In the battle, the four brothers of the Mo Family died in battle one after another at Jiameng Pass. They were all on the God roll.
Only a few people on Yang Jian's side were slightly injured, and Yang Jian's incarnation was almost exhausted. He could no longer fight.
Yang Jian asked Huang Tianhua to thank the immortals of Jie School. He wanted them to be ashamed to ask for a battle, but this little trick did not work.
Huang Tianhua flew up on a cloud and thanked the five immortals of Jie School.
Three immortals of Jie School smiled and returned the greeting. They said that they were all disciples of the Dao Sect and could not help outsiders fight their own family. However, the fairy of Jie School and another immortal of Jie School mocked them, pushing the situation to a tense confrontation again.
"We didn't attack just now because we didn't want to be in cahoots with those four evil cultivators."
The female immortal of Jie School sneered and said, "If Yang Jian doesn't hand over the God roll today, don't blame us for being ruthless and bullying him because of our seniority."
Huang Tianhua was a little angry when he heard that. However, when he wanted to say something, he heard Yang Jian's voice transmission. He swept his sleeves and landed on the city wall.
Clang!
Nezha stood on the city wall with the Fire-tipped Spear. The Wind-Fire Wheels turned into two fireballs and slowly rotated around him. He looked up at the people of Jie School.
Jinzha whispered beside Yang Jian, "Senior Brother Yang Jian, the situation is dangerous. Why don't we call two experts from the sect to help? Senior Brother has already shown his power today. No one dares to say anything. "
Yang Jian was silent, as if he was considering Jinzha's suggestion.
Nezha snorted, "Eldest Senior Brother has made a name for himself, but I'm full of anger. I have to fight them today!"
Yang Jian smiled and nodded when he heard that. Jinzha looked helpless, but he could only shake his head and sigh. He did not say anything else.
After such a big event happened in West Qi, the four generals of the Mo Family had fought with them for so long. The reinforcements of Chanism should have arrived long ago.
Why didn't he take the opportunity to block these immortals from Jie School after the four generals of the Mo family were defeated?
Jinzha's heart was filled with doubts, and so was Yang Jian. He had a feeling that the situation today wasn't as simple as it seemed.
There seemed to be a larger net behind the five immortals of Jie School. At that moment, it was cutting off the connection between the West Qi and the Primordial World. It was ready to be scattered at any time …
The five immortals of Jie School slowly descended. After a secret discussion, they decided to take the God roll away.
"Yang Jian, don't make us attack." The female immortal of Jie School grabbed a slender sword. "Hand over the God roll. You no longer have the strength to fight. We don't want to bully the weak."
Muzha walked forward with his curved sword and said coldly, "You don't want to bully the weak? Ha, what a joke! "
"Mu Zha, do you think we're like that Demon King Li Xingba?" The female immortal of Jie School had an arrogant expression. Her eyes were filled with killing intent. "If you refuse to admit defeat today, I will show you how powerful I am."
Muzha shouted, "Do you think I'm afraid of you!?!"
The sword in the female immortal's hand shone brightly. Muzha leaped up with the curved sword that he had recovered. The two of them were thousands of feet apart. They mobilized their surging Primordial Energy and cast their Dharma spells and mystical abilities. They began to fight fiercely.
A fight between Primordial Soul cultivators was actually much simpler and more direct than a fight between people like Yang Jian, who fought with their physical bodies.
Although the battle between the two of them was much less dangerous than the battle between Yang Jian and the four generals of the Mo family, it was hundreds of times more powerful. It made the mortals and nobles in the Zhou Capital nervous and tremble.
That was probably the heavenly might that they believed in …
Above the Yang Residence, Ao Xinke's figure was still there. She was still staring at a certain place on the cloud.
The long-eared Dingguang Immortal, who had been hiding, continued to restrain them. The four generals of the Mo family were originally "helpers" that they had pulled over at the last minute. It did not matter if they were injured.
The four essence souls entered the city one after another. When they burrowed into the ground of the Yang Residence, they left behind traces that were seen through by the long-eared Dingguang Immortal.
"He did not lie to me."
The long-eared sneered and looked up at the sky. His eyes flickered.
At the peak of Qianyuan Mountain.
Perfected Taiyi stood on a huge rock. He was dressed in a red robe and held a small sword in his hand. He was looking in the southwest direction.
A figure slowly condensed beside him. He had broad shoulders and a gentle face. It was Yuding.
Taiyi raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Oh? You didn't go to West Qi to protect your disciple. "
"Senior Brother, you're waiting here too. You didn't go there directly." Yuding Zhenren sighed softly, but his gaze remained calm. He asked, "Senior Brother, can you deduce anything?"
"I can't. I can only see that the land of West Qi is enveloped by a heavenly secret. It's extremely chaotic." Perfected Taiyi frowned. "There seems to be some opportunity for our disciple, but it's extremely dangerous."
Yuding Zhenren nodded. "That's what I deduced too."
"Are we really not going?" Perfected Taiyi was a little worried. "I don't expect my disciple to be very promising. Anyway, he can't compare to that kid Yang Jian."
Yuding Zhenren pondered for a while and said, "I wanted him to gain more experience. Now that I've told you about it, I'm a little uneasy. Alright, let's go to West Qi and wait. "
"Okay." Perfected Taiyi immediately squinted his eyes and smiled. He looked like he knew it would be like this.
The two big shots were about to tear the void apart and arrive at the north of West Qi. However, they attacked at the same time and complemented each other. The void that was torn apart shattered immediately.
The two of them looked at each other and had a bad feeling in their hearts.
At that moment, a bell rang from the South Continent. The entire land of West Qi suddenly turned blank in the Divine Consciousness of Taiyi and Perfected Yuding!
"Oh no! It's the East Emperor Bell! "
"Let's go." Yuding Zhenren grabbed Taiyi's wrist with one hand. A complicated array pattern appeared under his feet, but it took shape in an instant.
With a whoosh, the two of them disappeared and appeared in the north of the South Continent. They flew towards West Qi.
Before the bell rang, on the city wall of the Zhou Capital.
It was not easy for Mu Zha to fight the female immortal of Jie School, who was at the Daira realm, to a stalemate.
That was also because the female immortal did not have a rare treasure like the four generals of the Mo family. Therefore, she could not take down Mu Zha, who was protected by the Hooked Sword of Wu. She was so anxious that she kept grumbling.
The other immortals of Jie School could not help but want to attack. Nezha was also tempted. He wanted to fight with them without any powerful treasures.
Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin protected Yang Jian behind him. They had already secretly sent someone to Mei Mountain to ask for reinforcements.
Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin naturally knew that Yang Jian was in seclusion. They were shocked by their Second Master's combat strength, but they were also afraid that something would happen to Yang Jian while he was in seclusion.
The Mei Mountain was protected by the array formation, so there was nothing to worry about.
In the Mei Mountain, there were the ten ancient Demon Saints, Bai Ze, and the Grand Magus, Daon. If the two of them were invited, the danger there could naturally be resolved.
However, they had discussed it behind Yang Jian's back. They were afraid that the Second Master would reject them because he was too arrogant.
"Second Master," Zhi Jian said in a low voice. "Why don't you focus on seclusion? We can take care of this place."
Yang Jian nodded and closed his eyes. He sat there as if he had fallen asleep.
However, his mind instantly returned to his main body. He activated the surrounding Spirit Dispersal Array with all his might and absorbed waves of spiritual energy crazily. He squeezed them into his spine.
The superior-grade Spirit Stones placed in the corner were exploding into powder at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Not enough …
There was still not enough time!
"Could it be that these people have planned this? Do they know that I'm at the final critical moment of my seclusion here? "
Yang Jian felt more and more uneasy. He felt that he had overlooked something. As a result, the seemingly flawless arrangement was filled with flaws.
He did not have time to think too much. He immersed himself in that place and sped up his cultivation as soon as possible. A wisp of his attention was placed on the city wall. He did not look at the battle in the sky. Instead, he sensed the weather in the South Continent.
The direction of the wind seemed to be changing.
Another immortal from Jie School could not help but say, "Yang Jian, I know you're brave. Why don't you get up and fight again?"
Nezha was also angered by those words. He asked, "Don't you have any shame?"
His straightforward words made the immortal from Jie School speechless.
Nezha raised his spear and attacked. He did not waste any time with that person. The immortal from Jie School casually set up an array to defend against the enemy and summoned dozens of Yellow-scarved Strongmen to surround Nezha.
Nezha rushed into the figures and flipped his spear. He turned the sky and earth upside down, killing people and causing them to fall.
Then, the immortals from Jie School provoked him. Jin Zha and Huang Tianhua went out one after another. Four pairs and eight people fought in the sky above the Zhou Capital. They took care of each other and each had the upper hand.
Zhi Jian also joined the battle and barely stopped the five immortals from Jie School.
The Howling Celestial Dog squatted beside Yang Jian's incarnation and watched the battle with its tongue hanging out. However, there were not many fluctuations in its eyes.
Perhaps in its opinion, these were still at the level of rookies …
"Be careful …" Yang Jian said in a hoarse voice. The incarnation with its eyes closed slowly opened its eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gray cloud suddenly appeared above the Zhou Capital. A huge bell slowly appeared and rang softly.
The area within a radius of 5,000 kilometers was instantly enveloped by the image of the bell.
Daoist Heavenly Flame!?!
The sudden appearance of the East Emperor Bell shocked Yang Jian. When the bell rang, a powerful aura suddenly appeared around the Zhou Capital and pounced towards that place at the same time!
Yang Jian kept turning around and looked at the source of the aura.
When he turned around, he first saw two figures with surging demonic aura.
He turned around and saw a few haggard old monks.
He turned around again. More than ten immortals of Chanism appeared in the north. In contrast, more than twenty immortals of Jie School appeared in the south at the same time.
The East Emperor Bell rang, and the world was sealed. Those people were also forced to appear by the sound of the bell.
The sound of the East Emperor Bell was like a command. The group of people surged towards the Zhou Capital.
When the two figures of the demons saw that, the old monks with haggard faces immediately stopped and stood in the distance to watch.
The group of immortals from Jie School and the immortals of Chanism met in the sky above the Zhou Capital. All of them were ready to fight.
On the ground, Ao Xinke frowned slightly. The sudden change in the situation made it difficult for her to control.
The long-eared Light Setting Immortal immediately appeared and bowed to the three immortals of Jie School who were leading the way. He addressed them as Senior Brother.
Looking at the three of them, Yang Jian was most familiar with one of them. It was Zhao Gongming. There was also the Goddess of Golden Spirit and the Great Black Clouds Immortal. They were all important figures with profound Dharma powers and unfathomable mystical abilities.
The Huanglong Daoist said coldly, "Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, who can hurt you with us here today? “
Compared to Ao Xinke's tactfulness, the disciple of Jie School that the Saint liked was rather domineering. She immediately said, "I'm afraid the few of you won't be able to protect him today."
"There's no proof!" The Huanglong Daoist chided softly. "Let's see what we can do!"
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