When the king of Jizo saw that the pit had not moved for a long time, he thought that the young man had died.

"The moon ring will be kept for you to be buried!"

The Jizo King seemed to be satisfied with his move, and the Asahi Monarch smiled and was about to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Hara's little flower, who was only a little angry, and hesitated to get rid of him altogether.

After hesitating, he heard a sound, and turned his head to see that the young man was standing up from the pit with difficulty, waving his hand to remove the dust from his body, but the blood stains on the snow-white robe could not be ignored.

The young man shook his head and smiled, as if he was distressed that he had wasted his clothes.

King Jizo's eyes narrowed into a slit, a trace of cruelty flashed on his face, and his breath returned to its peak.

Who knew that the young man smiled and said, "King Jizo, don't worry, let me take a breath first." ”

In the long years, the King of Jizo has seen countless people, ghosts, snakes, and gods, but it is rare for someone like him to treat life and death as indifferently, and he finds it more and more interesting, and sneered: "Let you linger for a while." In my heart, I was thinking about who the young man's master was, and it was not easy to teach such an apprentice, but not to provoke a strong opponent for myself.

Yang Xiaotian finally stepped out of the deep pit with one foot, and when the expression of the King of Jizo changed slightly, the young man sat cross-legged on the ground, and with the remaining hand, he took out a porcelain bottle from his body, and poured a few pills indiscriminately and took them.

Purple-gold light began to linger around Yang Xiaotian's body, although it was a little dim, it lasted for a long time, like a little light in the chaos.

The more the King of Jizo looked, the more he felt disliked, his face sank, his eyes burst into light, and in an instant, the breath in the reincarnation hall was agitated, and there were ripples in the air, and there was a hurricane gradually condensing, and he was about to do it, but he saw that the eyes of the Immortal Monarchs looking at him were a little strange, and the King of Jizo was startled, and took away most of the breath, but he was secretly terrified: it seems that what the man said is true, his mood has indeed changed a lot, and he can't allow the young man to breathe for a moment.

It's just that soon, the king of Jizo waved away the unpleasantness that lingered in his heart, and he couldn't care much about it, and his majesty couldn't allow a mortal to provoke him.

At this moment, the young man had slowly stood up, his straight body was like a lonely peak standing proudly, and he turned his head to see Yuan Xiaohua, who was weakly breathing, looking at him with wide eyes, so he smiled at him, nodded, and didn't say anything.

Only one hand was left to move, the sunset bow could not be moved, and it lost its effect, so the young man simply carried the sunset bow behind him, and put out a fist with one hand, dominating the world and being full of spirit.

"Humph!"

King Jizo stood upright, snorting coldly, his expression as cold and ruthless as a glacier, and a faint purple aura in front of him, swirling into the shape of a dragon.

Yang Xiaotian kicked his feet on the ground, and the person shot out like a stone, and when a punch was blasted out, the dust and smoke were billowing out, like a pile of soldiers and horses pressing the realm, rolling and swinging, and the young man was the general among thousands of troops.

In an instant, countless fists slammed into the dragon-shaped purple qi.

Thundered.

The mountain collapsed, the dragon-shaped purple qi collapsed, and the army was defeated like a mountain, scurrying around.

The young man seemed dissatisfied with the punch, because the Jizo king on the other side was unharmed.

In the void, Yang Xiaotian punched in front, overlooking the below, there was purple gold gas churning in front of him, rolling up the billowing smoke and dust on the ground, among the purple gas and dust, the fist was cold and bright, and the aura gathered, and in an instant, a punch was like lightning shining, thunder and lightning roared, like a giant hammer that penetrated the heavens and the earth, the thunder rumbled endlessly, and it bombarded down directly.

The King of Jizo laughed wildly, and the divine light surging in front of him, the ancient saint, the venerable of the underworld, became one.

The endless light was steaming, and there was a desolate and murderous aura.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The fist smashed into the divine light, only bringing up a burst of golden drums, and it couldn't hurt the king of Jizo in the slightest.

Yang Xiaotian smiled indifferently, suddenly turned into a streamer, broke through the air, and rushed straight towards the King of Jizo.

I saw a huge fist, magnificent weather, shaking wind and clouds, purple gold and monstrous sky, heaven and earth shaking!

King Jizo's expression finally tightened, and his divine light flickered, protecting the surroundings in front of his body.

The mountain-like fist broke through the layers of suppression, and it was unstoppable.

"Buzz!"

Hearing a loud bang, the fist finally smashed into the Jizo King's body, although the strength was much weaker, but it also blasted the Jizo King out diagonally with the lotus platform, bursting out of the dazzling ten thousand golden lights, like the rising of tomorrow.

The king of Jizo was furious, and in the roar, his hands were sealed, and countless gold seals with Buddha light shrouded the fist.

"Bang!"

The fist collapsed, and a person appeared, but it was Yang Xiaotian, covered in blood, and the remaining hand also ended up in the same place, hanging in front of him, white bones.

The young man seemed to be very satisfied, the fly in the ointment was just to break through the suppression, he consumed too much strength, and he failed to leave a wound on the body of King Jizo, and he couldn't bear Yuan Xiaohua.

The young man smiled apologetically at Yuan Xiaohua and fell to the ground with a thud.

Yuan Xiaohua's heart shook violently, and she struggled to crawl over, but found that she couldn't move, and there were tears in her eyes.

King Jizo urged the lotus platform to move towards Yang Xiaotian, his eyes looking down on the young man as if he were looking at an ant.

"As I said, you're too weak!"

The King of Jizo laughed cruelly and looked hideous, and when he raised his hand, he was about to turn the seriously injured young man into dust between heaven and earth.

Yang Xiaotian only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and a fierce Buddha seal in front of him struck through the air, and it was about to fall on him in a moment.

"Bang!"

The piercing sound of impact sounded, bringing out flickering sparks, startling boundless waves of qi that scattered in all directions.

Yang Xiaotian's eyes were tingling, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, and the original Xiaohua over there was also knocked to the ground by the breath, and fell straight face down.

After a long time, Yang Xiaotian found that the Buddha seal had not yet smashed on him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that a person in a tattered Taoist robe was standing in front of him, facing the sky with one hand, blocking the endless killing intent for himself.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaotian felt a burning eye staring at him, turned his head to look, but it was Ah Fei, so he snorted at her, with pride in his expression, you see, I'm not bad!

Ah Fei pursed his lips, as if to say that he was beaten to the point of becoming a lost dog, and he was embarrassed to say this.

Yang Xiaotian's face was slightly red, and he was about to reach out and scratch his head habitually, but when he moved, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't help but cry out "Oops", but the corner of his eye peeked towards Ah Fei.

Ah Fei pretended not to see, I don't know your little Jiujiu yet, I want me to vent for you.

"Old Xuanyuan Dao!"

King Jizo's voice was full of hatred, and he wanted to tear the old Taoist below to pieces.

"Master!"

But it was Yuan Xiaohua who heard the words of Xuanyuan Lao Dao, and forced her to twist her body, and when she saw the Taoist who broke through the sky standing there alive, she wanted to crawl over to meet her.

The old Taoist waved his hand towards that place, "It's almost out of human form, just lie there!"

"Disgrace to Master!" Yuan Xiaohua said in a low voice.

The old Taoist laughed, "What kind of childish words, you are giving the master a long face, and you actually want the king of Jizo to do it himself!"

King Jizo was furious, "Old Dao Xuanyuan, you're here today, don't even think about leaving!"

The old Taoist smiled and looked at the king of Jizo on the stage, "Jizo, I didn't say you, it's fun to have friends from afar, old friends have arrived, but you are high, is this reasonable!"

King Jizo turned his face away and stopped looking at him, but his breath was full of breath, ready to kill the old Taoist by surprise.

"Jizo, it's all a battle of spirit when you were young, everyone is old, why are you still thinking about it!" the old Taoist smiled bitterly.

The King of Jizo turned a deaf ear, and suddenly shot out a golden light, pressing down, containing boundless divine power, majestic and incomparable.

The old Taoist smiled, and the shabby long sleeves waved out, but he didn't see how majestic, but the golden light containing incomparable divine power dissipated one by one at the cuffs.

"After staying in the underworld for so many years, I haven't seen self-cultivation, and my personality is still so irritable. The old Taoist shook his head.

King Jizo did not answer.

At this moment, an even more majestic and incomparable force turbulently rose, the golden seal crossed the sky, and a burst of distortion appeared in the void, and the terrifying aura split the sky and the earth.

The old Taoist was about to make a move as soon as he made a mistake, and then a crimson figure rushed over obliquely, blocking the boundless coercion.

"You dare!"

When the king of Jizo saw that she had never seen a young woman before, he was furious.

Ah Fei sneered, "Do you think I dare!"

The old Taoist took a few steps back, and looked at King Jizo with a smile, ready to watch a good show at any time.

King Jizo's eyes were like electricity, and he caught the expression of the old Taoist, and knew that something was wrong, so he glanced at the woman in scarlet clothes a few more times, and suddenly his body shook and seemed to remember something, and shouted: "It turned out to be you, the evil animal, when did you escape?"

Ah Fei looked arrogant, "That broken place, I can leave if I want to, don't you think you can trap me!"

King Jizo's eyes narrowed slightly, thousands of years ago, in that immortal war, countless gods fell under that crimson sword, and it also became a nightmare in the hearts of the lucky immortal gods. At that time, the king of Jizo still had the common people in his heart, and in addition to extraditing the remnants of the fallen gods, he couldn't help but sigh how could there be such a strong existence in the world, and the sword of changing the sky at that time could not pose a mortal threat to him, but when he heard that the sword of changing the sky was sealed in the ruins of the cave, the king of Jizo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, anyone who was hung above his head by a deadly long sword, he would not be happy, he couldn't imagine that he was actually cultivated into a sword spirit by her, and he broke his boundless spell just now, and his cultivation has improved a lot, can he still have a chance of winning?

The old Taoist also wanted to see if the countless Heaven Changing Swords of the Immortals could compete with the King of the Earth, who had been immortal and immortal for thousands of years, so he helped Yuan Xiaohua to sit on the side for a long time, and pointed at it over there, introducing something to Yuan Xiaohua.

Only Yang Xiaotian looked calm, and he had always had unparalleled confidence in Ah Fei.