. When he thought about how this ordinary-looking dog could bite the body of a Gold Daira Demon, Daon sighed in admiration.
"This dog is not bad. Hehe, Perfected Lord Yang the Second …"
"Just call me Yang Jian. Don't give me random names!" Yang Jian scolded. He held his three-pointed, double-edged spear and wore a light yellow robe. He led the Celestial Hound and walked over in the air.
He took out the Dragon Pearl and said, "This is for you. If you're in a hurry, you can leave first."
"Hehe, Yang Jian, aren't you going back?" Da Ang came over and looked to the side. Two Battle Sorcerers were supporting their severely injured comrade and flying over to them.
They were not good at flying and had spent a lot of time on the ancient pilgrimage path.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian understood that. He had nothing to do in this world anyway. He was not interested in participating in the expedition of the Skyward Pavilion.
However, he had yet to find Senior Bai Ze to report that he was safe. He did not know if Senior Bai Ze was injured that day …
He thought about it again. He had not heard any news of Bai Ze being injured during the past few days. He must have left safely.
That was an old fox of the Primordial World. It was useless for him to worry about him. Therefore, he shook his head and chuckled. "Let's leave together."
At that moment, Yang Jian summoned a Dharma treasure flying shuttle. He and the four Magi entered. Yang Jian controlled the boat and flew onto the ancient pilgrimage path towards the five continents of the Primordial World.
He had appeared in a high-profile manner today. The news would definitely reach Bai Ze's ears.
That's not right. Bai Ze knows everything without leaving the house. When I left the Chaos Bell, Senior Bai Ze must have already known.
If such a primordial beast could be raised at home … Ahem, Yang Jian did not respect it. There was a saying that having an old man in the family was like having a treasure. In Yang Jian's heart, Bai Ze was definitely different from the Howling Celestial Dog.
"Yang Jian, you don't want these treasures?"
Daon waved the storage Dharma treasure in his hand. "Then I'll give them all to Da Hua to exchange for Earth Qi!"
"Take it." Yang Jian sat on the meditation cushion and looked at the injured Battle Magus. He took a closer look and realized that it was a woman who looked a little rough.
"Aren't you going to heal her?"
"Hey, I don't know how to do that. I'll go back and look for the Maguspriest." Daon said nonchalantly, "A true man of the Wu people will not fall to the ground until his blood runs dry. He will not turn his head when he is exhausted!"
The injured woman of the Wu people rolled her eyes, and her dignified face flushed.
Yang Jian shook his head, took out an elixir, injected a wisp of Xuanqi into it, and threw it over.
The two women of the Wu people thanked Yang Jian, but the two men of the Wu people turned their heads at the same time, as if embarrassed by this scene.
During battle, the women of the Wu people were similar to the men, and they fought very valiantly. However, after calming down, there were still some differences between men and women.
"These guys." Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled. He took out a brocade box and opened it. A pale green light shone gently, and the air in the flying shuttle became much clearer.
"This is the Dragon Pearl?" Daon's hands trembled as he slowly took the brocade box.
"This is the Dragon Pearl."
"I … I, ah, how can I thank you! Our Xuanming Tribe is saved! "
A woman of the Wu people said anxiously, "Daon! Didn't we say that after this Dragon Pearl is taken back, we can choose a secret place to put it, and our tribes can let people go there! "
"Ah, I didn't say that you can't go!" Daon raised his head, and his nostrils, which were full of nose hair, showed his extraordinary might. "Can I change my words? Our Wu people are saved this time! "
The other Battle Sorcerers were speechless. They stared at the brocade box in Daon's hands, as if they were afraid that Daon would swallow this treasure.
Yang Jian smiled. "Don't worry, I'm here. If Daon dares to have any ideas, I will complain to the Maguspriest."
Daon was so angry that he rolled his eyes, but he could only snort a few times.
There was still a long way to go back. The other Wu people, who were a little tired, sat there and fell asleep. Daon and Yang Jian drank wine and chatted.
"Ah, the chief came out to take a look," muttered Daon. "I just don't want to see too much of the miasma in the North Continent. The colorful things outside are eye-piercing."
Yang Jian warmed his wine and said, "Do you think that the world is unfair and that the Wu people are in such a situation?"
"That's right," said Daon in a muffled voice. "Ninety percent of the disasters and wars in the ancient times were caused by the demons. The demons ruled the sky, but they placed their sights on the ground. This world was created by our Father. Our Father's body gave birth to us. Shouldn't we be in charge of the earth? "
Yang Jian did not comment. In the Great Magi-Demon War, it took two hands to slap each other. Both sides were at fault.
However, asking the Wu people to go to that bitter and cold place was much more severe than punishing the demons.
"Unfortunately, although I saw the remnant spirit of the Black Turtle, I couldn't resolve the miasma in the North Continent."
"The Black Turtle Miasma has triggered the Ten Thousand Spirit Miasma. It's not that easy to resolve." Daon laughed. He did not want to talk about this matter and changed the topic. "By the way, Yang Jian, the Maguspriest wants you to go back this time. The three thousand Magi have already been chosen for you. "
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