How strong the Fire Qilin is, everyone in the entire Refining Sect knows and knows it.

Even, if it weren't for the group of people of the Heavenly Demon Sect who had a unique method of controlling the Fire Qilin, even if he faced the normal Fire Qilin, he would only have to escape.

Originally, he was still wondering why so many elders' aura disappeared so quickly one by one, but now after seeing the sober and indifferent eyes of the Fire Qilin, he immediately understood everything.

As for Yang Jian on the other side, he didn't pay attention to it at all, after all, from the breath, he felt that Yang Jian was just a monk of the Yuan God Realm!

Although he didn't have any influence on this figure in the sect, after all, there were many elders in the sect, and he, as the sect master, had been arranging a big formation with the group of guys from the Heavenly Demon Sect, so he didn't think much about it.

"Tongyou, you go and inform the Daoists of the Heavenly Demon Sect, just say that the Fire Qilin is out of control and they need to send someone to come!"

Although the middle-aged man was still a titan on the surface, his heart was already tense to the extreme, and even because he was really uneasy, he secretly transmitted a message to an elder hidden under the black robe beside him.

The black-robed elder nodded slightly, and in an instant, his figure retreated sharply, disappearing from Yang Jian's sight.

"Qu Jing, wait for me to drag the fire qilin, you quickly solve that kid and then come over to help me, here is Chang Hao's remnants, he will definitely not be able to escape!"

After once again giving an order to an elder hidden under the white robe beside him, the middle-aged man's mind was completely on the fire qilin, and even, under Yang Jian's gaze, the other party's right hand instantly changed, transforming into a black stick!

On the surface, the stick looks very ordinary, like a tree that has been struck by thunder on a rainy day, and it has a scorched black feeling.

"Wait, this breath !?"

The moment he saw this strange stick, Yang Jian's heart set off a monstrous wave, because the aura emanating from this stick was the innate spirit treasure he had felt before!

"Could it be that this is the Innate Spirit Treasure? A stick?" Yang Jian took a deep breath and carefully recalled the memories of the Innate Spirit Treasure in his mind, but in the well-known Innate Spirit Treasures such as Pangu Flag, Taiji Diagram, etc., in his impression, the only thing in the form of a stick seemed to be the Dinghai Divine Needle of the future Monkey King of the Monkey King.

But this is even more impossible, not to mention that the monkey has not yet been born, even the Dinghai Shenshen Needle should also be at the bottom of the East China Sea now, and it is impossible to appear here.

Yang Jian's shock and confusion didn't last long, because the next moment, the white-robed elder beside the middle-aged man appeared in front of him, less than two feet away from him.

"Who are you?"

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked lightly.

The white-robed elder didn't speak, and even because the brim of his hat was very low, Yang Jian couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, and he didn't know whether the other party was a human or a ghost, but all this was no longer important, because the moment Yang Jian's words landed, the other party stretched out his palm to him.

Then, a white jade arch bridge suddenly flew out of his long cuffs, and the arch bridge instantly became larger, smashing towards Yang Jian with unparalleled momentum.

"Humph!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, motionless, and let this obviously magic weapon smash into his body.

The first is that he has the heart to try how strong his current physical body is, and the second is that he wants to see how strong this mysterious white-robed monk is.

Then, as the arched bridge landed heavily above his head as if it were about to crush a fly, a shrill thud rang out in the cavern, accompanied by a soft snort of surprise from the white-robed monk.

"With such a strong body, are you from the Xuantian Sect?"

A hoarse and old voice came from under the white robe.

Yang Jian was unmoved, feeling the slight tingling sensation coming from the surface of his body, and had a rough judgment of the blow of the white-robed monk just now, and then thinking of the other party's inadvertent sacrifice of the spiritual treasure just now, he probably understood the strength level of the white-robed monk.

At least it's higher than Chang Hao's cultivation!

In other words, the other party's cultivation is at least in the middle stage of refining the Void Convergence Dao!

"Well, that's right, although I just struck at random, but I was able to survive unharmed under my Tianxin Bridge, you are qualified to know my name!"

Although Yang Jian ignored the other party, the other party said something to himself, and slowly pulled down the hat on his head, revealing an old face.

"Old man Qu Jing, the elder of the Refining Weapon Sect, his current position is the White Protector!"

Yang Jian was noncommittal and ignored the dead middle-aged man who had been suppressed by the Fire Qilin over there, and said with a smile: "Dharma protector? I'm sorry! If you want to know my name, you have to see if you are qualified!"

When the words fell, Yang Jian's body disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Qu Jing, and punched him heavily in front of him.

The powerful force exploded in an instant like thunder, the air instantly froze, and a faint crackling sound sounded.

"This Daoist friend of Xuantian Sect, you are very confident, but it's a pity that you met ......"

For Yang Jian's swift blow, Qu Jing's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't move, not even his pupils made a little ripple because of this violent punch.

Seeing that Yang Jian's fist was about to hit his face door in a thousandth of a second, Yang Jian's body fell violently, and then the whole person seemed to be carrying a jack pendant on his back, smashing heavily into the ground, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, a bottomless human-shaped hole appeared on the ground.

However, before he finished his words, Yang Jian's whole person had rushed out of the ground like a cannonball, and hit Qu Jing with a punch again, Qu Jing frowned, and Yang Jian's body slammed into the ground again.

"What are you doing, Twist the Path!

At this time, a middle-aged man's urgent cry came from a distance, his eyes were condensed, and he looked at the human-shaped hole on the ground with some pity, no longer hesitated, and the strength in his body instantly increased to the apex, and then the white jade arch bridge appeared again, but this time, it was in a dark light, and fell directly to the ground with an unrivaled momentum.

Before it could be touched, the soil layer on the ground seemed to disappear out of thin air, evaporating in an instant, and the white jade arch bridge smashed into the unknown depths of the ground with an earth-shattering bang.

"Well, to be able to die under the strongest power of the Tianxin Heavy Bridge, you are proud enough!"

Qu Jing seemed to believe in the power of his spiritual treasure very much, and after retracting the white jade arch bridge casually, he sighed as if regretful, and was about to turn around and walk towards the middle-aged man!

After all, nowadays, it was even more important to help the Sect Master hold off the out-of-control Fire Qilin!

However, as soon as he took a step with his right foot, an indifferent voice sounded behind him:

"Winding Path Protector, this is the full strength of your Spirit Treasure?"

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