"You ......"

The man didn't know what he thought, his face turned blue and pale, and it took him a long time before he squinted his eyes and said in a murderous voice: "Boy, I underestimated you, I didn't expect you to be prepared, just let me give you a chance, tell me what happened to Ao Yue? I'll let you live!"

Yang Jian rolled his eyes and pointed to the man's hand like an iron tong, and the man snorted coldly and let go of his palm.

"Ahem!"

Yang Jian touched his neck and coughed a few times, and after his breathing was smooth, he smiled lightly, walked to the sarcophagus and asked, "What is this?"

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, slowly released them, and said in a deep voice: "This is the holy coffin!"

"Holy coffin, what's the use?"

Yang Jian didn't care about the man's eyes as if he was about to kill, and continued to ask.

"Healed!"

The man had been restraining his killing intent, which Yang Jian could be completely sure of from the other party's slightly trembling hands!

"That's it!"

Yang Jian thought for a while, jumped in inch by inch, and then slowly lay down under the man's blue face: "Then I'll try, we'll talk later!"

"You ......"

The man raised his palm almost instinctively, but he didn't know what he thought, he took a deep breath and slowly put it down, and even, in order to avoid being provoked by Yang Jian, he turned around directly and simply didn't look at it.

He knew better than anyone what the holy coffin was, and because of this, he wasn't worried at all that Yang Jian would benefit from the holy coffin.

After all, Yang Jian's projection body, he recognized it at a glance.

Although the Holy Coffin has an extraordinary effect, as long as it is not a native spirit of the Holy Realm, it is useless.

"Damn it, when I confirm Ao Yue's whereabouts, I want you to look good!"

The man naturally wondered if Yang Jian was lying to him, but he didn't dare to bet, because this temple was extremely mysterious, and as long as one person left, the mystery would disappear.

In case Ao Yue is really ......

Then he will call the heavens and the earth unhealthy!

As soon as he thought of this, the man turned around and glanced at Yang Jian viciously, sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to breathe, ignoring it!

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At this moment, the Yuding Zhenren who was guarding Yang Jian's body suddenly stared at Yang Jian's body and looked at Yang Jian's body in surprise.

Kong Xuan didn't react because he was using his magical powers to maintain Yang Jian's projection connection, but Yuding Zhenren strangely felt a trace of extremely wonderful aura on Yang Jian's body.

This aura would be very common in the eyes of any of the great gods of the Great Wilderness, but for the Jade Ding Zhenren who knew something about the Holy Domain, he thought of a certain treasure in his memory.

"Could it be that Jian'er really encountered that thing?"

Thinking that Yang Jian should have entered the temple at this moment, Yuding Zhenren became more and more convinced of his guess in his heart, so he reached out and took out an emerald green bottle, the bottle contained a blue liquid, if Yang Jian was here, he would definitely find that this liquid was exactly the same as the liquid in the sarcophagus.

No, to be precise, the liquid in this bottle is purer than the one in the sarcophagus!

Ao Cunxin didn't see this scene because he and Kong Ling'er had closed their five senses in pranayama, Yuding Zhenren took a deep breath, slowly opened the cap of the bottle, and then let out a low sigh, dragging the blue liquid in the bottle into Yang Jian's body.

Rumble!

In the temple, the liquid in the sarcophagus that had been motionless was like a lit oil fire, boiling in an instant, and the face of the man who was waiting with his eyes closed changed greatly, and he hurriedly looked back.

When he saw the liquid in the sarcophagus frantically pouring into Yang Jian's body and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "This is impossible!"

The next moment, he rushed to the sarcophagus and couldn't help but raise his hand, but as the liquid in the sarcophagus completely disappeared, Yang Jian's figure slowly disappeared.

"Damn, why is this happening!?"

The man's face turned purple when he saw this scene, and blood gradually oozed from his clenched fists.

No one knows better than him what happened to Yang Jian, but this is also the most unacceptable thing for him!

Why?

How can an Outlander be recognized by the temple and given a trial?

Why!?

The man's heart roared incessantly, but at this moment, he could only watch Yang Jian's figure gradually disappear until it was as if he had never appeared.

"Damn! Damn!

The man scolded bitterly for a while, and finally looked at the sarcophagus deadly, and then left without looking back!

But Yang Jian is in an unknown temple at this moment, the temple is similar to the previous temple, the only difference is that there is nothing here, only a statue holding a spear!

The face of the statue was a young handsome man, Yang Jian looked at it carefully, and made sure that he didn't know it, it was estimated that it might be some big person in the Holy Domain, so he left it behind and looked around.

After a few moments, he turned around and finally returned to the statue.

"Looks like all the mystery here lies in this statue!"

Just as Yang Jian was pondering whether to step forward and look for some hidden passages on the statue, a blank voice suddenly sounded in this temple:

"Lucky boy, congratulations on your God's trial, would you like to accept it?"

God's trial?

Yang Jian was slightly stunned, and then hesitated.

After all, the disadvantages of the gods are still vivid, and he is even more afraid that this so-called god trial is not related to the gods controlled by the god list, in case the nature is similar, then he will jump into the fire pit!

Of course, in his memory, Erlang God was a god in the flesh, which was the best ending, so considering that any so-called trial may contain great chances, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "I accept it!"

Ding——

As his words landed, a crisp voice sounded out of thin air in the temple, and then the statue in front of him suddenly began to tremble.

Yang Jian's expression was shocked, and he instinctively took a few steps back, with a vigilant face.

At this time, the statue's eyes flashed with blue light, and at the same time, he raised the spear in his hand and pointed at Yang Jian: "Trialist, defeat me to pass the trial!"

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, he found that the other party had swung his spear and stabbed it like lightning.

"So fast!"

Yang Jian didn't expect that one day he would fight against a statue like an ordinary person, and at the moment when the opponent's spear stabbed over, one of his instinctive dodges moved to the side.

Hey!

Yang Jian looked at the distance he had moved in surprise, but he didn't expect that his light dodge would be so sensitive and so fast!

Is it because of the blue liquid?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Jian's confidence in his heart couldn't help but increase greatly......

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