Fantasy, I suddenly realized the chaos body

Battlefield of Gods and Demons, Daluo Jinxian area.

Xiao Yun waved the Sword of Time and Space, harvesting the Daluo Jinxians in front of him, and his battle points were close to one million.

The Donghuang Bell was almost in his hands.

However, Xiao Yun did not stop, but continued to harvest these Daluo Jinxians to obtain more battle points.

After all, in addition to Daluo Jinxians, some other innate spiritual treasures can be exchanged.

Especially those Nine Revolutions Golden Pills, one can create a Daluo Jinxian, although it is the most rubbish Daluo Jinxian, but it doesn’t matter, give it to the elders of the sect in Jiuxiao Continent, and it can create a powerful Heavenly Emperor.

Moreover, for Xiao Yun, the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill is not expensive, one only needs 10,000 battle points, which is far less than the battle points required for the Donghuang Bell.

At that time, exchange a few Nine Revolutions Golden Pills to help Master Di Tian, ​​Lei Zu and others to ascend to the Heavenly Emperor realm, wouldn’t it be wonderful?

If you miss this opportunity, you will never get another one. You should know that these Nine Revolutions Golden Pills are limited in quantity, and they will be gone if you exchange them.

After all, this thing is exclusive to the Lord of Morality. This time, it was Hongjun who asked him to take out some of his stock.

It is almost difficult to obtain the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill if you are not a disciple of the Human Sect.

It is basically impossible for a disciple of the Jie Sect like Xiao Yun to get the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill, after all, the saints of the two families are already enemies.

"Li Yun, your battle points are enough to exchange for the Donghuang Bell, so stop here!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the front.

Then, a majestic breath swept over.

Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows and looked over, only to see a majestic god of war wearing shining armor and holding a three-pointed double-edged sword, blocking his way forward.

"Yang Jian?" Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Don't you bow to your uncle?"

Yang Jian: "..."

Xiao Yun is the direct disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, and he is only the disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. If you count carefully, Xiao Yun is indeed Yang Jian's uncle.

After a little embarrassment, Yang Jian changed the subject and said, "Li Yun, your battle points should be enough, there is no need to create too much killing."

Xiao Yun checked his battle points after hearing this. In this period of time, his battle points have exceeded one million, reaching 1.07 million.

Although it is enough to exchange for Donghuang Bell, Xiao Yun is not satisfied with this. He also wants to exchange for some innate spiritual treasures and Jiuzhuan Jindan.

However, with Yang Jian's "reminder", Xiao Yun immediately chose to exchange for Donghuang Bell, so as not to be beaten by Zhao Guangtou.

However, the Donghuang Bell was not immediately distributed to Xiao Yun, but Pingxin Niangniang sent him a message.

"This treasure has been handed over to Lingbao Tianzun by Daozu!" The words of Lady Pingxin were very brief.

When Xiao Yun received this information, he was not too surprised. He knew Lingbao Tianzun's character and it was impossible for him to embezzle his innate treasure.

Moreover, Lingbao Tianzun had given him an acquired treasure, so how could he covet the Donghuang Bell.

"Yang Jian, I heard that you are an invincible quasi-saint and the strongest in the Three Realms. I would like to learn from you!"

After Xiao Yun exchanged the Donghuang Bell, he looked at Yang Jian again with a sharp look, revealing a strong fighting spirit.

For Yang Jian, the mythical strongman, Xiao Yun was well-known in his previous life and this life.

It was rare to meet such a person today, so Xiao Yun certainly wanted to fight with him.

"Li Yun, since you want to spar, I will fulfill your wish!" Yang Jian felt Xiao Yun's strong fighting spirit and knew that this battle was inevitable. Moreover, he was going to stop Xiao Yun and buy time for Nezha and others to escape.

With his eyes locked on Xiao Yun on the opposite side, Yang Jian's eyes also became solemn. He had seen Xiao Yun's strength clearly before, and he was definitely not inferior to him.

Especially the sword soul similar to the sword master of another world, which made him feel a huge threat.

This battle will definitely not be easy.

"Boom!"

When Yang Jian was concentrating and on guard, Xiao Yun had already taken the lead. He swung his sword to the sky, and the dazzling sword light tore through the thunder, pierced through the clouds, shattered the thunder, and the sword light rushed into the sky!

Just one sword made Yang Jian feel a huge sense of oppression.

It was as if a river of swords was coming, unstoppable.

"Such a sword art has surpassed Lu Dongbin, and it should be the first sword art in our prehistoric world!" Yang Jian's eyes were extremely solemn. He praised and swung the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, killing Xiao Yun.

He was like a towering mountain, like a deep sea, swallowing a hundred thousand miles, like a god of war overlooking the vast earth.

The terrifying aura spread out, causing the surrounding void to explode.

"Boom!"

The two swords collided, making a deafening sound, like a thunderbolt tearing the sky and exploding in the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Hmm?" Yang Jian's face suddenly changed. He felt a stream of sword energy, which was constantly transmitted from Xiao Yun's sword of time and space.

Those great powers gathered together, as if it was a long river of swordsmanship that kept rushing, constantly impacting Yang Jian's body.

Fortunately, Yang Jian practiced the "Eight Nine Mysterious Art", his body was extremely powerful, and he was also a powerful close combat expert, so he blocked the power of this sword.

"Awesome!"

Xiao Yun also praised him. Before, even the Kunpeng ancestor could not block his fatal sword, but Yang Jian blocked it. He was worthy of being able to compete with the Dou Sheng in the past.

"But I don't have time to play with you here!" Xiao Yun finished speaking, and he had already controlled the sword spirit to kill Yang Jian.

The terrifying sword intent rose up, stirring up the wind and clouds over billions of miles.

A heavenly sword came across the sky and cut down all enemies.

"Sword Soul!"

Yang Jian's pupils shrank. As his eyes opened and closed, there were wisps of golden light. His aura was as deep as the sea, breathtaking. Divine light flowed from his body, and he had a terrifying majesty that was not angry.

He did not dare to underestimate Xiao Yun's sword soul. After all, he had seen the sword soul of the sword master from another world.

Although Xiao Yun's sword soul is much worse than that of the sword master, he is not an invincible quasi-sage now. Instead, he is suppressed in the perfection state of Da Luo Jinxian and cannot exert his full power at all.

"boom!"

After the Royal Envoy Sword Soul killed Yang Jian, Xiao Yun then killed the Chanjiao group in the distance, preparing to continue harvesting achievement points.

Moreover, these guys actually wanted to break through the Heaven-Sealing Earth-Sealing Formation, which ruined Xiao Yun's plan, and of course he couldn't allow it.

"Now that you're here, don't leave." Xiao Yun activated the sword of time and space and headed towards a quasi-sage of interpretation.

"Damn it!" Yang Jian looked at Xiao Yun's back from a distance, and suddenly became anxious and angry. He wanted to rush over to stop Xiao Yun, but Xiao Yun's sword spirit was still attacking him.

The power of the sword soul was very strong, and Yang Jian had to go all out for every blow, making him unable to pursue Xiao Yun's body.