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Chapter 378 Three Old Men, Bird, What Are You Doing

Yang Jian acted quickly, and the corpses of one by one were taken in, and before the people present could fully react, almost all the corpses were collected. Pen fun Pavilion www.biquge.info// update fast //

Yang Jian took a lot of advantage here.

lost the suppression, the aura became even more chaotic, Wan Xiaoqing and his party couldn't come down, and the corpses that broke the seal were all given to Yang Jian for nothing.

"It's such a hard body, it's developed now, with these strong corpses, my demon path guards will no longer be a problem, if you arrange a combined attack formation again, the main god will have a headache..."

Yang Jian didn't mention how excited he was, he collected the beads a moment ago, and then harvested the corpses of the strong, although these corpses of the strong may not be a good thing in the immortal realm, but in the Xuantian Continent, it is a first-class good thing.

"Golden Beamon, war behemoth, I'm coming!"

After a moment's effort, the Eight Floating Slaughterhouses were filled with the corpses of the strong men, and Yang Jian's eyes were fixed on the two beast clan powerhouses.

The nine layers of death were unsealed, and only a handful of strong people survived.

Excluding the old man who escaped, there are five strong people left in the ninth layer of death, including two strong people of the beast clan, and the ninth layer of death, which is particularly conspicuous.

Yang Jian's strong attack, the ninth layer of death, the faces of the remaining powerhouses changed.

suppressed for a thousand years, broke the seal, and defeated the strong people they knew well, and had to let the remaining few people fight the spirit of one hundred and twenty.

The strength has not yet been restored, and it has lost a lot of confidence in speaking, and it has adopted the policy of not moving the enemy and not moving, and constantly recovering its strength.

Golden Beamon and War Behemoths As beasts, they are far less thoughtful than humans, and they will immediately die on the ninth floor, and they don't want to participate in the battle.

Yang Jian's ferocity made everyone vigilant and did not dare to make a move.

I'm afraid that he himself never thought that his accidental actions would bring them so much pressure, if he knew, Yang Jian couldn't help but shout loudly, "You also have this day!"

"I want to go, no way!"

The two beast clan powerhouses were leaving, and the most unhappy one was Yang Jian.

Six strong people, one ran, the remaining five, three humans, two orcs, Yang Jian doesn't like these old immortals very much, but likes the orcs.

Even if the three old men left, Yang Jian didn't think it was important, he made a strong move just now, and once he made a move against them, he might join forces to deal with him.

Yang Jian didn't think that they would regard themselves as lifesavers, unless he didn't make a move on them, and he would make a move on the strong of the beast clan, it would be completely different.

With a slight movement behind him, Deathwing passed through the space, blocking the Golden Beamon and the War Behemoth, and the posture clearly did not want them to leave the ninth layer of death.

Yang Jian's actions, the three old men breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the suppression, the masters of the mainland, however, kept consuming their strength, and could not replenish their energy, and at the same time, there was a thing that was not easy to block the invasion of dead air and not be wiped out by time.

"Qiansan, Liu Suifeng, I can't imagine that we will survive one day!"

An old man with black and white eyes sighed softly, and as he spoke, he appeared near another old man.

"Hey, time is a pig-killing knife, the old man is about to die, I didn't expect that there will be a day when it will come out, and the outside world may have changed a lot!"

"Paralyzed, *** undead master, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will destroy the kingdom of the undead, and my Qiansan will spend my life with him!" Qiansan is also an old man, his whole body seems to have become a long knife out of the sheath, and the murderous aura rises to the sky, how much he hates this undead master.

"Qiansan, you old immortal, after thousands of years of suppression, you are still so angry, I am Liu Suifeng. "Liu Suifeng's breath is very flat, just like an ordinary old man, but in those seemingly cloudy eyes, a fierce color flashes from time to time, and it is strange not to hate the undead master.

The only remaining old man, before the suppression, was also famous, listening to the words of the two old friends, he said lightly, "The undead master, I'm afraid it's not something we can fight against, the country of the undead must go, these years of suppression require them to pay a bloody price." ”

The aura of the three old men gathered together, if someone recognized it, it is estimated that their faces will change greatly, whether it is Liu Suifeng, Qiansan, or even Tiancang, they are all famous big people.

After complaining for a while, their eyes all fell on Yang Jian in the distance, and their eyes showed complicated looks, and no one could know what they were thinking.

"Have you seen the fame?" asked Tiancang, stroking his beard.

"Old man, your eyes are still so sharp, if the old man is not mistaken, this young man is cultivating extraterritorial exercises, not mainland exercises. Liu Suifeng's eyes lit up.

"The old man is not an ungrateful person, he will never go away, don't you think, this kid is not easy, maybe it will be useful to us!"

In the primeval period, the practice of mastery was rampant, and it was not as simple as it is now.

The knife technique, the unity of the human knife, the ferocious famous.

Qiansan said that, several people nodded one after another, they suppressed it for a long time, and their cultivation was regressive, so they could not offend this young man, try not to offend, and as soon as they made a move against the beast clan, they had a good impression.

These three people have never made a move, Yang Jian, who is fighting, has been paying attention to them with his divine sense, and at the slightest disturbance, the Yuan Shen escaped, restrained the three of them, and bought time for himself.

"Count them as interesting, I don't mind killing one more!"

Yang Jian retracted his divine sense and went all out to deal with the Golden Beamon and the War Behemoth in front of him.

In the face of the orcs, I will talk about it after I am convinced.

"6x attack, God of War God Fist!"

Yang Jian believed that those people behind him would not do stupid things, and in order to deter them again, he burst out with a 6-fold attack in one breath, and the fist shadow in the sky blasted towards Golden Beamon.

Today, he deserves to suffer more than the crime, even if he is unsealed, his own strength is almost exhausted, and the dead qi in his body has not been cleared, and he is barely suppressed, relying only on physical strength.

In the face of Yang Jian's 6 times the attack, it was a completely one-sided situation, the gold was stronger than Meng's body, but under such a wild bombardment, the huge body burst out of cracks one after another, and the golden blood stained the whole body, not to mention how pitiful it was.

Yang Jian's fist is ferocious, in order to leave a deep impression on the golden Bimeng, and it will be good to subdue the golden Bimeng, as for the war beast, it seems that it has not yet transformed into a shape, and its own strength is very strong, as mentioned above, under the suppression, the strength is almost dry, and there is no shelf but no combat effectiveness.

.......

"What a ferocious fist!"

"If it's me, I'm not an opponent for the time being, and it's not necessarily necessary to recover my strength!"

"I'm glad we didn't make a move!"

The three of them secretly rejoiced, don't think that the strong will be fools, the longer they live, the more careful they are about their old lives, anyway, there is no one else here, they are not afraid of losing face.

With the lessons of the past, they left, at least thanking them, not wanting to offend them completely.

What they want to do most now is actually to find a place to retreat, to drive out the dead qi in their bodies, instead of going to make a move, which is why the beads came out, knowing that it was a treasure, they chose to watch coldly.

Fortunately, if they did make a move, they would inevitably be seriously injured, and it would not be a good thing for them.

"Golden Beamon and the War Behemoth are going to lose!"

A flash of shock flashed in Amakura's eyes, and this expression also appeared on the other two.

Golden Beamon and the God of War Behemoth, they were both strong people back then, and few people dared to make a move in hand-to-hand combat, but now they were defeated by a little doll.

This is exactly 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

"Close!"

After Yang Jian beat the golden Beamon and the war giant beast to death, he opened the Eight Floating Slaughter and took it in, using the dragon qi inside. Suppressed to the death.

"Fight it, call it a day!"

Suppressing the two orc powerhouses in the Eight Futu, the rest is to subdue, for these strong men who were masters thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years ago, Yang Jian already had a way.

This battle was more serious than he imagined, and he rested for a while, and it was not until his mana recovered to eighty percent that Yang Jian opened his eyes.

"Three old men, see what tricks you plan to play!"

Before, Yang Jian had wanted to accept them and become his subordinates, but now it seems unlikely.

People stood here and never left, that is the best proof that the three of them joining forces is not a small trouble, and Yang Jian is unwilling to waste mana.

"If you can't take it in, then let them go, if these three people guess correctly, there must be their own forces handed down, once they are born, it will be very interesting, maybe it will harm a lot of people, and the one who escaped just now, I just figured it out, I don't know who that person is in the future... When did I become so insidious?"

In a thought, Yang Jian thought of a countermeasure.

"Three, why don't you go?"

They don't come forward, Yang Jian doesn't mind striking at it, don't think that you old men have a lot of face, Lao Tzu is not from this continent.

The three old men almost vomited blood, a little doll dared to ask that, the generation is different.

"Ahem!" Tiancang coughed several times, as if to remind the two partners, don't be angry, now that your cultivation has not recovered, it is a good thing not to do it, and you can't fight with a young man.

"Young man, you saved us, I want to ask you to leave a name, we will repay us in the future!" Tiancang finally squeezed out such a sentence.

Yang Jian said in his heart, "The three old men, they are still so tough, if they don't let you out to harm, they will all be devoured, paralyzed, dare to put on a posture for Lao Tzu!"

In fact, the three of them were suppressed by Yang Jian's force, and they didn't dare to make a move easily, and they might not be able to stop it if they were so close.

"There's no need to repay anything, I don't eat this set. Yang Jian was so faint that he didn't give face.

Set up a shelf for me, and Lao Tzu won't bird you.

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