I don't know which blood mold has fallen on the terrain of thousands of miles today, and I have honestly done barren sand dunes for thousands of years, but today I was bombarded by the damn God.

It was miserable enough to be razed to the ground from the bumps, but the damn god was not satisfied, and forcibly turned it into a huge canyon that sank hundreds of feet, and saw the dark black cloud in the sky dissipate and leave, but this grand canyon did not have time to rejoice, and was fucked by a guy with three eyes and a guy in a dragon robe.

This is probably what the world often says about the house leak when it rains overnight, and the persimmon is found to be soft and pinched, so it is destined to be difficult to stop this day, but fortunately it is just a big canyon, not a human, not a beast, and will not open its mouth to scold God to fuck you, nor will it say a word to the two guys who are here to fight a big battle, get away.

All it could do was prove that it had been devastated with a mess of land.

Yang Jian was still walking, but his steps seemed to be very difficult, and every time he lifted his foot wanted to step down, it was very difficult, as if something was pushing under his feet.

Sixteen divine weapons had all shot out, and although they were invisible, the aura of slaughter made the void scream.

Fortunately, this place is barren, otherwise they can really let people see what it means to pass through the place, and not a single grass grows.

The Jade Emperor, who usually does not show mountains and waters, finally raised the hand behind him after facing the sixteen invincible divine weapons.

His palms are very ordinary, without the white and slender skin of a woman in the boudoir, nor the thick calluses of an old farmer in the field, but there are clearly visible veins and veins on his hands, crisscrossing them, like a dragon and a snake.

In fact, there was really a celestial dragon in his palm, and when he slowly pushed that palm out, a high-pitched dragon roar that broke through the sky instantly rang out.

The sixteen divine weapons seemed to have been subjected to great resistance, and unlike the previous unstoppable momentum, each step now became extremely difficult.

The corners of the Jade Emperor's mouth hooked with coldness, his five fingers were closed, and in an instant, a golden dragon suddenly rushed out of his hand, and every movement of his body made this canyon formed by the desert roll up one huge tornado.

Sixteen divine weapons hummed, and the aura of slaughter was drowned out by the golden dragon, and it rushed forward, a coercion that made mortals shudder in the place.

Yang Jianyi, who no longer stepped on, grasped the three-pointed two-edged knife in front of him, and the tips of his back feet were on the void, and the tips of his front feet were also on the void, back and forth, often repeatedly.

Then, like a sharp blade unsheathed, like a wild horse unleashed.

His speed was unbelievably fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the golden dragon.

He grabbed the three-pointed, two-edged knife in both hands and leaped to his feet, his white robe drumming in the air.

A cold light fell from a great height, and at first glance, it looked like a waterfall that flowed down 3,000 feet.

The Jade Emperor in the distance raised his virtual hand, and the golden dragon turned to the sky.

With a sonorous thud, the three-pointed, two-edged knife landed heavily on the golden dragon's dragon claws, and sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound was piercing.

A surging energy rippled out of a radius of thousands of miles in an instant, and all the tornadoes that danced with the dragon were broken in one fell swoop, turning into smoke and dust in the sky, how to rise and how to fall.

The Jade Emperor raised his hand and waved, and the big tail of the golden dragon smashed towards Yang Jian with the power of ten thousand jun, Yang Jian's face was expressionless, and he stepped out on the spot, and the sixteen divine weapons that had been blocked from going before shot out in an instant, and crashed into the dragon tail together.

Sonorous sounds rang out one after another, and sparks splashed.

Sixteen seemingly indestructible divine weapons, after crashing into the dragon's tail, only left a dozen white lines on it, and even the dragon scales were not broken.

The Jade Emperor sneered, but in the next second, his brows furrowed again.

I saw that the original three-pointed two-edged knife was restrained by the dragon's claws, so Yang Jian, who couldn't pull out, didn't know how to pull out the three-pointed two-edged knife after the sixteen divine weapons crashed into the dragon's tail.

Immediately after that, he stepped on the dragon's claws, his body moved like an ape, and the whole person held the murderous weapon, reversed it in the sky like a top, and slashed the void into a thunderous three-pointed two-edged knife, and fell heavily on the forehead of the golden dragon.

After a sonorous sound, it was the sound of a sharp blade sinking into the flesh.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon, whose forehead was cut with a huge wound, couldn't help but open its mouth and roared, and a strong wind like a heavy hammer erupted from its mouth, directly hitting Yang Jian's abdomen, connecting his whole person to the three-pointed two-edged knife, knocking out more than a hundred feet.

Yang Jian's footsteps cut a deep furrow on the ground, and finally stopped at the cost of his shoes grinding to pieces, the corners of his mouth overflowed with scarlet and bright blood, but he was still calm as usual.

The Jade Emperor looked at the deep blood groove on the golden dragon's forehead, and his face was a little gloomy.

He knew that his nephew, who had no emotion, was born with divine powers, but now it seemed that he still underestimated him a little.

"It's a shame that you can't be used by me."

He put up his hands and looked at Yang Jian with regretful eyes.

Yang Jian just glanced at him indifferently, and then walked forward again.

It was indeed moving forward, and he walked very slowly.

But after a few moments, his steps became faster, and perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as a forward.

A few more steps, and he was in the blink of an eye.

And the Jade Emperor just raised his hand expressionlessly, and then pressed it down, a very inexplicable movement.

If someone who can't cultivate at home sees it, they will definitely think that he is playing tricks, but this is not the case.

After his muscles and veins intertwined like a dragon and snake pressed down, a huge seal with a radius of dozens of zhang appeared in the void.

That seal contains the power of heaven, although it is far inferior to the heavenly tribulation, but it is by no means something that ordinary people can bear.

The seal fell heavily, like a mountain descending.

Yang Jian, who was striding forward, had to stop his body and move the three-pointed two-edged knife towards the sky.

Boom.

The seal shook the ground around Yang Jian into a deep pit, and the three-pointed two-edged knife was bent a little, letting out an overwhelmed wail, and Yang Jian was also bent down.

The corners of the Jade Emperor's mouth sneered.

"No matter how much you are born with divine power, what's the use?"

"Why is it useless?"

Yang Jian, who was bent over, responded in a low voice, his whole body was violent, one by one, and there was a tendency to break through his body at any time.

There was a creaking sound in the place, like an old wooden door being pushed open.

The seal was propped up little by little, and Yang Jian's body straightened up little by little.

Divine power is useless, how to stand up to the sky?

(End of chapter)