Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 221 [Three people break the formation and the whole army attacks]

"Yang Jian."

Yang Jian burst out with a terrifying fighting spirit, and with the momentum of having thousands of troops and horses to attack alone, he was not weak in the face of Shi Tianjun's energy.

"Kacha!"

As Yang Jiao's mana exploded, a large crack opened in the sky, and within the crack was endless gray mist.

"Nezha, hurry up."

There was no need for Yang Jiao to say more. The moment the crack appeared in the sky, Nezha's figure had already escaped into it.

"No, brother, I'll stop that guy."

Zhao Jiang's expression changed drastically, and he was about to move, but was stopped by a spear.

Yang Jiao smiled coldly and said, "If you want to go over, defeat us first."

"Qiang."

Yang Jian thrust the three-pointed two-edged sword towards the ground and sneered together: "But I'm afraid you have no chance."

"Since you are seeking death, don't blame us."

Qin Wan snorted coldly, and the mana fluctuations throughout his body increased steadily. In the blink of an eye, he was promoted to the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. At the same time, Zhao Jiang's cultivation also reached the peak of the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The remaining ten heavenly kings have all entered the perfection state of the Golden Immortal. In this formation space, they can exert the power of Taiyi Golden Immortal in its early stage.

In an instant, the terrifying evil energy turned into waves and washed towards Yang Jiao and Yang Jian.

The two of them, Yang Jiao, were like a solitary boat in the stormy waves, teetering on the edge of collapse. However, in the next second, they turned into rocks in the storm, unmoving.

"Second brother, it seems we haven't worked together for a long time."

"Yes."

The last time the two of them joined forces was when they split the mountain to save their mother. It has been more than a hundred years since then.

"Fight!"

"Boom!"

The rolling air waves rolled back, and the air machine of Shi Tianjun and Master burst.

Yang Jiao directly used his physical magical power, and all his magic power burst out instantly.

"war."

Yang Jian shouted loudly and worshiped with fighting spirit. He rose into the sky with a terrifying momentum. He held a three-pointed two-edged sword and shot straight into the sky, fighting with the Ten Heavenly Lords.

Then Yang Jiao followed closely with a blood-devouring gun in hand.

"die!"

Qin Wan Tianjun, with a gloomy expression and a jade sword in his hand, crossed the sky and swept towards Yang Jian. As soon as Qin Wan moved, the remaining nine people started to move.

The two sides fought, and the remaining power that broke out caused the entire formation space to shake. It was obvious that the power of their battle had exceeded the endurance range of the formation space.

"Boom."

Yang Jiao and Yang Jian each have to face the attack of five people, and the pressure is also great. After all, Shi Tianjun is an outstanding presence among the outer disciples of Jie Jiao.

But speaking of it, after Yang Jiao and Yang Jian were promoted to the base level by Zhang Yan, they were already invincible at the same level. Although there was pressure, they could still defend themselves for a while.

"Brother, deal with Yang Jian first."

Soon Zhao Jiang discovered that compared with Yang Jiao's terrifying physical strength, the power displayed by Yang Jian was obviously inferior. They could not help but understand this truth.

"Boom!"

Yang Jiao was repelled by the Ten Heavenly Lords. Hearing Zhao Jiang's words, Yang Jiao smiled coldly and did not show any urgency.

When Yang Jian saw that Yang Jiao was repelled and he had to face the siege of the Ten Heavenly Lords, he did not panic, but let them use their magical powers with great interest.

Here, Yang Jiao did not rush to rescue Yang Jian, but gathered strength on the side, staring at the Ten Heavenly Lords with a pair of falcon-like eyes.

"Young man Yang Jian, come and die."

With the help of all the brothers, Zhao Jiang easily broke through Yang Jian's defense. He raised the yellow jade sword in his hand and lowered it towards Yang Jian. Yang Jian did not make any defensive moves, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

"hehe."

As Zhao Jiang approached, Yang Jian smiled coldly, and a suppressed and terrifying energy flashed through, and the inscription between his eyebrows instantly cracked open, revealing an upright eye without any emotion. .

"Forehead!"

Zhao Jiang was stared at by those cold eyes, and his whole person was instantly frozen in mid-air, and his whole person became extremely stiff.

"Kacha!"

As a subtle breaking sound sounded, Zhao Jiang's incarnation in the mid-air was like a mirror, showing traces of brokenness and cracking continuously.

The moment Zhao Jiang's body collapsed, the entire formation space trembled, and the space was reduced by one tenth.

"The power of the formation has disappeared, and the second brother is dead!"

The only female Golden Light Virgin among the Ten Heavenly Lords had a look of disbelief. As Zhao Jiang died, they could clearly feel that the power of the formation that had been blessed on them faded, and their cultivation dropped to a lower level.

"Is it Nezha?"

Qin Wantianjun suddenly looked at Yang Jian, his eyes completely focused on the inscription between his eyebrows, and his face became even more ugly in an instant.

"That's the Eye of Heaven. He directly destroyed the second brother's soul."

"Where are you looking? Come and die."

A voice appeared beside Qin Wan. When the voice sounded, it was also accompanied by the sound of a sharp weapon penetrating.

Qin Wan looked at Yang Jiao who suddenly appeared beside him, his eyes were about to burst, "Damn it, how can he be so strong!"

"Big brother!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Light suddenly exclaimed, but soon his expression froze, and the entire incarnation dissipated directly, turning into pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At the same time, the entire formation space shrank by one-tenth again.

"Little sister!"

"My little sister is dead, it's Nezha."

"Kill them!"

The seven heavenly kings saw the aura of the Golden Lady disappearing like Zhao Jiang, their anger rushed into their brains, and they looked at Yang Jiao and Yang Jian with red eyes.

"It seems that Nezha successfully pulled out the formation eye."

Yang Jiao smiled slightly, met Yang Jian's eyes, and once again launched a terrifying offensive.

Although the remaining Seven Heavenly Lords are as powerful as Taiyi Golden Immortal, after successive weakenings and the strength of Yang Jiao and others, there is no room left.

The long spears and three-pointed two-edged knives were all beaten into the most primitive spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

However, although the incarnations of the heavenly kings were beaten back to their original forms, the formation was not touched. Only by removing the command flag that serves as the eye of the formation can the formation be broken.

And if you don't understand anything and break into the big formation, even if you crush the Shi Tianjun's incarnation and cannot find the formation's eye, it won't take long for the incarnation to recover.

"Boom."

The entire formation space was shrinking rapidly, and the ferocious aura in the formation space continued to weaken. After dozens of breaths, the entire formation space shattered with a loud roar.

"boom!"

Xiqi army.

Jiang Ziya looked nervously at the fog ahead, his expression full of worry.

"Look, the fog is starting to lift."

I don't know who shouted loudly, causing everyone's eyes to focus forward.

The fog that originally shrouded the two armies was constantly surging and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Ziya's expression condensed, and he pulled out the khaki command flag, "The whole army is ready to attack."

(End of this chapter)