Bai Ze shouted in a trembling voice at the sight of the giant beast. His eyes were filled with fear. Lu Chunyang frowned tightly while He Mudan's face turned ghastly pale.
Inside the Kunpeng's lair, several figures were frantically rushing in all directions. They were the Great Mediums and Sage-to-be.
Two giant claws descended from the pitch-black sky. The moment they attacked, they sealed the world and froze two Great Mediums who had fought too fiercely and consumed too much energy.
The giant claws pressed down and the two figures exploded into a mist of blood. Their screams were swallowed by the whistling wind and the pure Primordial Spirit Power was sucked into the horrifying mouth in the sky.
The so-called lair was just a trap for it to prey on!
The pure Primordial Spirit Power was sucked into the mouth. The two Sage-to-be who had escaped earlier finally rushed to the edge of the small world. They attacked with all their might in an attempt to blast open the black curtain hanging in the sky, but they couldn't move it at all!
It seemed to be a pair of wings that blocked out the sky and the sun. With a gentle flap of the wings, a vast Primordial Spirit Power turned into a chain imprinted with Great Dao markings. The chain wrapped around the body of a Sage-to-be and threw him into the lair.
The other Sage-to-be made up his mind. At the cost of severely injuring his origin and dropping his cultivation, he forcefully performed a secret technique. His body turned into a streak of crimson light, which shivered and directly ignored the obstruction of the Kun Peng's body. He dashed out of this small world and traveled another ten thousand kilometers underground!
"Go!"
Yang Jian immediately shouted. Ao Xinke and he were telepathically connected. She pressed her left palm against the wall of the star shuttle and the shuttle quickly fled into the distance for fear of being affected.
In the small world underground.
The giant mouth swallowed the bound Sage-to-be in one gulp. Seeing that a Sage-to-be had escaped, it let out an angry roar. It didn't rush to chase after him, but turned its head and looked at the place where Yang Jian's incarnation was.
The pair of scarlet eyes were like two bloody suns hanging in the sky, brutal, cold, and incomparably deep.
"Hmph!"
It was just a cold snort, but it sounded like a clap of thunder. Yang Jian's incarnation exploded in an instant and the situation in the small world could no longer be seen.
Blood seeped out from the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, and he was overwhelmed with shock.
Just how strong was this Kun Peng?
Apart from shattering his incarnation with a cold snort, it had also injured the Primordial Spirit of his main body!
"Husband!"
"I'm fine." Yang Jian panted. "Go after that Sage-to-be! Don't let him escape! "
"Why are you chasing after him?" Lü Chunyang asked in confusion. "Does he have a grudge against you?"
Yang Jian said, "He collected the most treasures inside. No matter what, I can't let the two of you bleed for nothing today."
Lü Chunyang smiled wryly, Bai Ze was in high spirits; Yang Jian regulated his breathing and gave a few instructions to each of them.
The star shuttle pierced through the clouds and oceans, intercepting the Demi-Sage at the edge of the Great Thousand World.
Ao Xinke and Bai Ze worked together to condense their Primordial Qi and seal the area within a hundred miles, preventing the Demi-Sage from escaping into the Void. Meanwhile, Yang Jian and Lü Chunyang rushed out from the star shuttle one after another!
The Xuan Gang shot rapidly and Sword Light flashed, cutting off the heavily injured Demi-Sage's escape route.
The moment the man saw Lü Chunyang, he scolded coldly and angrily, "It's you!"
Which one of them was not a proud and arrogant person? Now that he saw Lü Chunyang bringing his men to attack him, he was immediately enraged.
He raised a Blood Ruyi in his hand and fiercely smashed it towards Lu Chunyang's head. At the same time, he immediately set up a layer of formation and summoned dozens of strong men who were over a hundred feet tall to block the two of them.
"Hand over the treasures and I'll spare your life!"
Yang Jian shouted and unsheathed his three pointed, double-edged spear. With a horizontal slash, the dozens of strongmen were cut in half at the waist, turning into Primordial Qi and dissipating in all directions.
The Blood Ruyi that was aimed at Lü Chunyang was also blocked by Lü Chunyang's sword. However, the momentum of Lü Chunyang's charge was also stopped.
Yang Jian dashed forward and broke the supernatural powers of the Demi-Sage one after another. He looked majestic like a War God of the Nine Heavens, which was quite frightening.
The Demi-Sage was shocked. Seeing that he could not stop Yang Jian, he could only retreat.
However, just as he was about to dodge, Yang Jian's speed suddenly increased!
The saber light flashed and the spear shadow trembled. Yang Jian and the Demi-Sage's figures crossed each other. The Demi-Sage stood in the air in a daze and touched his neck.
There was a dark red wound where blood was gushing out.
With a whooshing sound, the three pointed, double-edged spear was placed on the shoulder of the Demi-Sage. Yang Jian's voice came from behind, cold and emotionless.
"Hand over the treasure and I won't kill you."
Lü Chunyang had also rushed over, but he did not come within a thousand feet of the Sage-to-be. After all, he was a sword cultivator who cultivated his Primordial Spirit and could not be compared to Yang Jian who cultivated his physical body.
"I'll give them to you!" The Demi-Saint laughed self-deprecatingly and waved his sleeve, summoning dozens of treasures around him.
Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged spear was a little closer to the Sage-to-be's neck. What could really threaten the Sage-to-be was the Xuan Gang that Yang Jian had broken through his immortal body.
This move was extremely effective against Primordial Divinity experts.
"What I want are the treasures you've obtained down there. I've been watching in the dark for a few days, so I know how many you've taken. “
The Quasi-Sage's eyes were filled with unwillingness, but Yang Jian had already given him face and did not ask for his Natal Treasure.
With a snort, the Sage-to-be did not struggle much and threw a bag that floated around him.
Yang Jian made a gesture and Ao Xinke immediately took action. A water rope tied the Sage-to-be up from top to bottom. With a wave of Ao Xinke's hand, the Sage-to-be was thrown thousands of miles away.
Yang Jian wrapped the floating treasures with Xuanqi to prevent the Sage-to-be from sneakily attacking them.
After Xuanqi had crushed the strands of Divine Sense, Yang Jian put the treasures into the Black Tortoise Belt. He cupped his hands at the Sage-to-be in the distance and turned to fly back to the star shuttle.
The Sage-to-be was naturally angry, but when he saw Yang Jian's back, he suddenly froze.
"You're Yang Jian!?"
"If you're not convinced, just look for me," Yang Jian said indifferently and his figure disappeared into the star shuttle.
Inside the star shuttle, Bai Ze kept shaking his head.
Bai Ze lectured, "Softhearted, you're softhearted. You can either hide and do this, or you can just die to avoid future troubles."
"Cultivation isn't easy." Yang Jian smiled nonchalantly. "It's already extremely difficult to become a Grand Luo. If you want to become a Quasi Saint, you'll have to spend at least a few Periods in meditation. You'll also have to go through countless difficulties and dangers. How can you kill someone so easily?"
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, everyone looked at Ao Xinke …
"I mean ordinary cultivators," Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled. With a wave of his hand, more than a hundred treasures piled up in front of him like a small hill.
"Choose. Take whichever you like. This is something the two of you fought so hard for."
He Mudan and Ao Xinke could not help but chuckle. Lü Chunyang had a bitter expression, while Bai Ze's eyes lit up. He began to pick and choose without any hesitation.
Just as the star shuttle was about to enter the Chaos Sea, Yang Jian suddenly said, "Go back through the Ancient Path of Pilgrimage."
"Okay." Ao Xinke did not ask why. She immediately turned around and went to the entrance of the ancient path, quickly disappearing.
After the star shuttle flew away, a huge figure quietly flew away in the Chaos Sea in the direction where the star shuttle was originally heading, leaving behind waves of Chaos aura that kept churning.
As for the quasi-saint who had been robbed by Yang Jian, he muttered to himself as he flew into the Chaos. His face was gloomy.
"The one who injured me was actually Yang Jian … How long has he been cultivating? How long has it been since he saved my mother in the Celestial Court? Could this fellow be the reincarnation of a Saint? How can he advance by leaps and bounds … "
Just as he was muttering in his heart, he identified the direction and found the Major Chiliocosm where his cave abode was located.
He would have to recuperate for a few thousand years to recover from his injuries this time.
Thinking back to the moment when he fought with Yang Jian, this dignified quasi-saint actually felt somewhat unfathomable.
"How did he do it?" The quasi-saint muttered softly, vaguely understanding.
"Are you talking about how that Yang Jian suddenly appeared in front of you?"
A mocking voice sounded from the side. The quasi-saint was shocked and saw a tall figure standing in the Chaos aura in front of him.
That pair of cold eyes stared at him, causing a dignified quasi-saint like him to feel a chill …
The person spoke again, "That's because his physical body is so powerful that it can suppress the Dao laws of the universe. Thus, he can control the universe."
Buzz —
The Chaos Sea suddenly surged. The quasi-saint was extremely decisive. His figure retreated and casually produced attacks. A certain Great Dao in the Chaos Sea resonated with him.
"You're the Kun Peng!"
"Hahaha! You're smart. "The tall figure laughed out loud and suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind the quasi-saint.
It was exactly the same as what happened to Yang Jian previously. However, he was even faster. He was so fast that he could traverse the Chaos Sea and ignore the obstruction of the Chaos.
The quasi-saint's eyes widened as he let out hissing sounds. His body slowly fell backward and terrifying cracks appeared all over his body. The essence spirit of a quasi-saint had directly collapsed.
The tall figure opened his mouth and sucked, sucking the power of the quasi-saint's essence spirit into his mouth without leaving a single drop behind.
Then, the incomparably huge figure appeared in the Chaos Sea and flew into the depths of the Chaos Sea.
"That ninth unlucky fellow. Tsk, I have another tonic. Hahaha! Hahaha! The Great Dao is within reach! Who can stop me! "
...
"That quasi-sect master is dead."
In the star shuttle, Yang Jian suddenly spoke. Instantly, Bai Ze, who was holding more than ten treasures in his arms, trembled.
"Kun Peng killed him?"
"I don't know. It's just that the wisp of Xuanqi I left on his clothes has dissipated." Yang Jian sighed and said, "Is that Kun Peng really not a Saint yet?"
Bai Ze sneered and said, "If he had become a Saint, the Primordial World would have been in chaos. Judging from his current power, he has probably killed all the Three Corpses and is about to become a Saint. "
Yang Jian frowned. "Does that count as proving his Dao with strength?"
"Of course. Speaking of which, I have to admire him." Bai Ze smacked his lips.
Back then, although the Demon Master, Kun Peng, was above the Ten Demon Saints, his strength was not as abnormal as it was now.
When the two original demon big shots met again, one was already invincible below the Saint, while the other had regressed greatly compared to the ancient times. Seriously …
"This demon is a huge problem," Lü Chunyang said in a low voice. The three men in the star shuttle fell silent.
Yang Jian suddenly smiled.
Bai Ze asked in puzzlement, "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing. I just feel that my future opponent is so powerful that I feel a little pressured. Yes, when the God-Conferment matter is over, I have to seize the time to cultivate. "
Lü Chunyang and Bai Ze looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
The two of them had forgotten that there was a young cultivator who was even more shocking than Kun Peng sitting with them.
How many years had he cultivated? The two of them could not understand the spear that injured the Quasi-Saint just now.
At this rate, what would Yang Jian's strength be like in a few hundred years?
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