Landing on the Goddess Peak, Yang Jiong saw the stone cave that broke the ban at first sight. He was amazed in his heart, how could this stone cave appear out of thin air on the stable peak.

He had inspected this place many times, and in addition to the flowers and plants, it was a craggy mountain rock. Soon after, a stone cave appeared here. Whose masterpiece is this? Could it be that a man living in a cave has broken through a hole?

Shen Nian found that there was no one in the cave, and he carefully entered the cave to observe, but saw nothing but a wall of hateful characters and skull fragments on the stone bed.

There was no more streamer over the mountain, and it seemed that the treasure in the cave had been taken. In this world, there are either people who are stronger than themselves, or God has sent them. Yang Jiong opened and secretly guarded carefully.

Yang Jiong suffered from gains and losses, and slowly flew away. As soon as I flew over a mountain peak, I saw a man meditating on the top of a beautiful mountain.

The man sat quietly on the top of the mountain with a mask, and there was an air of ethereal dust. As soon as Yang Jiong's mind touched the man, he was bounced away, and this person was also a monk. Only monks can bounce off the detection of divine thoughts.

This person can bounce away his divine thoughts, and it seems that his cultivation is stronger than him. In line with the principle that more is better than less, Yang Jiong turned around and flew away. The masked man seemed to have spotted him and shouted, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Yang Jiong descended slowly, and stopped when he reached twenty feet. In his mind, the distance is basically safe.

The masked man stood up and said, "Who is the Daoist friend? Why don't you come and sit down?" ”

With the lesson of being plotted by tree spirits in Danxia City, Yang Jiong was a lot more careful. He bowed to the man and said, "I am Yang Jiong, a native of Longteng Country. Dare to ask who is the Taoist friend?" his divine thoughts reached out to the mask, and he was bounced off by the mask again, and he could not see the true face of the mask man.

The masked man chuckled and said, "I am a recluse person in this world, and I broke through the barrier today and found that this world has changed greatly. ”

He walked towards Yang Jiong, his steps were relaxed and casual, and he pointed in the direction of the Goddess Peak as he walked: "I live in seclusion on the peak in front of me, and I have time to invite Taoist friends to go to my cave to rest." We can explore the problems in our cultivation, learn from each other's strengths, and make progress together. ”

Yang Jiong said in his heart: "He said that he was practicing in seclusion at the Goddess Peak, who is the skeleton in the stone cave? ”

Seeing that person walking towards him, Yang Jiong was vigilant and involuntarily stepped back.

Wang Yu has a little mana in the Purple Mansion in the past few days, but these mana are only enough for him to use two or three moves. Only by getting close to Yang Jiong's side can he consume the least amount of mana and quickly restrain him.

Yang Jiong kept retreating, always keeping a distance of twenty zhang from him. At this distance, his spell attack is much weaker.

Yang Jiong is a god realm, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he may escape. As long as Yang Jiong flies away from here, Wang Yu has no mana to fly and pursue, and the cooked duck will inevitably fly away again.

If you don't make a move, you won't have a chance. Wang Yu suddenly used a confining technique, and at the same time quickly flashed to Yang Jiong's side. Confinement is a ranged spell that consumes a lot of mana. In one fell swoop, he used up most of the mana he had accumulated.

Yang Jiong was trapped in a quagmire, and his body was slow and difficult. Wang Yu quickly stepped forward, and another mana formed a second confinement around Yang Jiong's body. There seemed to be an invisible wall around it, completely trapping Yang Jiong there.

The two mana were used, and Wang Yu's magic pool was empty, and he only held the flying sword in his hand and looked at Yang Jiong with fierce eyes. The duck was already cooked, and Wang Yu took off his mask and laughed proudly.

This masked man is a divine envoy, and it turns out that the divine envoy has long been in the lower realm. Yang Jiong was in a state of panic for a while, and when he was frightened, the mana in his whole body surged out wildly, rushing to the restraints outside his body. His mana was strong, and he broke through the first confinement by mistake.

He was light, and he flew into the sky. It had just risen a few feet, and was blocked by an invisible soft wall, which was the second confinement. Yang Jiong's body was surrounded by invisible soft walls.

Yang Jiong was so brave that he quickly broke free from the first confinement. Wang Yu was surprised in his heart, and stabbed at Yang Jiong with the flying sword in his hand. He didn't have the mana sword, he could only wield it in his hand.

He stabbed Yang Jiong with a sword, and as if he defeated Ge, he only stabbed three inches, but he didn't succeed in piercing Yang Jiong's body. His flying sword is a magic weapon in the cultivation realm, and there is no one in this world who can stand in its way. didn't know that Yang Jiong's body had been tempered by the vitality of heaven and earth, and it was already so powerful that ordinary swords would not hurt.

Wang Yu's second sword was slashed, and Yang Jiong waved the dragon and descending staff to block it. The sword staff intersected, Wang Yu's hand holding the sword shook a few times, and the flying sword almost flew out of his hand.

Yang Jiong waved his staff and struck at the invisible confinement around him. He was tormented by the divine messenger for several days, and every day was worse than death, and it was ten thousand times more painful than suffering in hell. If it fell into his hands this time, Yang Jiong really didn't dare to imagine that kind of result.

He followed one staff after another, and his mana guided the staff to smash in all directions. The dragon descending staff has a bonus effect on mana, and after dozens of rods, the invisible barrier is crumbling, and Yang Jiong is about to break the ban.

Wang Yu was shocked, he really couldn't imagine how Yang Jiong could have such a strong mana. It stands to reason that he has just entered the early stage of Qi cultivation, and in this confinement technique, he can only obediently restrain his hands, and give him a day to break out of the confinement.

According to common sense, a foundation building is in the middle stage of imprisoning a Qi cultivation stage. It's like an adult confines a three-year-old child. At this time, the scene was far beyond common sense, and Wang Yu was a little stunned for a while. It wasn't until Yang Jiong broke through the last layer of confinement and rushed towards him with his staff that he woke up.

Yang Jiong broke the ban and did not run away as soon as he broke the ban, and the divine envoy had a deep hatred with him, and he did not share the sky. There were only two words in his mind, "revenge", and his blood-red eyes were already mad, forgetting his fear, forgetting that the divine envoy was a powerful foundation building monk, and rushed over with his staff.

The monk used mana to resist the sword, and the flying sword disappeared without a trace, as fast as lightning. And the flight of the flying sword is as free as you like, and it is unfathomable. Wang Yu didn't have the mana to resist the sword, so he only held the flying sword in his hand to defend against the enemy. The flying sword in the hand is not the same as the flying sword driven by mana, and the power is very different.

Yang Jiong's staff sank vigorously, and he smashed down on Wang Yu's head. Wang Yu dodged and swung his sword towards the dragon descenting staff.

There was a soft sound of "bang", and Wang Yu's hand couldn't help but tremble again. His divine thoughts were connected to the flying sword, and his head instantly became dizzy and there was a sharp pain. It was as if he had been hit hard in his mind, and his mind had been slightly damaged.

His flying sword is made of the essence of the five elements, and it belongs to the low-grade magic weapon. Not only did he not cut off the wooden staff, but he was almost free of his hand by the shock of the wooden staff.

Yang Jiongkong has a body of mana, but he can't use it. Wang Yu can use it, but he doesn't have any mana. The two people who embarked on the road of cultivating the truth started a hand-to-hand fight on the top of the mountain. Looking closely, Yang Jiong obviously wanted to win a domain, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and gradually beat Wang Yu to the point that he had no power to fight back.

Yang Jiong entered the Tao with martial arts, and he knew several kinds of martial arts in Bailan Temple. Although there are physical cultivators in the cultivation world, there is no martial arts training. Wang Yu's flying sword was sharp, and he was not Yang Jiong's opponent, and after a few clanging sounds, several gaps appeared on the flying sword, and then it broke into two with a light sound.

Wang Yu stared at a pair of godless eyes, his face was pale, and he was knocked to the ground by Yang Jiong's cane.

Normally, a flying sword collision would not damage the divine mind. Unless the flying sword is too damaged, it will hurt the divine thoughts. Yang Jiong's crutches were extremely hard and powerful, as long as he collided with the flying sword, the flying sword would be damaged once. The more serious the collision, the more serious the injury, and Wang Yu's divine mind was damaged once.

With the last heavy blow, the flying sword was interrupted, and his mind was seriously injured, and he could no longer bear it and fainted.

Yang Jiong was cut several times by a flying sword and turned into a bloody man. He didn't care about stopping the bleeding, and walked up to Wang Yu with a cane.

He had been looking forward to this moment for several months, thinking about it every day, thinking about it all the time, and today it has finally come true. After looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, Yang Jiong raised his crutches and smashed it down on the top of the divine envoy's head.

As soon as he was halfway through the smash, Yang Jiong deflected his crutch and hit the shoulder of the divine envoy. He shot out with hatred and used mana again. The crutches were like knives, knocking one of the oracle's arms off his body. Any object, as long as it is fast enough, is destructive.

Hit hard, Wang Yu opened his eyes in pain. Then he watched the crutches carrying the sound of the wind and knocked off his other arm, without giving Wang Yu any time to react.

Yang Jiong raised his crutches again, and Wang Yu screamed miserably: "Daoyou's subordinates are merciful, please be merciful, I have something to say." ”

Yang Jiong said: "If you have something to say, let it go quickly." The crutches still fell like lightning, separating one of Wang Yu's legs from his knees. Then another cane fell, breaking the other leg from the knee.

Wang Yu became a real-life version of the human being, and his torso, which had no limbs, kept shaking on the ground. The screams were heart-rending, and they could almost be transmitted down to the Nine Shadows and up to the Nine Heavens.

Yang Jiong's mood has never been so comfortable, he looked up to the sky and smiled: "Xiangyi, Master Zhengde, I will avenge you now." Can you watch from heaven to earth?" laughed as he raised his staff.

Wang Yu hurriedly said: "When is the time for retribution, why don't Yang Daoyou turn war with me." Wait until I take you to the Southern Netherworld Continent and promote you to an inner disciple, and the future is unlimited. How about we shake hands and make peace?"

Yang Jiong paused for a moment with the staff in his hand, he didn't know anything about the cultivation world, let alone where Wang Yu was talking about the Southern Netherworld Continent, and what kind of identity the inner disciple was.

Wang Yu continued: "You and I have no grudges, in Longteng, you hurt me first, and I hurt you later." Now if you cut off my limbs, you will take revenge on Babula. Without me taking you, you can't enter the Southern Underworld Continent. I can't even enter the sect to enjoy all kinds of cultivation resources and exercises. ”

His limbs were severed, and as long as he could return to his master's gate, he asked the elders of the sect to help him recover. For those who cultivate the truth, except for the Purple Mansion, other body parts, as long as they have heavenly treasures, they will have a chance to recover.

Yang Jiong looked down at him and said, "Tell me what you know about the cultivation exercises, and report the situation in the cultivation realm truthfully." He casually stopped the bleeding on Wang Yu's body.

There was hope for his life, Wang Yu hurriedly introduced the situation in the cultivation realm, and babbled for more than an hour.