Yang Jun swept around, but did not find Sha Qi and Ma Chao and others, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. However, no senior brother Weishan Huyue and Shi Dun and others were found.

"I hope Senior Brother Yue and others will not be implicated. ”

Although it has only been less than a day since I came into contact with Senior Brother Yue and others in Weishan Lake, everyone has experienced the moment of life and death together, and Senior Brother Yue looks cold-faced, but he is warm-hearted, which is rare among monks.

The children of Jiang Mansion stood respectfully behind Jiang Chuan, silent. Jiang Chuan and Xiang Huainan stood on the lookout platform and looked into the distance, although they couldn't see the expressions of the three of them, but the atmosphere was very depressing.

Yang Jun was curious, stepped on his foot, and looked into the distance. I was shocked when I saw the scene in the distance.

The earth in the distance was the direction in which Yang Jun came, and the entire earth was like a giant human face. It was like a face floating on its back on the water, and his body was buried deep in the dirt.

The wind and snow hall is sitting on the forehead of this person's face, like a thin needle, piercing the center of the eyebrows. The rivers of magma are like bloody scars, bubbling with blood, and the swaying fire trees are like clumps of hair moving in the wind.

And the Crescent Blood Lake that Yang Jun passed by was like two bloody eyes with two eyelids slightly open, and the gray boulder on the shore of the Crescent Lake was the eyeballs. The sloping hill and the cave are the bridge of the nose and the two nostrils. And the long man-eating cliff is the mouth, and the earth thorns and stone pillars with interlaced canine teeth in the cliff are sharp teeth.

"Oh my God, that's a god!" Yang Jun groaned.

At this time, over Chenghuang Mountain, black fog was rolling, and the hot wind was shouting, like the end of the world. The black fog grew thicker and thicker, slowly obscuring the white light over the platform.

Jiang Chuan put his hands behind his back, stared up at the black mist above, his expression became more and more cold, and his face was almost dripping.

But at this moment, the black fog shook and dispersed, and more than a dozen gray shadows emerged from the black fog, and with a "boom", they all fell on the lookout platform, shaking the earth slightly, and the people on the lookout platform looked over in surprise.

These strange people who came were tall, nearly a zhang tall, especially the middle three, who were more than a zhang tall. Jiang Chuan was originally a burly person, but in front of them, he looked like a dwarf.

These strange men were covered in dark gray complexion, covered with rattan armor, with two horns on the top of their heads, and four ears like tiger ears, clinging to the sides of their heads. On the exposed face, arms, and legs, there are red blood troughs, and the blood flows in them, but it does not drip down, which looks very strange.

"It's actually the Yama Clan of the Western Earth Divine Kingdom!" Yang Jun looked at the few strange people in front of him, and was shocked in his heart, "How did they cross the Hengduan Mountain Range and run here."

The Hengduan Mountains are like a moat, separating the wasteland from the kingdom of God, and it is said that the territory of the kingdom of God is vast and boundless, and it is ruled by the ten great gods, and the Yama tribe is among the ten major gods of the kingdom of God, and the tribe is inhabited by tribes.

This vast world is so vast that even the most learned and farthest travelers don't know how big this world is and where it ends.

According to the description of the barren history, in the north of the wasteland is the Demon Domain, in the east is the vast Daze, in the south is the Demon Court, and in the west is the Kingdom of God. The Demon Domain, Daze, the Demon Court and the Kingdom of God, the vastness of the land, the abundance of products, and the variety of races, far better than the wasteland, do not know how many, there are thousands of races living in the middle, all races compete with each other, and the waves are magnificent.

The gods, demons, and demons are the races favored by God, and their souls are natural, and they don't need to hunt for spirits like the human race.

The soul is natural, and it is the most compatible with itself, controlling the spiritual power, and ten percent of the spiritual power can exert twelve percent of the combat power. Therefore, if a Terran monk of the same realm fights with the three clans, he will often fall behind.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the wasteland was not established, and the human race was the slave and blood food of the three races, and it was the darkest hour for the human race.

The ancestors of the Terrans, the blue wisps of the road, overcame thorns and thorns, and finally found the wasteland as the root of the Terran life, threw their heads and spilled blood, only sacrifice, opened up the wasteland, and established a place for the Terran to survive.

But I heard that in the Kingdom of God, the Demon Domain, and the Demon Court, there are still a large number of countless human races, and the number of human races there far exceeds that of the Wasteland Human race. And their survival situation is extremely miserable.

"Yan Molou, what are you doing here?" Seeing these strange people in front of him, Jiang Chuan asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, Jiang City Lord, what are we doing here? Of course we are here to kill you!" The Yan Molou turned out to be a woman, and she opened her mouth to mock Jiang Chuan.

"Bold!" Jiang Shiming, who was standing behind Jiang Chuan, saw that his father was insulted, how could he bear it, and jumped out at the moment, "What kind of thing are you, you dare to provoke me Yanran City!"

Jiang Shiming was about to continue, but Jiang Chuan waved his hand and asked him to retreat. Jiang Shiming could only stare at the Yan Mo Lou fiercely, unwilling to retreat and stand behind Jiang Chuan.

"Just a few of you, I'm afraid it's not enough to see!" Jiang Chuan looked at Yan Molou and said.

This Yama Lou is the realm of god generals, which is equivalent to the realm of human generals, but Jiangchuan's six rounds of high-level generals have been strong for many years, and their strength is stronger than that of Yama Lou.

The three races of demons, gods, and demons, the division of the cultivation realm is similar to that of the human race, but there is no such thing as catching spirits and seizing spirits, so they are divided into the power realm, the martial realm and the spirit realm, which is equivalent to the human race's opening pulse, opening wheel and soul realm.

According to their combat power, the two clans of gods and demons are subdivided into soldiers, captains, generals, kings and honors. The demon clan is divided into the power realm demon, the martial realm demon, the giant demon, the spirit realm demon king and the demon venerable.

Moreover, beside Jiang Chuan, there are two generals, Xiang Huainan and Sha Qima, so Jiang Chuan is not afraid of Yan Molou and a few people.

"When I say I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!

Jiang Chuan's face was slightly angry, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, at this moment he didn't know what this Yan Molou relied on, and he actually made a big deal of nonsense here.

"Today, all of you are going to die here, sacrificing the ancestors of my clan! The blood and weeping of the human race are my favorites, Ji Ji." Another Yama member on the edge of the Yama Tower spoke.

"Yan Motie don't talk nonsense with them, kill!" Yan Molou said,

"One by one, Jiang Chuan, I will deal with it, which thin and tall one are you responsible for, Yan Motong, and the old man will be handed over to you. The rest of the people and others fought together, and they must let the group of animals in front of them bleed. ”

"Cattle, you should be here or your kingdom of God!" Sha Qi on the side was furious, his black mouth was open, a few uglier than those people of the Yama tribe, he didn't say a word, one flew up and pounced, his hands were folded, and then he pushed out from his chest, and a pair of green jade palms slammed into Yan Mo Tong.

At the same time, Yan Molou and Yan Motie also flew in and shot at Jiang Chuan and Xiang Huainan.

After the Divine Kingdom Divine Clan entered the martial realm, the aura was all golden, and there were three Yan Molou, and the spiritual power was running, and the whole body was golden, like a god descending to earth.

The bright moon shines on the sea god skill in the hands of Jiang Chuan, and the style of "following the waves for thousands of miles" is launched, and the spiritual power is vast, like a river, far better than Yang Jun who doesn't know how many mortals.

In his field wheel, a Ahuizotl looms, just wait for his seven rounds to open, the rainbow bridge through, and the heavenly river upside down, then the Ahuizotl martial spirit in the field wheel can follow the rainbow bridge, go upstream, go straight to the spirit wheel, and turn into a soul soul.

Xiang Huainan saw Yan Motie flying over, his body was immovable, the thumb of his right hand pressed down, and the long sword behind his back popped out, and the silver light appeared, like lightning, and the long sword flew forward, with branches and branches, like silver flowers of fire trees.

It is the "Boiling Sky Yin Thunder Sword", the king-level town teaching method in the sea cloud thunder, and the first to kill.

In comparison, Sha Qima's purple jade stele opener looks bland and boring. However, the purple jade stele hand, as a high-level general-level exercise, has strong spiritual power, steady and steady, step by step, long breath, and tireless in battle, but it also has uniqueness.

In the face of the attack of the Yama Divine Clan, Jiang Chuan, Xiang Huainan and Sha Qima were not afraid, compared with the three Yama Divine Clan, although the three of them were much shorter, their momentum was not weak at all, and they even had a slight upper hand at this moment.

"Haha! carving insect skills, your human race's skill level is still so simple!" Yan Mo Tong mocked loudly, at this moment, Yan Mo Lou, Yan Mo Tie and Yan Mo Tong three people, the spiritual power burst out, and at the same time, a huge soul with a height of ten zhang appeared behind them, the proportion of the soul body was similar to theirs, but the face was blurred and could not be seen clearly.

Since the three of them are still in the martial realm and have not yet reached the spiritual realm, the spiritual power has not been injected into the soul and reached the realm of soul unity and soul plasticity.

Protoss monks, as long as they step into the martial realm, they can manifest their souls and control their spiritual power to assist the main body in battle. And the monks at the level of god generals, the soul dominates the spiritual power, and even the combat power is stronger than the main body, which is also the innate advantage of the god race.

As for the human race, in the stage of the opening wheel, the soul is not born, and only the martial spirit is planted in the field wheel, if the martial spirit is forcibly summoned out of the body, it will be injured by the evil qi of the outside world, and the foundation of cultivation will be damaged.

Therefore, the Terran monks, only when they reach the stage of war generals, the martial spirit is stable, and they use secret methods to transform the martial spirit into an illusion and participate in the battle, but the martial spirit is still in the body.

Before the six people came into contact, the spiritual power had already collided together, the spiritual power collided, the roar continued, and the air wave exploded the people on the underworld platform, shaking for a while.