Prehistoric: Across The Country

Although Taibai Jinxing's reincarnated fairy family wants to protect Haotian, but their current strength is too low. If they can't suddenly recover their divine power like the giant spirit god, they can't stop Yang Jian's move at all.

Faced with such a situation, Haotian, who had no magic power, immediately felt tense.

Although he was very scared, the long-term life of a superior made Haotian develop a face that did not change color before the landslide.

He tried his best to keep his tone calm, then fixed his eyes on Yang Jian, and threatened in his mouth: "Yang Jian, are you really going to kill me? Do you know what will happen to 07 if you kill the central figure of the Great Tribulation without authorization?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian really stopped, with the silver spear lying aside, looking in the direction of Haotian warily.

Now Haotian is very nervous, he actually lied, the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods will end if all parties win, whether it is on his own side or on the side of Emperor Xin of Immortal Court.

And because I am the Daoist of Hongjun's ancestor, Hongjun prefers to let himself be in charge of the Three Realms without violating the principle of justice.

Haotian thought it was his own words that frightened Yang Jian, and when he was thinking about how to proceed, he heard a loud shout behind him.

"Little Huangmao, you killed Taiyi, right? Today I let you accompany him on this list of gods!"

Hearing this loud roar, Haotian and all the immortals immediately turned their heads and looked back.

I saw an old Taoist with a white beard and a white beard with a white hair and a childish face, riding a cloud, followed by three disciples.

All four of them looked at Yang Jian with unfriendly expressions.

Seeing these four people coming, the faces of all the immortals who were anxious were overjoyed.

Haotian's heart was finally relieved, and the original expressionless expression was replaced by deep joy.

This old Taoist is clearly one of the twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi Tianzun's Taoxing Tianzun. He has the strength of the peak of Taiyi Jinxian, and has even touched the edge of Daluo Jinxian.

And the three behind him are his disciples Wei Hu, Han Dulong and Xue Ehu, and all three of them have the strength of Jinxian peak.

Especially Wei Hu, relying on a subduing magic pestle that is comparable to a divine weapon, he can even fight against opponents in the early stage of Taiyi.

Feeling the strength of the four of them, Yang Jian frowned slightly. The old man with white beard who took the lead gave him too much sense of crisis.

"Who is coming?"

Although he knew that he was not as good as the other party, Yang Jian still straightened his back and asked.

Hearing Yang Jian's question, Daoxing Tianzun raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly at Yang Jian:

"I am Daoxing Tianzun, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu Palace."

"Yang Jian, if you kill my junior brother, I will avenge him today!"

The word hate came out, and the terrifying aura of Daoxing Tianzun suddenly came out.

The Twelve Golden Immortals, although they are brothers and sisters, but after hundreds of years of getting along with each other, they have become closer than brothers.

Now that Taiyi, who is his younger brother, has suffered a tragic accident, how can Daoxing Tianzun sit still, and directly brought his apprentice to kill him.

Facing Daoxing Tianzun who was already close to Daluo Jinxian, Yang Jian squeezed the three-pointed two-edged spear in his hand.

He knew in his heart that the person in front of him was several times more terrifying than Taiyi, even if he used magic, he might not have a chance of winning.

But as a disciple of the leader of Renjiao, it is impossible for Yang Jian to leave Xianting alone. Right now, he is ready to fight to the death.

At this time, there was also a rough and cursing sound from inside the city guarded by Wu Wenhua. .