Chapter 689: Soul Searching and Spirit Refining, Yang Jian was Infected with Unknown



It turns out that I am a great cultivator. Chapter 689 of the main text: Soul Searching and Spirit Refining, Yang Jian was infected with an unknown thing. There are five major forces in the Eastern Wasteland.

Tianji Pavilion, Lei Yuan Sect, Ye Family, Murong Family and the Seven-Colored Elk Spirit.

The Murong Family and the Seven-Colored Elk Spirit have been wiped out.

The remaining Lei Yuan Sect and Ye Family actually joined forces and summoned masters to gather here.

Although their leaders and ancestors have passed away and there is no Supreme Dao, the remaining strength is still extremely terrifying.

Even if they dare not go wild in the Seventh Realm, they can still take revenge a little bit, not to mention that they have the entire Fourth Realm behind them!

Now, they are here to collect the interest first!

Yang Jian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you have discovered us a long time ago, so you are well prepared!" In

the blink of an eye, they were surrounded by ten powerful people in the Heavenly Dao Realm, and the only one guarding here was Yang Jian in the Heavenly Dao Realm!

It was a dead end, and there was no solution.

Ye Qingshan, the head of the Ye family, narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Jian, sneering: "We not only discovered you, but also know that you have a courtyard in the Seventh Realm."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian's pupils shrank rapidly, and the surrounding heavenly soldiers also breathed rapidly, and even the magic power on their bodies became chaotic.

There is a master in the courtyard, this is the biggest secret of the Seventh Realm, but any opponent who knows this secret will not survive the next day. How did this group of people know it?

Once the existence of a master is exposed, it is definitely not a good thing, as it will allow the opponent to be prepared.

"It seems that there is indeed one."

A strange color flashed in the eyes of Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng, the leader of Lei Yuan Sect.

The fortune teller revealed something, that is, this courtyard, and behind the courtyard, there is great weirdness and great terror, as well as unimaginable great fortune!

Fortune that can reach the seven realms!

They came to deal with Yang Jian and others just to get more information!

Lei Teng's blue hair fluttered, lightning and thunder flashed all around him, and he spoke in a very oppressive tone: "Tell us the information of your world and everything about that courtyard, and we can consider giving you a way out!" "

You are really joking, is this possible?"

Yang Jian's magic power was surging, holding a three-pointed, two-edged sword, his robe rustling, and he shouted: "All heavenly soldiers listen to my orders, follow me and fight to the death!"

No one showed fear on their faces, and they shouted in unison, "Fight to the death!"

"Set up the Zhoutian Star Array!"

As Yang Jian gave an order, everyone raised the weapons in their hands, and the magic power turned into starlight, which was integrated into the array and embellished the sky.

"The formation of the Seventh Realm? Haha, a mere trifle."

Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng, who were in the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, laughed disdainfully. In their eyes, Yang Jian was just struggling before his death, which was ridiculous.

"Persuading you to surrender is just a process. Capturing you and searching your soul is what we want to do most!"

"Hahaha, take action!"

Boom!

Their men took action at the same time. Whether they were Heavenly Dao Mighty or Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, their magic power was as vast as a river and a sea, rushing towards the formation.

There was no skill at all. In the face of absolute power, the so-called formation could only be crushed!

Endless starlight converged into Yang Jian's phantom. His face was extremely solemn. He held a lamp in his hands, and colorful light shone all over the world. A stream of holy white divine fire gushed out from the Baolian Lamp, turning into a huge white lotus, competing with the endless magic power.

He was responsible for guarding here, so he naturally had to keep some tricks. The Baolian Lamp was the treasure that Nüwa lent him.

The Baolian Lamp was originally an innate treasure, and with the countless merits and virtues given by Li Nianfan, it was more powerful than the ordinary innate merit treasures. It was also a very powerful magic weapon in the hands of the great Tiandao.

"The magic weapon of the seventh realm is good. I want this lamp."

Lei Teng's eyes lit up slightly, and he also joined the battlefield. He raised his hand and pointed. The terrible thunder surged from all directions, as if worshiping their king, and gathered into a thunder spear.

The thunder law gathered into a world-destroying force, emitting cold lightning and illuminating the surroundings.

"Rip!"

Without any warning, the thunder spear rushed, much faster than ordinary lightning!

It was like thunder cutting through the sky. This thunder spear directly broke through the Zhoutian star array and tore the starry sky apart. The divine fire lotus of the Baolian lamp finally couldn't hold on and was torn apart directly!

"Puff!"

"Ah"

All the heavenly soldiers flew backwards, blood spurting all over their bodies, and their bodies were torn in many places.

Yang Jian's battle robe was torn in half, his face was bloodless, but he still held the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand, staring coldly at his opponent.

"General Yang"

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Yang Jian's hand.

It was Gu Yuan.

His hair was disheveled, he was half-squatting on the ground, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his hands were shaking.

He said solemnly: "General Yang, we can die, but you must go back and report the situation!"

While speaking, Yang Jian felt Gu Yuan stuffed something into his hand.

"I carefully tasted half a cup of the deer blood wine given by the master, and I have been reluctant to drink the remaining half, so I give it to you. Remember to return it to me at my grave!"

"Run!"

Gu Yuan pushed Yang Jian back violently, then rushed forward, shouting: "Set up the formation for me again!"

The injured heavenly soldiers did not hesitate, roaring and mobilizing all their magic power, burning their own lives and igniting the last sparks.

The Zhoutian Star Array lit up with a formation of light, shining towards the people of the Fourth Realm!

"Looking for death!"

Lei Teng's eyes darkened, he raised his hand and waved it, endless thunder covered the starry sky like a tide.

"Crackle!"

The starry sky shattered, covered with scars, and the starlight dimmed.

Many heavenly soldiers couldn't bear it, and their bodies exploded directly, turning into blood mist, which was extremely miserable.

"Ahhh!"

Yang Jian's eyes were red, tears blurred his vision, and even the eyes on his forehead were crying.

He screamed to vent, gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Gu Yuan was right, he couldn't die, he had to pass the information here back to the Heavenly Palace!

This group of people obviously had a plan in advance, why did they know the existence of the Siheyuan, and what were they going to do.

He couldn't let his brothers sacrifice in vain!

"Want to leave? You're overthinking!"

Ye Qingshan laughed sarcastically, and walked with Lei Teng. When he raised his hand, two magical powers came to suppress Yang Jian!

Two other Heavenly Dao masters quickly chased after him, blocking Yang Jian's retreat.

Yang Jian raised his hand and drank the deer blood wine in the cup. Then, his aura surged, and his injuries recovered in an instant.

He roared, "Get out of here!"

Baoliandeng felt his anger, and the divine fire roared. The terrifying flames raged around like a meteorite. The powerful force made the two Heavenly Dao masters exhausted.

However, Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng's magical powers also fell!

The defense of the Precious Lotus Lamp shook, and Yang Jian spat out blood again, but he didn't even look back, and fled away at a faster speed.

"Amazing, you actually have such a precious holy medicine on you."

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly rang out in the void, and the laws of heaven and earth began to shake with the sound, and the pressure of the Great Dao also descended!

It's the Great Dao Supreme!

There is actually a Great Dao Supreme behind this group of people!

Yang Jian's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. In almost an instant, he burned everything he had, and at the same time, he refined all the medicinal power of the deer blood wine, and pushed the Precious Lotus Lamp to the extreme, allowing the speed and defense to reach the peak.

In the void, the power of the Great Dao gathered, and a phantom of a palm rushed straight towards Yang Jian.

This palm penetrated the space, containing the power to suppress everything, and the laws were annihilated, and it slapped Yang Jian in an instant!

"Bang!"

The Baolian Lantern trembled violently.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The whole lamp directly cracked into countless cracks, and the spiritual charm was lost.

Yang Jian's body was also ruthlessly torn apart, his blood vessels burst, and countless blood mists exploded. If he hadn't focused on the body, he would definitely turn into minced meat.

However, he was actually dead.

His whole body was corroded by the power of the Great Dao, stained with the cause and effect of death, and shrouded in an unknown cage.

"No, I can't die yet!"

He forced himself to hold on to his last breath, and with amazing willpower, he suppressed his scattered soul and desperately went to the Heavenly Palace!

The entrance to the realm passage.

The divine fortune teller looked at the direction where Yang Jian disappeared with a dim gaze, but finally did not chase him.

He was still frightened by the great strangeness in the seventh realm.

Facing a terrible opponent, he knew that hiding behind and manipulating the chess game was the best way. If he hadn't seen that the Ye family and Lei Yuanzong failed to stop Yang Jian, he would never have taken action.

He said indifferently, "If he receives a blow from me, this person will surely die."

Lei Teng's eyes were full of greed, and he said, "It's just as the senior divine fortune teller said, there are really many opportunities in the seventh realm. No matter it is the lamp or the magic medicine, they are definitely good treasures!"

The divine fortune teller smiled slightly and said, "Haha, you haven't seen the world! You haven't been to that courtyard. Even a blade of grass there is a chaos root!"

"Hiss..."

"If we can occupy a place like this, it would be unimaginable!"

Ye Qingshan and Lei Ting's eyes flashed with brilliance. They had a hunch that that place would definitely allow them to break through and become great masters!

Ye Qingshan said, "Quick, we deliberately left three people alive, what should we do, senior divine fortune teller?"

Gu Yuan's breath was weak, and he stared at the divine fortune teller and gasped, "You...how do you know that yard?"

"Pa!"

Ye Qingshan slapped Gu Yuan on the face and sneered, "We should be asking you questions! When is it your turn to ask us questions?"

The divine fortune teller said, "Search the souls of the other two first!"

"Ah"

Soon, screams were heard from the other two heavenly soldiers.

"These two people don't know much information, but in the Seventh Realm, there don't seem to be many strong people from many forces, only that courtyard is full of weirdness!"

"The original Seventh Realm seemed even worse, but because of the appearance of the courtyard, a shocking change occurred. It contains infinite opportunities and possibilities. Even the God's Domain of the Seventh Realm is related to the courtyard."

"Inside, it seems that there lives an unimaginable master!"

Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng were both excited and uneasy.

The excitement was because of the good fortune in the courtyard, and the uneasiness was because of the master.

The fortune teller waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't panic, my Tianji Pavilion has already found a way to deal with the so-called master."

Gu Yuan's body trembled, staring at the fortune teller, sneering: "Impossible, dare to deal with the master, wait for death!"

Lei Teng said: "Senior fortune teller, this person seems to know more, do you want to search his soul?"

"It is precisely because he knows too much, so the general soul search method is useless to him."

The divine fortune teller looked at Gu Yuan and said, "I can feel that there is a cause and effect between this person and the courtyard. This cause and effect cannot be looked at directly, and special means are needed."

"Take him away, I

will do it myself!" "You bunch of dogs, kill me if you have the guts!" Gu Yuan struggled and roared, unable to commit suicide.

Regardless of whether it was voluntary or not, if he really betrayed the master, he would not be at peace even if he died.

At this time, he couldn't help but admire Xiao Chengfeng and Xing Ya. With the hatred-pulling ability of these two people, they would definitely be able to provoke the other party to kill themselves.

...

At the same time.

Tiangong.

The dying Yang Jian forced himself to return to the God's Domain. Fortunately, he had the remaining strength of the deer blood wine, which allowed him to hold on until now.

In the South Heaven Gate, the giant spirit stood at the door, frowning and looking into the distance.

He felt something vaguely and was a little uneasy.

At this moment, his eyes fixed, and then his face changed drastically. He took a step and rushed in one direction!

When he saw Yang Jian, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he said angrily: "Yang Jian, what happened, how did you become like this?"

Yang Jian immediately said weakly: "It's someone from the fourth realm. I don't know why he knew about us and the existence of the Siheyuan!"

"Help, save him!"

The giant spirit carried Yang Jian and returned to the Heavenly Palace as quickly as possible, shouting anxiously.

Soon, the whole Heavenly Palace was shocked, and everyone gathered. When they saw Yang Jian's current appearance, their eyes suddenly turned red.

They could sense Yang Jian's situation.

Death is inevitable, and the soul will be annihilated!

Tongtian Sect Master was filled with murderous aura and said angrily: "Who is it, who dares to hurt my nephew!"

"Uncle Master, the previous title was just a joke. Yang Jian congratulates Uncle Master for breaking through to the Heavenly Dao realm."

Yang Jian spoke with difficulty, and then quickly told everything that happened.

"The Fourth Realm clearly came prepared with a clear goal. How did they find us?"

"They actually knew about the Siheyuan? They dared to attack, obviously they have big plans! Could it be because of the seal last time?"

"If they knew about the master's situation, wouldn't the master be in great danger?"

Everyone in the Heavenly Palace was shocked and felt heavy in their hearts.

This kind of change caught them off guard.

"Yang Jian, Yang Jian!"

The Jade Emperor saw that Yang Jian's breath was getting weaker and weaker, his vitality had dissipated, and his soul was flowing away like water, and he shouted hurriedly.

"Yang Jian, cheer up!"

"Quick, bring the deer blood wine!"

Yang Jian's voice was already inaudible, "It's useless, don't waste it, fellow Taoists, goodbye..."

"No, you can't die!"

"The master has always valued you, he certainly doesn't want you to die! Go tell the master, the master may have a way!"

"Yes, yes, Yang Jian, hold on for me, I'm going to the master now!"


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