"Yang Jian, what are you going to do? Don't be stubborn. You are my disciple of Chanjiao."
Seeing Yang Jian coming, Guang Chengzi shouted loudly.
Yang Jian looked around with cold eyes.
Except for the few people who went to Buddhism such as Ran Deng, there were several people who supported the plan at the time of Chanjiao.
"A disciple of Chanjiao? I am a disciple of Chanjiao? Haha, hahahaha, then please tell me, uncle, why did you use me to harm my mother at that time?"
There was a hint of self-mockery in the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, and he suddenly laughed wildly. Tears gradually fell from his eyes as he smiled.
The greatest pain in the world is to think that the enemy who killed your loved ones is someone else, only to turn around for a long time and realize that it is you.
Yang Jian's heart felt like bleeding when he thought of the scene when his mother Yao Ji was burned to ashes by the Golden Crow.
If he hadn't split Peach Mountain, such a thing wouldn't have happened.
Even if you are trapped in the mountains, it is better than never seeing him again.
And if we can wait until the shop owner shows up, maybe the shop owner might have something to do.
It's a pity that everything is too late. It's too late and I can't go back.
But those who instigated him and used him were the elders of his sect, which made Yang Jian not sad.
The only thing that was gratifying was that his master, Master Yuding, didn't agree with this plan, but he didn't tell him either!
Yang Jian clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails into his flesh one by one, and blood dripped down.
But how could the pain in his body compare to the pain in his heart.
"What, it's nothing. Yang Jian, where did you hear this? We have never taken advantage of you."
"We don't know much about your mother. We don't know what would happen if you split Taoshan. We just wanted to help you save your mother."
His face changed slightly, Guangchengzi said.
Yang Jian laughed angrily: "I don't know? Do you think I, Yang Jian, am a three-year-old child?"
"I don't know. With your cultivation and your status, you wouldn't know that you specifically ordered me to get the mountain ax that can break my uncle's seal."
"I already know everything about this from Yuding. You Guangchengzi, Chi Jingjing, Samantabhadra, Cihang, Lingbao, Taiyi, Wei Liusun, Qingxu, and Ran Deng, you all have a share."
"You want to use my mother to beat my uncle. Do you really think I don't know? Stop talking nonsense. I will kill you today to avenge my mother."
With a wild roar, Yang Jian carried a three-pointed two-edged sword and killed him.
The barking dog ran over and shouted: "You guys who have done bad things and refuse to admit it, I can't bite you to death."
The current Roaring Sky Dog is already at the peak of Da Luo's strength, and there won't be much problem if he takes on any one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
During the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the Twelve Golden Immortals were cut off from the top three flowers in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. They practiced all over again one by one, and their cultivation levels were not too high.
The powerful ones are like Guang Chengzi, who has the early stage strength of a quasi-sage, and the worse ones are like Huanglong Zhenren, who has Taiyi strength.
Even after Yuanshi changed a bunch of things from the bookstore and threw them down, Guangchengzi is now in the mid-sage stage.
The other quasi-sages are Chi Jingzhen, Taiyi Zhenren and a few others, and some are still in Daluo strength.
"No, Yang Jian, you are mistaken. Where did you get the information? You must have been used by others. You are an outstanding disciple of our teaching. How can we do such a thing to you?"
Guang Chengzi shouted while dealing with Yang Jian's attack in a panic.
They are both in the quasi-sage middle stage, but compared to Yang Jian, he is not even a little bit worse.
Yang Jian ignored Guang Chengzi, and his attacks became more and more ruthless, and his moves went straight to the point.
Seeing this, Guangchengzi still didn't know what was going on, and it was useless to say anything. Yang Jian had already determined the truth of the matter.
"Since you know the truth of the matter, I won't hide it. Yes, we discussed it and we all agreed. If you want to kill us to avenge your mother, you must have the ability."
Guangchengzi said with a cold snort.
Now that we already know, let's break the pot, Guang Chengzi decided not to hold back.
With a cold flash in his eyes, Guangchengzi took out his treasure Fantian Seal.
This magic weapon is Guangchengzi's cave-suppressing magic weapon, which was refined from half of Buzhou Sacred Mountain that Gonggong crashed into.
This seal is extremely heavy. If it hits a person's body, their bones will be broken and their tendons will be broken in an instant. One hit will kill them.
This guy Guangchengzi even used Fantian Seal to hit people on the head.
During the Great Tribulation of the Gods, Guangchengzi used Fantian Seal to kill countless people in a sneak attack. The death of those who were killed was so miserable that it was unbearable to look at.
Without any strength, there is no way to block the attack of this treasure. Even Duobao, who was the chief disciple of Tongtian at that time and is now Tathagata, was staggered by this seal.
Taking out Fan Tianyin, Guang Chengzi smashed it directly at Yang Jian.
He was not afraid when he was a god, and Yang Jian is even less afraid now.
Yang Jian, who has practiced the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong, has extremely powerful physical strength.
It's just that no one wants to be hit casually, and Yang Jian won't wait around for Guang Chengzi to hit him.
The Eye of Destruction between his eyebrows opened, and Yang Jian struck at the fallen Fantian Seal.
"boom!"
There was a sound like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking, and Fan Tianyin was directly knocked out by Yang Jian.
Guang Chengzi's face changed slightly, and he looked at Yang Jian's eyebrows in fear, his eyes like a dark abyss.
I clearly remember that I didn’t look like this before!
"Guangchengzi, let me help you."
With a loud roar, Chi Jing rushed over.
The bookstore is fighting against Chanjiao. There are more people in Chanjiao, so many people can do so even if they want to.
At this time, the red sperm has already reached the early stage of quasi-sage.
"You have a share, die!"
Yang Jian's eyes were cold, and a beam of light blasted past.
Chi Jing, whose expression changed, quickly took out a magic weapon and slashed it several times, trying to block Yang Jian's attack.
But he obviously underestimated the attack power of Yang Jian Tianyan and was sent flying backwards.
Yang Jian was not in a hurry to chase him. He turned his eyes and shot towards Guang Chengzi.
"Aww, divine magic, wolf strike!"
Although Yang Jian did not chase Chi Jingzhi, Roaring Sky Dog, who was fishing in troubled waters in the crowd, appeared on the path of Chi Jingzhi flying out at some point.
A huge mace appeared, and Roaring Sky Dog hit the back of Akazaki's head with a stick that had no time to react.
With a cry of pain, Chi Jing rushed toward Yang Jian again.
That is to say, he is wearing the defensive magic weapon Bagua Purple Ribbon Immortal Clothes, which protects his body in critical moments, otherwise the Roaring Sky Dog would be enough for him to eat a pot.
It is not an exaggeration to regard them as the early stage of quasi-sages when they are at the peak of Daluo in the bookstore.
Here, Yang Jian's Sky Eyes blasted violently, causing the void to collapse.
But Yang Jian didn't care, he didn't take the rules set by the saint at all.
And unexpectedly, the saint in the sea of chaos did not show up to stop it, and seemed to acquiesce to all this.
What everyone in the Three Realms didn't know was that at this moment, deep in the Chaos Sea, there was a group of purple light that was slowly lighting up.
The saints in the sea of chaos had solemn expressions on their faces, and they all rushed over one by one.
There is no doubt that this light is the kind of purple light that can transform into an extremely powerful purple light beast and has appeared in the sea of chaos several times in the past.
