Yang Jian took the gourd casually, unscrewed the gourd stopper at once, and looked at the faint golden brilliance at the mouth of the gourd, and a forbidden word looming on it, he smiled slightly: "Yes, it is the seal of the Zhun Ti Saint, over the years, he has not been idle, but he has created such a magical power." ”

"It's because my cultivation is too weak, if it is in the hands of the family teacher, no matter what, this purple gold gourd will not be sealed. Mo Chen saw that Yang Jian's tone seemed to be quite praising the talisman of the saint, and said with some resentment.

"That's natural, the Taiqing saint is in front of him, and the Zhun Ti saint is afraid that if he can't see this gourd, he will already be defeated. Yang Jian looked at Mo Chen with a smile and said.

The talisman seal of the Zhun Ti Sage can indeed restrain the purple gold gourd, but that is mainly because Mo Chen's mana is too weak, otherwise, he can't ban this treasure at all, as for Taishang Laojun, no matter how the mana is cultivated, just his treasure can bully Zhun Ti to death.

"Let Zhenjun see it, please end this matter quickly, I'm still in a hurry to go back to Bibotan......" Yang Jian's words teased, Mo Chen didn't understand, he immediately urged.

"You little crow, you can't be joked. Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Okay, I'll do it, but you have to promise me one condition, no matter what happens, you must hide it in your heart, and you must not leak it in the slightest!"

"Okay, I promise you!" Mo Chen responded, there were just a few of them in front of him, what big secret could they have?

"Refreshing!" Yang Jian sighed in admiration, and then with a wave of his hand, a cyan prohibition immediately sealed the chaotic stone mountain.

This is?

Mo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little surprised, what did this Erlang Manifest Saint True Monarch want to do, and he was so precautionary? Under that layer of cyan prohibition, the aura of the outside world could not flow in at all, not to mention, even his spiritual sense could not spread, it was simply a self-contained appearance, what was he going to do with the purple gold gourd? Originally, I thought that Erlang Zhenjun was going to observe the prohibition of the Quasi-mention Saint and learn something from it, but this posture was clearly not!

"Since the breakthrough of the realm that day, I want to see if the words of this saint are all ants are true or false!" Yang Jian raised the gourd, and when he was talking to himself, he suddenly held his palm like a knife, and at that moment, everyone noticed the mighty power gathered on this palm, and the coercion that emanated made people feel chilled from the heart, but the strange thing is that on this rocky mountain, it was calm as usual, as if the power in the palm was their illusion.

Is that a delusion?

Mo Chen's heart was shocked, it was definitely not an illusion, there would be no illusion at all in his realm, but what was more surprising than that power was what Yang Jian said, weighing and weighing the words of the sage, could it be that this guy has already reached the realm of the senior brother?

The Xuandu Archmage is one of the strongest under the sage, even if you remove one of them, it is not impossible, this Erlang Manifestation Saint True Monarch wants to try the power of the saint, even if it is not as good as the Xuandu Archmage, I am afraid it is also between the best.

As soon as he thought of this, the little crow's heart suddenly dawned, no wonder, no wonder this person wanted to lay down a ban, and asked him to promise not to leak anything if he saw it, this is probably to hide his strength!

He was right, Yang Jian really wants to keep it secret, the hole cards, it is better to hide it deeper, but if there are fewer people who know, if they fight with others in the future, they will be more active, this point, the lotus seed on Mo Chen's body has already confirmed the answer, and with Yang Jian's practice for so many years, he will naturally not be unclear about the benefits of hiding strength.

Shout!

Just when Mo Chen was thinking about it, Yang Jian's palm had already slashed down silently, it was a palm knife that was looking for the usual, and even the speed was slow and tight, but when the palm knife came into contact with the ban left by the Zhun Ti Sage, there was a soft sound of 'hum', and the layer of Buddha light prohibition suddenly flourished, and at the same time, an incomparably terrifying momentum emanated from the prohibition, and the six saints of Meishan snorted in unison, their bodies were soft, and they were directly pressed to the ground by this momentum.

The little crow is not much better, although he felt the power of this seal during the battle just now, but the seal was mainly aimed at the purple gold gourd, and this will be due to Yang Jian's provocation, indiscriminate attack, although he can barely stand, but the instinctive fear in his bones still makes him break out in a cold sweat, his hands and feet are sore, and he has no strength.

In the face of the dragon, the ants can only tremble!

"What a saint's seal!" Yang Jian suddenly shouted, in that brilliance, Mo Chen and the others naturally couldn't see anything clearly, but could Yang Jian himself still not know what was going on? With this palm split, he had already used fifty percent of his strength, even if it was Qingtian, he could make a hole, but this layer of faint Buddha light seal was all right at all!

That's right, wouldn't it be a joke if the seal left by the saint was broken by him with a random palm?

"Open it for me!"

But seeing this Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun suddenly shouted, threw the purple gold gourd high, stretched out his hand, and a three-pointed two-edged knife immediately fell into his hand, he had a handsome face, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit, and at the moment when the purple gold gourd fell, the divine soldier waved!

While!

There was a crisp loud sound like slashing on the steel, the golden light at the mouth of the purple gourd bloomed more and more dazzling, and the power emitted became more and more terrifying, Mo Chen only felt like a small boat sailing on the stormy sea, and the next moment it was about to be torn apart.

He is Da Luo Jin Xian, those few cultivators are far worse than his Meishan brothers, the Tianxian level has already had a sweet throat and fainted, and the Jin Xian level is also seriously injured and unable to move, struggling to maintain the sobriety of consciousness.

Just when Mo Chen felt that he couldn't resist the aftermath of this collision mana and that momentum, suddenly, everything dissipated, whether it was Erlang Zhenjun's mana or the momentum of the purple gold gourd.

"What a saint, what a saint is full of ants!" The three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand was gone, and he grabbed the purple gold gourd, his expression full of solemnity.

This is?

Mo Chen looked at his face, and already knew the answer in his heart, this one must not have broken the seal! He shifted his gaze to Yang Jian's hand, and sure enough, it was indeed not split, and that layer of prohibition was still waiting for life in the mouth of the purple gold gourd.

"Today's matter, I hope you keep it secret, if he is in trouble in the future, go to Meishan to find me!" Erlang God was not verbose, threw the gourd towards Mo Chen's body, rolled up his big sleeves, and had already taken away the Meishan brothers, and at the same time, he waved his hand, and the cyan prohibition inside and outside the partition also disappeared, and after doing all this, his whole person rose to the sky......

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