My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 249

"This……"

"What exactly is this?"

When he saw those rushing up, Yang Jian suddenly held their heads one by one.

The latter seems to be teleporting in general!
At this moment, the expressions of the two people were in pain.

As the first-level quasi-sage, under the subversion of the quasi-sage, he couldn't even pass a single move?
This is outrageous too!

Master Shuizu saw this scene.

He is more intelligent.

Shout out: "Let's go!"

Immediately afterwards, everyone used their spiritual power to move towards Yang Jian.

Zhao Lang narrowed his eyes.

"Young people don't talk about martial arts!"

But he believed in Yang Jian, the strength of the latter was definitely among the best among quasi-sages!

Sure enough, even if the rest of the people went up together, Yang Jian showed no signs of fear.

With a wave of one hand, he released the Xiaotian dog.

After a low growl, the Xiaotian dog grew to tens of meters long!

"It turned out to be a fierce beast, could it be that he is a demon clan!"

The few people were stunned for a moment, and their eyes were full of shock when they looked at Xiaotiangou.

However, how can you lose your mind between the moves?

In just this moment of effort, Yang Jian, who stayed in the Thunder Prison all day and needed to be careful of thousands of thunder and lightning, was keenly captured!

With a cold snort, his figure suddenly changed!
Immediately, Zhou Tian's spiritual power gathered, and Yang Jian could reach such a terrifying speed with only his physical body!

I saw his right hand clenched into a fist, his arm was as fast as a thunder snake!
boom!
This punch landed on the face of the second young master of the Mu clan.

Too fast to catch!

I can't react at all!
The second young master didn't even have time to exclaim.

He was blown away by Yang Jian's punch!
After a while, it fell heavily on the distant hills like a kite with a broken string.

Although the body did not die, the body collapsed, and even the soul was hurt!

"it is good!"

Zhao Lang couldn't help but nodded.

Even a quasi-sage could not withstand Yang Jian's tens of thousands of years of cultivation.

The rest were shocked!
He hurriedly rushed over with a cloud, but the second young master of the Mu clan suddenly bled and was dying.

But hurry up and bring it back to the clan, there is still a glimmer of life.

The young master of the Shui tribe frowned when he saw it.

"let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he used his spiritual power to take the second son of the Mu family away.

"You wait!"

The words echoed across the sky after they were gone.

However, Yang Jian didn't care at all.

After sweeping his gaze to make sure that the other party had left, his legs softened and he supported Xiao Tiangou.

Xiao Tiangou looked at his weak master, and the hostility just now disappeared, and he rubbed his head against Yang Jian.

"Not bad."

At this moment, Zhao Lang's voice came out.

One person and one dog were taken aback for a moment, but when they raised their heads, they found that it was Master Zhao Lang.

Yang Jian was overjoyed.

"Master, you are here!"

With a faint smile, Zhao Lang nodded.

"That's right, it seems that the hard work these days has not been in vain."

As he spoke, he summoned a small jade bottle from Qiankun in his sleeve.

Among them is Huiling Pill.

After letting Yang Jian take it, the spiritual power in his body quickly recovered.

The blow just now had already made his body a little weak.

I was interrupted from the meditation, and it was lucky that I didn't go crazy, but I was forced to take action again. It is normal for the body to be weak and lack spiritual power at this time.

But Zhao Lang knew that if he didn't make a move, if Yang Jian was in full strength at this time, it would be really easy to deal with those people just now.

"Master, when did you come?"

Blessing the spiritual power, Yang Jian stood up.

Zhao Lang waved his hand lightly, and said with a smile, "I just came here, what state are you in now?"

"Um...the quasi-sage peak, it's been a long time since I broke through."

When asked suddenly, Yang Jian was caught off guard.

"What? Is this too slow?"

Zhao Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Jian.

The latter nodded.

"That's right! Compared with you, Master Patriarch, this disciple's cultivation progress is simply too slow!"

The brat can talk.

Zhao Lang smiled lightly.

"Why don't you hurry up and enter the Thunder Prison to practice?"

"Ah? Master, do you want to continue?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian was a little disappointed.

I thought that the ancestor appeared this time to take me away from here, but in the end I still let him continue to practice here...

"Of course, you think the quasi-sage subversive is strong?"

"In the Chaos Realm, it's easy for a few Dao sages to kill you!"

Zhao Lang's tone was beyond doubt.

"But, this disciple wants to learn some new supernatural powers! Master, can you teach me!"

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively.

This kid, he's learning oil!
Bargaining with the master?
However, Zhao Lang is not such a strict person.

Looking at Yang Jian, Zhao Lang sighed and said helplessly.

"Okay, today I will teach you Chaos Blazing Demon Slash."

"Back then, it was this trick that the ancestor severely injured Kunpeng, and made him a demon master of the demon clan, severely injured and devastated."

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang smiled smugly.

Kunpeng, who is he?

The same generation as the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace!

At that time, he had not yet proved himself.

But the power of Chaos Blazing Demon Slash directly made this quasi-sage powerhouse lose the right to compete for status in the prehistoric.

Of course, in order not to make him suffer so much afterwards.

Zhao Lang reluctantly beheaded him.

Speaking of which, the things that happened in these countless tens of thousands of years are quite interesting in retrospect.

Even if it didn't seem all that fun at the time.

"Master? Master?"

"Disciple, are you listening?"

Yang Jian interrupted Zhao Lang who was in a trance.

The latter was startled and looked at him.

"Chaos Blazing Demon Slash!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Lang flicked with one finger!
Immediately afterwards, several golden glows appeared around Thunder Prison!

The golden light continued to expand, and in an instant there were hundreds of thousands, densely packed golden waves appeared!

With another flick of the finger, the golden glow flickered!
Like a blade, he slashed into the Thunder Prison.

Suddenly, the lightning was cut off in the middle!
Thunder Prison suddenly died down!

It seems that he was shocked by the Chaos Blazing Demon Slash.

Until Zhao Lang waved lightly.

The countless golden lights gradually dissipated.

After a while, the world returned to lightning and thunder.

"sky!"

What a terrifying supernatural power this is!
I practiced under these lightnings, and I already felt that my physical body was in unbearable pain on weekdays.

But the master can cut the random lightning directly?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian couldn't help respecting Zhao Lang even more.

The latter nodded in satisfaction.

"how?"

Yang Jian nodded frantically.

"Want to learn!"

However, after a while.

"only……"

Yang Jian seemed a little hesitant.

Zhao Lang was taken aback.

"how?"

"Master, this supernatural power seems to be a kind of sword skill. Master, you have great supernatural powers, and your fingers can be turned into blades, but now this disciple only has this three-pointed double-edged gun..."

"How did you acquire this supernatural power?"

Zhao Lang waved his hand carelessly.

"Every change is the same, you can become a chaotic blazing demon!"...

That's it, that's it.

With that said, Yang Jian began to practice supernatural powers.

It has to be said that Yang Jian is extremely talented, and his cultivation speed is faster than anyone taught by Zhao Lang before.

Just a few days.

Yang Jian has successfully mastered this supernatural power.

It's just that it is still much inferior to Zhao Lang in terms of power.

A golden glow shot out from the tip of the spear, and it turned into a fierce force, rushing towards the Thunder Prison!

However, he was crazily defeated by that lightning!
Torn to pieces...

"..."

Yang Jian scratched his head in embarrassment.

The ancestor who looked at Zhao Lang was obviously embarrassed.

Zhao Langan said steadily: "It's okay, practice makes perfect, practice more, it took countless thousands of years for my ancestor to reach that level!"

With Zhao Lang's encouragement, Yang Jian nodded.

However, at this moment, Zhao Lang suddenly raised his eyebrows looking at Yang Jian!
After careful observation, his face changed drastically!

(End of this chapter)