Wang Yang's army's battleship was in a corner of a side hall.
Spirit Lord Yu's face was pale. She closed her eyes tightly. Her charming eyelashes kept trembling as she endured the heart-piercing pain.
Yang Jian did not torture her at that moment, but Yang Jian had used the Xuan Gang's thin needles to stab her essence soul previously. There was still a lingering aftertaste.
"How much do you know about your teacher?" Yang Jian asked casually, as if he was chatting with a friend.
Spirit Lord Yu opened her eyes and glared at Yang Jian. "Kill me if you can!"
"Before I kill you, I want to ask more."
Yang Jian chuckled and walked to the side of the handsome man. He raised his hand to disperse the Xuan Gang that was embedded in the man's body. The latter jumped up vigilantly, but he suffered internal injuries from the Dharma powers in his body.
"You!"
Yang Jian swept his gaze over and the person immediately shut up. He took two steps back with a pale face.
The human cultivator was not stupid. He knew that Yang Jian had the strength to restrain him in an instant. At that moment, he released the restrictions without any qualms. Naturally, he was not afraid that Yang Jian would flip the world.
To be able to survive to this day, he naturally had the ability to recognize people. The human cultivator immediately restrained his anger and cupped his hands at Yang Jian.
"I wonder how I offended you, Senior. Please tell me. I'm willing to use treasures to apologize."
"Fellow Daoist, you're too polite. Your name is Shu Zizhou, right?" Yang Jian immediately lost his hostility. "My name is Yang Jian, a disciple of the Dao Sect. I'm under the orders of the Saint to unify the power of the Chaos Living Beings in the Chaos Sea. I want to ask you to help me."
The person was clearly stunned. He smiled bitterly at Yang Jian and said loudly, "The Dao Sect has attacked the Chaos Spirits in the end. However, there are countless experts in the Chaos Sea. I'm afraid the Dao Sect will not be able to finish this."
Yang Jian sized up the man and said seriously, "We can't afford to make any mistakes in the face of a great calamity. If Fellow Daoist doesn't want to help, please go to the side hall and wait with the other Fellow Daoists. All the Chaotic Spirits here are under my control. Once the battle is over, I will let Fellow Daoist go."
"How could that be? General Chakhe is here …"
"Her Royal Highness is waiting outside the hall. You can go look for her and she will explain to you." Yang Jian smiled and casually asked him to leave. "I still need to interrogate Rain Spirit Lord, so I won't talk much with you. If you want to help me, just wait outside."
Shu Zizhou clearly couldn't understand the meaning behind Yang Jian's words, so he tentatively took two steps towards the hall door. Seeing that Yang Jian didn't look at him for long, he nervously walked towards the hall door.
After Shu Zizhou left, Yang Jian's thoughts flickered, and Cha He, who was in the main hall, opened his eyes. Immediately, dozens of Chaos Spirits' experts locked onto Shu Zizhou with their divine senses.
Yang Jian cherished talents, but he wouldn't let his guard down.
Shu Zizhou's cultivation was not very strong, but he was a strategist. He was resourceful and resourceful. After staying in Wang Yang Country for thousands of years, he had already made a name for himself. He had offered dozens of strategies to the King of Wang Yang Country, which greatly increased Wang Yang Country's national strength without any bloodshed.
As an Untainted Land cultivator, he would naturally be looked down upon by many Chaos Spirits, but he was still the person that Princess Wang Yang Country wanted to rope in.
Although Yang Jian didn't think that he was a genius in governing the world, it was still commendable that he could do all this.
"Yang Jian?" Rain Spirit Lord's eyes were filled with killing intent and anger. "Are you a Daoist disciple? An Untainted Land human? "
"Aren't you also an Untainted Land human?" Yang Jian casually pulled out a chair from the Black Tortoise Belt and sat down decisively. "Tell me, since you are an Untainted Land human, why do you want Kun Peng to be your master? Do you know what Kun Peng Demon Master means to the human race?"
"An irreconcilable enemy?" Rain Spirit Lord chuckled. "What's wrong with the strong dominating the weak? What's the difference between the human race and the demon race? Teacher was the strongest living being in the ancient times. Back then, I admired Teacher and begged him to take me in as an in-name disciple. This is the thing that I don't regret the most in my life! "
Yang Jian instantly choked and couldn't speak.
However, the fact that Rain Spirit Lord could say these words meant that she was still rational. Each person's inclination was different, so he couldn't use the words "the human race is your race" to criticize her.
Yang Jian said, "There were Sages in the ancient times. Kun Peng isn't the strongest living being."
"Sage?" Rain Spirit Lord sneered. "He just relied on the Heavenly Dao's blessing and used the power of merit to become a Sage. Teacher's path is based on strength. How can a momentary star compete with the eternal moon? "
This guy was hopeless.
Was he brainwashed by Kun Peng using evil methods?
Yang Jian did not dwell on this anymore and asked, "If that's the case, you opened up the Rain Spirit Realm under Kun Peng's order?"
Rain Spirit Lord was speechless.
Yang Jian laughed. "Are you afraid that I'll find Kun Peng's trail? Since he's the strongest, why are you afraid that I'll look for him? "
"You're digging your own grave! Who do you think you are?" Rain Spirit Lord's charming eyes were filled with sarcasm. "I just want to do something for Teacher. Teacher wants to go to the Saint's Tomb to devour the Saint's corpse … Ah! "
As soon as the words' Saint's corpse 'fell, Rain Spirit Lord suddenly screamed while clutching her chest. Zhu Tan spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground powerlessly.
Yang Jian's reaction was fast. He jumped back half a foot and dodged the blood droplets that sprayed towards him.
What the hell?
Dao runes. A domineering and boundless Dao rune lingered around Rain Spirit Lord's body.
Rain Spirit Lord, who was lying on the ground, slowly raised her head. On her beautiful face that was stained with blood, there was a pair of cold and emotionless eyes!
Just that gaze alone could make one fall into an ice cellar.
Yang Jian, on the other hand, was unperturbed and seemed to be looking at her playfully.
Rain Spirit Lord asked in a hoarse voice, "Yang Jian?"
"Demon Master?"
He confirmed that it should be the Demon Master, Ben Kun.
"You want to kill me?"
Yang Jian said calmly, "That's right. Do you want to fight me?"
Rain Spirit Lord sneered. There was a cold glint in her eyes. "100 years later, in front of Xuandu City."
As soon as she finished speaking, flames suddenly appeared on Rain Spirit Lord's chest. She was like a piece of paper that was suddenly burned by flames.
The flames rose and engulfed her!
Yang Jian suddenly moved forward and quickly slapped her forehead …
Looking at the corpse that was slowly turning into ashes in front of him, Yang Jian's expression was slightly gloomy. He opened his left hand and Rain Spirit Lord's essence soul turned into a three-inch-long person. The person was still "burning".
"Brother Kong, come and help!"
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, Kong Xuan's voice came from behind. "What was that just now?"
"Kun Peng," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "I'll explain to you later. Save … Forget it, there's no saving it."
Halfway through his words, Rain Spirit Lord's essence soul had already turned into ashes and slid down from Yang Jian's fingertips.
Only a charred outline was left on the ground. A Primordial World human who had just entered the Quasi-Sage Realm was directly burned into ashes without any residue left.
Kun Peng's display of strength caused Yang Jian to be a little shocked.
He told Kong Xuan what he said just now. Kong Xuan instantly frowned. "100 years … When can your Eight-Nine Arcane Art break through? Can you improve in a hundred years? "
"There's probably no need to think about that." Yang Jian shook his head.
"Is a hundred years too short?" Five-colored Divine Light danced on Kong Xuan's fingertips.
"That's not the case." Yang Jian suddenly laughed. "Do you dare to believe what Kun Peng said in a hundred years? Perhaps he will smash into the Black Spirit World in a few days! Moreover, it's impossible for him to go to the Xuandu City to fight. "
Kong Xuan was stunned. "Why?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "There are four great killing weapons in the Xuandu City. Unless Kun Peng is crazy, he would not go to the Xuandu City to flaunt his might. After so many years, he can't even hide from the Saints."
"However, Kun Peng might know about the four Saints suppressing the Heavenly Dao."
"You still don't understand the habits of such people." Yang Jian smiled and said, "Why don't we make a bet? I bet that he will appear soon. "
"Boring." Kong Xuan reprimanded him. "Can you understand if you say that I don't understand what Kun Peng is thinking?"
"I can understand a little." Yang Jian waved his sleeve, and the ashes on the ground slowly dissipated. "After all, I have something in common with him."
"What?"
"Cherish your life."
Kong Xuan rolled his eyes angrily. He raised his leg and wanted to kick Yang Jian, but Yang Jian dodged it nimbly. The two of them were considered famous big shots. They laughed and joked in the side hall.
They were constantly testing the boundaries of true fire.
…
Yang Jian was certain that Kun Peng would appear in the near future. To be safe, Yang Jian and Kong Xuan quietly left Wang Yangguo's army and returned to the Black Spirit World.
Yang Jian was betting that Kun Peng did not know that they had the "mystical ability" to directly control the minds of the Chaos Spirits.
Wang Yangguo's army continued to maintain the "stability" on the surface and headed towards the Xuandu City. Yang Jian would even arrange a seemingly intense battle. If he could lure Kun Peng to appear, he would gather the experts on his side and attack Kun Peng.
If he could find Uncle-Master Xuan Du, he would definitely have a higher chance of winning. However, he did not know where Xuan Du had gone to sleep. There was no way to find him.
He could only hope that Xuan Du would be alarmed by the battle and rush over to help.
After Yang Jian returned to the Black Spirit World, the Black Spirit World was slowly "advancing" towards the Xuandu City. Countless figures were at the edge of the Black Spirit World. According to the Wu people's array formation, they turned their Dharma powers into pushing force.
It was unknown where Kong Xuan had gone. Yang Jian walked around the Xuandu City alone and realized that the other three Spirit Worlds were in a similar situation. However, the speed of the "Immortal Islands" was clearly much faster than the "continent" of the Black Spirit World.
In less than fifty days, the Four Spirit Worlds would gather in one place and become the true Black Spirit Country.
Yang Jian rushed back to the Xuandu City and sent his incarnation to the Black Spirit World to adapt. In the Xuandu City, 1,800 disciples of the Wu people were seizing every opportunity to cultivate, adding some solemnity and liveliness to the Xuandu City.
Wu Gui and the witch were pressing Daon to the ground and studying Xuandu's "Spirit Core Transfer Technique" with a few Great Magi. They were trying to figure out how to stuff the Spirit Core into Daon's body.
Yang Jian was delighted when he saw that. He still had to do the work. Previously, he had wanted to save trouble by letting Senior Wu people do it. He had thought too simply.
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