Chapter 739 Backtracking to Find the Fire, Shake the Xeon!

Why did the dragon and phoenix fight in the first place?

Even with Qianhong's instigation, these two races that survived the battle with God Pangu shouldn't be so rigid.

Unable to understand, Yang Jian felt that he could only balance and could not intervene too much.

Although the Dragon Clan does not have the top-notch power close to the combat power of the Great Dao Saint, there are many masters. They have cultivated and rested in the four seas for countless years.

The Feng Clan is now only supported by Kong Xuan, but Kong Xuan and Yang Jian have a very close relationship, they are best friends, and Yang Jian can't care about one and lose the other.

Even, if it wasn't for his wife being from the dragon clan, it might not be that Yang Jian would favor the Feng clan now...

With the killing gun in hand, Yang Jian felt that his back was straightened immediately, and he didn't need to hide his head and show his tail when he went out, and he went to Xuandu City to "drop in" just as he said.

He found the place where Master Mo was, but found that the old man was not huddled in the corner, and the door hidden on the city wall was also concealed.

Yang Jian couldn't help worrying, and said that a strong enemy came here silently to plot against this strong man who survived Taisu.

Enveloping himself with spiritual consciousness and maximizing spiritual awareness, Yang Jian glanced at the three puppets of all sizes who did not respond, and stepped into the portal here.

The familiar mustard space has become empty at this time, and the platforms used to make puppets have disappeared, and a huge formation is suspended out of thin air.

There are strange stones and precious materials everywhere in the formation, and there is a huge copper furnace at the eye of the needle. The copper furnace is shining with orange-red light at this time, and invisible heat waves impact all directions.

"coming?"

A familiar voice came from the side, and Yang Jian turned his head to look, only to see Tianyan Daozi in black robe standing with a smile, standing side by side with Master Mo on the other side of the formation.

Mo Fuzi squeezed a stiff smile at Yang Jian, while Tian Yan Daozi smiled as usual.

"Why are you here?" Yang Jian was surprised and stepped forward.

Daozi Tianyan smiled and said: "I found the precious materials you wanted, and I wanted to send them to you. I just saw you guys studying the method of transforming spirits there, so I didn't bother you, and came here directly. The things have already been given to Senior Mo. Is there any whereabouts of the real fire of silence?"

"No," Yang Jian stepped forward, "I've found everything else, only the True Fire of Nirvana."

"It's okay, I have some clues, you can go with me later, and you can find the fire in about half a day," said Tianyan Daozi, and Yang Jian probably guessed where Tianyan Daozi was going to take him.

It cannot be found in this world, but can only be found upstream.

"Two kinds of real fires, the sun, the sun, and the yin...here are the Shuiluo star pattern iron, the five-fire dragon-breaking stone, and the Nine Nether Broken Spirit Diamond?"

"That's enough," Master Mo said with that stiff smile, carefully took out the light white translucent petals from the purse, and returned the purse to Yang Jian.

Tianyan Daozi's smile became more playful, "Given it by Houtu?"

"Um."

"It's not bad, there are wives and concubines at home, and there are beauties outside." Daozi Tianyan laughed twice, with a little sadness in his eyes, "Oh, sometimes I really envy you practitioners with incomplete morality."

Daozi Tianyan was born of the Dao of Heaven, and he really didn't have much 'humanity', and he ran around for the will left by God Pan Gu to protect the prehistoric world.

Thinking about it this way, it is not surprising that Tianyan Daozi came to the position of saint.

Yang Jian had no choice but to change the subject, "What's wrong with Senior Mo? Why do you feel this way today...but what's the problem?"

"I didn't know that my little friend was actually the reincarnation of Du Huan." Old Master Mo sighed, "Naturally, I just learned about Du Huan from the mouth of Tian Yan Sheng today. It's really amazing."

Yang Jian was a little speechless, and looked at Tianyan Daozi wonderingly, "How did you know this?"

"After sanctification, there is nothing in the Three Realms that I can't hide from me. Let's go, I'll take you to get the true fire of silence, and you and I just have a chance to chat."

Tianyan Daozi made a gesture of invitation, Yang Jian said goodbye to Master Mo, and followed Tianyan Daozi out of the Xuandu City formation.

Daozi Tianyan sacrificed the chaotic clock, and the chaotic aura around the two of them immediately scattered and fled. The two sat on the top of the big clock and fled towards the depths of the chaotic sea.

The chaotic clock flew for a while, and then Yang Jian said in a low voice: "I don't have the skills of my previous life, and now I am powerless against the saint, so don't put all the treasures on me."

"Of course, you are just a variable," said Tianyan Daozi with a smile, "This catastrophe cannot be calculated by the way of heaven, but I and several other saints deduced it day and night, and I probably caught some traces."

"oh?"

"I came to you today because I knew about Dubi, a great god. According to your nature, knowing Dubi's existence, my heart must be a little depressed," Tianyan Daozi said seriously, "Yang Jian, in the dark, I don't know why you were allowed to appear in the prehistoric world, maybe it was just for the last fight in the world of spirits."

Yang Jian said: "According to this, you also know the Eternal Kingdom of God?"

"When Shifeng turned into a spirit bird and entered the prehistoric world, her way ran through all parts of the prehistoric wilderness. She is a dao spirit, and everything she knows is written in her own way. Naturally, I can't hide these things from me."

When Tianyan Daozi said this, Yang Jian was filled with emotion in his heart.

Yuan Shen Dao saints are indeed much better than cultivating the physical body to become holy in all aspects, except for fighting skills and fighting for life.

"So," Tianyan Daozi said in a deep voice, "Your previous life was a matter of crossing the other side. You have to accept it if you accept it, or accept it if you don't. Yang Jian, if the Great Desolation is destroyed, you have a chance to live, and you must live."

Yang Jian couldn't help being silent.

"From what we know from the Taishi Realm to today, you are the only hope of defeating those powerhouses. More importantly, there is the eternal kingdom of God behind those powerhouses."

"Did you figure something out?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

"No, I'm just planning for the worst," Tianyan Daozi said with a smile, "Taishi, Taiji, and Taisu are all great cultivators. You happened to show up in the prehistoric era. Maybe it's Dubi, the great god, who had a premonition of something. In other words, maybe there will be a strong man worthy of Dubi's calculation on the side of the most powerful. "

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, rubbing the center of his brows, "Okay, okay, don't talk about this, I'm Yang Jian, not Dubi."

He had been hiding this matter before because Yang Jian didn't want to be babbled about these great truths.

To become the only hope of the whole village, one has to bear more and heavier pressure passively.

Seeing Yang Jian's complexion was unkind, Daozi Tianyan didn't say much. He swept his sleeves, and the Chaos Clock shook slightly, and thousands of miles passed in a blink of an eye.

The Chaos Clock stopped slowly, Tianyan Daozi's hands were sealed, and a brilliant Dao rhyme circulated around the Chaos Clock.

Yang Jian immediately felt a trace of tearing force, and stood up, watching the changes around him.

The consciousness was distorted, as if he was trapped in a vortex, and the chaotic atmosphere around him kept churning...

This should be going back in time.

Compared with the time when Tianyan Daozi took Yang Jian back in Fenggu, Yang Jian could clearly notice that the power of the Chaos Clock had been fully exerted at this time. Yang Jian didn't even feel much, he was already on a barren land that was constantly being eaten away by the atmosphere of chaos.

The land can't see the edge, and there are dead sand and stones everywhere. This is the last scene of this land before it is swallowed by the sea of ​​chaos.

Going back in time is still going on.

"Where are we going?"

"It was a remote place when Taisu was destroyed just after Honghuang was opened up," said Tianyan Daozi, "Don't worry, I won't meet anyone along the way. I've been there once before."

Yang Jian was amazed in his heart, the longer he stayed with Tianyan Daozi, the more he felt that cultivating the physical body was only good at fighting, without these abilities and conveniences.

"Yang Jian, I entrust you with something."

"tell me the story."

"If the Jade Emperor dies, you can take over the Heavenly Court," said Tianyan Daozi in a low voice. "The prehistoric world needs a banner, and you are the most suitable candidate. The Jade Emperor previously allowed the Buddhist sects to invade the Netherworld, which made many great powers dissatisfied. If you can succeed the Jade Emperor, you will be able to unify all the forces in the spirit world, and you will be more confident in fighting against the strongest."

Yang Jian thought for a while, "Let's talk about it."

"En," Tianyan Daozi replied without forcing anything.

The land under their feet is getting wider and wider, but the sense of loneliness still exists. Obviously, the original Taisu Realm was slowly eaten away by the aura of chaos, and there are no relics left except for Xuandu City.

Gradually, the ground became dark red, and some broken armor began to appear. After a while, bones began to appear in the armor.

Looking down, they were actually standing in the sea of ​​corpses on Mount Lishan. I don't know how many creatures have died here...

The most powerful...

Yang Jian clenched his fists subconsciously, and Daozi Tianyan said, "Here we are."

Time went back slowly and slowly, on this endless land covered with corpses, right in front of Yang Jian and Tianyan Daozi, a colorful flame trembled slightly.

The Nirvana Real Fire is so dazzling.

Yang Jian stretched out his right hand and touched a barrier; Daozi Tianyan made a move immediately, pointing his fingers in front of Yang Jian's right hand, the invisible barrier flickered, and Yang Jian immediately stretched out his right hand.

Carefully held Nirvana Zhenyan in his hands, but suddenly his heart was shaken, and there was a tingling pain in his palm.

The gaps in the invisible barrier were rapidly gathering, Yang Jian quickly retracted his right hand, and the real fire was naturally still in his hand.

Countless resentful spirits wept in his heart, but they were just weeping.

"These supreme beings, why do they have to slaughter all living beings..."

"Let's go, at this moment, the strongest man who destroyed Taisu is still active, no! He's here!"

The chaotic clock trembled slightly, and began to turn in the opposite direction, and the chaotic aura around him suddenly spun rapidly.

At this moment, a big hand suddenly covered it from above.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, clenched his fist with his left hand, and slammed towards the big hand, and a powerful mana poured out from around Tianyan Daozi's body and injected it into the wall of the Chaos Clock.

The Chaos Clock flashed, and although they didn't move, they dragged them away quickly, leaving the big hand and the shadow of Yang Jian's punch behind them.

Time passed quickly, and they soon returned to the present world. Daozi Tianyan heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Yang Jian who was standing still.

"Are you injured?"

Yang Jian raised his head and smiled wryly, pointing to his left hand hanging beside him.

The knuckles of the left knuckles twisted irregularly, from the elbow to the fingertips were purple-black, obviously the injury was serious.

"It's okay, just cultivate for a few days." Yang Jian sighed in a low voice, "The strongest is really unusual, it's not as simple as just mastering the two avenues."

Daozi Tianyan smiled wryly, "Forget it, go back, as long as you don't hurt too much."

Yang Jian nodded, and the two set off on their way home. Yang Jian slowly repaired the damage to his left arm, reminiscing about that moment of staggering in his heart.

It was only after being blown by the 'wind' in the chaotic sea that Yang Jian realized that his back was covered in cold sweat.