Erlang God stood on the ground, didn't even look at the mountain god, just looked at Meng Huan.

"Xuan Gong turned three times, and you are still holding Yuan Hong's weapon?" Yang Jian's face was strange, "You are Yuan Hong's descendant?"

Meng Huan's heart suddenly changed: When did he get involved with Yuan Hong, and this weapon was Yuan Hong's weapon?

He looked at the golden hoop stick in his hand and weighed the pros and cons. Ordinary people may not know, but he knows that Yuan Hong secretly learned the Nine Turns Xuangong left by Yuding Zhenren to Yang Jian, and was entangled with Yang Jian's cause and effect, which was not only a stepping stone for Yang Jian, but also a substitute for him to be robbed.

"Yuan Hong, what Yuan Hong!" Meng Huan pretended not to know, and he was not Yuan Hong's descendant, if he confessed it, wouldn't he have a cause and effect with Yang Jian?

"I don't care if you are Yuan Hong's heir, since you have obtained his weapon, then let me see what you are capable of. Yang Jian waved his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and said arrogantly to Meng Huan.

Meng Huan was bitter in his heart, he made three turns of Xuangong, where was Yang Jian, the opponent of a person who had become a saint in the flesh?

The old mountain god saw that the two were going to fight, and he was also anxious, the so-called gods fought, mortals suffered, he couldn't move at this time, and he was bound to be affected by the pond fish.

Meng Huan's mind turned, if he tried everything today, it seemed that there was not much chance of escaping from a Golden Immortal level person, and he would also expose the innate treasure and put himself in an even more dangerous situation.

"Look, you just need to catch my punch, and I'll let you live!"

Yang Jian clenched his fists and raised.

Meng Huan's heart tightened, and King Kong threw it and hit Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's physical body is comparable to a spiritual treasure, how can he be afraid that this is just an immortal treasure-level vajra?

With a flick of his fingers, he flicked King Kong back, rubbed shoulders with Meng Huan, and shot into the ground.

"King Kong Zhuo, it's a bit interesting, are you the heir of Lao Jun?" Yang Jian was shocked.

"Forget it, for the sake of Lao Jun's face, I'll seal you here!"

Without waiting for Meng Huan to speak, Yang Jian's clenched fist was released, replaced by a palm, and slapped towards Meng Huan.

This palm is extremely ordinary, there is no gorgeous aura, there is no monstrous majesty, it is just a plain palm, but there is a great power that Meng Huan can't dodge.

The so-called road to simplicity is probably like this.

Meng Huan could only watch as the palm imprinted on his body and slap himself into the ground.

"This ......" Meng Huan didn't feel a little pain, he only felt that his body was sinking, and the palm print was very ingenious, trying to knock him into the ground.

After a while, Meng Huan arrived at the forbidden place, but he only paused slightly, and then sank, and the prohibition did not seem to have the slightest hindering power.

"It's okay!" Meng Huan breathed a sigh of relief, this fate was saved.

The use of King Kong Zhuo was Meng Huan's decision after careful consideration, he was gambling that Yang Jian would make concessions to the brand of Renjiao.

Sacrificing the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree may be able to stand above the ordinary Xuan Immortals, but in the face of Yang Jian's kind, it is self-defeating. Not only can't he fight, but he may also think that he also got it by luck.

Soon, he was driven deep underground, to a cold place. And on it, there is a palm print, with a kind of perfect charm, quietly imprinted there.

"Can't get out?" Meng Huan looked at the palm print, and knew that it was Yang Jian's method, and he couldn't break through.

Bite......

With a clear sound, Meng Huan found that this was King Kong Zhuo back.

There seemed to be a space underground, but it was dark, there was no light, no noise, and Meng Huan seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat echoing.

He poked out, only to find it empty, and the space seemed to be empty.

......

Yang Jian unlocked the prohibition on the mountain god's body, and his face was strange, because he found that this prohibition method seemed to be a prohibition based on Zhou Tian Xingdou.

When he was a god in ancient times, he had dealt with Lu Jian and had come into contact with this technique a little.

The mountain god got rid of the ban and immediately arched his hand and said, "Thank you Zhenjun for saving me!"

Yang Jian waved his hand, didn't care, didn't take it seriously.

"You have been guarding here for hundreds of thousands of years, have you ever noticed the abnormal movement that suppressed the punishment at the foot of the mountain?" Yang Jian asked, adding, "No matter how big or small!"

The old mountain god thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I have experienced countless years here, and I have never felt any changes, and the little god has never left his post without permission. ”

Yang Jian nodded, but he was disappointed in his heart, he still wanted to see if Xingtian had woken up. The Nine Turns Xuangong he cultivated was originally adapted by the Xuanmen Immortal based on the Nine Turns Xuanyuan Gong of the Wu Clan, if Xingtian moved, he might be able to find his way to break through from Xingtian.

"Forget it, the catastrophe is coming, there must be a chance to break through!"

This is a succession of the Divine Tribulation, and only their veteran immortals know about it.

"Zhenjun, please also say a word for the little god in front of the Jade Emperor Great Heavenly Venerable, the little god has been here for too long. ”

It was not easy to see someone who could speak in the heavenly court, and the old mountain god would naturally not let it go.

Yang Jian glanced at him and said, "I won't go back to Heaven to report on my work, you can tell the above yourself, what should you say!"

The mountain god shouted that it was a pity, he was boasting about his greed for heaven, and he couldn't match Yang Jian's words, so he retreated to the second.

"Zhenjun, my magic weapon was taken away by that madman, you see!" He wanted Yang Jian to come forward and snatch it back for him.

"That man has been suppressed underground by me, you can go down and get him!"

Yang Jian didn't stay anymore because it didn't make any sense. He turned into a roc bird and flew towards the way he came.

The mountain god watched Yang Jian disappear, and his heart was empty.

"Let's tell the situation first, see if you can be transferred first, and leave this hellish place. ”

The mountain god took out the divine pardon and conveyed the situation here, he didn't dare to exaggerate the credit, who knows if Yang Jian framed him?

......

At the bottom of the mountain, Meng Huan's divine sense probed this underground space and found that there was really nothing, let alone any punishment.

He only found that there was a faint layer of prohibition on the space, which seemed to be able to be broken by him, but the palm print left by Yang Jian was difficult to break through.

"Erlang God Yang Jian, when I am successful, I will go to you to settle the account. ”

The ninth turn of Xuanyuan Gong is only a turn, and the strength is tens of millions of miles away, and Yang Jian's cultivation is the lowest of the fifth turn of the flesh sanctification, and Meng Huan's only three turns of Xuangong, where is the enemy of him? Sun Wukong, who can fight with Yang Jian, can also fight with one after eating countless elixirs and immortal fruit spirit brewing.

Meng Huan's heart relaxed, only to find that his body was cracked, blood continued to seep out, and the skin and flesh were connected with difficulty, and the body seemed to be torn apart.

"Let's heal first!"

Meng Huan took out the purple-veined peach, and he divided it into two parts, one for the distraction and one for himself, in case of emergency.

At the entrance of the peach, the huge essence was instantly absorbed and refined, repairing Meng Huan's injuries.