Chapter 128 Killing and Promotion! Lianxu Hedao.

"I am only here to seek an audience with the Queen Mother of the West. You can just show me the way. I know that your cultivation is so mediocre that you can't stop me at all. If you do anything, I am afraid I will accidentally kill all of you."

"Insanity!"

The man in the air suddenly snorted coldly.

One man and one sword rushed towards Yang Jian.

He is the most skilled swordsman among the survivors of Woye. Over countless years, he has been constantly comprehending the way of the sword.

All flesh and blood in this world were cut off by one sword in front of him, and the madman in front of him was no exception.

As soon as he got the chance to attack, he couldn't wait to show off his swordsmanship.

When the time comes, when the people of Woye see the power of his attack, they will surely worship him as the ancestor of swordsmanship and follow his swordsmanship.

One man, one sword, like a fairy from the sky.

The immortal swordsman, his sword is invincible!
He imagined the cheers of his people.

Then his eyes looked eagerly at the madman who was getting closer and closer.

The madman frowned, no doubt because he was afraid of the sword in his hand.

That’s right, three hundred thousand years ago, he danced with swords in front of the Queen Mother of the West and received her applause and praise.

The Queen Mother of the West praised him for his sword-dancing which had reached a new level and changed the perception of all creatures in the ancient world about swords as weapons, and said that in his hands, this thing was like a pearl thrown into the dark.

Such praise is unheard of in the Woye Kingdom. If he cannot become the Sword Ancestor of Baiyujing, then who can be the Sword Ancestor?

The madman was right in front of him, and he stabbed with the sword in his hand.

The next moment, his consciousness went dark.

Yang Jian looked at the guy who was rushing down at him in surprise. He simply pointed his three-pointed, double-edged sword at the opponent, and then he rushed straight up.

Before his death, the fanaticism in his eyes left him confused.

Could it be that these fertile land survivors have lived too long and each of them is abnormal?

"How brave! This boy is so strong, let's go together."

The next moment, a sky full of magical attacks poured down towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian used his water cloud body to constantly transform from virtual to real, and then from real to virtual, avoiding magical attacks.

These people didn't come down from the air, so if he jumped up and shot them, they would be sitting ducks.

Thinking of this, he poured his magical power into the weapon in his hand, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword suddenly became longer.

It was like a long sword piercing the sky, stirring in the crowd.

In an instant, blood rained down.

These people had mediocre cultivation levels, and when they encountered the top-grade spiritual treasure in Yang Jian's hand, their protective spells were of no use at all.

It was like cutting tofu with a knife, it collapsed at the first touch.

The devil's eyes looked excited, absorbing the essence unscrupulously.

The magic power in Yang Jian's dantian was boiling. During the battle, his essence was constantly absorbed by the magic eye.

Not only did his magic power not deplete, but it increased instead.

Because his cultivation is increasing.

As he slaughtered more people, his dantian felt a little swollen.

The bottleneck of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness has been reached.

Even though he killed so many people, the number of people did not decrease at all.

These people's faces are still so familiar.

"Whoosh~"

Suddenly, a sword stabbed at him.

He casually cut him in half, but suddenly discovered that this man was the idiot who was pierced by his sword at the beginning!
These people can actually be resurrected!

Yang Jian told the Demon Eye about this guess.

"It must be the ability of Red Hydrangea!"

The Demon Eye told Yang Jian his guess.

After all, in Chaoge City, the soldiers who were refined into a mass of flesh and blood by the devil were all resurrected one by one by Nuwa.

It is easy to revive these people now.

Nuwa definitely had a reason for asking him to come here. It's impossible that she wanted him to kill to his heart's content!
This guess suddenly flashed through Yang Jian's mind for no reason.

The next moment, he felt a surge of magic power in his dantian, and the spirit platform of the Nigongwan between his eyebrows suddenly disappeared.

Originally, Nigongwan had a spiritual platform, in which was his primordial spirit. The primordial spirit suddenly appeared in the dantian and merged with the magic power, starting a transformation.

In the realm of Lianxu Hedao, the primordial spirit will move to the dantian. As the primordial spirit and dantian get closer, the control over magic power will be greatly enhanced.

His realm has broken through from refining the spirit and returning to emptiness to refining the emptiness and merging with the Tao.

Yang Jian couldn't help but let out a long roar, invisible sound waves echoed around him, and his red eyebrows and vertical eyes revealed a bloodthirsty look.

"Since you don't know how to live or die, I will kill you until you beg for mercy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light flew out from each of the twelve attics in the distance.

Looking at their spiritual energy, they are all at the immortal level.

In addition, countless remnants of the Woye Kingdom formed a military formation on the ground and attacked Yang Jian.

"Well done!"

Yang Jian looked excited.

The next moment, his body suddenly grew taller against the wind, and after growing to ten feet, he stopped temporarily.

The amount of mana consumed by the magical power of controlling the heaven and earth is related to the size of the body.

If it was as huge as the day when he split the mountain, he could only hold out for ten breaths at most.

But if it is only ten feet, and his strength increases about three times, he can hold on for three quarters of an hour.

Plus, there are so many living beings in front of it for the magic eye to absorb their essence.

He felt that he could keep killing.

Kill these people until they beg for mercy, and then take them to see the Queen Mother of the West.

According to these people, Queen Mother of the West is not dead.

Then as long as he meets the Queen Mother of the West, all the answers will come to light.

I think this is what Nuwa meant, and it is also a test from Nuwa for him.

"kill!"

The next moment, he rushed out straight ahead, and with a slash of his knife, he slammed Xing Tian's head, which was originally in his hand, towards the attacking immortal.

Xing Tian looked terrified, and while enduring the severe pain in his head, he looked at the person coming with a ferocious face: "I am Xing Tian, ​​one of us, hurry up and catch him."

What greeted him was a magical seal, and he was knocked away again.

Fortunately, his head was strong enough to keep him safe for the time being.

After he stabilized his head, he looked at Yang Jian angrily: "In Baiyujing, the people of Woye Country are all immortal. Even the Golden Immortal will suffer here. How dare you, mortals who have not yet become immortals, be so arrogant? Even if you are strong in fighting, how long can you hold on?"

"Noisy~"

Yang Jian swung the weapon in his hand, and the sharp blade light smashed towards Xing Tian's head.

But he dodged it and flew away quickly.

But suddenly he felt something heavy pulling him from behind.

He looked back and saw that it was Yang Jian who had caught up with him at some point and was pulling his hair, preventing him from moving forward.

Yang Jian held a knife in his right hand and held Xingtian's head in his left hand, using it as a meteor hammer.

For a moment, it was as if the devil had descended to the earth and no one could defeat him.

However, the attack from the twelve immortals from the Woye Kingdom in the sky was so powerful that he could not meet it and could only use his water cloud body to temporarily avoid the attack.

As soon as he dodged a round of attacks, the creatures of the Woye Kingdom surrounding him met with disaster.

In an instant, broken limbs were scattered everywhere.

The killing stained the surrounding white jade buildings with a hint of blood red.

Yang Jian didn't know how long he had been killing, he only knew that the twelve tall buildings that were originally far away were getting closer and closer.

People kept rushing out from the twelve tall buildings.

It seems like there is no end to killing them.

Just like weeds, when the spring breeze blows, they grow densely again.

Even though killing people was as easy as mowing the grass, Yang Jian still felt a little tired.

The next moment, the sound of gongs was heard.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang~"

The dense and noisy noises make people feel irritated and uneasy.

(End of this chapter)