Yang Jian has always acted domineeringly, and he doesn't rub sand in his eyes, which is like this in the Heavenly Palace, and even more unscrupulous and even a little arrogant in the mortal realm.

Su Chen was a little skeptical, whether the powerful Terran youth in front of him was a human being, and he guessed that this guy might be a spirit beast, and his temperament was not like the Terran at all, and he was incompatible with anyone.

Yang Jian kept his distance from the crowd, and in front of the crowd, he stared at a glowing box.

All the light in this cave comes from the speed of light in this box.

Everyone's attention was on the wooden box.

No one dared to approach, the light seemed to contain a dangerous smell, and with the enchantment of the cave before, they all guessed what dangerous object was sealed.

There are some words engraved on the wooden box, but they are all unintelligible characters.

"This is the word of the Wu Clan, I know!"

Some people recognized these characters, after all, cultivators from all over the world, and some people had dealt with the Wu clan.

"This is a treasure chest left by the Sage of the Wu Clan!"

The man sighed after taking a closer look at the characters.

"Witch ...... Sage?"

Everyone gasped, the Wu Clan was not interested, because the current World Dao Wu Clan was about to be wiped out, and the Human Race was rising. The cultivators of the Wu clan are extremely rare, and they are hostile to each other with the human race.

But the Sage of the Wu Clan is very unusual, when it comes to the cultivation of the Sage, it is not just a matter of race, the real strong can transcend racial discrimination and be highly respected.

What the sage left behind naturally became a treasure in the eyes of everyone.

At this moment, Yang Jian only had this treasure chest in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to open it.

The box was just a crack in it, and a strong golden light shone from inside, and the people who shook it couldn't open their eyes.

The originally dim cave instantly seemed to be full of sunlight.

All the cultivators couldn't open their eyes for an instant because of this beam of light. However, everyone immediately realized that Yang Jian couldn't be allowed to occupy this treasure alone!

Everyone rushed up, and the light inside the box became darker and darker, and it was finally possible to see it with the naked eye.

It is a robe, neatly folded, I don't know how many years have passed, the robe is still as new as ever, and it is spotless.

Yang Jian opened his robe and found no other objects in the box.

However, he still calmly put the robe in his hand, and then turned his head to the crowd: "I opened the enchantment, and the things naturally belong to me, everything pays attention to the first come, first come, you go to other places to find treasures!"

"Are you talking in a dream? So many people come to hunt for treasures, why do you want to give them to you?"

Someone immediately stood up to provoke, before they were very dissatisfied with Yang Jian, but because of Yang Jian's advanced cultivation, there was no need for them to be angry, but now it is different, the treasure appears, and everyone can take this risk for their own interests.

"Oh, who wants to take the treasure from me? I'll give him a chance. ”

Yang Jian smiled faintly, his smile was very contemptuous, and his tone did not put everyone in his eyes at all.

"I'm here to challenge you!"

The person who said this was the young man who had translated the Wiccan language before.

This person's cultivation is not bad, at a young age, he is already in the middle level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, and in the overall echelon, his cultivation is also among the best.

He seemed to recognize this treasure and knew the value of this robe, so he was unwilling to be taken away directly by Yang Jian, and jumped out and began to challenge Yang Jian.

Terran cultivators, what they are best at is the use of spiritual power, plus close combat. This young man was holding a heavy axe, the size of a water tank in his hand, and he was a cultivator with physical talent beyond ordinary people.

This person put on the knife and axe directly, without any fancy movements, but judging from his expression and posture, he didn't show any signs of keeping his hands, and directly used his strongest move, the purpose was to directly take Yang Jian's head and take the treasure for himself.

"Get out!"

Yang Jian grabbed the robe with one hand, and carried a spear in the other hand at all times, his eyes shot a cold light, and he felt the killing intent of the other party, so he didn't stay, and his body skyrocketed in a few years, dodging the fatal blow of the Terran youth.

A cultivator with a strong physical body has extremely strong explosive power, although Yang Jian's cultivation is one realm higher than this person, but he can't withstand the power of the heavy axe on his body, so he can only dodge temporarily.

In contrast, Yang Jian's speed and agility had a very obvious advantage, and in the blink of an eye, he flew behind the Terran youth, and then stabbed the spear directly into the young man's throat and pierced it.

"This is the fate of the fanatics, I hope you will take this as a warning!"

Yang Jian directly killed the young man of the human race, and there was no action of dragging mud and water, such combat power was something that no one had ever seen, as for the strong man who was also a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he was also stunned on the spot.

Although the two are in the same realm, their strength is very different, which can be described as a world of difference.

Everyone realized that Yang Jian was the strongest existence in it, and fighting alone with him was completely looking for death.

In an instant, someone retreated.

Su Chen is no exception, although he came here to find treasures to help him improve his realm and break through the bottleneck period, but snatching things from Yang Jian's hands is completely fighting with his life.

After all, the young man of the human race has twenty years of Taoism, and his cultivation is good, so he did not die immediately, but took his last breath, and said to everyone in a hoarse and intermittent voice: "This guy is a god of the Wu clan in his hand, whoever gets him can become an immortal!"

After saying the last word, the young man closed his eyes, and then lost his breath, and died a ruthless death.

Hearing this, the cultivators who had already wanted to escape and look for other opportunities stopped one after another.

Becoming a saint is the ultimate goal of all cultivators, and no one will easily let go of this opportunity, even if it is at the risk of their lives.

But to achieve this kind of cultivation, no one is a fool, so everyone surrounded Yang Jian in the center of the crowd, but no one stood up to fight, and they all kept a certain safe distance from him.

"To tell you the truth, in fact, I am not a human in the Extraordinary Realm, but an immortal in the Heavenly Court! If you dare to be presumptuous again, be careful that 100,000 heavenly soldiers descend from the sky and punish your nine clans!"

Yang Jian also felt threatened, but his way to face the threat was to go back with the same threat, and if he lowered his identity in front of a group of mortals, it would not be in line with his character.

Moreover, what Yang Jian said was not false, he had the ability to summon all the heavenly soldiers and generals to the mortal world to avenge himself.