The five-color divine light, Kong Xuan's natal supernatural power, is evolved from Kong Xuan's five natal feathers, divided into blue, yellow, red, black, and white five colors, within the five elements, nothing is not brushed, nothing is not broken.

The small five feathers seem to be ordinary, but they are as heavy as the ancient mountains, and they cannot be shaken by people who are not with great mana and great magical powers, and the reason is that their essence is the five independent five element worlds.

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, yellow, blue, white, red and black, this is the essence of the five-color divine light.

Before, Kong Xuan took out the cyan feather to represent the wood attribute in the five elements, so the thing that was brushed or the creature entered was the wood realm of the cyan feather.

In the Wood Realm, Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged knife and kept slashing the endless cyan tree spirits around, these tree spirits seemed to be unable to kill, killing one out of a pair, killing a pair out of two pairs, although their strength is very weak, but the appearance of a spirit fairy, but in this terrifying number and as if pasting and copying growth, even Yang Jian has an urge to scold his mother.

Ever since he was brushed by the five-colored divine light, he has appeared in a forest with no end in sight, and the "aura" of this world is very strange and seems to be unable to absorb it, so that he has not been replenished by a trace of aura until now.

He had a hunch that when his aura was exhausted, it would be the day he fell.

"This Kong Xuan is worthy of being the Great Killing God of the Flood World, presumably all the creatures he has brushed in over the years have been consumed alive in it, right?"

Yang Jian continued to kill the surrounding tree spirits, as if he was incarnated as the protagonist of the Wushuang game, and each knife took away countless tree spirits, but in the next moment, more tree spirits refreshed out, endless, and desperate!

And at this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air in the sky, and in a familiar scream, Ao Cunxin fell beside him.

"You ...... Heart"

Hearing the voice in her heart that she had been missing for a long time (in fact, it was just a cup of tea), Ao Cun's heart was shocked, and her scarlet eyes gradually returned to normal, when she looked up and saw Yang Jian's handsome and familiar face again, her eyes were suddenly filled with tears:

"Husband, is it really you?"

Ao Cunxin's voice trembled, and he couldn't believe it.

Yang Jian was about to speak, but he was left behind when another group of tree spirits rushed over, hurriedly picked up Ao Cunxin, and galloped towards the newly emptied area on the other side.

"Inch heart, to make a long story short! This may be the world of Kong Xuan's five-color divine light, we must use the Innate Treasure to get out of here quickly!"

Ao Cun's excited mood was suddenly calmed down by Yang Jian, and she looked at the dense monsters around her, and she immediately understood what was going on, and with a snort, she instantly sacrificed the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.

As a black light turned into a pillar of light that firmly covered the two of them, no matter how much they rushed around, they instantly turned into flying ashes.

"Inch heart, how long can you hold on!"

Yang Jian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that he could finally stop for a while.

While inputting mana into the innate treasure, Ao Cunxin condensed and said, "Husband, if it's just like this, I can probably hold on for two or three days!"

"That's it!" Yang Jian's face changed, he looked at the mana in his body, and said in a deep voice: "I don't have much mana left in my body now, plus mine, I'm afraid the two of us can only hold on for a little more than two days, no!

"What then?"

Ao Cunxin has now sensed the abnormality of this world, after all, as time passes, her mana has not been replenished at all, which is very obvious.

"Look there!"

Yang Jian pointed to the faint cyan light in the far reaches of the sky, and said thoughtfully: "If I guess correctly, it should be the enchantment of this world, as long as we break it, we should be able to get out!"

"Really?" Ao Cun's heart was shocked, but his heart was already 100% trusting.

However, Yang Jian was silent, and after a while, he hesitated: "The truth should be like this, but I'm worried that our strength is not enough!"

For this point, Yang Jian is indeed not confident, after all, in the legends of later generations, Kong Xuan's record is too strong, not to mention Nezha and Yang Jian himself, that is, the Burning Lamp Dao and the Lu Jian Dao people can only escape, and even in the battle of the gods in later generations, Kong Xuan beat the Zhou army led by Jiang Ziya to the point that he had no power to fight back, forcing Jiang Ziya to hang out the war-free card, and in the end, it was one of the two saints in the West who personally took Kong Xuan.

If such a terrifying existence is really so easy to break, then there is no need for the saint to come out in person.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, his face became very ugly: "Cunxin, I have a feeling that this time, I'm afraid we ......."

"Husband!"

Without waiting for Yang Jian to finish speaking, Ao Cunxin looked at Yang Jian with an affectionate expression: "It is my happiest thing to be able to live and die with you, it's a big deal that we will be husband and wife in the next life!"

Yang Jian was suddenly moved, and his face was moved.

After taking a deep look at Ao Cunxin, he suddenly laughed loudly: "Okay, Cunxin, since this is the case, then we will fight, the big deal is death!

Ao Cunxin smiled slightly, put away the mana in the innate treasure, and the black light gradually disappeared: "Okay, husband, let's fight!"

......

......

At the same time, Kong Xuan, who fell into a state of rage, finally blocked the escaped Ao Yue in the entrance of the Divine Volcano.

"Run, keep running, damn bastard!"

The five feathers behind Kong Xuan exuded five rays of light: green, yellow, red, black, and white, and the murderous wind and clouds in his eyes changed color, and lightning flashed and thundered.

Some monks who rushed over because of the vision of the Divine Volcano couldn't help but shout in horror when they saw such a scene: "It's Kong Xuan, it's Kong Xuan, it's Kong Xuan, the god of killing!"

"Run, everyone!"

"Damn, who provoked this killer!"

"Hurry, let's go! The god killer is obviously going crazy, if we don't leave, none of us will want to leave here alive!"

......

The frightened screams around did not move the expressionless Ao Yue, but Kong Xuan, who heard the voice, had a red light in his eyes.

"A swarm of ants, die!"

As a cyan feather shot out from behind him, a large number of monks disappeared in an instant under the blue light, as if they did not exist.

The panic suddenly began to spread, and countless monks turned pale and ran away desperately, as if they had no chance to live as long as they ran slowly, and had no desire to resist at all.

If Yang Jian is here, I am afraid that he will truly realize that the prestige of killing gods is not called in vain.

"Now, it's up to you!"

Glancing at the monk who was frantically fleeing under the blue light, a trace of hideousness flashed in Kong Xuan's eyes, and then his cold eyes turned to Ao Yue.