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Chapter 376 Golden Beamon, God of War Behemoth

The descendants of the primeval people, from the powerful family of the primeval people, the treasures that have been retained are strong, and it is not a strange thing for the flying shuttle to appear, if it is not, it is not normal. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info// update fast //

No matter what kind of existence it is, if you want to survive on the continent and don't have something to deter at hand, you may not be able to survive.

When the Flying Shuttle appeared, Yang Jian was slightly stunned, this primeval descendant is worthy of being left by a big force, just for this thing, it is not comparable to ordinary families.

The appearance of the Flying Shuttle couldn't help but remind Yang Jian that the terrifying warship of the Horror Ghost King was a first-class treasure, and if the Flying Shuttle in front of him was right, it would definitely be smashed into pieces.

"You're not up?"

Wan Xiaoqing saw that Yang Jian was not on the boat, and she was curious in her heart, the danger here, even she didn't have any confidence, but this person didn't come up.

Yang Jian shook his head, "I'm not going to go, just attacking, I didn't pay attention to it!"

If it was replaced by another person, Wan Xiaoqing would definitely not believe it, it is hard to guarantee that she thinks she is bragging, Yang Jian is different, the skeleton king has been beaten away, there are doubts in her heart, she didn't doubt it, maybe someone really has a way.

The flying shuttle is about fifteen zhang long, the hull is not very large, and the victory is smooth in the lines, which is the most suitable for shuttling in the void, and the general enemy cannot catch up.

In fact, if it weren't for the danger here, Wan Xiaoqing would not be very willing to use the Flying Shuttle, which is a first-class good thing on the mainland.

Such a good thing is not rarely possessed by top forces, which is specially used to hurry.

Yang Jian has never cared much about things like the Flying Sky Shuttle, cultivators cultivate both inside and outside, and their physical bodies are strong, and they can cross the extraterritorial starry sky.

The attack in front of him was purely regarded as a tempering.

The flying shuttle moved, just verifying the name of the ship, and shook slightly, leaving a phantom, and the hull of the ship appeared inside, and a loud rumbling sound followed.

In the face of the stormy attack, the Flying Lock had no problems from beginning to end, except for the initial shaking, which blocked this ferocious attack, but also kept consuming energy.

"It's time for me to go, too!"

"Death Wings!"

Comprehending the Death Spear, Yang Jian once again used the death qi here, grabbed it out with one hand, and directly refined the rich death qi.

The idea is bloody.

Teleportation is good, but it is not the best, Yang Jian once saw someone in the immortal world refining the wings of the starry sky, up to the Nine Heavens, down to the Yellow Spring, a matter between thoughts.

Yang Jian came up with the idea of refining the Death Wings.

With such a strong aura of death, Yang Jian would be a fool if he didn't use it.

"Drink!"

With the blessing of mana, a lot of mana was consumed, and the refining of a pair of death wings was completed, and the efficiency was very fast, but it was relatively rough.

I was able to use it for the time being.

There are countless ice sculptures here, and Yang Jian's teleportation doesn't dare to use it, so he has to use the Death Wings.

Under the random movement of the heart, there is a pair of gray wings on the body, and under a thought, it flies out, without any discomfort, on the contrary, it experiences more pleasure.

As soon as he stepped into the death zone, he formed a grid-like attack, and instantly conjured up a sword mountain fire feather, and the momentum of thunder swept in.

Yang Jian's wings moved, without exerting his mana, and rushed into this attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Jian's body suddenly became a hard boulder, allowing the attack to fall on his body, ** Under the Xuan Gong, the body was strong, and the attack fell on the body, as if an egg was smashed on the body, and they were disintegrated one by one.

"This attack is really terrifying, if someone else comes over, a critical hit, you have to hang up!"

Yang Jian clearly sensed that the power brought by this wave of attacks, fortunately, he was strong and blocked the attack, and the original ** Xuan Gong that was not moving has been improved.

The wings of death danced, and Yang Jian became a whirlwind, rampage.

"Little demon, this friend of yours is really terrifying, his physical body has reached such a level, once he becomes the main god, he is definitely a first-class powerhouse among the main gods!"

Wan Xiaoqing has the ability to resist the demi-main god, let her resist the attack from the outside, she asked herself if she can't do it, this is a physical gap.

In the past, the primeval powerhouses, the physical body was strong, and they almost didn't need divine power, and directly attacked the enemy with martial arts, but now, they have to use divine power to become strong, which is inevitably a kind of helplessness.

"He's really good!"

The group moved inside, and Yang Jian was exercising while looking at the characters in the ice sculpture.

"This person is strong-blooded, not a human, but a beast powerhouse, and now he is an existence like a main god, such a character has been suppressed, and the undead master is really so powerful?"

Looking at the ice sculptures one by one, they are basically dead, and they are covered with yin qi all over their bodies, which has become a good material for the top.

Of course, Yang Jian doesn't know very well, in the primeval period, the masters were like clouds, and the high-ranking gods walked all over the ground, and they were almost invisible on the street like now, and they were all hidden.

The number of high-ranking gods killed by Yang Jian's hands is also quite limited.

Along the way, the ice sculptures are all strong people like the main gods.

Yang Jian suspected that he had come to the wrong place, and he had simply given himself a great fortune.

The more he went inside, the stronger the aura became, Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally sensed a powerful aura with a faint vitality.

It was a beast of about ten zhang, which reminded Yang Jian of a powerful race on this continent

Beamon!

The Beamons, a vanished race, are quite powerful.

This Beamon happens to be the most powerful of the Golden Beamon, the same strength, one-sided situation.

"Good guys!"

Yang Jian sighed, he didn't expect that here, there would be a golden Beamon, the aura that emanated, with the power of the main god, his own strength seemed to have fallen to the top god.

It can be seen that he was the strongest among the main gods at the beginning, and after the yin qi continued to corrode, he was suppressed for countless years, and no matter how strong his strength was, he fell down.

Of course, there are exceptions to this;

Suddenly, Golden Beamon, whose eyes were tightly closed, opened his eyes out of thin air, and his golden eyes erupted with infinite killing intent, piercing the sky, even if he was suppressed in the ice sculpture, the killing intent was terrifying.

If you completely burst out with killing intent, your mind is not strong, and you will become an idiot in an instant.

"Okay, that's great, Golden Bimeng, there's no better thug than this!" Yang Jian smiled in his heart, at present, he has a charging demonic beast in his hand, which is much inferior to Golden Bimeng, "If you build a heavy weapon and go down with a stick, then it's not that instant kill?"

Yang Jian was about to move, and he wanted to get the golden Beamon out immediately, but he finally held back.

In order to get the golden beamon out, Yang Jian must find the treasure that releases the yin qi, and then forcibly break the ice sculpture.

Remembering the location of Golden Beamon, Yang Jian has a Deathwing, and there is nothing in the Ninth Layer of Death to prevent him from flying.

When another human-shaped ice sculpture appeared, Yang Jian was shocked again.

If gold is more terrifying than Meng, then this behemoth in front of you is definitely not a problem to be called a weapon of war.

This is a war behemoth!

Yang Jian is very interested in war, and he is also interested in the war's monsters, such as the war beast in front of him.

"Good fellow, this war beast, life is so strong, it can hold on until now!"

Even if it was sealed, the mighty breath of war rushed straight to the Tower of Death, such a behemoth, Yang Jian could imagine that if this was on the battlefield, any army would turn to ashes.

"If I transform the war beast, I will definitely be able to hold the ultimate hole card in my hand, who the will not accept it, the war beast will be sent out, and it will be smashed directly by the Yellow Dragon, and the mountain gate array will be forcibly broken!"

Finding Beamon and the War Behemoth at once, either is a rarity.

The beast clan is now left with descendants, and the Beamon clan is estimated to have disappeared early, and as for the war beast, this one in front of me is probably the last.

Yang Jian is very excited about such good goods.

The next ice sculptures basically lost their vitality.

The beast clan does have an innate advantage in this regard, its vitality is majestic, and it has a greater chance of surviving.

All the way inside, there were fewer and fewer ice sculptures, and the aura became stronger and stronger.

The flying Flying Shuttle stopped, and an ice sculpture appeared not far away, and an old man in it flowed with breath, and the breath was the main god, not comparable to the previous Beamon and the war beast.

"Could it be that this is their ancestor? suppressed here, under the corrosion of yin qi, it hasn't been hung up yet?" Yang Jian was not surprised.

Those who have cultivated the exercises and those who have not cultivated the exercises have a better chance of surviving.

The attacks here are even more violent, with each attack, the entire mountain is pressed down, and there is no limit to the divine sense, and after observation, there is no vitality around.

Fly on the shuttle!

Yang Jian walked in.

The ancestors of the primeval descendants have been discovered, and all that remains is probably how to rescue them.

Wan Xiaoqing They are looking for the key, then there must be a way, instead of relying on force to crack it, here is the formation of the chain method, no matter which one is attacked, it is equivalent to facing all the carvings.

Just imagine what such an attack could do, and maybe it would lead to an even more violent attack.

"Senior Yang, the ice sculpture outside is the ancestor of our primeval clan. Wan Xiaoqing named the origin, "Now that the ancestor is sealed, we can't think of any other way except you here, so we have to entrust you to help!"

Finding that the ancestor was not dead, Wan Xiaoqing and they were often relieved.

A main god is in charge, and nothing can be done.

After all, after reaching the main god, their battles are earth-shattering, and there are usually few casualties on the shore, not to mention, after reaching the main god, it is not so easy to kill.

No matter what it is, it's basically a separate trip.

A main god can keep splitting and tearing apart the soul, but the loss of one doppelganger has a great impact on the main body.

There is a big difference between using the main god and not having the main god.

As soon as people hear that there is a main god, they don't dare to offend easily, once they provoke the main god, they move their fingers, and the whole family will be finished.

The main god is the equivalent of an atomic bomb.

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