C11

Three days later, Yao Ji had ascended to the Heavenly Court. After being imprisoned for thousands of years, she once again experienced the limitless glory of a deity. Five days later, the Palace of Our Lady of Mount Hua was opened. Although the three madams didn't want to alarm too many people, there were still quite a few people who made friends and came to the palace at the same time.

Chang'e, Hundred Flowers Fairy, Princess Long Si, and Prince Long all brought valuable gifts. Nezha, who was playing at the Plum Mountain Brothers' place heard about it and also invited them to go. Four of the six brothers came, leaving the second brother and the fifth brother behind to look after the Plum Hill Estate and the dazed Howling Celestial Dog.

After the Agarwood Chop, a deep cave was caved in near the top of the North Peak. There was a large platform in front of the cave that overlooked thousands of mountains and clouds, creating an extraordinary view. The Virgin Palace had been built in accordance with the trend of the cave, and its design was superior, yet it was refined and refined, and matched perfectly with the identity of the Three Madonna. But see the pearl offering, purple gas smoke, daghi embroidery pillars, winding water around the pool, a lot of celestial bliss.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy couldn't help but praise: "Such craftsmanship. The Third Saintess, the people who helped you build your immortal cave are truly not simple!" The supervisor of the abode was an old man surnamed Chou who was leading the way for everyone. He was grinning from ear to ear as he hastily said, "As long as the immortal elders like it, then that's good!"

Passing through the stalactite garden and crossing the natural bridge, they finally arrived at the main hall of the cave. The hall was several dozen zhang tall, with a circumference of a thousand zhang. It was magnificent and magnificent, with exquisite decorations. There was a screen in the middle of the tree. It was about six feet tall and had a strange shape. It looked like a circular mirror. One side was crystal clear while the other side was dark and devoid of any light. However, there was a kind of extremely solemn and imposing aura standing there, causing the hearts of all those who stepped into the great hall to be filled with a sense of reverence.

Nezha exclaimed and said, "Old Man Qiu, where did this thing come from?" "How strange!" The old man smiled apologetically and said, "Immortal, this thing is quite strange. Three years ago, when the mountain was split open and the three madams saw the light of day again, it suddenly surged out of the ground and no one was able to move it. "Later on, she said that she wanted to build the Holy Maiden Palace and decorate it. In the end, she said that she could take it away with just a gentle wave of her hand. It seems like this object must be fated with the Third Mother."

Chen Xiang laughed: "There's such a thing?" Let me see this screen. " He took a few steps forward and touched the screen, saying in a strange tone, "So smooth, and a little moist." Xiao Yu also stepped forward and said, "That's right, it's neither stone nor gold, I don't know what it's made of!"

At this moment, the entire hall suddenly became gloomy. The screen emitted a strong light that covered the sky and swallowed everything in the hall. Chen Xiang and Xiao Yu cried out in unison. Their hands that were caressing the front of the screen seemed to have been inserted into a pile of soft mud. The soft mud gave rise to a huge suction force, causing the person to be unable to pull back in time. In the end, the person's entire arm was sucked in.

The third mother was the closest to the two of them, and without any time to think, she reached out and grabbed her son and daughter-in-law's clothes on their backs, raising all of her mana, wanting to pull them back, but she only felt that the suction force behind the screen was extremely strong. She could not bear to let go. After a moment of hesitation, she felt her entire body flying up into the air. It was bone-piercing cold, as if she had been submerged in a ten thousand year cold pool. The light in front of his eyes became even brighter as his entire body started to plummet. He didn't even know where he was falling. She firmly gripped Chen Xiang Xiao Yu's clothes and wanted to soar into the sky, but she was shocked to discover that for some reason, she was unable to use any of her mana at all!

Everyone cried out in anger. At this time, the entire hall was filled with twisted space. The old man surnamed Chou who was leading the way laughed out loud as his appearance gradually changed into a white-haired, caped elderly man. He cried loudly, "The heavens are pitiful, the heavens are pitiful! The blood feud of the Nine Spirit Caves, will finally be repaid today! "

Nezha let out a loud shout, but he still wrapped himself around empty air. Although the old man was floating in the air, he was actually completely empty. He was actually just a remnant of true energy.

"My soul has already dispersed and disappeared from the Three Realms forever." The old man cried and laughed, "I was sworn brothers in the past and was not willing to live together with you. I hope you die together with me. Since the God Slayer Formation has been activated, who in the Three Realms can save our great enemy? Reported... "We've finally gotten our revenge …"

With a high-pitched scream, his body slowly dissipated.

Nezha raised his head to the sky and roared, causing everyone in the hall to gather together. Countless illusions and illusions appeared in the great hall, as the history of tens of thousands of years surged endlessly in all directions. The scenes of people either singing or crying, laughing or crying unceasingly flashed by in front of their eyes. Hundred Flowers Fairy had the weakest skills. She suddenly shouted, "Demon Ox, you dare imprison me!" His hand gathered true energy and shot it into the air. Nezha reached out his hand to knock her out and said, "This formation can confuse the mind. Everyone, sit down where you are and gather together to form the Forbidden World to support you. Do not mess around and seek your own death! "

Everyone released their mana and formed a large curved barrier, temporarily protecting everyone in the increasingly strange and dark hall.

The mountain wind was like a saber, the ten thousand orifices roared in anger, and the corners of his clothes flapped in the wind. The one-armed man placed Yang Jian down on the platform in front of the Virgin Palace, then stood up with his staff, while his face was as calm as water. After a long while, he pointed at the entrance of the cave behind him and said in a deep voice, "This newly formed palace is the Soul Extinguishing Formation that my elder brother built at the cost of my elder brother's family's soul dissipating."

Seeing Yang Jian frown and his threatening killing intent, he could not help but let out a long sigh and said, "Looks like this battle is still unavoidable." Fine. Today, many immortals came to celebrate opening the estate for your third sister. They have joined hands to support it. Nothing bad will happen for a short period of time. If you lose, I will fulfill the promise I made that year. If I lose, before I die, I will leave you with the technique to break this formation. The God Slayer Formation will be used at the cost of my elder brother's entire family. Yang Jian, even if I lose, whether or not I can break the formation will only depend on your luck! "

Xia Zhi took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged. A purple light surrounded his body as his origin soul followed the purple light and left his body. Opening his five fingers, the purple jade staff jumped into his hand, the one-armed man said harshly: "In order to be fair, I will fight you with my primordial spirit, Yang Jian, show me your brilliant blade, let me see if you are still the Saint True Lord who shook the Three Realms a thousand years ago!"

A clear and cold smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. It was the first time in more than three years that he had experienced such a fresh mountain breeze mixed with a moist, earthy scent. It made him feel indescribably comfortable. Yang Jian looked deeply at the mountains around him. Right here, he had suppressed his beloved third sister for over twenty years. Then, let it all end here! Third Sister, let Second Brother protect you from this unavoidable storm for the last time.

His consciousness slipped into his primordial spirit and slowly stood up from the ground. He no longer looked at this broken body and took another step forward. He stopped just like how proud and lonely he was. He extended his hand to the void and a familiar feeling came over. Suddenly, something flew towards him from the direction of the village and flew into his hand. It was the Sky Splitting Axe.

The one-armed man's gaze froze, revealing an extremely astonished expression. Yang Jian stared at the godly axe, and with a thought, a silver light shot out from his hand. The godly axe turned into a three pointed, two bladed spear, slightly trembling in his hand, causing the one-armed man to feel extremely happy!

Shaking his head and throwing away the distracting thoughts, the one-armed man slowly raised the Purple Jade Staff. His state of mind sank into the picturesque scenery of the magnificent Hua Mountain, blending himself with the heaven and earth. To use the heaven and earth as a copper furnace, to use all things as metal! " A deep and low chant was released from his mouth as the staff was thrust forward. It was ordinary, but it seemed to contain the might of the entire world as it pressed down towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was also experiencing the bright and clear blue of the wind on the summit, but his expression revealed an indescribable indifference. He simply stood on the spot with his spear pointed at the wall. He was similarly calm. However, the one-armed man suddenly felt his vision go blank. Other than loneliness, he felt nothing else. The strike that contained the might of the world was lightly deflected by the spear in Yang Jian's hand, as if it was hitting the air. He knew that he had already lost the initiative. With a long whistle, the falcon struck and the staff descended from the sky. The staff's momentum became as fierce as a mad tiger, slashing forward and causing rocks and sand to fly all over the place!

Yang Jian smiled and praised in a low voice, "What a good caning technique, what a monster!" His body was like the wind as he passed through the gap in the staff without delay. The true qi was everywhere as strange lights flashed and spear tips sizzled. It was as if thousands of spears had been struck at the same time. It did not possess much power, but it did not seem to be heavy or light; it made the clothes flutter freely in the shadows of the staff that filled the sky. However, the strength of the spear became increasingly stronger. It was as if it weighed a thousand jin, yet it was both rough and swift. A few completely different feelings mixed together, creating an extremely strange feeling.

The one-armed man shouted angrily, "Activate it with your Innate True Origin? Yang Jian, do you want to die? " With a swoosh, the staff slashed backwards, as if it was carrying a heavy weight. Yang Jian let out a sigh, and the three edges and two blades and two spears trembled, clashing with each other. With a loud noise, both of them were blown back more than ten feet.

Almost at the same time, the bodies of the two people on the ground shook greatly as well. Blood gushed out from their mouths, forming two dazzling pools of scarlet on the mountain rocks.

The one-armed man's face turned green as he pointed with his staff. He said solemnly, "The nine of Nine Spirit Mountain are sworn brothers and do not wish to live together. I wish to die together with you. In the end, seven people died under the Precious Lotus Lamp. One of them destroyed his entire sect and formed a fierce formation to seek revenge. To be born from me was already meaningless. However, it is a great fortune to be able to fight with the True Lord for the rest of your life. However, your actions, including this reckless sacrifice, have become truly without regret? "

Yang Jian's face was pale. His deep gaze swept towards the entrance of the God Slayer Formation, but he couldn't get rid of the faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He said softly, "What is there to regret? That's my sister. "

His Primordial Spirit confronted him, Beifeng angrily howling. Blood slowly seeped out from their discarded bodies. With a 'ding' and another 'tapping' sound, more and more drops appeared, and they also started dropping faster and faster.

Yang Jian held the gun with one hand and sighed, "It's time for it, it's time for it!" With an opponent like you, my life will no longer be a lonely joke. " Amidst the long howl, a ghastly murderous aura spread out. The spear's power with three sharp and two sharp blades shot out swiftly like thunder.

The one-armed man also let out a clear whistle, and with boundless emotions, the purple jade staff created a large amount of staff shadows. Suddenly, from an absolutely impossible angle, it all shot towards Yang Jian's left chest like lightning.