The Gods Creating System

After hearing the woman scream, her body was directly smashed to pieces. Yang Jian immediately went back to the front of the mountain. The fairy heard that Yang Jian had killed the mountain god.

Listen to Yao Ji fairy extremely nervous said: "you still leave quickly, you have killed the mountain guard, afraid that someone will come."

However, Yang Jian shook his head and said, "mother, please rest assured that the heaven has been too busy to deal with me now. Haotian and Jinmu have no time and manpower to deal with me at all."

Then Yang Jian's mind suddenly moved, and a piece of pure white jade flew out of his eyebrow. It was not strange that the jade looked square. This jade was the white jade that Li Zhi had given to Yang Jian after the death of Yuding. It was also what Li Zhi had always wanted.

Then, Yang Jian played a magic formula, and saw a white light blooming on the white jade. The white light wrapped Yang Jian in it, and let Yang Jian fuse in it. The process of fusion was very painful, but Yang Jian bit his teeth and trembled all over to bear the pain brought by the white light.

Yang Jian's practice is bajiu Xuangong. The person who practices this kind of Xuangong is a person who has experienced great pain. The practice of bajiu Xuangong is extremely difficult. If he wants to practice successfully, he must first break the main skeleton, break the muscle and then refine it again. This kind of taste is not common people can understand.

Now Yang Jian can show such a look, I'm afraid that the feeling of white light into the body should not be much worse than the cultivation of eight or nine Xuangong. Yao ji fairy in the mountain heard that her son had no sound, but quickly called but didn't respond. She was even more anxious, but now she couldn't get out, so she was very anxious.

After the white light into the body, Yang Jian was more painful. He fell on the ground and kept rolling. I don't know how long the pain finally passed. Yang Jian's body sent out a faint white halo.

At this time, he stood up. At this time, Yang Jian's body had changed. His eyes turned pale gold and his face exuded blood.

After wiping the blood on his face, Yang Jian felt a surge of incomparable power. He immediately turned Xuangong to himself. As soon as he shook his body, he changed the appearance of heaven and earth again. He was about to chop the three pointed and two edged sword into the peach blossom mountain.

This time, Taohua mountain, which could not be broken, was divided into two parts. After splitting Taohua mountain, Yang Jian could not care about the tumbling of his body. Ignoring the pain, he quickly accepted the Dharma and ran to the mountain.

After the dust settled, he saw a young woman, who was Yang Jian's biological mother. Yao ji fairy looked at Yang Jian, and Yang Jian suddenly found that his mother, yao ji fairy, seemed to have something in common with which woman.

But Yang Jian didn't dare to hesitate. She knelt down on the ground immediately. Yaoji fairy was also very excited. Her tears trickled down. She held Yang Jian and cried bitterly. Then she trembled and said, "son, get up quickly! When I was pressed in Taoshan, you were still a baby. I didn't expect you to grow so big now. "

Yang Jian is also tearful, said: "is the child unfilial, failed to rescue the mother as soon as possible, let the mother suffer."

Yaoji touched Yang Jian's face, lifted him up, sighed and said, "my mother knows your filial piety. I was oppressed by the heaven at the foot of the peach blossom mountain for hundreds of years. Fortunately, immortal Yuding accepted you as an apprentice and gave up my wish. I didn't expect you to be so persistent and come here so early."