Strange corpses were hidden under the Netherworld Stream, and the Blood Vortex Underworld Spring was searching for the jade coffin.
Bai Ze's presence here was indeed beyond Yang Jian's expectations; Yang Jian's sudden appearance next to the jade coffin had really frightened Bai Ze.
Seeing more than ten Daira level corpse cultivators rushing towards Yang Jian, Bai Ze was about to move in front of Yang Jian to help him block these corpse cultivators who did not care about their lives. Unexpectedly, rays of sharp Sword Light bloomed in front of Yang Jian, and Yang Jian directly pushed the jade coffin away!
In a flash, Bai Ze vaguely saw a person lying in the jade coffin. His heart trembled, and his eyes inexplicably reddened.
Seeing this, the Daira level corpse cultivators immediately cursed:
"How dare you!"
"Don't hurt the Saint!"
"You damned creatures!"
Yang Jian, on the other hand, put a cloak on the girl lying in the coffin at an extremely fast speed, covering her delicate but naked figure.
Yang Jian turned his head to look at the corpse cultivators, and there was already an elegant sword immortal standing beside him. Naturally, it was Lü Chunyang.
Lü Chunyang splashed ink and waved his brush. His mana surged out, and for a moment, he actually suppressed more than ten corpse cultivators. Yang Jian lowered his head to carefully look at the condition of the girl in the jade coffin. Her eyelids were trembling slightly, as if she could wake up at any time.
Yang Jian shouted: "Old senior, why aren't you coming over to guard!"
After saying that, when Lü Chunyang's strength was insufficient, he directly blocked in front of the corpse cultivators. Although he did not reveal his murderous intent, his fighting spirit was burning.
Three pointed, double-edged spears were unsheathed, and three or four corpse cultivators rushed to the front. Their broadswords slashed horizontally, their spears pointed forward, and a female corpse cultivator even waved a thin whip, entangling Yang Jian.
In an instant, rolling corpse energy filled the air, blood surged, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring!
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth curled up, obviously because he was in a good mood. He grabbed the three-pointed, double-edged spear with both hands and pulled out a few spears, easily blocking the broadswords and knocking away the spears.
The thin whip entangled the blade of the three-pointed, double-edged spear. Yang Jian gently struggled and directly broke the thin whip.
These corpse cultivators did not have many decent treasures. This was also the main reason why Bai Ze could gradually approach the jade coffin despite being besieged by so many corpse cultivators.
"Everyone! We are all old friends of the girl in the jade coffin! "
Yang Jian shouted. He still wanted to calm down, but these Corpse Cultivators seemed to have recognized them as thieves who had come to steal the girl in the jade coffin. Each and every one of them didn't listen to what Yang Jian said. They shouted and attacked Yang Jian from all sides.
Bai Ze's figure flickered lightly and appeared beside the jade coffin. His face had already returned to its old appearance when Yang Jian had first seen him. Looking at the girl in the jade coffin, he could not help but sigh.
"Senior, let's finish the fight first!"
Yang Jian shouted angrily. Bai Ze's gaze was reluctant, but he also walked to Yang Jian's left side.
Lü Chunyang, who had just exploded, also stood to Yang Jian's right side. He raised his sword and faced it, and his eyes were cold.
The seventeen corpse cultivators, Daira, had already rushed forward!
Yang Jian's spear swept horizontally, and the Xuan Gang's spear shadows shot forward, causing the corpse cultivators to dodge in a flustered manner.
With a sword in hand, Lv Chunyang had the imposing aura of a magnificent army charging forward alone. Sword light rippled out, forcing the corpse cultivators to be unable to get close to him.
Bai Ze gently waved the folding fan in his hand. He did not directly attack. Instead, he drew lines of Great Dao on this small island.
Array formation to defend against the enemy!
Just Yang Jian and Lu Chunyang alone were enough to suppress these corpse cultivators. Bai Ze, who was drawing the great formation, would occasionally lend a hand to help these seventeen corpse cultivators.
"Everyone!" Yang Jian shouted again. "We don't mean any harm …"
A burly corpse cultivator roared angrily, "Kill them!"
Yang Jian's words came to a halt, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He summoned the starlight to protect himself, as if a god had descended to the world, shocking everyone.
Bai Ze had drawn most of the array formation, and he said leisurely, "Why don't you release your Blood Qi? These corpse cultivators are most afraid of the Blood Qi of strong men."
Strong men …
Lu Chunyang laughed heartily, and Yang Jian didn't let his imagination run wild. With a grunt, all of his muscles bulged, and a stream of blood qi surged out of the top of his head. It was like a beacon that shot toward the top of the vortex.
At that moment, the corpse cultivators were shocked, and they all avoided Yang Jian.
"I'll do it too!"
Lü Chunyang shouted, and he thrust his long sword forward, and a Blood Qi rose from his body.
Like silk, it swayed gently.
A certain sword immortal was speechless.
Bai Ze turned his head to hold back his laughter, and said very seriously, "Physical cultivation is quite different from Primordial Spirit cultivation. The former is full of Blood Qi, so don't take it to heart."
Yang Jian smiled and shook his head. Seeing that a few corpse cultivators were about to escape from the array that Bai Ze was about to finish drawing, his figure rushed forward leisurely, and he released spear shadows at the corpse cultivators, forcing them back under the array.
Seventy-two Transformations!
Yang Jian transformed into a King Bird, and his body emitted a surging Blood Qi, as if he had spontaneously combusted, rushing back and forth on this small island.
The group of corpse cultivators cursed, but they were forced by Yang Jian to move closer, unable to rush out of the range of the array formation.
Lü Chunyang and Bai Ze guarded in front of the jade coffin, and they were quite relaxed; the King Bird that Yang Jian transformed into became faster and faster, and in the end, only a golden flash could be seen, like a rope.
"Yang Jian, retreat!"
Bai Ze suddenly roared. Before his voice faded, Yang Jian's figure had already appeared beside the jade coffin, reverting to his human form, and stood with his spear.
"Eight Gates Complete Lock, Cosmic Condense!"
Bai Ze waved his hands repeatedly, and the folding fan in his hand glowed brightly. On the small island, two huge array diagrams appeared, one above and one below. As golden light flashed, the upper and lower array diagrams suddenly closed.
The 17 corpse cultivators wanted to escape, but it was already over. However, their bodies were strong, and they did not have any treasures with them. Their bodies froze in midair at the same time.
"Trap!" Bai Ze waved his hand, and the array patterns wrapped around the corpse cultivators, binding them tightly. He gathered them together and pulled them in front of the trio.
The might of a mighty figure was undoubtedly demonstrated.
"This senior is?" Lü Chunyang asked with a smile.
"One of the ten ancient Fey Sages, Bai Ze." Yang Jian gave a simple introduction. Lü Chunyang immediately became vigilant.
One of the ten ancient Fey Sages? Yang Jian and the demons were fighting to the death. Why was he so calm in front of a powerful enemy?
Yang Jian smiled and said, "This is not an opponent. Although you are one of the ten great Fey Sages, you are a Connate mighty figure. The demons are not comparable to you."
Bai Ze smiled and nodded. He ignored the corpse cultivators and turned to look at the jade coffin.
"I'll go see if Liu Ya is awake."
"Yes, please look after these corpse cultivators here. I'll go check on Liu Ya's condition."
Bai Ze walked towards the jade coffin, and Yang Jian followed, leaving the Pure Yang Sword Immortal in a state of confusion.
What, what was going on?
Yang Jian and the demons were mortal enemies. A few days ago, there was a rumor in the Primordial World that Yang Jian and the mighty figure of the demon race, Mei Kongmei, had fought and both of them were injured. They were mortal enemies.
However, looking at Yang Jian and Bai Ze with their arms around each other's shoulders and colluding with each other … ahem, as close as master and friend, Lü Chunyang really could not accept it.
Could it be that Bai Ze has already left the demon race? Or does he not care about the demon race?
Also, who is that "Liu Ya"? Why is she in the jade coffin? Why is Yang Jian and Bai Ze so nervous?
Liu Ya, Liu Ya, the jade coffin that the corpse cultivators were guarding with their lives at the end of the Santu River … The strangeness almost made Lü Chunyang collapse.
Beside the jade coffin, Yang Jian had already put away his spear and removed his armor. He looked at the young girl lying inside and whispered, "Are you alright after we parted last time?"
"I'm fine. Kong Xuan threw you into the Chaos Bell. I chased after him and accidentally obtained a few treasures in the Chaos." Bai Ze smiled calmly and waved the folding fan in his hand. "My luck has also recovered a little. I can be considered to have recovered some strength."
Yang Jian scolded jokingly, "I'm in trouble, but you're in luck!"
"Hahaha, this is also thanks to you. Your luck is long, and I've also benefited." Bai Ze chuckled. The white robe on his body had changed into his original sloppy Daoist robe. His face was full of wrinkles again.
Bai Ze said, "Previously, I wanted to walk in the Primordial World and not let others laugh at me. However, I forgot that if I see Liu Ya like that and she doesn't recognize me, what should I do? "
Yang Jian asked, "Senior, how did you find this place?"
Bai Ze asked, "How did you get here?"
Yang Jian thought for a while and told him about Nuwa asking him to see the Lady of Earth.
Indeed, Bai Ze's expression was a little gloomy. He stood beside the jade coffin and looked at the small face in the jade coffin. He sighed softly.
"That's good. The Saint wants to take her in as a disciple. That's good … Will he really not harm her?"
Yang Jian said, "The Lady of Earth said that she was fine. It seems that she had made an appointment long ago."
"The Lady of Earth … Forget it. It's fine." Bai Ze smiled and lowered his head. He sighed. "As long as Liu Ya is fine, it's fine."
Yang Jian asked again, "Senior, how did you find her?"
"Me?" Bai Ze shook his head and smiled. "Didn't I find a few treasures and contain some luck? I missed her a little, so I made a divination. I didn't expect that the divination would really work. "
Yang Jian could not help but feel a little emotional when he heard that.
Back then, Bai Ze was extremely fond of Liu Ya. However, he was not lucky enough. He was afraid that he would harm Liu Ya, so he tried his best to make Liu Ya rely on him and absorb his luck.
Now, Bai Ze knew Liu Ya's true identity. However, Bai Ze could still let go of the grudge in his heart for his only disciple. He even used the little luck he had just obtained to deduce the whereabouts of Liu Ya …
Bai Ze treated Liu Ya like that. Wasn't his master the same to him?
"Ahem!" Lü Chunyang shouted from the side, "If that girl hasn't woken up yet, why don't you give her a pill to recover her vitality and nourish her Qi? She has been in the jade coffin for too long and needs some living aura."
Bai Ze hurriedly nodded. "How could I forget that? I'm really a little muddle-headed! Boy, give it to me. "
He opened his hand to Yang Jian. Yang Jian couldn't help but smile. He took out two bottles of Spiritual Pills given by his master. Bai Ze took one, carefully dissolved it, wrapped it with mana, and sent it to Liu Ya's slightly opened mouth.
This pill was really mysterious. As soon as it was activated by Bai Ze, the girl in the coffin took a deep breath, coughed twice, and directly opened her star-like eyes.
Yang Jian and Bai Ze looked at her at the same time, and they were both overjoyed.
The girl's eyes gradually lit up, and her stiff face was directly "washed away" by her happy expression.
"Liu Ya!"
"Liu Ya?"
"Brother Yang Jian!"
"It's me!" Yang Jian answered, as if he had seen Little Chan 'er.
Bai Ze next to him looked up and sighed, "Alas, I'm really old."
"Wow! Master! " The girl's eyes were full of stars. She happily opened her hands and lay there, hugging Bai Ze's neck, almost pulling Bai Ze into the coffin.
"Master! I miss you so much! You're not dead! Are you really not dead? Liu Ya sees master again! "
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