The giant of the Golden Clan was stared at by Yang Jian, and the grief in his brain instantly dissipated, and his huge body of three thousand meters tall actually trembled.

He smelled death, so close to himself that he could reach it.

"Save ......"

The giant of the Golden Clan was just about to open his mouth, but his voice stopped abruptly, because between his throat, there was a blue spear, and on the spear, thunder shot out, like tentacles into the body of the Golden Clan giant, destroying all the vitality in his body.

"Eighty-fourth. ”

When Yang Jian made a move here, other places were not idle, he was dedicated to two things, while solving the slightly tricky king, while controlling the formation to draw the power of the 100,000 Yin soldiers outside, hoeing out some opponents who were slightly easier to solve for himself.

Since then, there have been eighty-four kings who have died at his hands, either directly or indirectly.

This piece of heaven and earth has never been peaceful, every time a king dies, the heaven and earth will give birth to a sad breath, as if lamenting the fall of Tianjiao, sorry for them.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, because they deserve to die. ”

Yang Jian felt the sad atmosphere between heaven and earth, and his expression was not sad at all.

He was in a deep danger before, surrounded by 200,000 Yin soldiers, but he saw that many kings who kept coming were actually grinding their fists and expecting him to die, and even worse, they also put out wine and meat, watching.

At that time, Yang Jian sentenced them to death in his heart.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Yang Jian looked at a void beside him, and he sensed an abnormal fluctuation, which flashed and disappeared, like an illusion.

He knew that this sentence was not an illusion, and if he hadn't laid out the formation, he might not have been able to sense it.

"Can't help it?"

Yang Jian sneered in his heart, knowing that someone in the secret had already united, and after those "bait" continued to die worthlessly, they couldn't sit still.

In the void, a black spear emerged like a spirit snake in the netherworld.

This blow, whether it is the timing or the choice of direction, can be called perfect, it can be said that in the realm of the king, there are absolutely only a handful of people who can block this blow, even if the Holy Son encounters it, he must face it squarely.

However, what he met was Yang Jian, and this piece of heaven and earth was controlled by Yang Jian, allowing him to occupy a favorable position.

Yang Jian's divine sense was fully opened, and he knew that it was impossible for such a far beyond ordinary Tianjiao to borrow a knife to kill people, because their divine sense was strong and could predict danger in advance, coupled with the hole cards and secret treasures on their bodies, it was too difficult to kill them, and they had to go all out.

Of course, the all-out effort that Yang Jian refers to is not really giving up all means, but just dealing with it seriously.

There are not many people who can make Yang Jian serious, and every one of them is a sensational Tianjiao in the mainland, but they have the same characteristic, that is, they are short-lived.

"Hide your head and show your tail, no matter what kind of ghost you are, there will be only one end in the end!"

Yang Jian was very calm, knowing that there were already at least ten top kings around him at the moment, but he was still very calm.

The next moment, blood-red clouds surged, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.

After the black spear missed, the field fell silent.

There was no one, no sound, and an eerie atmosphere.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a scream rang out, accompanied by a thick black mist.

I saw a black-robed figure fall out of the void, with panic and incredulity on his face.

He used the secret treasure on his body to open up a small space of ten square meters and was able to safely get through the difficulties in front of him, but in the end he couldn't help but make a move, because his prediction was that even if he couldn't get it, he would never be exposed.

But the reality was not as he planned, he didn't understand why Yang Jian was hiding deeper than him, and he found his hiding place accurately.

"Is it hard to believe? If you want to kill me, I'll give you a suggestion, at least get to know me first. ”

Yang Jian sneered, there was someone playing hidden in front of him, didn't he know that he had a magical ability to investigate the delusion?

Unless he can penetrate deep into the chaos, or is guarded by a secret treasure beyond his absolute power, he will be found out in the end.

"The aura on your body is familiar, Xuanming Sect?"

Yang Jian asked himself and answered, "I remember that last time I was in the Forsaken Battle Realm, I met a person from the Xuanming Sect, who attacked me three times and twice, and each time he wanted to kill me. Guess what happened to him? I killed him. ”

"Hmph, don't kill me for you, although we are trapped in the formation, we are not fish and meat that you can slaughter at will!"

The man from the Xuanming Sect spoke, his voice gloomy.

Yang Jian couldn't deny it, now there were at least ten qi machines locking him, as long as he made the slightest movement, he would definitely usher in a devastating blow.

"Is this your confidence?"

Yang Jian looked at the person from the Xuanming Sect, shook his head and said, "It seems that you all know that you have fallen into my formation, and you have not yet realized it, it seems that you are not lightly ill." ”

The Xuanming Sect man raised his head suddenly, not knowing what Yang Jian meant by this, but his heart was beating wildly, and he had a very bad premonition.

The next moment, he looked at his heart in disbelief, and at some point, there was a golden flying knife stuck there.

There was silence all around, and immediately after, ten attacks that even the Holy Son had to dodge came out of the void.

A brilliant sword light crossed the sky, and the silver light was vast, like the Nine Heavens Divine Waterfall, exuding Ling Ran's sword intent, and the void was cut, even the king-level divine soldiers had to be cut off.

This is a terrifying sword cultivator, extremely powerful!

Nine golden fire dragons soared into the air, illuminating the void, and the yin qi here was suddenly evaporated in a large area, as if the sun illuminated the dark corners, with a blazing wave, dozens of miles of glacial areas were melted, and then turned into large areas of magma, and thick smoke billowed out.

"Donglin Sacred Mountain!"

Yang Jian is so familiar with this kind of breath that he hates it to the core!

Unexpectedly, this time he was able to recruit a king of Donglin, even if he was not a holy son, he made money.

On the other side, another golden dragon rose into the sky, the golden light was shining, and every piece of scale armor was lifelike, and there was no scorching temperature, but it carried a thick dragon might. The golden dragon has a trace of reckless ancient aura, its breath is terrifying, swallowing golden aura, opening its teeth and dancing claws, and the king-level divine soldiers are like broken copper and iron in front of this ancient divine beast.

"Emperor Heavenly Sect!"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, when Long Wei was permeated, he knew the identity of this person, and some cells in his body were cheering, as if he had seen a relative.

"The power of his bloodline can be extracted to strengthen my physical body, or it can be directly imprinted on Jiuding. ”

Yang Jian was suddenly annoyed, those people killed before were too hasty, and they should have been suppressed if they had known that they should all be suppressed, and it would not be too late to kill them after squeezing them out.

The main thing is that everything happened too fast, this is a battle of life and death, and it is a group battle, there are hundreds of kings in the front, and there are 100,000 Yin soldiers in the back, even if Yang Jian is as calm as a thousand-year-old monster, he can't help but kill the blood slightly hot.

But it's not too late, what died before was "dross", and now what is left is the essence. Under the Son, I am afraid it is their world.

However, whether it is theirs or the Holy Son, it is all Yang Jian's in the end.

A golden talisman flew out drippingly, and its speed was very slow, but the five people dared to despise it, because when this talisman appeared, this void sank, as if every inch of space had been added with a huge force of 100,000 catties.

"Rune Sect!"

Yang Jian's eyes were cold, the only person he had bypassed in the Forsaken Battle Realm before was the people of the Divine Rune Sect, but he didn't expect that this time, the people of the Divine Rune Sect would attack him again.

"Is it true that I'm afraid of your Divine Rune Sect? Since you are a raccoon dog, don't blame me for being ruthless, don't forget about killing!"

The killing intent in Yang Jian's heart doubled.

Immediately afterward, the forces of the void appeared one after another.

The Golden Lizard Clan of Wuxia Mountain, Turtle Spirit Mountain, and the Mysterious Sea of Zhongnan, the Blood Wolf Clan of the Demon Clan, and the Ancient Dark Python Clan......

Yang Jian looked at the figures who kept coming out of the void, and frowned, "That's all, there is not a single holy son?"

Yang Jian was a little disappointed, although the people in front of him, although they were all very strong, they were still a lot worse than the Holy Son. If he met the True Holy Son, Yang Jian would feel the crisis at the first time, but now, he didn't feel it.

Qin Lei, who came from Donglin, had explosive muscles, nine fire dragons were entrenched, and behind him, there were nine rounds of suns shining and extinguishing, ups and downs.

He opened his mouth at this time and said indifferently: "We people, it's enough to kill you." ”

"You have committed a heinous crime by killing our Emperor Tianzong before, and today is your death. ”

Huang Tianzong's Emperor Ren Bing spoke, his voice was cold, and his body was filled with dragon might, with the aura of a superior person.

"What about you, I have no grievances with your Divine Rune Sect, do you want to attack me too?"

Yang Jian looked at the man from the Divine Rune Sect, his aura was ethereal, as if he could escape into the void at any time, and around him, golden runes were swirling, with a trace of regular aura.

The man spoke, "You have the breath of my junior sister's natal thing. ”

Yang Jian suddenly said that what he was talking about should be a golden circle of light floating in the ocean of his divine consciousness, which was obtained from Zhao Ling'er of the Divine Rune Sect, and it was a secret treasure of spiritual defense.

I didn't expect that after completely erasing the breath of other Zhao Ling'er, he could still be sensed by the people of the Divine Rune Sect. Yang Jian suddenly became a little vigilant, and felt that the things he had looted everywhere on his body had to be thoroughly checked, otherwise it was very likely that someone would find out about this, and then make a set for him to jump.

"The Divine Rune Sect shot at me that day, I didn't take her life, I was already benevolent and righteous, I didn't expect the Divine Rune Sect to be grateful at all, it seems that the gods and mountains in the world are really the same, not worthy of the respect of the world. ”

Yang Jian shook his head, extremely disappointed in his heart, and said, "Since this is the case, then you should all die." ”

At the same time, more than a dozen top kings in the field also shot at the same time.

"Kill!"

The dragon roared, the sword swept through the sky, the fire burned the world, and the blood wolf roared the moon...... One after another, the supernatural powers with terrifying and destructive power were released, and the eight hundred miles of void were shattered, as if seeing the end of the world.

No one could survive such a devastating attack, even the clouds and mist that shrouded for thousands of miles were all shaking, almost shattering.

On the edge of the chaotic storm, twelve figures stood faintly, their breaths terrifying, staring at the center of the storm in the distance.

Suddenly, their pupils shrank suddenly, and even some of them opened their mouths slightly in surprise, with a look of disbelief.

In the midst of that chaotic storm, a person walked out, and a bronze-colored Jiuding on his body kept spinning, the chaotic aura was swirling, and the violent chaotic storm was like all his things, and it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

At this time, the Void Realm on Yang Jian's chest had been put away by him, and he didn't want his hole cards to be exposed, because this was a surprise for all the Holy Sons.

"Was it a surprise?"

Yang Jian stepped on the chaos, his black hair was like a waterfall, his body was like golden glass, his eyes were bright, his breath was natural, without the slightest flaw, as if he was the body of a god.

"Kill!"

The demon king of the Blood Wolf Clan instantly turned bloody, and his violent aura continued to rise, approaching Xiaoyao!

In this regard, Yang Jian was just a punch.

With a bang, the Wolverine claw, which was comparable to the size of a small mountain, was suddenly shattered, and a powerful force erupted, following the giant claw of the Blood Wolf King, all the way up, causing its right arm to explode as a whole, and even affect his body, almost being broken by the waist.

The power of one punch actually beat the bloody Blood Wolf King half to death!

"Kill!"

This "killing" sound was drunk from Yang Jian's mouth, and it was suddenly like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder exploding on the Blood Wolf King's body, and with a bang, its huge body was blasted by the sound wave like a watermelon.

This is not an ordinary sound wave, but a divine sense attack, which has been transformed, comparable to a divine blade, how can the seriously injured Blood Wolf King be able to resist, and he was directly shocked and fainted.

Yang Jian did not hesitate to suppress the Blood Wolf King and put it into the space ring. The Blood Wolf King's means of instantly increasing his strength are worth his research, and there may be an unexpected gain.

Immediately afterwards, he shot again, and every time he moved, on top of the bronze nine tripods, there would be a large number of patterns glowing, turning into different divine blades, or martial arts powers, and killing everyone around him.

Yang Jian alone crisscrossed among the eleven top Tianjiao, killing in and out, and did not fall behind.

Every time he made a move, he either beat Huangrenbing backwards and coughed up blood, or beat Qin Lei into doubt.

This is the first time Yang Jian has released the power of Jiuding, although he used it to fight against Liu Cha last time, but it was a bloodless battle, and it was not a battle at all.

He only used seventy percent of his strength at this time, but he was still devastated, and his combat power soared directly, and with pure strength alone, he was able to completely destroy the arrogant bodies of the group of heavens around him.

Rumble!

The thousand-meter-long primeval dark python roared violently, its hard body like a king-level divine soldier was almost broken, only a trace of sinews and flesh were connected, and the injury was very serious.

"Close!"

Yang Jian stretched out his golden hand, and with the power of the demon saint, he directly suppressed this big black snake and put it into the space ring.

Immediately after, the people of the Divine Rune Sect retreated, and a large area of runes around him exploded, and there was a pain in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop bleeding.

At the same time, Qin Lei of Donglin Divine Mountain was taken care of, and the nine flame dragons were destroyed as soon as possible, directly devoured by Jiuding, and then refined on the spot.

"Poof!"

Qin Lei spurted blood, and his breath weakened sharply.

After three breaths, the two kings of the Xuanming Sect were suppressed.

After five breaths, the four kings of the Divine Rune Sect and Wuxia Mountain were suppressed.

Ten breaths later, the king of the Emperor Heavenly Sect was almost beaten to pieces, his divine consciousness was imprisoned, and then suppressed.

Fifteen breaths later, Qin Renbing's body of Donglin Divine Mountain was shattered and completely disintegrated, leaving only a tattered divine consciousness, as if he had become a wasted person.

In this battle, the 100 kings who were trapped were all wiped out!