Chapter 315: Suppressing Dapeng
Dapeng laughed grimly: "Yang Jian, today is the day you die!"

"Who are you, you recognize me?"

Yang Jian frowned, stood in the air, and stretched out his hand to stop the fire spirit that wanted to rush over.

He realized that something was wrong. The evil dragon didn't even recognize his identity, but only discovered from his and the Fire Spirit's aura that they were disciples of the Jie Religion.

And the Taoist in front of him with a strange face actually called out his name.

Yang Jian felt like this was a trap.

He opened the vertical eye between his eyebrows and checked his cultivation level, and found that he was at the same level as him, both were in the celestial realm, but his aura was mixed and demonic aura appeared and disappeared from time to time.

"You should have died long ago. It's a pity that the Caiyun Patriarch was so incompetent that he allowed you to live until today. You should consider these two extra days as what you have earned. That's it!"

After Dapeng finished speaking, he took out the revamped Linglong Tower and Saoxia Robe, and lowered the Linglong Tower over the heads of Yang Jian and the other man.

The Fire Spirit controlled the Golden Cloud Crown, and a golden light swept out, fixing the Linglong Tower in mid-air: "Yang Jian, this guy's magic weapon is not simple, let's fight quickly and decisively."

"I can see it!"

Yang Jian nodded, stepped forward, raised his three-pointed, double-edged sword, and was about to chop it down.

But then he saw the charioteer of Dapeng sweeping his robe towards the golden light in the air.

In an instant, the golden light emitted by the golden crown on the fire spirit's head dissipated.

Huo Ling's eyes were filled with horror. The Golden Cloud Crown was a treasure bestowed upon her by her master, Taoist Duobao. It was the most powerful of all her magic weapons, capable of both offense and defense. With this treasure in hand, she was confident that she could fight even against a Golden Immortal.

But now it inexplicably lost its effect.

In addition, she was covered by the Linglong Tower, which made her confused. She was covered by the small tower in the air and was absorbed into it.

"court death!"

Yang Jian let out a cold shout, he was so angry that someone dared to distract him while fighting him. He could already foresee the tragic scene of this strange demon being beheaded by him with one blow.

"镪~"

The three-pointed, double-edged sword flashed a flash of cold light and chopped directly on the neck of the strange Taoist priest, making a sound of metal clashing, sparks splashing, and the sword penetrated halfway into the flesh, causing blood to flow.

Yang Jian was astonished. He had never seen such a strong body of this monster before in his life. The monster might even be stronger than him.

Even with his full-strength attack, he was unable to decapitate the beast. Although he still had many unused magical powers, a body this strong should not be an unknown entity in the ancient world. Even if he was a monster, he should have some reputation.

Dapeng glanced at him and said, "That's quite a bit of strength. If it was a little more, you might have chopped off my head."

"Come again!"

Yang Jian's magical powers surged out crazily, his body grew larger, and the power of heaven and earth was bestowed upon his body. He pressed the blade that was chopping off the Taoist's neck downwards, vowing to chop off the man's head.

If he were given some free time, he would use his magic power to control the strange little tower and use the fire spirit to threaten him to give up resistance, which would give Yang Jian a headache.

The Taoist was suppressed by Yang Jian, and was pressed straight into the forest below with his three-pointed, double-edged sword, with smoke and dust rising up.

A fierce bird cry suddenly sounded, and a black and gold wing swung out and hit Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword.

"If you dare to resist again, I will chop off your head!"

Yang Jian threatened.

A voice came out from the smoke and dust: "I have taken your senior sister into the tower. If I die, your senior sister will also be gone!"

Then the resistance weakened in the smoke and dust.

Yang Jian held the hilt of the knife tightly, and exhaled a breath of fresh air to blow away the smoke and dust around him. He was shocked to find that the demon who was originally under the tip of his knife had turned into a huge Peng bird, and its head was stuck between the two blades of the three-pointed, double-edged knife, locked tightly and unable to move.

"Golden-winged Dapeng, it turns out to be you!"

Yang Jian's eyes flashed with surprise. Yuan Feng laid two eggs, one of which was right in front of him.

He was hesitating whether to kill this guy completely. After all, Yuan Feng had been suppressed in the Immortal Volcano, so there was no need to worry about him coming to seek revenge.

Suddenly, the small tower in the sky shone with golden light, trembled, and then turned into golden light and flew away.

"not good!"

The Golden-Winged Peng cried out suddenly and discovered that an external force was trying to compete with him for the control of the Linglong Pagoda and wanted to take the Linglong Pagoda away.

He initially suspected that it was his master, Ran Deng, but then he thought that the treasure originally belonged to Ran Deng, and if he took action, he would have no chance to fight for control, and it would be taken away in an instant.

I think it's someone else.

His life depends entirely on the fire spirit trapped in the tower. If the tower is taken away, his life will be in danger.

Thinking of this, he didn't care that Yang Jian was holding a knife to his head, and hurriedly said: "Stop the Linglong Tower, someone is fighting with me for this tower. If she is taken away, your sister will definitely die!"

At this time, Yang Jian maintained the state of following the laws of heaven and earth, and was ten thousand feet tall.

Even though the Linglong Tower is extremely fast, it still needs some time to fly past his attack range.

He stepped on the Golden-Winged Roc to prevent it from escaping, then wielded the three-pointed, two-edged sword to perform the Big and Small Ruyi Method. The three-pointed, two-edged sword grew longer and slapped towards the small tower in the distance that was about to escape.

"Boom~"

The weapons and magic weapons collided, making a loud noise.

The Linglong Tower was knocked straight into the ground and could not move.

Yang Jian held the Golden Winged Dapeng in one hand to seal off its demonic power, and with the other hand he dug the Linglong Tower out of the ground: "Let my sister out, or I will tear your head off and eat it like a chicken neck!"

"Let me go first!"

"Do you think I'm stupid? If I let you go, you'll turn around and use the world in this tower to threaten me."

"Then you can just wait for your world to be completely crushed into a pool of pulp by the Linglong Tower!"

The golden-winged Roc sneered.

Seeing that the stupid bird refused to surrender, Yang Jian stepped on it, then used the weapon in his hand to chop at the Linglong Tower, trying to split it straight apart.

However, he found that the exquisite tower was extremely hard, and even with his full strength attack using the power of Heaven and Earth, he could hardly leave any mark on the tower.

At this time, he had already recognized that this was the treasure of the Taoist Master Ran Deng. After all, after the identity of the Golden-Winged Roc was exposed, the origin of the magic weapon in his hand was easy to guess.

If Yang Jian remembered correctly, if the Western religion could really win over Taiyi Zhenren, he could use the lotus root given by the Western religion to rebuild Nezha's body.

After that, the tower in Li Jing's hand will be this exquisite pagoda, which is specially used to suppress the disobedient Nezha.

But now, by some strange coincidence, the tower has temporarily fallen into the hands of Yang Jian, where his Senior Sister Fire Spirit is imprisoned.

"You are overestimating yourself. This exquisite pagoda is a post-natal top-grade spiritual treasure. My master has been refining it for a million years. How can you break it easily? Even if a Daluo Jinxian came, he would never be able to break this treasure."

The golden-winged Roc sneered.

Hearing this, Yang Jian suddenly understood: "As long as it is above the Golden Immortal level, it will be fine?"

The Golden-Winged Peng fell silent and did not speak. His heart sank. There were many talented people in Jiejiao, and there were several Taoists who had attained the Hunyuan Dao Fruit. It would be easy for them to break into the Linglong Pagoda.

Yang Jian thought of an uncle whom he had only heard of but never met.

And the cave is located in Mount Emei in Shu.

(End of this chapter)