Martial Gods

When the elder who was stationed at the Tianyan Palace heard that Yan Jing was back, his face changed greatly, he quickly ran out of the discussion hall, and the corners of his mouth were saying "Great, great!"

Seeing that Yan Jing was not injured, the elder even exuded a unique temperament. His eyes were more resolute and decisive, completely different from two or three days ago. In addition to being surprised, his heart that had been hanging was finally able to fall.

The elder instructed the spiritual cultivator beside him to call back the two elders who had gone out to look for Yan Jing through the method of sound transmission through the spiritual array, and said that Yan Jing returned to the hall safely, so you can rest assured.

"Yanjing, where is Xiao Chen!?"

"I have something to do, come back later."

Yanjing looked around and frowned, "Where's my sister?"

"The Chilong Palace has not given up on the northwest side of the battlefield. Your disappearance for no reason has forced two elders to take risks to find you. There is no manpower to mobilize in the palace at the moment, and Yanyan has already brought people to stop the spiritual practice of the Chilong Palace. "

"How is the battle?" Yan Jing asked.

The elder lowered his head, although he didn't want Yanjing to see his frustration, he couldn't help showing a worried look on his face: "Not optimistic!"

"The other party dispatched two people from the Holy Eighth Layer, and they can both use the secret method to increase their strength. Naturally, Yanyan can't hold it, but what's the use of you going? Just come back and want to run around, please stay in the temple for me!"

"Elder, I am no longer the Yanjing I used to be, please believe me, believe Xiao Chen!"

The elder was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "I believe you and Xiao Chen, what do you mean?"

"Two people in the Eighth Realm, right? I'll try my best to find a way, but it may not be impossible!" After speaking, Yan Jing didn't even land on the ground of Tianyan Palace, and turned around and rushed to the side battlefield in the northwest.

The elder looked at each other with a group of spiritual practitioners who were recovering in the temple, confirming that he did not hear it wrong.

Na Yanjing said...

Two people, Saint Eightfold, may not be invincible?

......

When Yanjing arrived here, Yanjing and the spiritual practitioners of Tianyan Temple had already retreated to the edge of the battle circle. If they retreated further, they might be able to stand on a high place and directly see the hinterland of Tianyan Temple. !

at this time.

A piece of spiritual pressure is like a black ant.

Judging from their costumes, it is undoubtedly the spiritual practice of Chilong Temple.

And the spiritual cultivator that was being chased by the spiritual cultivator of the Chilong Temple, kept retreating, and even collapsed, was naturally the spiritual cultivator of the Tianyan Temple led by Yan Yan.

Not only is there a certain gap in the strength of the spiritual cultivation headed by the two sides, but the overall strength is even more disparate.

Egg hits stone.

It is tantamount to overthinking.

in.

That Chilong Palace was suppressing Tianyan Palace and Yanyan, while screaming wildly.

"Let that guy named Xiao Chen come out. Why, he suddenly turned into a tortoise!? Only a woman with many wounded people can come forward?"

"Your Heavenly Flame Palace is so courageous that you dare to capture one of our palace mothers. I don't think you realize the seriousness of this matter!"

"Our hall master was very angry and decided to speed up the siege of Tianyan Temple. Soon, the entire Eastern Region will be in our pocket. You spiritual practitioners of Tianyan Temple, now give up your resistance and join us, maybe you can avoid it. Die!"

"The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. How many forces and spiritual cultivators in the Eastern Region have joined our Chilong Palace in the Western Region? If you are still obsessed, you can only die in the hands of our brothers Zhanfeng Zhanlei!"

"Give you ten breaths to choose!"

"Ten, nine...three, two, one!"

Zhanfeng and Zhanlei Brothers glanced at the spiritual cultivator of Tianyan Temple, who was still under the leadership of Yanyan, but no one was willing to join, and their eyes immediately turned red, ready to kill!

"Stupid thing, since you want to disappear with Tianyan Palace so much, let it be yours!"

"boom!"

at this time.

A meteor-like figure roared down.

It's Yanjing!

I saw a silver dragon entrenched in the void, with a layer of luster like silver dragon scales attached to it, because the speed was very fast, and Brother Wind and Thunder didn't have time to react at all, and he was kicked and flew out.

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the generous back that fell in front of her after kicking, Zhanfeng and Zhanlei brothers, but she didn't react for a while.

Her first thought was Xiao Chen, but when she regained her senses, she realized that it was not Xiao Chen.

"Is... Yanjing?"

"It's been a long time, elder sister." Yan Yan turned her face sideways and met Yan Yan's eyes from the corner of her eye.

Yan Yan was completely stunned by the sudden appearance of Yan Jing.

"Where have you been these days!?"

"Why come to the battlefield!"

"And this...what's the matter with this method?"

Yan Jing glanced at the silver light film attached to his body, and said with a faint smile: "I ask Xiao Chen to teach me martial arts, naturally it will take a little time."

"He is now my master!"

master?

Yan Yan looked at him in astonishment.

immediately.

Still couldn't help but snorted.

"He's just a human saint, what can he teach you?"

"Sister, I won't allow you to speak ill of my master!"

Yan Yan's eyebrows suddenly condensed: "You stinky boy, why are you talking to my sister? Your elbows are always facing outsiders!"

"Hey, my master is not an outsider, sister, I'll talk about the rest later, and leave it to me!"

"Leave it to you?" Yan Yan suspected that she had heard it wrong.

But when she looked at Yanjing's serious profile and calm eyes, she suddenly felt that Yanjing had grown up in two days. She was no longer the little brat who didn't understand anything but was very conceited. .

"can you?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"I have benefited a lot from my master!"

While Yan Jing was talking to Yan Yan, Brother Zhanfeng Zhanlei, who was kicked away by his sudden appearance, returned from the sky, shaking their necks, and there was a crackling sound.

Looking around, the two of them didn't have the slightest injury on their bodies.

Yan Jing didn't expect that with his sneak attack, the two of them could be injured in the Eighth Stage.

"Hehe, isn't this the young master of Tianyan Palace?"

"A small human being in the first-level realm, what are you doing here to join in the fun? Coincidentally, we will bring you and your sister back together. Our hall master must be very happy."

In the face of the ridicule and disdain of the brothers who cut wind and thunder.

Yanjing also laughed: "Who do you say is the first realm of human saints?"

"boom!"

Done.

Yan Jing stomped his feet violently, and the spiritual pressure exploded, soaring directly from the first level of the human saint to the third level!

This is the realm that he broke through after cultivating dragon cultivation, which led to the full utilization of the medicinal power accumulated in the body. Moreover, he is at the peak of the third level, and he will probably break through the fourth level of human beings soon!

Facing Yan Jing who let go of the spiritual pressure, Yan Yan's reaction was the most violent: "Brother, brother, you actually broke through the third level of the Holy Spirit? This speed is several months faster than I thought!"

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