After about a cup of tea, the dream space finally returned to peace again, and there was no more waves on the sea surface. As for the thousand-year-old black ice shell that sealed Yang Jian, it had naturally been blown into debris by the power that destroyed the world, and there was no trace of it anymore.

Xie Xiaorong said nervously: "How about it, is Yang Jian dead?"

Yun Xiang closed his eyes slightly, communicated with Kuo Du, and said, "It seems that there is no movement anymore. Let's go and take a look."

He had recovered some strength at this time and led everyone to fly towards the place where Yang Jian was before.

As soon as he flew closer, Di Ting pointed to the sea below and exclaimed: "Look, there."

Everyone looked at each other quickly, but saw a head floating on the sea, rising and falling with the waves, and the body of the head was already gone.

Yun Xiang waved his hand and the waves rolled up the head and put it into his hands. When everyone saw it, they breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed Yang Jian.

However, at this time, Yang Jian no longer had a strange one-eyed look, but returned to his original appearance, with all his facial features, bleeding from seven orifices, and his eyes were open angrily, but only the vertical eye on his forehead was tightly closed.

Xie Xiaorong sighed: "It seems that Yang Jian was indeed killed by this invisible law bead. Even a whole body has not fallen, and only such a head is left."

Di Ting said, "Boy Yunxiang, I didn't expect that even Yang Jian, who is in the Ancestral Saint, will die at your hands today. After today's battle, I'm afraid that the Three Pure Saints will be a little afraid of you."

Yun Xiang shook his head and said, "Brother, don't praise me. It's all for everyone to work together to kill this person today. What's more, the Three Pure Ones..."

Before he finished speaking, a hint of alert suddenly appeared in his heart. He quickly looked down and saw that the vertical eyes on his head and forehead had already opened at some point, with red light flashing in his eyes, and he was looking at him coldly.

"Not good!" He was shocked and threw the head out with a blow. A red light flashed by, rubbing it against his scalp, almost hurting him.

"Isn't dead yet?" Xie Xiaorong and the other two were also shocked. They were about to attack the head, but they saw the vertical eye suddenly shot out, turning into a red light and piercing the sky, while the head fell weakly to the sea.

It seems that Yang Dalang did not die, but abandoned Erlang's body and turned into an eye again. However, after the explosion of the Wuxiang Dharma Pearl, he must have been seriously injured. He did not think about killing again at this time, but directly escaped from Yang Jian's head and fled away.

"Yun Xiang, if I recover the next day, I will definitely tear you into pieces." The red light emitted the last roar and disappeared completely.

"Chasing!" Xie Xiaorong shouted lightly, and was about to use her origin technique to catch up, but Yun Xiang grabbed it and said, "Stop chasing, he has broken through the space barrier, you can't catch up with him."

Xie Xiaorong said anxiously: "Then why don't you send everyone out quickly? I think he was injured too much. If he catches up, it will not be difficult to surrender."

Yun Xiang smiled bitterly and said, "I want to go out too, but now I really don't have any strength, so I'm afraid I still have to rest for a while."

Xie Xiaorong frowned and said, "Will you never be able to capture him again?"

Yun Xiang shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm afraid that's the case."

Di Ting said, "By the way, are there still people guarding outside?"

Xie Xiaorong said: "Wushuang and the general guardian were guarding outside, but they were also seriously injured and were not very careful. Whether they could stop him in time could only leave it to fate."

Di Ting frowned and said, "But there are still others?"

Lady Nine-tail said: "Also, that's..."

Di Ting hurriedly said, "Who else?"

Mrs. Jiutail thought about it, but shook her head dejectedly and said, "I'm afraid there is no reliable person."

Everyone looked at each other and had to shake their heads and sigh.

On the Gobi Desert, Old Ancestor Rong and Bai Wushuang sat cross-legged in a corner, catching the time to use their energy to heal their wounds and recover their energy. They knew that Yun Xiang and Xie Xiaorong's cultivation might not be Yang Jian's opponents. If they really retreated, the two would have to fight to save each other.

Just now, a sound like the ice surface cracked came. The two of them felt a tightening in their hearts. They opened their eyes and saw a red light flying out, breaking into the sky and disappearing.

"What?" said Rong Laozu.

"I haven't seen it clearly, but looking at that size, I'm afraid that someone's spell has not been controlled and has broken out of the dominant space?" Bai Wushuang said suspiciously.

Old Master Rong pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Forget it, don't worry about him. You and I will guard this place. If Yun Xiang and the boss escape, we must rescue him in time."

Bai Wushuang nodded and said, "This is natural."

Yang Dalang was relieved when he saw that the two of them had not been chased. After these consecutive blows, the injuries he suffered were really serious. Even any great saint would endanger his life. At this moment, he could only find a secret place to practice for a while. When the time is right, he is going to seek revenge on Yun Xiang.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, I suddenly heard a voice coming from the side, saying, "Yang Jian, do you dare to agree if I call you?"

"Who?" He was shocked, responded subconsciously, and quickly followed the sound, but saw two boys flying towards him not far away. One of them was holding a purple gold gourd in his hand. With his promise, a red light suddenly shot out from the gourd, covering him right in it, but there was endless attraction in the light.

If it were on weekdays, this kind of force would be really not worth mentioning to him, but now it is the time when the tiger falls into the sun. The originally insignificant magic power is more than a mountain for him. He doesn't even have enough resistance to do so, and he is sucked into it by the gourd.

These two boys were none other than Jinjiao and Yinjiao. They felt a red light flashing in the gourd, and then it sank. Yinjiao also looked surprised and said strangely: "Hey, it's weird. It seems that something was sucked into the gourd just now."

Jinjiao frowned and said, "Brother, my godmother told you that you should not take magic weapons and collect them everywhere. Why did you collect strange things again?"

Yinjiao smiled and said, "Brother, my godmother and Brother Yun want to deal with Yang Jian, it is rare to ask you and me to come out to help. If you don't practice well, if you get nervous and get rid of the thief, wouldn't it be a big deal?"

Jinjiao said unhappily: "If you are so lazy and are seen by your godmother, you will inevitably scold you again."

Yinjiao quickly covered the gourd tightly and said, "What brother taught me is that I will be more careful in the future."

Jinjiao looked at the gourd in his hand and said, "Why don't you look at what you just collected?"

Yinjiao smiled and said, "Things of fingers are just insects and birds. I called Yang Jian, but it was taken in. It was really unlucky. You also know that such a small beast turned into pus in a gourd, so there was no need to worry about it."

Jinjiao looked at his hippie brother and shook his head helplessly. The two brothers continued to rush towards the Gobi Desert.

In this way, Yang Dalang was unknownly included in the purple gold and red gourd by the silver horn, which was a secluded place that no one could have imagined. With his cultivation level, he had no intention of being refined by the gourd, but there was no spiritual energy in the gourd that could restore his skills. It was hard to say when he would get out of trouble.
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