There was a fish in the North Sea called the Kun. The Kun was so big that it could not be contained in a pot …
Yang Jian, who had transformed into a sparrow, smiled. However, he thought of some jokes from his previous life.
He had long since entered the pitch black lair, and was flying close to the bottom, avoiding the place where the supreme expert was fighting, and searching for Lu Chunyang's location.
After entering the small world, the first thing Yang Jian thought of when he saw the nest was the word "Kun Peng".
The Kun Peng had too many enemies in the Middle Continent and had committed countless killings. Therefore, it had disappeared after the ancient war. Some people said that the Kun Peng had died, while others said that it had escaped into the Chaos Bell to search for the whereabouts of the Chaos Bell treasure. That was why it had never appeared.
However, he did not expect to see the Kun Peng's nest there.
"Could the Kun Peng be here now?"
Yang Jian was a little hesitant. He immediately decided that he would leave as long as he found Lü Chunyang and save him. He would not stay there any longer.
Although Yang Jian had never seen the Kun Peng's power with his own eyes, he had long heard of it.
The ancient demon master was far from being a match for him at the moment.
He flew near the place where the few Daira Jinxian were fighting. There was a dark place that was shining with colorful light, as if a treasure was about to be born.
"Why don't I capture one of them and ask?"
Yang Jian secretly approached that place. The gray sparrow that he had transformed into could almost blend into the nest.
As he approached, the five Daira Jinxian, four men and one woman, were all fighting on their own. They all had spare energy and their gazes landed on the place where the treasure light was enshrouded.
Yang Jian did not want to waste any more time. He secretly pointed with his finger, and a Xuan Gang struck the bulge with the densest treasure light under the cover of the treasure light.
There was an explosion, and the colorful light shone brightly!
"It's coming out!"
"Who dares to fight with me?"
"Fellow Daoists, if I can obtain the Kun Peng's mystic technique, I will give you a numinous treasure! Please let me have it! "
With a few shouts, the five of them attacked at the same time, directly rushing towards the place where the treasure light flickered.
When Yang Jian heard everyone's words, he could not help but bitterly smile. He inwardly apologized for his offense and pounced towards the woman.
It wasn't that Yang Jian wanted to seize this opportunity to do something. It was truly because this woman's cultivation was the weakest, and she was about the same as He Mudan. Both of them had barely attained the Daira Realm, and their Daos weren't perfect and flawless.
At this moment, apart from staring at the place where the treasure light was shining, the five of them had placed their divine senses on their own bodies. How could they have the time to care about what was behind them?
Moreover, Yang Jian's Xuanqi and Seventy-two Transformations were best at sneak attacks. If they hadn't known beforehand that Yang Jian was here and had been on guard, or if Yang Jian had directly launched a frontal attack, they wouldn't have noticed him at all.
A five-man battle royale was about to break out!
Right at this moment, Yang Jian suddenly appeared, and a large hand pressed forward. The woman in a rainbow-colored dress turned her head in astonishment, and Yang Jian directly grabbed the vital part of her neck.
The Xuan Gang struck the woman's body, but Yang Jian held back and didn't kill her. Instead, he directly sealed the woman's Primordial Spirit.
How could her half-baked Daira Golden Body resist the sharpness of the Xuan Gang? In just a blink of an eye, where her Primordial Spirit was sitting cross-legged, a small sword had already pressed against her Primordial Spirit.
"Come with me."
Yang Jian spoke indifferently. His face was hidden in a ball of mist, and he grabbed the woman and retreated explosively. Before the other four of them could react, he'd already executed a transformation technique and vanished without a trace.
The four of them cried out in their hearts. They were just about to retreat from this place when waves of fluctuations suddenly came from the place where the treasure light flickered.
The treasure had really appeared in the world!
The four of them immediately forgot about the threat just now, and desperately tried to snatch it. Within a thousand miles, more than ten figures also rushed to this place, and each of them was aggressive.
Yang Jian was here to save people, and fighting for the treasure had nothing to do with him.
After a short while, Yang Jian carried the woman and landed at the edge of the lair. Without revealing his face, he directly interrogated the woman's Primordial Spirit.
That woman was usually a person who lived a comfortable life in this Boundless World. She had a powerful figure to rely on, and she wasn't a tough person. She told everything about this place in a few words.
Almost at the same time, in a corner of this small world, there was a scene of devastation after the battle.
In the depths of the rift valley that was forcefully dug out by the divine power, two figures leaned against each other with blood all over their bodies.
These two people were both dressed in flashy white clothes. The difference was that the person on the left had an additional scabbard on his back, and he held a sword in his hand. The person on the right was holding a tattered folding fan in his hand.
They were both seriously injured, but within a hundred miles of the two of them, there were no less than ten corpses.
The Dao runes on a few of the corpses had yet to dissipate, and they were all great divine power cultivators of Daira.
This result of the battle could be said to be glorious. However, the person in white who was holding the folding fan was still cursing incessantly, "Why are you so honest? No wonder you were reincarnated by the Jade Emperor! When those people heard that this was the Kun Peng Cave Abode, and that there was the inheritance of the Kun Peng's divine power, they all went crazy! Who would listen to your advice! "
"Heh." The person in white who was leaning on the long sword laughed awkwardly. "One who survives a great disaster is bound to have good fortune later on. Let's hurry up and heal our injuries, recover our cultivation level, and leave this place quickly. "
"I've really been harmed by you. Sigh, I lost my disciple and destroyed my treasure. If I had known this would happen, and Yang Jian wasn't here, we shouldn't have come here to join in the fun."
These two people were really not outsiders. Who else could the person on the left be but Lü Chunyang, whom Yang Jian had been searching for so long?
As for the person on the right, Yang Jian had seen him before. He was the fellow who overturned thousands of coffins in the Netherworld Stream under the North Sea's mystic ice.
Ancient Demon Sage, Bai Ze.
"Speak." Lü Chunyang struggled to sit up with the help of the long sword, panting heavily.
The Essence Qi in this small world was isolated. After they were injured, they could only rely on the power of their immortal bodies to slowly recover, and they could not absorb the surrounding Essence Qi. Not only that, the power of their divine powers was greatly reduced, which showed the importance of their treasures.
To a Primordial Soul cultivator, this place was not exactly friendly.
"What do you want to say?"
Lü Chunyang panted. "If Yang Jian suddenly appeared in front of us, what would he say?"
Bai Ze lay comfortably in a pool of blood and snickered. "He would probably cry and shout, 'Grandpa Bai Ze! Brother Chunyang! Don't die … "
"Go, go, go. You still beat around the bush to take advantage of me!"
"Hahahaha!" Bai Ze threw his head back and laughed. But as he laughed, he suddenly felt his vision blur, as if there was an additional figure.
Subconsciously, Bai Ze wanted to escape, but the person sneered and turned to the side.
"Brother Lü, how are you?"
"Yang Jian? Why are you here? "
"Eat these pills first. I'll help you heal." Yang Jian raised his hand and placed it on Lü Chunyang's shoulder. After some Xuanqi, the terrifying wounds on Lü Chunyang's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lü Chunyang came back to his senses and said happily, "It's really you! Hahaha! I won't die! I won't die! "
Bai Ze gulped. "Hey, kid! Over here! Pills! "
"Hmph." Yang Jian snorted coldly and threw him a bottle of pills. Bai Ze laughed awkwardly and quickly gulped down the pills.
They had fought for a few days and nights, from the outside to the inside. The pills and treasures on them had long been used up, and even their spiritual roots had been eaten.
Although Yang Jian found out what happened here from the female Daira, he could not help but ask them again. The answers he got were almost the same.
A month ago, because of He Peony's marriage, Lü Chunyang went to hide at Yang Jian's place, but was told that Yang Jian was cultivating in seclusion.
Lü Chunyang was embarrassed to stay in Mount Mei, so he left dispiritedly and went to the Three Thousand Worlds to relax.
Coincidentally, he met Bai Ze. Bai Ze was also looking for help at this time. He used divination to find a treasure land that was about to appear.
The two of them hit it off and came to this Boundless World to search.
This search did not matter, and they really found this small world that was' embedded 'in the ground. However, the formation that sealed this place was a hundred times more powerful than this one. The two of them tried for half a month but could not break into this place. However, because the movement was too big, it alarmed the cultivators of this Boundless World.
Immediately, a chaotic battle broke out around this place. In a few days, hundreds of Daira and two mighty figures died.
There was a mighty figure who made up his mind and watered this small world with the blood of millions of living beings. Finally, the power of the formation protecting this small world was reduced by half, and Daira Jinxian could barely break in.
However, how could the righteous Lü Chunyang tolerate this?
He could not help but jump out from the dark and start a bloody battle with the mighty figure who performed the blood sacrifice.
After a few days of bloody battle, the mighty figure and his subordinates were all killed by Bai Ze and Lü Chunyang. The two of them were exhausted and almost died there.
The reason why they could not find Lü Chunyang's aura was because it was isolated by the array formation. Moreover, the array formation was constantly in chaos.
Such a huge battle had benefited the other factions for no reason. The dozens of people rushed into the Kun Peng Cave Abode. They had already obtained countless treasures in the past few days.
"Kid, quickly go over there and join in! Don't worry about us! "Bai Ze shouted," This is really the Kun Peng's nest! There might be some treasures inside! "
Yang Jian asked angrily, "Is Kun Peng dead?"
"Of course not … Heh, even if my old bones die, that old thing probably won't die."
"That's right," Yang Jian said coldly. "If he's not dead, why would he leave the treasures here? Kun Peng is famous for being narrow-minded and vengeful in the Primordial World. Why would he be willing to leave so many treasures at home? "
Bai Ze was stunned. "That … That's true …"
Yang Jian continued, "Hurry up and heal your injuries. When you're a little more stable, we'll leave this place. There must be something strange about this place. Perhaps it's a killing trap set by Kun Peng himself. "
Bai Ze was stunned again. He pinched his fingers to deduce and frowned.
He was about to say something when Yang Jian suddenly frowned and muttered, "Why did they come in?" As he said that, he released a wave of Xuanqi to guide the two figures that were about to pass by in the sky down.
"Pure Yang!"
A shout sounded like a nightingale crying blood. Lü Chunyang immediately trembled three times. Before he could do anything, a fragrant figure pounced into his arms. Waves of pure primordial energy surged into his wounds.
"Master, why … why are you here?"
"How are you? Don't scare me! Why did you end up in such a miserable state? "
Lü Chunyang turned his head and glared at Yang Jian. Yang Jian smiled bitterly helplessly and turned to treat Bai Ze's injuries.
Ao Xinke stood beside Yang Jian and quietly guarded against the surroundings.
Bai Ze looked at Yang Jian, then at Ao Xinke. Then, he looked at the world that was isolated from the primordial energy. His eyes flickered.
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