The ancient scroll grew longer with the wind and covered the sky in the blink of an eye.
The giant green claw seemed to be fast, but it was slower than the unfolding of the scroll.
The giant green claw hit the front of the scroll. Suddenly, the sky changed color and the wind and clouds surged. However, Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian who were under the scroll were not affected at all. The sound of the zither was still there and did not stop.
It was obvious who was the one who attacked first and second!
It was also the sound of Chu Qian's zither that reminded Yang Jian to wake up immediately. He was suddenly alerted!
He could not let the three daggers hit his vital parts!
However, the three white bone daggers were already in front of Yang Jian. He did not have much time to react …
Yang Jian's body shone with 23 lights. He suddenly fell down with his long hair pointing to the sky.
It was also this fall that gave Yang Jian the opportunity to counterattack!
He raised his hands high and smashed a white bone dagger with his right fist. His left hand drew a circle and 'lured' a white bone dagger out.
However, there was a third dagger coming from the big demon's head!
Yang Jian could not dodge it. He did not expect that his opponent would have such a secret move. The third dagger was about to go into his forehead!
Yang Jian still did not panic. He controlled Xuanqi and condensed the Xuan Gang. Half of the sword tip of the Xuan Gang appeared on his forehead …
Ping!
The third white bone dagger exploded half an inch in front of Yang Jian's forehead! However, there was another change. Waves of black and red Demon Aura went into Yang Jian's eyes!
This was the demon technique that attacked his soul!
Yang Jian did not dare to be careless. He forcibly activated the divine light in his eyes. The divine light bloomed and the two entangled Demon Auras were directly crushed.
However, Yang Jian also felt a stinging pain on his forehead. He felt his body was empty and his vision was blurry … This was because the power of his Divine Soul was consumed too much.
Biting the tip of his tongue, Yang Jian woke up. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't stop and charged straight into the sky!
As he soared into the sky, Yang Jian diverted his attention to look a hundred miles away. He saw that after the painting blocked the giant green claw, only his sister and Chu Qian, who was playing the zither, were left on the mountain peak. He no longer had any worries in his heart!
"Thank you, Senior!"
Yang Jian opened his mouth and shouted. He knew that there was an expert secretly protecting him, so he only needed to focus on the enemy.
The enormous skull was similarly enraged. It opened its ghastly mouth, and bone daggers that filled the sky shot towards Yang Jian, smashing down like a torrential rain!
The zither began to play rapidly.
Yang Jian's figure was suddenly wrapped by Xuanqi. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a cloud-piercing eagle. His wings spun rapidly, and he actually found an opening in the sky full of white bone daggers!
Whoosh!
The eagle turned three times, leaving behind a clear trail between heaven and earth, within the rain of white bone daggers!
It was like a ferocious thunder dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws to meet the sky!
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian broke through the rain of white bone daggers so easily!
The giant skull hurriedly dodged. Billowing black gas surged out of its huge eye sockets, condensing into two Undead Generals. They waved their halberds and blocked Yang Jian!
Yang Jian's figure changed again. Xuanqi circled around him, and he turned into the King Bird that he had used a few times!
Compared to the swift eagle, the King Bird was more ferocious. It swept its wings and smashed the two armored Undead Generals into pieces!
"Get lost!"
The giant skull roared angrily and continued to retreat! This was the demon's original form. How could it let Yang Jian get close to it?
However, the King Bird's figure turned nimbly and suddenly soared into the sky, avoiding the blood-colored spears that the skull shot out.
The King Bird's figure was like a golden arrow that broke through the boundless dark clouds in the sky. It broke through the dark clouds and bathed in the sunlight!
Yang Jian's figure appeared and completely overlapped with the King Bird's figure!
It was like a god of war that had existed since the beginning of the primordial era!
Its might could not be invaded! Its body could not be destroyed! Its will could not be subdued! Its soul could not be destroyed!
When the great demon saw Yang Jian's invincible might, it was shocked and immediately wanted to escape into its broken mountain formation.
It only felt that Yang Jian was too troublesome. No matter how strong its demonic power was, it could not do anything to him.
At this moment!
There was a gap in the great demon's heart. A strand of zither music quietly entered it, causing the great demon to fall into a trance.
The King Bird's body turned into a thunderbolt! In the blink of an eye, it had rushed above the giant skull. A sharp claw slapped the top of the skull!
Bang!
The giant skull was actually very hard. It was just slapped away by the King Bird. Like a comet, it smashed into the ground with billowing black smoke …
Yang Jian returned to his original form. The Profound Handle condensed into a shadowless long spear, and he grabbed it in his hand. With a low shout, he used all the strength in his body to fiercely throw the long spear condensed from the Profound Handle towards the ground!
After throwing the spear, Yang Jian stopped in mid-air and did not chase after it. Instead, he began to practice with his fists and legs …
On the ground, the giant skull could not resist the huge force that the King Bird's claw had added to its body. It directly smashed into the ground and created a giant pit.
This great demon, at this moment, naturally wanted to skin Yang Jian alive!
This skull was its original body. It had consumed millions of souls and cultivated for a Yuanhui before it became the Undying Bone Spirit.
If it could condense a whole body one day, it could achieve the Undying Bone Dao! It could roam freely in the world!
At this moment, its skull was already complete. It was about to step into the Daira Golden Demon Realm. At that time, it would be considered as a powerful being. It could go out into the world unscrupulously and plunder souls to speed up its cultivation.
But suddenly, a human disciple of the third generation of Chanism appeared! And he even attacked its mountain!
It originally thought that even if Yang Jian could fight against three Golden Immortals, it would not be a big deal.
In its eyes, the Nine-lives Demon Cat and the Black-toothed Goat Demon were only half-baked. The Jade Bone Zither Demon was beautiful and charming, but she was powerless in a life-and-death battle.
And after Yang Jian fought with the three of them, he was actually injured and recuperated in the Tiangou Tribe's territory for two days … This allowed the Undead Demon to have an 'accurate' judgment of Yang Jian's strength.
Moreover, Yang Jian was a Body Cultivator. The Undead Demon specialized in dealing with souls. It was a perfect counter to Yang Jian!
As time went by, the Undead Demon felt that it would be as easy as taking something out of its pocket for it to capture Yang Jian and even kill him.
But now! Now!
Taking something out of a bag had become taking chestnuts out of a fire!
This mere Body Cultivator was actually so difficult to deal with! And with the help of the Jade Bone Zither Demon's zither music, it stabilized its mind. There was also that unpredictable Divine Power!
After fighting for a while, it fell into a situation where it was constantly being restrained. And Yang Jian's abilities were being displayed to the fullest!
At this point, it was even slapped to the ground by the King Bird that Yang Jian had transformed into. It was in a sorry state and had lost all its face …
The Undead Demon was filled with hatred. Suddenly, it realized that its originally smooth and beautiful skull had many small cracks. It was even more frightened.
For a demon like it that had no power, no background, and had cultivated from a soul-sucking mutated Soul Snake until now, it had naturally experienced countless life-and-death battles. Today was not the most dangerous.
Where there's life, there's hope.
It made up its mind to take advantage of the situation and escape first. It immediately cast its demonic technique and escaped to its old nest — Broken Mountain.
This long-winded thought had actually happened in the blink of an eye. Just as the Undead Demon was about to make a move, its demonic aura enveloping its skull, it heard the sound of something tearing through the air. It was coming from above!
The sound came later!
The Xuan Gang's Shadowless Spear!
Bang!
This Undead Demon, who was half a step into the Daira Stage and whose skull was as strong as a Daira Demon's body, could only watch as a palm-sized hole appeared in its skull!
At the edge of the hole, spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly. A wave of pain that stimulated its demonic soul caused it to open its mouth and scream!
"Ah —"
The entire world shook from the shrill scream!
All living beings within a thousand miles were trembling in fear. The city walls of the human world were in chaos. No one knew what had happened.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The sound of something breaking through the air became continuous. This time, it wasn't one Shadowless Spear from the Xuan Gang, but ten, then a hundred!
Yang Jian looked like he was punching in mid-air, but he was actually using a set of body techniques that he had comprehended himself to quickly throw out more than a hundred Shadowless Spears formed by the Xuan Gang!
The spears were like raindrops and had the momentum to break the rainbow!
The booming sounds were continuous. The ground cracked open, the demonic aura dispersed, the white bones were sent flying, and the shrill screams that were forcefully interrupted …
Yang Jian stood in mid-air and panted heavily. The dark clouds in the sky were slowly dissipating. The sunlight that had not been seen for tens of thousands of years shone on the withered and black mountains within a radius of a few hundred miles …
Right below Yang Jian, the huge skull had already shattered into countless white pieces. Only a ball of light was wrapped in a weak demonic aura.
Yang Jian gradually steadied his breathing and landed on the ground. His eyes were filled with coldness. The Xuan Gang in his body had almost been emptied, but he still managed to form a long sword.
Sigh, I really need to find a weapon that I can use.
Yang Jian felt a little helpless. If he already had a weapon that could withstand the attacks of the Xuan Gang, this battle wouldn't be so tiring.
He landed in front of a ball of intertwined black and red light. A weak consciousness was emitted from the ball of light …
"Exalted Immortal … Spare … me …"
Yang Jian's expression didn't change at all. He slowly stabbed the sword formed by the Xuan Gang.
At this moment, a shout that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time came from the sky, "The Demon Clan is willing to exchange a precious treasure for its life!"
However, following this shout, a chuckle with a faint scholarly aura was heard. "Fellow Daoist, you can decide for yourself. There's no need to worry, and there's no need for your master to show up. There's no Demon Clan Daira here who can touch you. "
Before the person behind could finish his words, Yang Jian's sword had already pierced through the black and red Qi.
With a light flick, the black and red Qi exploded. Yang Jian sent out a palm of Xuanqi, crushing all the scattered Qi.
The Spirit of the Undead Bones was also a great demon of his generation. He was an outstanding junior that the few Patriarchs of the Demon Clan thought highly of. However, he was turned into ashes just like that …
In the sky, although the Demon Clan Daira who spoke first was furious, he didn't dare to attack Yang Jian. Instead, he scolded, "Lü Chunyang! I'll leave you here today! "
"Hahahaha!"
In the sky, a scholar with a sword on his back slowly appeared. He said proudly, "Today's battle has stirred my heart. I might as well kill a Gold Demon Daira!"
"You! Good, good, good! "The Demon Clan Daira didn't show himself, but his voice was getting further and further away.
"Lü Chunyang, remember this! I'll wash your sect with blood and destroy your Dao heritage! "
The scholar with the sword on his back sighed and sneered, "You old monsters, your eloquence is getting better and better. I really want to kill you today."
In the big hole in the ground, the exhausted Yang Jian stood there, deep in thought.
Lü Chunyang?
He had never heard of this name before. It must be a powerful figure of the Human Clan. However, why did it feel strangely familiar?
Chunyang … Chunyang … and his surname is Lü …
Eh? Could it be him?
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