The flames of anger filled Yang Jian's entire soul, I don't know if this emotion completely burned his will to fight, in the fierce battle with the essence blood fake body under a desperate San Lang posture, his battle intent from the depths of his soul slowly retracted into his body, and was blocked between the surging mana and Xuan Qi.

As if the dividing line of the Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram, the mana and Xuan Qi that had been fighting without stopping gradually subsided, and following the flow of this fighting spirit, a stable Taiji Qi vortex was gradually formed.

A delicate balance!

In an instant, both the mana and the Xuan Qi in Yang Jian's body nourished each other under this balance, and the well water did not interfere with the river water.

And the battle intent in the middle of the balance was quickly formed under the dual nourishment of mana and Xuan Qi, and gradually turned into a black and white flower.

The flowers did not bloom, but the moment they appeared, they exuded a mysterious and mysterious aura.

"Daoyi!!"

Yang Jian's heart was shocked, and a huge wave was set off.

The next moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Yang Jian's mind:

"Brother Yang Jian, I'm Ao Yang, when you hear my message, you must have planted a flower of drying in the mud palace,

First of all, congratulations on your successful comprehension of your own Dao meaning, and then, what I think is, for the improvement of your realm, please don't panic, this is a layer of mana that I passed on to you when I unlocked the forbidden law of the dragon clan.

I'm sorry, I can only give you so much, otherwise I can't lift the ban of the dragon clan!Finally, I hope you must remember, brother, don't be so anxious to let the flower of Daoyi bear the fruit of the Dao,

According to my speculation, my mana is enough to make you enter the immortal realm, but this realm is very vain, and you can only bear the fruit of the Dao when your cultivation is stable, remember!"

The voice disappeared, and at the same time, some cultivation experiences about Dao Yi and Dao Fruit suddenly appeared in Yang Jian's Huai Zheng

The emotion in Yang Jian's heart was beyond words, he pursed his lips, he secretly said, "Brother Ao Yang, thank you", his eyes were cold, and he showed the Dao meaning he had just comprehended against the essence blood fake body that rushed up.

The Way of War!

That's right!

The Dao meaning that Yang Jian comprehended belonged to was the extremely rare Dao of War.

Under the stupidity, any living creature will receive a tremor from the depths of the soul, and both strength and will be greatly reduced, and they will be afraid of the person who casts the Dao will, and will not be able to generate the will to fight.

Although the essence blood fake body was not a living creature and had no consciousness, under the shroud of Yang Jian's fighting spirit, its combat effectiveness declined rapidly, and it was soon completely suppressed by Yang Jian, and it was completely dismantled.

"I really didn't expect that under my fighting will, my strength, speed, and so on have improved in all directions!"

Yang Jian was overjoyed, watching the essence blood prosthetic body quickly collapse and condense into a drop of ancestral witch essence blood after being dismantled by himself, he couldn't help laughing heartily and swallowed the essence blood in one gulp.

In an instant, Yang Jian's face changed, and he immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to refine the essence blood of the ancestral witch......

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The witch priest in the outside world was already waiting anxiously, and he wanted to check the situation, but when he thought of Zu Xun, he forced down his curious thoughts, and just waited silently.

But the Black Emperor was impatient to wait, he lay on the cage and yelled: "Let me out, what happened to my uncle?"

Uncle?

The witch priest glanced at him strangely, although he was faintly worried in his heart, but on the surface, he said indifferently: "Don't worry, the young master is a person of good luck, and it will be fine!"

The Black Emperor was stunned for a moment, what else did he think, but seeing that the old man of the Wu clan didn't want to do more, he suddenly became angry, so he had to punch the golden cage and do it angrily.

And at this moment, the huge golden ball in the void suddenly disappeared slowly, and Yang Jian's smiling figure gradually appeared.

"Uncle!"

The Black Emperor exclaimed in surprise.

The witch priest looked at Yang Jian excitedly and knelt in the void with a plop: "The witch sacrifice greets the master!"

Some of the surrounding witch clans also seemed to sense something, and immediately knelt down in the void with excitement, even if the chains behind them made harsh sounds, they still didn't care.

Yang Jian stepped out, instantly appeared in front of the witch priest, and sighed: "High priest, I succeeded, according to the promise, you can swear!"

The witch priest seemed to know that the important moment had finally come, and after signaling all the Wu clan children to stand up, he took the lead and swore an oath: "The Tao is above, my witch priest is willing to leave the god of the witch clan from now on, and be loyal to Yang Jian forever, if this is violated, the form and god will be destroyed!"

As the words fell, a drop of essence blood flew out of the witch priest's body and entered Yang Jian's eyebrows

The other Wu clans also swore solemnly, after a while, after the oath was completed, the same essence and blood drilled into the center of his eyebrows, Yang Jian felt that he was bound to this thousand two hundred Wu clans in the dark, as if he could make them die with just one thought.

"Alright, get up, and that's my business!"

Yang Jian now knew what he had to do to save them, and after looking around, he instantly sacrificed the Demon Suppression Sword.

"Hurry!"

With a loud shout, the Demon Slaying Sword instantly shuttled between the chains on these witch clans like a swimming fish.

After a while, these things that the witch priest called the Nether Chain instantly turned into pieces of nothingness.

The children of the Wu clan suddenly burst into cheers, and soon came to Yang Jian's side under the gathering of the witch sacrifice.

"Master, 1,200 clansmen, one is not much, one is not many!"

The witch priest looked very excited, after all, he could finally get out of the dark sea eye, and these wanderers had also found the young master, which was simply the curtain of the father.

Yang Jian looked around, looking at these powerful Wu clan disciples, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

From now on, he Yang Jian finally has his first batch of team, although there are not many, but the number is more than a thousand, and even the lowest has a spirit immortal-level aura.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Jian was full of arrogance, and couldn't help laughing: "Uncle, you wait for me, and soon your nephew will go to you in person!"

Although the witch priest didn't know what it meant, when he saw that his master was so happy, he was equally excited: "Master, I ...... it."

"Wait a minute!" Yang Jian interrupted the witch priest's words, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "From now on, you don't call me master, call me second master!"

The witch priest and all the Wu clan disciples were stunned, but soon they reacted and said in unison: "Second Master!"

Sound shock!

"Good!good!good!" Yang Jian said three good words in a row, his eyes moved to the Black Emperor, who was already stunned, and said with a smile: "Black Emperor, you are the same!"

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