Yang Jian stared at Kong Xuan, countless energy tentacles poured out of his seven-dimensional body, and swept out of the various dimensions he knew, searching for it domineeringly.

Yang Jian's ontology is very different from that of other monks, and most monks will inevitably need to build their own ontology as long as they have not achieved the cultivation of complete contract with space like land pressure, and the construction of ontology is a core knowledge in the evolution of cultivation. It can be said that everything that the monks do revolves around how to build the ontology.

More than ninety percent of the monks are building some kind of structural and stable ontology, and they will synthesize all their knowledge of space, dimension, and energy to design an optimal structure for their ontology, which is solidified, and the standard of optimization lies in better storage and operation of energy.

Almost all monks believe that there is only one optimal ontological structure for themselves at a certain time, and that successfully finding this ontological structure is of great benefit to storing more energy and comprehending new dimensions in the future.

However, Yang Jian and his teacher Yuding did not think so, and the exercises of their vein were very strange, called ** Xuan Gong, this kind of exercise did not tell the practitioner how to build a certain ontology structure, but taught the monk to build a flexible ontology. Yuding believes that there is no one optimal way to construct an ontology that can adapt to all situations, and that a monk's ontology should be like clouds and flowing water, and should naturally change and ← at any time and anywhere, in order to achieve the best state of adaptation to different environments.

The ontology constructed by ** Xuangong is a kind of easily deformable structure, just like the intersection points are connected by a live axis, and even the key nodes in the ontology can be fused and disconnected at any time!

Possessing this ontological structure not only requires the monk's mind to be flexible and highly perceptive, but also has extremely strict requirements for the energy to construct the ontology. Generally speaking, the strength of the body is more than sixty percent, which is determined by the structure of the body, and this ratio even reaches ninety percent for monks who are relatively low in cultivation, and the rest of the strength is determined by whether the energy that makes up the body is strong or not. However, for the ontology constructed by ** Xuangong, due to the changeable structure of it, the strength of the ontology is six or seven percent dependent on the composition energy to provide.

Yang Jian's body is composed of a turquoise strong energy, which is full of vitality, like a small snake with its head held high, and it is soft with incredible tenacity. When Yang Jian's energy was exploring forward, the body did not stand still, and the original seven-dimensional overall structure was discrete layer by layer, rapidly collapsing, from seventh-dimensional to sixth-dimensional to five-dimensional and even three-dimensional directions, which made the space that could hold his energy shrink sharply, but there was no squeezing phenomenon.

This is the biggest difference between Xuangong and ordinary exercises, the ordinary cultivation body is like a container that holds energy, the more dimensions the greater the capacity, and the Xuangong is to build all the energy as part of the ontology structure, which is very similar to the gold liquid that constituted the four-dimensional body of land pressure back then.

The dimensional collapse of Yang Jian's body did not stop, and the compressed energy made him shine dazzlingly. Yang Jian, who suddenly merged into a two-dimensional dungeon, turned into a thin, thick-laced picture in the blink of an eye, and then his body was completely reduced to a one-dimensional picture, shrinking into a thin line in an instant, and the bright light was compressed to the extreme, transforming into a dark green color. Then the thin line went backwards and upwards with a "whoosh!" sound, and Yang Jian actually escaped.

The energy belt that Yang Jian exuded was in vain, and he couldn't grasp Kong Xuan's position at all. Kong Xuan let him search, and it was not until Yang Jian turned into a line and fled backwards that he smiled contemptuously, and his figure disappeared.

Yang Jian's one-dimensional body escaped extremely fast, just like that, he had already come out of the Sanshan Pass Wall, as long as he returned to Zhou Yinghui, he still had the strength to fight with Manjushri, Fuxian, and Qingxu!

Between Sanshan Guancheng and Zhou Ying was a ten-mile-wide blank space, this distance was a very short distance in the eyes of a monk, but when Yang Jian flew over Wuli and secretly relieved, the entire blank area was suddenly shrouded in bright five-colored light, and the darkness of the deep night was dispelled!

Single-dimensional, Yang Jian's speed stagnated, and he was stunned to find that all the dimensions he knew were blocked, and strange energy filled the space of every point, and this energy was like glue tightly bonded to the space it overflowed. Yang Jian regretted that it was very convenient to escape in the one-dimensional form, it was almost difficult for the enemy to find him, but if he was controlled in the one-dimensional form, it would become the most impossible thing to get out!

If the body is trapped in a high-dimensional form, with the ability of ** Xuangong to change the form of the body almost arbitrarily, Yang Jian can easily obtain the space for a buffer counterattack through collapse and change, although it may not be able to win, but it will not be helpless, but now in order to escape, it has shrunk into one dimension, and all the dimensional directions are densely killed by energy, and there is no buffer room anymore!

If you shrink it again, it will become a dot...... Shrinkage can be contracted, but Yang Jian's body contains a lot of energy after all, and this shrinkage into one dimension is already the limit, because the energy limit will produce a strong cohesion after compression, Yang Jian is also a last resort, he has to expand from this dimensional form, and it will take a lot of hands and feet. But if it is reduced to a point...... Yang Jian will no longer be able to spread out, and the extremely powerful cohesion will make this point collapse infinitely, even if his ancestor Yuan Shi Tianzun comes, he will not be able to find him again.

Yang Jian recognized him, quieted down, and no longer resisted, leaving the master of this power at his disposal.

The net was caught by the target, and Kong Xuan began to close the net. This kind of colorful energy is what Kong Xuan himself has, and it can be firmly bonded with space, that is to say, Kong Xuan can be glued with a part of the space at will, which is quite similar to the magic power of land pressure.

The energy of the five colors was slowly lifted from the side close to Zhou Ying, this lifting was very difficult, like lifting the super glue from the strong side where it had been firmly pasted, and the energy of Kong Xuan tore apart this space. Sizzling dimensional faults, dark and strange space depressions, appeared next to Zhou Ying, Kong Xuan took advantage of this opportunity to launch a tentative attack on Zhou Ying by the way.

The cracks and depressions in space produce a huge gravitational pull, and these cracks and depressions are not concentrated in one point, but are widely distributed on a transverse plane more than ten miles long. The fences, tents, sundries and avalanches of the Zhou army were sucked into the pitch-black cracks and depressions, and all kinds of cracking sounds and people shouted that the neighing of horses was so harsh at night, not only did the Zhou army completely blow up the pot, but the people and horses of Sanshan Pass all walked up to the city to know what was going on.

Deng Jiugong also walked to the head of the city with his daughter with red and swollen eyes, and the scene outside the city made their eyes widen. Between the outside of the city and the Zhou camp, the ten miles are full of five-colored brilliance, and the brilliance extends to the sky, as if it is gathered together at a very high place. It was like a huge pillar of brilliant light standing on the plains.

The pillar of light rose a little bit astringently, as if it had the weight of ten thousand stones, and in the place where the pillar of light left, the space was like a cloth that had been torn vigorously, and black cracks continued to appear, as well as the huge cracking sound.

The cracking sound was mixed with the miserable howl of the Zhou people, and in the ears of Jiugong and the others, their spirits couldn't help but lift!

Who will come to the rescue? Could it be ...... Although Deng Jiugong knew that Kong Xuanhui had some strange skills, he couldn't imagine that he was so powerful.

The three of them, Wenshu and the others, who were living in seclusion in the Zhou camp, had already been alarmed, and the three of them were already floating in the air, and they were crying bitterly in their hearts, and the timing was really unfavorable! Because this was not the direction of the main attack, only a few of them were arranged, like Guangcheng, Taiyi and others, as well as the new humanoid weapon "Nezha", all on Huang Feihu's side in front of Qinglong Pass.

Jiang Shang also jumped out at this time, looking at the spatial crack's wreak of destruction of the Zhou army's front camp, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately, he was diligent and transferred the Zhou army's descendants to thirty miles away, and all the people who stayed here were the Rong clan, hehe......

The pillar of light gradually rose, and the bottom layer had completely left the ground, but in the overall movement of this pillar of light, the damage to the space became more and more serious, and the earth cracked, and strange vacuum bands appeared in the air.

"Quack!" An earth-shattering bang erupted as the ground burst open, a bottomless crack that passed through the entire Zhou camp, devouring countless supplies and lives, and then closing in a deafening roar. The spirit of the Rong people collapsed, they believed in the gods more than the people of Shang and Zhou, and the terrifying sight in front of them they thought was the punishment of the gods!

More than 100,000 Rong people in the front camp were killed or wounded in this short period of time, and 20,000 or 30,000 Rong people who were still alive did not flee or retreat, believing that this disaster was a punishment of the gods for their failure to fight. Dozens of large and small Rong tribes directly crossed Jiang Shangshuai's command and launched an attack on Sanshan Guancheng in advance.

Jiang Shang climbed a low mountain nearby with the support of Bukit at this time, although his body was replaced by Lu Press, he did not need Bukit's support at all, but ...... Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at Zhou Ying, who was in chaos and bursting with murderous voices, Jiang Shang smiled and said to himself: "I don't know what to arrange for a troop formation, this Rong warrior is really suitable for me to step on and kill a poisonous hornet......! It's okay for the Rong people to die a little, but it would be bad if they died too much!"

Jiang Shang turned his head and smiled at Qingxu who had just fallen beside him, "Trouble this senior brother to take me to the sky!"