Song of the morning, the sky.

"Huhh!!!"

All the Qin generals who participated in the war were gasping violently at this moment, their faces were pale, and their true energy was consumed greatly.

After all, what is hostile to them is the Jie Cult Wanxian, a powerful force that ordinary people can't imagine, so huge that it can destroy any existence.

At this time of battle, the Qin generals would not be defeated. First, because the Jie Sect had suffered severe damage from the Taishang Laojun before, and more than 60% of the disciples in the sect died tragically, and even two of the four disciples under the head of Tongtian Sect fell.

In this way, although the formation of Ten Thousand Immortals at this moment is still extremely powerful, it is far from exerting its power to destroy the world.

Secondly, it is because Ji Haoyue’s Nine Dragon True Qi, combined with the Infinite Light Divine Art, is too powerful, which makes many monks of the Jie Sect unable to get close to each other.

but……

The Jie Sect Wanxian is naturally not a vegetarian.

The bright light of the true essence on their bodies and the extremely powerful cultivation level in their bodies. Although they cannot directly resist the power of Ji Haoyue's Nine Dragons and Divine Light, they can force Ji Haoyue to consume continuously.

As a result, Ji Haoyue seemed a little unsustainable after fighting here, as if the true energy, infinite light, and even the continuous source of Jiulong true energy in her body were about to be exhausted.

Standing in the air, amid the violent panting, there were only four golden dragons left, hovering around Ji Haoyue's body and roaring, but the golden light on his body was a little dark.

"Your Highness, please leave temporarily!!!"

Yang Jian rushed to Ji Haoyue and spoke a little solemnly while breathing.

At this moment, although several of them killed more than a thousand immortals in the Jie Cult, the "stars" still looked endless above the sky, and the nebula still covered the sky and the sun.

It is indeed difficult to kill them all.

No, it is impossible!!!

More importantly, behind the nebula and above the highest nine heavens, the extremely terrifying Zhuxian Sword was emitting a faint killing light, as if it was like a beast lurking in the dark, ready to emit the most terrifying blow at any time.

Yang Jian didn't know who this attack would target, but he knew that no matter who it was, he could not escape this attack.

"It is necessary to retreat."

Ji Haoyue spoke coldly, murderous aura lingering between her eyebrows, "However, you can try to see if you can lead these guys to the ground."

He, Yang Jian, Guan Yu and others are not saints, so he cannot fight against thousands of immortals.

After all, there are too many immortals.

But by the same token, there are too many people in Qin State, with more than 25 million armored soldiers. Even if they use their lives to pile them up, they can still pile up these mere immortals.

Yang Jian nodded after hearing this.

As the head coach of Qin, he did not think it was shameful to use human lives to win.

As the two of them spoke, the immortals in the sky moved again, and once again, like countless stars falling, forming a nebula and slamming towards the few people.

As he moved quickly, Wanxian did not roar or sound, and all remained silent.

This silence makes people feel extremely depressed and even fearful in the dark space at this moment.

"kill!"

Seeing this, Ji Haoyue gritted her teeth and frowned, and a loud shout came out of her mouth. The only four golden dragons left to protect her body, stepped directly on the void, ascended to the sky, and rushed towards the nebula.

"kill!!"

Yang Jian also shouted fiercely, clenched the spear in his hand, and rushed behind Ji Haoyue.

From a distance, the two of them rushed into the nebula like two gods of war.

In a moment, the star crystal light ignited and exploded in all directions. Two of the four divine dragons beside Ji Haoyue disappeared, and at the same time, the huge power of the Nine Dragons' true energy and infinite light were mixed with the huge power of the infinite light, venting wildly in all directions, instantly tearing apart a corner of the nebula.

Taking this opportunity, Yang Jian led his gun up and fought hard to kill the enemy.

Immediately, blood rains fluttered in the sky, and countless corpses of the Jie Sect's immortals fell.

Looking around, Yang Jian, who had full combat power, was flying wildly above the spear in his hand, and wherever he passed, nothingness was directly shattered.??

This is second and most importantly, the pressure formed by Yang Jian’s quasi-saint cultivation.

This pressure can make the many immortals around the Jie Sect carry mountains as if they are carrying great loads, both physically and mentally.

In this situation, if they were fighting against Yang Jian alone, they would probably not be able to hold on at this moment, and they would not even need Yang Jian to take action. Just pressure could destroy both their bodies and spirits.

However, after the gathering of thousands of immortals, this kind of pressure was weakened.

"You guys retreat first!!!"

After another attack, Yang Jian sent a voice from his mouth.

At the same time, the spear in his hand blew up a series of sonic booms, directly penetrated the void, turned into a black light, whistling around his body like lightning, killing dozens of Immortals of the Jie Sect, and then returned to his hands.???

He killed dozens of people in an instant, and Yang Jian drew his gun and prepared to retreat.

But at this moment...

"Zheng!!!"

The Zhuxian Sword, which had been hanging in the air above the nine heavens, suddenly sounded a sword sound.

The sword sound with a sharp sound, as if it had penetrated everything, and came directly from the air, which instantly made Yang Jian's mind roar, and he couldn't help but want to hug his head and shout.??

But he knew that this was not the time to be distracted. As his face changed, he gritted his teeth and raised his right hand holding the gun and threw out the spear in his hand.

Immediately, the spear turned into black light, and its speed seemed to surpass everything. It continued to shuttle through the void around Yang Jian, directly forming a large black net to defend against all directions.

There are countless gun shadows and the big net is fierce. It gives everyone the feeling that anything that dares to touch the gun shadow net will be shattered.

but……

After a moment, the spear's shuttle stopped abruptly.

At the same time, one foot, the other ordinary, wearing a pair of cloth shoes, gently stepped on the head of Yang Jian's spear.

At this moment, the world...

It's silent.

Everyone...

All were shocked.

You must know that Yang Jian’s quasi-saint cultivation is only a little short of that of the saint’s realm.

After being enlightened by Yuanshi Tianzun not long ago, the realm was even more refined and he was almost about to enter the threshold of a saint. His understanding of the two elements of time and space has been extremely profound.

In this way, his gun was as powerful as thunder and as moving as spirit, and could swing thousands of gun shadows in a ten thousandth of a moment or even less time.

But……

but……

That foot just stepped on the tip of his spear in an understatement.

It can be seen from this that the person who took action at this moment is more than several times higher than Yang Jian's understanding of time.

Such a person can only be a saint.

Such a person can only be...

Master Tongtian!!!

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