Whether the current situation of the Jiang family is related to Yijiang or not, no one dares to make a conclusion, after all, when the Jiang family's men died, he was just a seed.

Issuing this emotion is just a sigh for the person who died early, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that such a tragedy is nothing more than someone trying to seize power.

After all, the lord of the Eastern Capital can control the income of the entire Eastern Capital, and the wealth of interests in it is enough to move people's hearts.

However, these Yi Jiang didn't have time to think about it at the moment, he was at an important moment of simomorphic transformation.

The morphological transformation of skeuomorphism is a very difficult process. That is to crush the formed simulacrum into powder, restore its essence, and then shape it again.

This process, compared to combing the pulse, is only a lot more painful. Fortunately, the companion Shenwu did not return to the body, otherwise he would no longer be able to carry out the skeuomorphic transformation. The accompanying Shenwu does not match the simulacrum, and the name of his god does not match the truth.

The divine consciousness transformed into the appearance of the body, and went straight to the dantian.

A condensed sword in the dantian exudes a warm luster under the cultivation of divine power. That is the simulacrum he cultivated when he was Jiang Yige. The little cyan sword is very pleasing to look at.

It's a pity.

Yi Jiang shouted in his heart that it was a pity, and his hands kept moving.

The little man of divine consciousness condensed a sword, the body of the sword was black, and golden auspicious clouds dotted on it.

This is exactly what Yi Jiang used to hold on to ten thousand blades.

The divine sense villain swung his sword and slashed towards the sword of the simulacrum, colliding with each other, and the battle between blue and white aroused thousands of divine lights and scattered the dantian.

"Shhhh It hurts!" "The mortal body really can't withstand too much stimulation, but the pain is painful, and it still has to continue."

Swinging the sword again, the two collided with each other, and the sword body that was as warm as jade emitted a wail like a cry, and suddenly broke into two.

Yi Jiang couldn't bear it, but he was helpless, so he settled down and swung his sword again.

When the sword body is broken, it becomes fragile. Yi Jiang can cut off with a single sword, I don't know how many swords he wielded, and the warm sword body finally became a fragment.

The divine power dissipated, and the divine power sword dissipated.

The pain of the fragmentation of the simulacrum is very bearable. Yijiang has divine power to protect the body, so that the pain will not be unrecognizable.

Immersed in the anthropomorphic transformation, he didn't notice that there was an extra person in his room, a person hidden in a black hood.

The man in black came silently and moving!

Yi Jiang was still tinkering in the dantian, he put away the sword, sat down cross-legged, unfolded the magic trick, and slowly smashed the pile of broken swords, returning to the state of true power.

This process is a relatively easy process compared to the broken sword. The scattered material transformation force, as long as the external force is stronger than it, it will obediently collapse, not to mention, when Yijiang has not yet returned, the divine will is eroding it with divine power.

Soon, there was no trace of the sword body in the dantian. After the disintegration of the sword body, the true power was quickly wrapped in divine power, and the milky white divine power wrapped around the cyan true power, slowly assimilating it and transforming it into divine power.

The divine consciousness villain wiped the sweat that did not exist on his head, and a smile appeared.

He slowed down for a moment and sat down cross-legged. Begins to condense the companion simulacrum.

The man in black quietly looked at Yi Jiang, who was sweating profusely, and distress flashed in his eyes.

The silk cloth appeared silently in his hand, like a ghost, he walked up to Yi Jiang and wiped the sweat on his head for him.

"It's really, I'm sorry for you!"

As a god, the ladder of this world, the person at the top, Yi Jiang was stunned and did not discover the existence of this person.

The man in black seemed to be able to see the movement in the Yijiang dantian, and saw the quaint scroll slowly becoming complete from a line, and his eyes crossed with satisfaction and unbearability.

This emotional look is incomprehensible.

Seeing that the simulacrum was about to take shape, the man in black condensed into a mysterious magic circle in his hand.

The mortal body is not comparable to the divine body, although Yijiang said that the divine soul and divine will have returned to its place, but the mortal body is a process that requires the right time and place. The crushing and reassembling of the simulacrum has already consumed a lot of physical strength, and even if the accompanying simulacrum is about to be completed, his physical strength is already at the end of the crossbow.

The man in black seemed to understand this problem as well, and he didn't make a ruthless move, just a light red shimmer, which was enough to make the companion simulacrum incomplete.

"How could it be?" Zong Ting had been protecting the Dharma for a long time, and when he saw that the power of heaven and earth that was about to come to the Divine Venerable's accompanying simulacrum, he suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, which meant that the simulacrum had failed.

How is this possible?

Yi Jiang also didn't expect that someone would break through the Dharma Protector Circle of Zong Ting and other True God Realm powerhouses and enter his room, forcibly destroying one of the bones of his companion Shenwu Demon Slayer Scroll.

Mortal bodies cannot withstand such great destructive power. Almost instantly, the divine consciousness withdrew from the dantian and returned to the main body. Yi Jiang opened his eyes, and the figure of the man in black was close at a moment's notice.

With a wave of his palm, the palm wind whistled away, bringing down a few good-looking porcelain. The man in black dodged and dodged, the red power met the palm wind, and with the sound of porcelain shattering, Zong Ting rushed in.

Yi Jiang naturally didn't want to fight with the man in black, he just wanted to call people. After all, at this moment, he is fragile like a porcelain doll, facing this man in black with red power, a proper cannon fodder.

"Protector!" Although Zong Ting was old, he was in good shape and had a loud voice. Soon, the powerhouses hidden in various parts of this imperial palace directly surrounded the man in black.

The man in black is not stupid, he saw a lot of people, and looked at Yijiang directly. At that glance, there was a smile full of smiles, and I couldn't tell what it meant.

"Ahh

The red streamer flashed, and the person was gone.

Seeing that the people were gone, Zong Ting hurriedly supported Yijiang.

"Divine Venerable?"

"It's okay, help me rest for a while. After all, it is a mortal body, too fragile. "It's good now, the simulacrum has not been completed, the companion's whereabouts are uncertain, and the blades don't know where they are. I seem to be a little unlucky.

Zong Ting helped Yi Jiang to the bed, and he was also a little overwhelmed.

The first god is not as strong as them, the acquired cultivation of the god realm, their strength is not good, and he has no way to heal the god venerable.

"Zongting. When the six gods were without masters, Zong Ting heard the tired voice of the gods.

"God, my subordinates are here. ”

Yi Jiang thought about the man in black, with a slender figure and red power. Red is the exclusive power of demon cultivation, and almost no one in the Divine Cultivation Continent will have the power of this color, even in the Western Regions, where the power of fire spirit is the direction of cultivation, the power is orange.

So......

How......

Yi Jiang remembered the woman he called Wannian Xiaomei, could it be her?

"Go and ask the Demon Venerable to come here!"

Zong Ting was stunned, but what could he do... Demon Venerable?

"The Demon Venerable who was born is the Nai He Divine Venerable!" "When did the Nai Shen Venerable become the Demon Venerable?"

"A small courtyard in the imperial capital. Yi Jiang raised his hand, and the white divine power flew into Zong Ting's mind, drawing the route. "Have a better attitude!"

Zong Ting heard this, and immediately went to invite it in person.

After Zong Ting left, Yi Jiang couldn't calm down.

Whether it was her or not, he always had to ask before he was reassured. If it weren't for her, who would that man in black be? That power must be above the level of the Eternal God Realm Venerable.

If it wasn't her, then when did a character appear they didn't know!