Yang Jian, who was shocked back for dozens of miles, did not have the slightest sense of frustration in his heart, but became more confident. When the Yin soldiers on the opposite side were cheering, they didn't think that their psychology of repelling the "God of Light" was a kind of failure.

This is because they are afraid of the monstrous flame of light on the other side, if it burns, they will definitely be wiped out, they are all conscious, they are all a special kind of life, but no one wants to die if they live.

"Humph!"

The Jin Ge warrior snorted coldly, he was very dissatisfied with the performance of the 200,000 Yin soldiers under his hand, and he could naturally see that in terms of momentum, his side had fallen into disadvantage.

The main thing is that this ancient battlefield, I don't know how many years, I haven't encountered this kind of energy that restrained them so powerfully, so this fear is infinitely magnified.

Listening to a cold snort behind him, it seemed that a gust of yin wind was blowing in his ears from the Nine Shadows, with the breath of death, which shocked the 200,000 Yin soldiers, not shocked, but terrifying.

"Kill!"

At this moment, the 200,000 Yin soldiers seemed to be deprived of emotion, without the slightest emotion on their faces, let alone a trace of uneasiness and fear, with an indomitable and resolute attitude, they raised the long knife in their hands again and slashed out with a knife that was even more violent than before.

Shhh

The sword light in the sky slashed through the void, intertwined again in the middle, and condensed into a long knife that was even more terrifying than before, and it was actually three thousand meters!

If such a knife goes down, if it hits Yang Jian's body, it is no longer as simple as shaking back dozens of miles, and he will inevitably be seriously injured.

"Do you really think I'm stupid? ”

Yang Jian sneered in his heart, and the next moment, he disappeared on the spot, unable to even lock the powerful qi composed of 200,000 Yin soldiers.

"Huh?"

The Jin Ge warrior suddenly frowned, and beside him, at least twenty hundred-meter-high yin thunder exploded.

200,000 Yin soldiers united, and under the lock of the breath, even he couldn't get rid of it so easily.

Where would the Jin Ge generals know about Yang Jian's supernatural powers, these cold lifeforms don't know any rules at all, even if there are many of them, in his eyes, there are many flaws.

Sou!

A golden streamer fled directly into the void, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared among the 200,000 Yin soldiers.

I don't know which Yin soldier immediately noticed a person coming out of nowhere next to him, and before he screamed, he found that his body was wiped out with a bang.

Under the dual supernatural power fusion of the power of ten thousand years of earth heart fire and light, how could these Yin soldiers have the power to resist, and when Yang Jian raised his hand, thousands of them turned into ashes and died completely.

"Kill!"

Yang Jian stood in the army of Yin soldiers, with green eyes everywhere around him, as if he was being targeted by ten thousand ghosts. But he was not afraid, and the light flame on his body would turn into a huge fist, a golden sword, and a chain, and the form would change in a thousand forms, waving constantly, as if entering a no-man's land.

Around him, a large number of Yin soldiers died every moment, even if there were hundreds of Yin soldiers blocking his blow, there were still dozens of Yin soldiers who were shocked to death.

"Ahh

At least ten Yin soldiers were exposed to the light flames, and the yin qi on their bodies was scorched, like boiling water poured on snow, even if they were filled with this endless yin qi, they couldn't make up for the speed of death, and in the end, they were burned to ashes.

He was still in a good situation, confronting Yang Jian head-on, and was directly evaporated by the light flames in the collision, like golden fireworks blooming in the void.

Gorgeous and dangerous.

The number of Yin soldiers is rapidly decreasing, but 200,000 is not a minority, and in a short period of time, there is not the slightest change.

"Ten thousand armies! Yang Gongzi is so powerful!"

Tao Mingsan and the others' eyes were shocked, with a hint of reverence, looking hundreds of miles away, the person who was killed in the 200,000 Yin soldiers was like a god of light reincarnated.

Tao Ming's eyes were fixed on the distance, and he didn't say anything, but his heart became heavier and heavier.

Jin Ge will be able to dominate one side and is definitely not a fool. How can you not see the terrifying thing about Yang Jian's Bright Flame, there must be some calculation.

Tao Mingyi finally understood at this time why Jin Gezhan would bring 200,000 Yin soldiers to come, it turned out to be cannon fodder. No matter how strong a person is, he will be ground to death by 200,000 Yin soldiers in the end. Even if there is still a breath left, but in the end, facing the Jin Ge general, is it not the end of death?

You know, there's no light energy to replenish here. As much as you use, you lose as much as you want. What if you kill 200,000 Yin soldiers?

This is a peerless killing pit that you have to jump in!

"Not good!"

At this time, Tao Ming's face changed drastically, only to see that Yang Jian punched forward, and dozens of Yin soldiers exploded, but if it started again, as long as a hundred Yin soldiers died.

It's not that the strength of the Yin soldiers has increased, but that Yang Jian's attack power is weakening.

Manpower will eventually be exhausted, if it is in the outside world, it can also borrow the power of heaven and earth to kill the enemy, you can fight more with less, the least poor, and there is a steady stream of energy as a supplement.

But here, like hell, everywhere is the breath of the dead, and the bones are everywhere, where does the light come from?

This is an excellent battlefield for Yin soldiers, and in addition, it is the most restrained battlefield, even if you have the power of light, and your successor is weak, you will not escape the final death.

But is that really the case?

Yang Jian killed very calmly, every time he made a move, he had to harvest the lives of many Yin soldiers, and after those Yin soldiers died, they turned into the purest Yin Qi. No one saw that every time Yang Jian's Void shattered, he would devour a large amount of Pure Yin Qi, and then turn it into the power of his next attack.

It can be said that he has been borrowing his strength.

It's just that sometimes there is less power borrowed, so there are fewer kills.

Yang Jian was submerged in the Yin soldiers, only to see the green light in the sky, a golden sun continued to shine, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, and, around that golden sun, golden fireworks were exploding.

"Empty music mudra!"

"Kunpeng Palm!"

"Cloud Coverer!"

One after another, the large-scale lethality of the combat skills was beaten out by Yang Jian, and at least fifty kinds of ones were not repeated, and the seven Taoming people who watched were dazzled. And what is shocking is that every attack of Yang Jian is not superficial, but has a unique Taoist rhyme, as if it has been studied for decades.

Boom Boom Boom !!

In the sky, Yang Jian incarnated as a life harvester, and every time he moved, he took away the lives of a large number of Yin soldiers. The void of the fight rose and fell, the sky trembled, and the yin thunder exploded one after another.

Eight hundred miles away, at least a hundred figures approached here, coming from all directions. In order to speed up, they only flew at an altitude of less than a kilometer, where there was no Yin Qi Storm and could make the speed faster.

Soon, they approached and stopped three hundred miles away.

Because further on, their hearts were pounding, and they only felt that above their heads, a demon god was suppressed.

"I'll go, who is this brother? Why is he so fierce? He is actually on a par with so many Yin soldiers, this is the rhythm of being suppressed by the army!"

A young man who landed on the thousand-meter ice peak spoke, and a layer of golden light rose on him, and the yin qi was invasive.

"With such a pure power of light, even some of the Tianjiao of the Light Clan that I have seen are not so pure. ”

A young man running among the mountains stopped abruptly and looked at the sky in the distance with a solemn expression.

"There are at least 100,000 Yin soldiers, and they are still the remaining number after such a long battle, so how can there be 200,000 Yin soldiers who came this time. And that's not the most terrible ......"

A young man with a lofty instrument raised his head suddenly, his eyes were calm without the slightest strength, for fear of alarming something.

He felt and sensed the existence of the Jin Ge general.

One by one, the figures stopped outside the battle circle, and did not take a step closer. They all have extraordinary temperaments, and if they can come here, they must be dragons and phoenixes among people. So they know very well how fierce the battle in front of them is, and even they don't dare to participate in it, and they can avoid it.

was targeted by 200,000 Yin soldiers, and even the Jin Ge generals were dispatched in person, who is this person?

Coincidentally, among these people, there was a cultivator from the Light Clan, and at this time, the power of light on his body echoed with the aura in the distance, which surprised many cultivators around him.

"The Light Clan?"

A man shrouded in a black robe spoke, his voice hoarse, as if he didn't like the breath, and moved into the distance.

"Isn't that the same race as that man in the sky, why was he killed by the Jin Ge war general with 200,000 Yin soldiers?"

"Obviously, the Jin Ge warrior is coveting the bloodline of the Bright Clan, I wonder if this Daoist friend of the Bright Clan will come to the rescue of his clan brother?"

"Save a fart, if it were me, I would definitely run away. ”

Beside the cultivator of the Bright Clan, kings from different forces "whispered".

"He's not my Light Clan. ”

The young man from the Bright Clan suppressed the breath in his heart, and was sure that the person in front of him was definitely not from the Bright Clan!

Because, he saw the true face of that man, bathed in the flame of light!

"And the power of light in him?"

Someone has questions.

"I don't know why he got the power of our Light Clan, but I can be sure that he is not a Light Clan. Because, he is...... Yang Jian!"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around.

They couldn't see the face of the figure in the golden flames clearly, first, the yin qi in the center of the battle was boiling, and the chaos appeared, which was not good for their divine sense, and the Jin Ge warrior was still cold-eyed, they didn't dare to intervene blatantly, otherwise it would be easy to set themselves on fire.

But that didn't prevent them from guessing the person's identity.

He has the pure power of light, but in the power of light, the temperature is extremely high, almost approaching the temperature of the alien fire, and even the void is burning out one hole after another.

When did the Light Clan produce such a strong man?

But what surprised them was that someone from the Light Clan came out to say that the fierce man who fought with the Yin Soldiers was not from the Light Clan.

It's not a light clan, but it has the power of light, is it a natural body of light?

But what they never expected was that the final answer would break through their imagination.

Yang Jian!

What a familiar name!

What a name that makes people gnash their teeth at the mention of it!

Just five days ago, Yang Jian suddenly appeared in Yanglong City, killed a hundred kings, declared war on all the holy sons, and fought a decisive battle against Sunset Plains, shocking the mainland.

Some of them came for this, and some of them had already entered the place before. But this does not prevent them from having a common enemy, no matter which sacred mountain they come from, whether it is a demon clan or an alien, they can be Yang Jian's enemies.

He ...... Is he Yang Jian?"

A king from Bull Demon Mountain spoke, and his pair of horns were shaking in shock.

He originally wanted to follow the large army to find Yang Jian's traces and follow up and kick twice, but now that he looks, one person is against 200,000 Yin soldiers, and he has also killed the Yin soldiers to pieces, leaving only 100,000.

Is this still human?

How can this be fought?

"That's a good thing!"

A young man in white from Yunxiu Mountain smiled, his eyes flashing.

Everyone immediately understood, because no matter who fought with the Yin soldiers, they would die in the end. Even they couldn't survive.

The power of 200,000 Yin soldiers, if you want to destroy them all, you have to consume at least ninety percent of the strength in your body. As for the remaining Yicheng, will they be able to pass the level of the Jin Ge general?

"Hahaha!

Someone laughed out loud, but very cautiously, quietly, but very emotionally.

"Hehe, he's running out of steam. Someone smiled darkly, with a look of joy.

I only saw that in the sky, Yang Jian, who was deeply surrounded by the Yin soldiers, was getting weaker and weaker, and the bright flames on his body were constantly suppressed by the combined forces of the Yin soldiers.

"Burned 100,000 Yin soldiers, it seems that this is also the limit of the little guy. ”

Yang Jian could feel that the Ten Thousand Years Earth Heart Fire was like a child running a marathon, panting, after all, he had not yet evolved into the form of the final alien fire, and his power was limited, and in this kind of place, although it restrained the Yin Qi, how could the Yin Qi not restrain it?

"It's time to get back to yourself. ”

There was constantly thunder and lightning under Yang Jian's eyes, as if there was a sea of thunder, and it was about to break out.

"But it would be great if we could kill two birds with one stone. ”

Yang Jian sneered, of course he saw three hundred miles away, one by one waiting to see his "good show", among which he actually felt a lot of familiar atmosphere.

"Xuanming Sect, Emperor Heavenly Sect, Divine Rune Sect, Donglin, West Mountain, Bull Demon Mountain...... Hey, there's still the Light Clan?"

The forces of Shenshan were named by him one by one in his heart, as if they had been put on the death list.

There was a hint of murder in his eyes, which was only one of the purposes for which he "deliberately" made such a big move.

"Next, tremble!"

The next moment, all the bright flames on Yang Jian's body disappeared.

The thousands of Yin soldiers closest to him had happy faces, and they rushed forward with long knives, all wanting to cut off Yang Jian's head and compete for the first skill.

But unfortunately, the joy on their faces just bloomed, and then it was completely frozen, and then disappeared.

Rumble!

Yang Jian's body was like a star bursting open, the void rose and fell, clattering and shattering like a mirror, extending outward.

At this moment, the remaining 100,000 Yin soldiers all shook, looking at the young human who suddenly seemed to be a thunderbolt, like seeing the god of thunder.