Chapter Seventy-Three: The Great War: The Beginning
When Yang Jian arrived, Bai Shenzi's whole person seemed to be reborn, exuding a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere.
This aura is extremely vast and mysterious, and it is fundamentally different from ordinary monks, with an indescribable ethereal immortal aura.
Yang Jian's spirit was shocked, and he looked up at the clouds that were gradually gathering overhead, and vaguely understood something.
Do you become an immortal?
At this time, Bai Shenzi's laughter gradually died down, and everyone present also woke up from this sudden change.
"Yang Daoyou, you're here!"
The moment he saw Yang Jian, Yun Zhongtian's face changed one after another, and finally he sighed a little complicatedly.
"Well, Sect Master Yun, long time no see!"
Yang Jian's mind was now on the moon worship and the nine babies in the sky, and after saying hello to Yun Zhongtian, he set his eyes on Bai Shenzi again: "Sect Master Bai, this is your true purpose, to become a short-lived immortal!?"
One-hit wonder?
Yun Zhongtian and the others looked stunned for a moment, and then looked at Bai Shenzi thoughtfully.
Bai Shenzi was also shocked by Yang Jian's words, he stared at Yang Jian and said in a deep voice, "Boy, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Yang Jian chuckled, and his eyes fell on Bai Yue, who had not spoken: "I think this senior of yours should tell you!"
Bai Shenzi's face changed, and he had a faint bad premonition, but before he could speak, a violent burning sensation burned at the center of his eyebrows.
"Ahhh......h
Bai Shenzi suddenly covered his head and screamed.
Everyone was startled, and then watched in horror as Bai Shenzi's body began to melt like a burning candle, turning into pus piece by piece, both on the face and on the body.
"Former ...... Senior, save me, save me, save me, save me......"
Bai Shenzi screamed miserably, his voice full of infinite fear.
"Save you!?" Bai Yue glanced at him lightly, "Sect Master Bai, what I promised was to help you become an immortal, but I have no obligation to save you!"
"No, bastard, you liar, I won't ...... if I die"
The voice stopped abruptly, and the white god son turned into a pool of blood in the terrible scream.
Then, under everyone's gaze, a flickering purple mark appeared in the place where the white god son melted, trembling slightly, and the purple mark flew into the mouth of the nine babies at the feet of the moon worship.
Rumble!
Another earth-shattering aura erupted!
This time, Jiuying let out a somewhat poignant roar, and then everyone watched as Jiuying grew a head again, but the weird and terrifying thing was that the face on this head was Bai Shenzi.
"What's going on, what did you do to worship the moon!?"
"Everyone, be careful! I'm afraid it's a complete Nine Babies now!"
"It's too ruthless! the dignified Refining Sect Master ...... like this"
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When Yun Zhongtian and the others looked at all this with solemn expressions, Jiuying also completed the final transformation, and his aura skyrocketed again.
Bai Yue looked at this scene with satisfaction, and smiled faintly: "Jiuying, back then, you were cut off by the Heavenly Spirit Patriarch with a snake body, and now I have worked hard to make up for you, although it is different from your original body, but this white god son does not know what treasure is integrated with it, and it has a similar aura to your original body, which is also considered luck!"
As he spoke, he smiled slightly mockingly: "It's ridiculous that this white god son really thinks that I am helping him become an immortal, don't you know that he was the nourishment of the Nine Babies from the beginning, oh yes! And those elders of the Refining Weapon Sect, they taste good, right?"
Bai Yue muttered to himself, while walking to the ninth head of the nine infants, as if touching the baby's face, as if touching the baby's face, this strange scene to see the people present are cold, goosebumps up.
"Yang Daoyou, time is urgent, I'll make a long story short, now this Jiuying doesn't seem to have sanity, although Baiyue doesn't know how to control it, but we estimate that as long as we can kill Baiyue, Jiuying should be self-defeating, so ......"
A few people in the clouds came to Yang Jian's side quietly, and before he finished speaking, Yang Jian waved his hand, staring at the nine babies in the air with dead eyes: "The nine babies are handed over to me, as long as you can help me drag this moon worship!"
"Ah!?" Yun Zhongtian was stunned, he didn't expect Yang Jian to say such arrogant words.
You must know that although the current Nine Babies have no sanity, their strength definitely surpasses that of the immortals, not to mention Yang Jian alone, even if they are all about solving the Nine Infants.
Therefore, their purpose at the beginning was to have a few of them desperately drag the Nine Infants, as long as Yang Jian could kill the moon worship!
In his opinion, the current Yang Jian's aura is even stronger than what he saw before, and it should be very promising!
But one person dealt with the nine infants......
"I said, little brother, you're too arrogant! That's the Nine Infants, and your strength is not at the same level as ours, are you going to die alone?"
Ying Donglai, who had always been a little skeptical of what Yun Zhongtian said, finally couldn't help but stare at Yang Jian dissatisfied.
Even the phantom real person who had been watching the moon worship with a complicated expression looked at Yang Jian inexplicably, but he was shocked by Yang Jian's words!
Who is Nine Babies?
That is the extraterritorial demon that their legendary Heavenly Spirit Sect's founding patriarch Tianling Zhenren has to fight for his life to solve, although the current strength of the Nine Babies is obviously not as good as it was back then, but it is not something that a monk who has not even reached the merger period can do!
Moreover, even if, as Yun Zhongtian said, the other party was actually a body refining cultivator, how much stronger could that cultivation be than their Yun Tian Sect?
"Little brother, maybe you don't know the strength of Jiuying, I don't think it's as good as ......"
After thinking about it, the phantom real person still decided to speak, after all, the current situation is very dangerous, and they can't solve it with a nine infants, plus a moon worship uncle, it's simply ......
"No need!" Yang Jian directly interrupted the other party's words, and then rushed towards the nine babies in the air without looking back: "Several, don't wait for me, take advantage of the fact that the nine babies have just been born with a new head and the cultivation is not stable, I will solve the nine infants, and the moon worship will be handed over to you!"
"You ......"
Several people watched Yang Jian rush forward without finishing his words, and almost cursed angrily, but Yun Zhongtian, who knew something about Yang Jian, saw that the matter was irreparable, so he gritted his teeth and roared: "Fellow Daoists, just follow Yang Daoyou's words, let's go together!"
As he spoke, the long sword in his hand trembled, and the whole person instantly rose into the sky with a compelling sword intent!
The surrounding space is instantly cold and fierce!
"Yun Daoyou's cultivation has improved again!"
The phantom real person sighed slightly, and his entire body instantly turned into afterimages, rushing towards the moon worship in the sky!
"You ...... Hey, just trust that guy once!"
Ying Donglai glared at Yang Jian in the distance with hatred, and also stomped his feet into the sky......
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