Journey to the West: Save the Seven Fairies at the beginning

Behind.

"For Heavenly Court?"

Yang Jian pondered these four words carefully, shook his head for a long time, and turned around to beckon a few fairies to follow behind Jian Yun.

Not much.

At the South Heavenly Gate.

Jian Yun flipped the decree in his hand.

Immediately, the millions of heavenly soldiers scattered in the Four Realms all felt it in their hearts, and they all raised their heads and knelt down on one knee to the sky.

"Meet Marshal

Jianyun!" Voices converged and appeared directly beside Jianyun.

"Where are the Four Heavenly Kings?" Jian

Yun muttered softly.

As

soon as the god list lit up, the voices of the four heavenly kings came at the same time.

"I've seen the marshal!"

"Where are the Four Great Saints?" Jian Yun continued to ask.

Moment.

"The Four Great Saints have seen the marshal!" Three voices came, and after the canopy was knocked down, there was one less of the Four Saints.

Hearing this, Jian Yun put away the god list, there is no need for people above the four poles, these powers are enough.

Like some Thunder Shojin and others, Jian Yun didn't plan to provoke it.

The core idea of Jian Yun is for the sake of Heavenly Court, and Jian Yun will not do anything that creates contradictions, especially the sword that will become a rivalry between Haotian and Daomen.

The sword of Jian Yun is only cut out for the benefit of Heavenly Court, if it is ...... one day

Haotian can also be chopped.

When he reached the quasi-saint realm, Jian Yun's state of mind had changed, not for the sake of power, nor for personal calculations.

At this time, the only thing Jian Yun cared about was Zi'er and Heavenly Court.

Whoever endangers the Heavenly Court is the enemy of Jian Yun.

After a few breaths.

"Marshal!!"

The Fire Spirit God flew back with 100,000 heavenly soldiers, these 100,000 heavenly soldiers were originally under the command of Jian Yun, Jian Yun took the god list, and the Fire Spirit God came back with a feeling in his heart.

"Dongying Shenzhou.

Jian Yun dropped a sentence, grabbed 100,000 heavenly soldiers in an instant, tore through the space and flew down.

Behind.

Yang Jian couldn't help but gasp when he saw the torn space of Jian Yun.

"What kind of demon is my Jianyun brother, just breaking through, Yang Jian can't see through this strength at all. Yang Jian was not only shocked, but also happy from the bottom of his heart, turned around and flew to the lower realm with the seven princesses.

At the same time.

Lower bound.

In the small broken courtyard.

"Qing'er.

Dong Yong sat on the ground in despair, his handsome face full of ashes.

Suddenly.

"Don't you listen to me?" a hoarse voice came.

Dong Yong looked back violently, only to see a ghostly light appear out of thin air, and the figure in the ghostly light was himself.

No!

It was himself in a black robe, with a black ring scar on the top of his head, and a strange evil on his handsome face, and his whole body was wrapped with black light.

"Can you help me?"

Dong Yong's face was complicated that could not be concealed, he could see him since he was a child, and this person could be said to have grown up with him.

But this weird thing is not a person.

I heard my parents say that I was born with myself since I was a child.

It's just that this thing is too evil, and I took him out naughtily when I was a child, but anyone who saw him would inevitably go crazy immediately and become a murderer who didn't recognize his relatives.

So Dong Yong has been hiding this thing, but no matter where it is, this thing will follow him.

"Of course I can help you, I am you, everything has yin and yang, I am the other side of you, how cowardly and useless you are, how strong I am.

Dong Yong, who was in a black robe, slowly bent down.

"As long as you agree, we can even kill Heaven together.

As soon as these words came out, Dong Yong stood up suddenly, turned around and rushed back to the cabin.

In a corner of the kitchen, Dong Yong digs through the dirt with his hands.

Not much.

A black Buddha wood carving carved from wood, about the size of a palm, was held in the palm of Dong Yong's hand.

"Whatever you are, I can only trust you. Dong Yong gritted his teeth fiercely and touched the wood carving in his heart.

Sassy ......

Rolling light poured into Dong Yong's body, and in an instant, Dong Yong went from an ordinary person who had no cultivation to an ordinary person who began to condense mana to break through the human immortal.

And this, and it continues.

"Earth Immortal ......

", "Heavenly Immortal ......", "Golden Immortal

......", "Taiyi Xuanxian ......",

and "Boom !!"

Qi waves rushed to the sky with monstrous demonic energy.

"Hahahahaha.

Dong Yong laughed maniacally.

Meanwhile.

You can also see that Dong Yong's other eye has a strange smile in it.

"This is the realm of Da Luo, the cloud sword that came to see you before, he is the Sword Cloud True Monarch of the Heavenly Court, he is the invincible Da Luo, you are not enough!!"

The unruly voice spat out from Dong Yong's mouth.

"Huh, isn't it enough?" Dong Yong's voice became angry: "Why is it not enough.

"Because you haven't given your heart to me, give me your heart, and then we can gain a greater power." A rebellious voice rang out.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I give my heart to you, I only have one request, snatch Qing'er back for me. Dong Yong's voice sounded for the last time.

After half ringing.

In the small courtyard.

A cocoon of demonic energy appeared out of thin air.

And on the heavenly dome.

"Bang la la......"

space cracked.

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers covered the entire heavenly dome, led by Jian Yun in a white robe, and next to him were Yang Jian and the seven princesses.

"Dong Yong.

Qing'er saw that the small courtyard below had become like this, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Stop. Yang Jian said in a deep voice.

At this time, everyone could see that something was wrong with the small courtyard.

Especially the cocoon that was transformed by the demonic energy, which was exactly the same as the previous sword cloud.

No, it's even more powerful down there!"

Jian Yun was not surprised at all.

"Sure enough, the source of the demonic qi is here, and it is related to Dong Yong, but I don't know, what are you planning?"

"Qiang ......"

A flash of sword light shot out from the foot of Jian Yun's feet, and rushed straight into the magic cocoon.

But time passed minute by minute.

It was as if the sword qi had been devoured.

"It's useless?" In the sky, Yang Jian's face changed.

With a random sword light in Jian Yun's hand just now, Yang Jian could feel his scalp tingling.

"It's not that strong. Jian Yun's eyes were cold.

Bang!

The cocoon in front of him exploded violently, and I saw a black-gauze monk flying out, his face was ugly and terrifying.

"Jian Yun, have you broken through the quasi-saint?" the black gauze Dong Yong roared with an ugly face.

As soon as Qing'er saw Dong Yong, her eyes immediately turned black and she fainted.

The rest of the princesses also covered their mouths.

Dong Yong is obviously a mortal.

But his current momentum is terrifying, powerful and terrifying!

Especially when he saw Yang Jian's face, a guess couldn't help but appear in the hearts of several princesses.

"Could it be

that Dong Yong is a quasi-saint?" And at this time, Dong Yong is really a quasi-saint, and the demonic qi that is entangled all over his body is the law of the Demon Dao!"

"It was Jian Yun who walked away before, but he didn't find you yet, but you are not light in your torture Jian Yun." Jian Yun moved forward with an indifferent face.

"Hmph, if you can find me, it will be a big joke in the world, Jian Yun, I admit that your talent is terrifying, now I give you a chance, the devil's path will come out, and you will return to the devil's way.

When this desolation was overthrown, the Heavenly Dao turned into the Heavenly Demon Dao, and there was a saint under it. Black gauze Dong Yong said with a cruel smile.

This temptation, he believes, no one refuses.

And Jian Yun's indifferent face squeezed out a faint smile.

"I refuse, you calculated Jian Yun, then you should pay the price, here.

Jian Yun's fingers lifted and tapped slightly.

"Sigh ......"

a sword light, not in a hurry.

But as soon as he appeared, he came to the front of Dong Yong, the black yarn!