Bang!

Yang Ji rushed out of the ground, making the middle-aged man who followed the induction stunned.

"You little guy is interesting, I just wanted to tear the ground and go down to catch you, you came out just in time, die!"

The middle-aged man sneered, and his inner dao surged, and he conjured up a black giant claw and grabbed it in the air.

Yang Ji's expression was indifferent, a flash of inspiration flashed on his back, the wings of time and space shook slightly, and only one fixed word came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, the time and space around the middle-aged man were imprisoned.

Peng!

A bang fell, and the middle-aged man was shocked to find that his body had exploded.

The only remaining consciousness of his life quickly dissipated.

The blue-robed young man had already appeared in the void at some point, and when he grinned, he conjured up a big hand and fished out a token from the rain of blood.

"Another token in hand, another head, not bad! Part-time leopard, keep up the good work! ”

The blue-robed young man looked at Yang Ji playfully, looking at the wings behind him, he couldn't help but reveal [greed], but he didn't kill him.

Because Yang Ji is a good bait!

Yang Ji glanced back at him indifferently, and without speaking, he went into the ground again.

He hid in the Mountains and Seas Pearl and continued to refine the magic weapon.

Shen Yin continued to attract the Origin God Thunder, and he continued to make Dao patterns and merge into the wings of time and space.

Four hundred and fifty-three.

Four hundred and fifty-four.

Four hundred and fifty-five ways.

Four hundred and fifty-six ways.

Five hundred.

A year has passed since such days.

On this day, Yang Ji's ears heard that familiar voice again.

"Working leopard, come to live!"

Yang Ji's expression didn't change much, and as soon as the wings on his back shook, he broke through the ground and rushed out.

He didn't say much, and coldly spit out the word "death" at the visitor, and before the person could react, he was imprisoned on the spot.

The blue-robed young man came out of the side like a ghost as usual.

With a move to pick up the stars, he can take pictures of the stars, the sun and the moon, and directly took off the head of the person who came and took the token from him.

If a master makes a move, often the victory or defeat is only in an instant, not to mention that at this moment, the enemy can not move, that is a fatal lore.

The blue-robed young man himself is extremely strong, and in the face of the same rank that he slaughtered, he tried his best to make a move, and almost no one could stop him, even if he was a Taoist, he had to take off a layer of skin.

When Yang Ji saw that he had succeeded, he didn't look too much, his body shook, and he went into the ground again.

The blue-robed young man glanced at the place where Yang Ji disappeared, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "My guess should be right, all the people I found are the people of the Desperate Ancestor, it seems that this poor guy, when he came in, was marked by the Desperate Ancestor, and wanted his subordinates to pick up a bargain, but he never thought that it would be cheap for me!" ”

"In this way, it's interesting, it seems that this time, I can not only obtain one or two immortal arts, but also a lot of pure yang water."

"This fragrant dumpling in the eyes of others didn't expect it to become my Lan Xiaosheng's blessing!"

The corner of the blue-robed young man's mouth showed a smile that he was in control.

How could Yang Ji not know his thoughts, but the more Lan Xiaosheng was like this, the more he liked it.

He's happy to have time to drag on like this, and it's nice to have a thug to protect him.

It can make him refine magic weapons with peace of mind.

It's all business as usual.

Time passed day by day.

In a hurry, another year passed.

Six hundred lines.

Seven hundred lines.

The forging of the Wings of Time and Space continues.

During this period, another one came who didn't open his eyes and came looking for him.

Yang Ji didn't say a word, he rushed out of the ground directly, imprisoned him, and then without looking back to the ground, he drilled into the ground again.

Lan Xiaosheng is also familiar with the killing, and he has solved the people.

The silent cooperation between the two is becoming more and more tacit.

Another year passed.

Three in the year.

There was no accident, all three of them were imprisoned by Yang Ji and were killed by Lan Xiaosheng again.

That is, this year.

The space-time dao pattern has penetrated into eight hundred.

Eight hundred and forty.

Eight hundred and forty-seven ways.

Adding the 1,153 Dao and 3,000 Dao Patterns that were entered during the previous refining, a total of 2,000 Dao Dao was entered.

At this time, in the wings of time and space, it can no longer be integrated into the Dao pattern.

This is the upper limit of the pattern it can carry.

At this moment, the Wings of Time and Space, its grade, has been successfully promoted to the upper grade Dao weapon.

It contains endless power of time and space, and time and space are imprisoned and become more powerful.

But Yang Ji was not exposed, and if someone found it, it would still show the same level of ability as before, as usual, and not let Lan Xiaosheng find out.

This combination has been so delicately maintained.

Three years.

Decade.

Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past fifty years, Yang Ji has been multitasking, not only refining the two gourds of pure yang water obtained from the old man of the Ten Thousand Tribulations, but also expanding the inner world to a depth of 32,000 miles.

He also participated in the four immortal techniques such as "Yunlai Wonderland", "Sanyang Divine Fist", "Taixuan Divine Finger", and "True Spirit Nine Changes" to be proficient.

In these fifty years.

Yang Ji cooperated with Lan Xiaosheng, and he also sent away twenty-eight enemies.

In the outside world that they don't know.

The face of the Desperate Ancestor was already green.

These fifty years.

Every time one of his people was resurrected, his brow would furrow, his eyes would be darker, and the atmosphere around him would be more condensed.

until the twenty-eighth man came out.

He couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed the middle-aged man who had just been resurrected from the outside world, and said in a low voice: "How did you die?" ”

"Ancestor, I was killed by that god boy and Lan Xiaosheng!" The middle-aged man glanced at the gloomy Desperate Ancestor, and said tremblingly.

"Waste, a bunch of waste, so many of you, all folded in the hands of these two people? Lan Xiaosheng's strength is about the same as yours, how did you lose? At this moment, the Desperate Ancestor couldn't suppress the irritable emotions in his heart, and directly roared filial piety.

"That god boy has a magic weapon in his hand, which has the ability to imprison in time and space, although it can only be imprisoned for a moment, but with Lan Xiaosheng from the side, we only have the ability to parry, and it is difficult to fight back!" The middle-aged man said in a trembling voice.

"Imprisoned time and space baby?" The Desperate Ancestor stretched his face and said gloomily, "This god boy actually has such a magic weapon, this is not good, not good!" ”

"Damn, I would have ...... if I knew"

His words suddenly stopped, and he glanced at the other ancestors vaguely, but did not say anything.

At this moment, his face is really hard to see, he really wants to cry without tears, cocooning himself, lifting a hoe and hitting his own feet, losing home, his heart is full of hatred, regret not at the beginning.

"What the hell is this kid? It's bad luck for me! Desperate Ancestor ignored his image, and actually scolded in a low voice.

"Hahaha, you all died at the hands of Lan Xiaosheng? So, he's already got twenty-seven tokens? From this point of view, I am afraid that the immortal magic in my hand will not be able to be kept, so I must give it to him! However, the old ancestor cast his eyes and laughed happily, and his mood was extremely comfortable.

"Huh?" The old man of the Ten Thousand Tribulations was puzzled, and muttered in a low voice, "Brother Xuan, is your junior brother's luck borrowed by mistake, how did you borrow it from the old ghost?" Could it be that this old ghost still has to win the first place? ”

"Don't panic, it's only been fifty years, and there are still four hundred and fifty years to come." Xuanzhong didn't care much, sitting cross-legged in the void, munching on the chicken leg leisurely.

"Yes!" The Old Man frowned and nodded comfortingly.

Time is still ticking by.

In the world of life and death, Yang Ji quietly comprehended immortal arts, and Lan Xiaosheng also quietly waited for the prey to come to the door.

The two spent two hundred years without interfering with each other.

During this time, the number of people on the side of the Desperate Ancestor had already been killed by sixty-eight people, and only thirty-two remained.

It's only been 250 years.

More than half of the number of people was lost.

The old face of the Desperate Ancestor was hot and painful, and the green tendons on his eyelids kept beating, and it seemed that he would go berserk at any time.

The people eliminated behind him were all silent, not daring to make a sound.

For so many years, he had never had such a big loss, and this time he lost sixty-eight people at once, which was really a loss.

On the other hand, the ancestor drank the tea leisurely, humming a small tune on his lips, which was called a pleasant.

"Desperate old ghost, you're the penultimate one."

The Desperate Ancestor snorted coldly: "But old ghost, don't be complacent, what the result will be, I don't know yet." ”

"Oh? Is it! Then let's wait and see! However, the ancestor was refreshed and smiled leisurely.

The rest of the ancestors saw him so comfortable, and their faces were not very good-looking.

"Brother Yang, what are you doing? What a harassment of the enemy? The Ten Thousand Tribulation Ancestor said depressedly.

"Don't panic, junior brother must have his own plans, since he promised to make a move for you, let's wait and see." Xuan is out of the matter, has nothing to do with his own interests, and is not worried at all.

While instructing Shi Ling'er to practice, while discussing cooking skills with each other, it is called living a chic and happy life.

Time passed little by little, and the world of life and death was the third hundredth year.

Yang Ji and Lan Xiaosheng are as usual as usual, one is cultivating, and the other is waiting for an opportunity to move.

That's the day, huh! A pale streamer sliced through, and the earth cracked.

The streamer was like a knife, castration unabated, and slashed straight towards Yang Ji.

Although Yang Ji had already sensed it, he couldn't help but be frightened when he saw this move, and at the moment, with the help of the wings of time and space, he dodged it.

"Not dead?" Above the sky, the person who came was extremely strong, and let out a startled sound, and suddenly, he turned his eyes and looked at a barren hillside, "Huh? Still hiding a mouse? ”

His fingers were like knives, slashing downward, and a pale streamer turned into a heavenly knife, stabbing with a bang, and instantly cut the dirt slope in half.

"How did you find this person?" Lan Xiaosheng frowned deeply, his eyes showed a strong jealousy, knowing that the location was exposed, he dodged to avoid the streamer knife, and his body appeared in the void in a flash.

"Little brother, this person's name is Ji Cangjun, he is the most outstanding Daoist under the Desperate Ancestor, he has killed two Dao Tribulations, and his strength is strong, let's take action together and kill him!" Lan Xiaosheng glanced at Yang Ji, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes, and he actually wanted to use Yang Ji's power to kill Daozi.

"Okay, then try!" Yang Ji also appeared in the air, staring at Ji Cangjun at the moment.

"Die!" Ji Cangjun saw that the two were secretly communicating, and his big hand grabbed it in the air, and the miserable white circle of light burst out in the palm of his hand, circle after circle, in each circle of light, there was a strong aura of Dao rule, and the power was endless.

"Imprisoned!" Yang Ji let out a low snort, and the wings of time and space were powerful, and he immediately imprisoned the miserable white circle of light that came.

"Kill!" When Lan Xiaosheng saw this scene, his eyes turned blood-red, half crazy, half excited, if he could kill Ji Cangjun, then go out, but the ancestor would definitely reward him, and the benefits would be endless.

He flew out of the air, and the folding fan was a stroke, and a blue light was like a knife, slashing towards Ji Cangjun's head, wanting to tear it in half.

But at this moment, Ji Cangjun, who was imprisoned, actually spoke indifferently: "Everyone in the world knows that I killed two Dao Tribulations, one is 'miserable', and the other is unknown to anyone. Today, I tell you, this is the way of space! ”

"The Way of Space?" For some reason, Lan Xiaosheng's heart suddenly jumped, and he actually had a bad feeling.

"He tore through my spatial confinement!" Yang Ji immediately found that two Dao rules suddenly emerged from Ji Cangjun's body.

A miserable way, a way of space.

These two avenues have actually been brought to the pinnacle of refining by them, and now they are perfectly fused, and they have burst out with unrivaled terrifying power.

Suddenly broke free from the only remaining time bondage.

"If it's not for Daozi, you will never understand the power of Daozi!" Ji Cangjun was like an immortal king, with runes surging all over his body, and his debut was glorious, and the two avenues came out, turning into a big hand, and fiercely slashed out the blue streamer that Lan Xiaosheng slashed out.

Then, under Lan Xiaosheng's shocked gaze, his big hand imprisoned the ten-way space and grabbed him fiercely.

As soon as his five fingers were put together, he heard Peng's explosion, and Lan Xiaosheng was pinched and exploded and died on the spot.

"The reason why Daozi are strong is because they have a complete Great Dao Origin in their body, all things come from the Origin, and the Three Thousand Great Dao also come from the Origin, and the Origin can merge all the Great Dao."

"Ji Cangjun's son perfectly fuses the 'miserable' Dao and the 'Dao of Space' that he comprehended, this is the superposition of the Dao, and it will burst out with even more terrifying power!"

"On the other hand, those who are not Daozi, even if they have comprehended the five Great Daos, but they do not have a complete Great Dao origin in their bodies, they cannot perfectly integrate the five Great Daos, and they cannot exert the power of the Great Dao like the Daozi, and their five plus five is still one."

"This is also the reason why the Daozi who killed the three Dao Tribulations is called the Peerless Daozi."

"The three great avenues are fused, and the same level is almost an invincible existence."

"Of course, between the avenues, there are also strong and weak, if the three realms of wind, rain, and thunder are fused, it will not be able to defeat the three fusions of fate, collapse, and time."

"This person is the Dao who killed two Dao Tribulations, and there is also a Spatial Dao among them, you will never be able to contend with it!"

The rotten wood box spoke.

Needless to say, at the moment when Lan Xiaosheng was killed, Yang Ji had already shaken the wings of time and space.

Joke, it is difficult for him to freeze it with all his strength to exert the space-time confinement, this is not enough, waiting to be killed.

"Your treasure is good, you have the ability to be imprisoned in space, and I will give you a god realm to use, it is a pearl, I will let your treasure bloom with its due light." Ji Cangjun's voice was indifferent, and after taking out sixty-nine tokens from Lan Xiaosheng's blood rain, he chased after Yang Ji.

Outside!

At this moment, the light flashed, and everyone looked at it at the same time.

When the Desperate Ancestor saw this scene, he was so angry that his face was crooked, and he scolded in his heart, and one more person died?

However, the ancestor smiled leisurely, but suddenly, his expression froze: "Lan, Lan Xiaosheng? ”

"Lan Xiaosheng?" The crowd was amazed.

"Haha, blue boy, tell me quickly, who killed you?" Desperate Ancestor shouted in the air.

However, the ancestor also looked at it.

"Ji Cangjun!" Lan Xiaosheng sighed.

"That token ......" The ancestor was stunned and looked at him.

"Lost too!" Lan Xiaosheng said secretly.

"Hahahaha!" The Desperate Ancestor suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Nai old ghost, I said it a long time ago, but the result is not necessarily who wins." Although our men and horses lost sixty-eight people, but the lost token was returned to our hands, which is equivalent to not giving away the head, and my subordinates also beheaded you, earned, earned! ”

"Humph!" However, the ancestor's expression was a little unpleasant, and he instantly felt that the tea in his hand was not fragrant.