Daqin: A widow wins the government and builds a Qin of all heavens and immortals

"Erlang, your cultivation."

Yang Jiao got up from the big pit and looked at Yang Jian, with an incredible color on his face.

In his induction, Yang Jian's cultivation was like a vast starry sky, unfathomable, and it was difficult to measure its depth.

It can be said that in this short thirty-three years, Yang Jian has surpassed him in an all-round way.

This made Yang Jiao very surprised in his heart, and at the same time, he was a little helpless.

"Let's talk about it afterwards."

Yang Jian slashed out, the silver dragon roared, and the sharp blade cut through the sky, splitting dozens of demon corpses, and black blood spilled on the ground.

"There are too many of these demon heads, moreover, some of the demon races of the Golden Immortal Realm simply ignore their faces and specifically sneak attack, relying on us alone, I'm afraid..."

The Demon Bear Demon King swung out his sword, slaughtered several demon clans in the Void Immortal Realm, and said to Yang Jian with an ugly face.

At this time, Kunlun Mountain had been completely integrated with the demon domain turned into the battlefield of the gods.

Endless demon heads poured out from it like a tide, and they couldn't see the head at a glance, and they couldn't kill them endlessly.

Moreover, just like the Golden Immortal Demon Race that sneaked up on Yang Jiao just now, most of the Golden Immortal Demon Race were extremely cunning.

Specially sneak attack the powerful Tianjiao in the Terran race, one kill is accurate, so it can't be stopped at all.

"Boom..."

With a wave of Yang Jian's right hand, the three-pointed and two-edged knife immediately turned into a silver dragon and roared wantonly.

Like a sharp arrow cutting through the sky, reaping the lives of one demon head after another.

He looked around, his face very ugly.

"Be careful yourself, I'll deal with those demon races of the Golden Immortal Realm."

Yang Jian shouted in a deep voice, stepped on his feet, rushed up, and fled into the void with a three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand.

The area of hundreds of thousands of miles around Kunlun Mountain has turned into a battlefield, and the demon race of the Golden Fairy Realm is hiding, and it is really more difficult to find them than to ascend to the sky.

The number of Golden Immortal powerhouses of the Terran race is not as good as that of the Demon Race, and Yang Jian can only wait for the opportunity to move and rescue at any time.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

And in the center of this battlefield, Shaokang, Tai Qian and other four great kings were besieged by the entire ten demon races of the Golden Immortal Realm.

Although it is supported by strong cultivation, it is very reluctant and full of dangers.

The three of Ziwei also relied on the Three Talents God Array to fight a tie with the Five Emperor Demon King, and it was difficult to pull out.

This big war is very difficult.

The void is trembling, the earth is shaking, and the boundless blood has merged into a river of blood, a sea of blood, dyeing the earth black and red.

And the demon domain that haunted Kunlun Mountain silently devoured endless blood, and the qi spread around.

This demon domain, as if there was life, nourished by the lives of billions of living beings, quietly grew.

Above the nine skies, the First Heavenly King stood still, looking at the magnificent battle below, his face expressionless.

Whether it is the Terran race, the demon race, or the demon race, in his eyes, it is only the food for the evolution of the demon domain.

Die, the more you die, the better.

Death is not the end, but another beginning.

Resentment, anger, blood, demonic qi... Let the Demon Domain grow, grow, and completely engulf the entire Three Realms.

With your lives, forge a road to heaven for me.

"Bang bang bang..."

Shao Kang's slashed the Golden Immortal Demon Clan on the opposite side, and he himself was slammed on the back by another demon head, flying out backwards, and blood stained the sky.

At the same time, two demon heads had already hidden in the void and slashed towards the Shaokang clan.

The sharp sword qi seemed to want to split the heavens and the earth fiercely.

"Groan..."

In the void, a dragon groan suddenly sounded, and the silver dragon roared, slashing at the bodies of the two demon heads with lightning speed.

The divine light flickered, directly cutting them into four segments, and the fierce battle intent raged on, destroying the divine soul of the two demons in an instant.

"Boom..."

Yang Jian came out of the void and grabbed the Shaokang King.

"Ahem..."

Shao Kang's face was pale, and a line of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Human King, if you don't use it now..."

"Nope."

Shao Kang stretched out his hand and interrupted Yang Jian's words.

"Huhu~~" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

His chest rose and fell rapidly, his expression was firm, his gaze swept over the scene below, but he quickly raised his head, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes,

"It's not time yet, go ahead with the plan."

Looking at Shao Kang's painful eyes, Yang Jian's heart shook wildly, gritting his teeth, he really wanted to leave everything behind and kill all the demon races.

However, he could not do so.

"Ahhh..."

Yang Jian took a deep breath, grabbed the three-pointed and two-edged knife fiercely with his right hand, and with a full of pain in his eyes, roared, and killed several demon heads in front of him.

"Timing, timing..."

Shao Kang's eyelids trembled, his face was full of bitterness, and his heart was like a knife.

He did not dare to look, did not dare to look at the battlefield below.

He could only say sorry in his heart to those Terran elites who died in battle.

Pauline lamps, which must not be used now.

"Drink..."

Suddenly, Shao Kangshi opened his eyes and drank bitterly, ignoring the injuries on his body, his eyes were blood-red, and he joined the battlefield in front of him with a combat knife.

"Boom..."

The Golden Immortal Demon Clan was beheaded by three people, and the powerful Yang Jian was added, and the remaining seven Golden Immortal Demon Kings retreated and retreated, and the battle situation turned over in an instant.

"Boom..."

"Kill..."

However, before Yang Jian could ascend, he could take advantage of the victory to kill these demon kings.

In the void, in a trance, five more demon kings came over, surrounding Yang Jian's five people in the middle, and fiercely attacked.

Here, it is the home of the Demon Clan, and there are too few golden immortals among the Terrans, and they are not as good as the Demon Clan.

Shaokang and the others struggled to support, and the Terrans below were even more miserable.

Yang Jiao and the others fought hard to kill the enemy, but they also had to beware of the sneak attack of the Golden Immortal Demon King, so that Yang Jiao's combat power could not be exerted at all, and they were really aggrieved.

"Amitabha..."

In the northern battlefield, a golden cicada dressed as a monk held a Zen staff, like an angry King Kong, and the magnificent golden Buddha light shone brightly, killing one demon after another.

His original monk's robe, which was as bright as moonlight, was completely soaked with the blood of the demon race at this time.

Junyi's face was also stained with blood, and at this time, he did not look like a monk, but like an assura who came out of hell.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the void on the side of the golden cicada suddenly cracked, and a big hand stretched out from it.

Rubbing his body into the void, grabbed a demon king with a hideous face, and directly pinched him to death.

"Boom..."

The domineering momentum swept in all directions, and the demon building full of boundless demonic qi came out of the void.

"If you haven't made a move, you little monk is not bad, why, you are not afraid of death?"

Chonglou looked at the golden cicada in surprise and said in surprise.

"Amitabha Buddha, Jizo Bodhisattva once said, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, the little monk is alone, why fear death?"

The golden cicada looked at the building, his face was calm, and he said in a deep voice.

"You're very good, I hope you don't die here." A look of appreciation rose in Chonglou's eyes, and he said Ding with admiration.