Look at Yang Jian again. At this moment, he was protected by the treasure flag. He was like a fish in water, extremely powerful, and he chased and attacked the group of old Taoists with no low level of cultivation;

Relying on the sharpness of the three-pointed and two-edged guns in his hand, these old Taoists chased them all over the mountain.

The old Taoists tried to use the formation to stop Yang Jian, but found that the treasure flag was not invaded by all evil and could not destroy all laws;

They tried to join forces to suppress Yang Jian with great magic power, but Yang Jian's body flashed rapidly, and a yin and yang energy surrounded him, causing his speed to increase rapidly, as fast as a phantom, and the old Taoists could not deal with it for a moment.

Yang Jian swung his spear in his hand and slashed hard, showing his fierce light in his eyes. He wanted to kill another person to repay his father and elder brother's blood debt!

"Who fights!"

Yang Jian roared loudly, but the old Taoists were all silent.

If you have the ability to pick the Flame Flag Flags off the Earth before fighting!

And those figures who had the ability to suppress this treasure flag were just hiding in the dark, frowned and looked at the scene, waiting for the moment when they heard the sound of the saint.

Baoqi only showed its own power without Yang Jian's activation, and it has many weaknesses.

In this case, it is really hard for the saint to end directly;

And as long as they show up, they will be missed by Taibai Jinxing.

The old Taoist who had just been killed proved two things with his life...

First, the oath of heaven cannot be set up casually, this thing can kill you!

Secondly, the Yang family's tragedy was really done by their Western teachings. The old Taoist just now obviously had no news and was too confident.

It must be admitted that this old Taoist just had the gambling element.

Then he lost his bet and lost his life, and it may become the fuse of the war between the great sects.

As the saying goes, you can run away from the old path and you can't run away from the temple.

Yang Jian rushed around with the treasure flag. Although he only beat several old Taoists to slightly injured, he smashed the palaces and spiritual buildings in various places, and the pits everywhere were bumpy.

Lingshan is the temple of the two saints. On weekdays, the mountain protection formation is not open, let alone the protective formations of buildings everywhere.

In this regard, Li Changshou could only thank the old Taoist who had just died for sacrificing his life and giving Yang Jian a reason to smash the mountain with confidence.

This situation...

It was much happier than Li Changshou who came to smash the mountain gate when he first saw him.

A stream of light flew over the sky, but this time the person came was a Taoist figure who was relatively unfamiliar with Li Changshou.

The first Liuguang who arrived here appeared directly outside the Lingshan Gate, frowned and looked at the chaotic situation inside;

His middle-aged face and a regular gray Taoist robe were the son of Guangcheng, the twelve golden immortals of the Academic Sect!

As soon as Guangchengzi arrived here, Chi Jingzi, Huanglong Zhenren, and Taiyi Zhenren appeared one after another. Several other twelve golden immortals of the Anarchy Sect hurried over on the way. Yun Zhongzi and the Golden Immortals of the Fortune and Deed will arrive later.

When Huang Long saw Yang Jian's figure, he was first excited.

Their three generations of disciples of the Academic Sect have made a fortune!

But then, when the real person Huanglong saw the gun and the flag, he silently left two lines of tears.

But that's it, that's it.

Li Changshou set off the golden penis and fell in the clouds. The golden penis turned into a human form, holding a small killing spear and following him step by step, ready to block the arrows for the teacher at all times.

"Dear brothers, Chang Geng is polite."

"Chang Geng, what happened?"

Guangchengzi frowned and asked, with a little urgency in his eyes, "Why did Nephew Yang Jian go crazy in Lingshan?"

Go crazy...

Li Changshou sighed in his heart and understood that the Chan Sect did not want to make a big deal.

Whether it is to avoid breaking up with the Western religion, Guangchengzi and others came here to stop Yang Jian, rather than cheering for Yang Jian.

This is within Li Changshou's consideration.

Li Changshou said seriously: "Yang Jian came to avenge his blood revenge. The Western Sect had just accepted this matter and even died a master of the ninth grade of Golden Immortal."

Guangchengzi sent a voice saying, "Is there a way to let Yang Jian stop? If the saint is alarmed later, wouldn't Yang Jian's nephew be in danger?"

"Senior brother, don't worry, I guess, the saints and uncles of the Western Sect will be unable to sit still."

"this?"

Guangchengzi also wanted to say that a golden light suddenly appeared on Lingshan, and an invisible force hit Yang Jian, smashing Yang Jian and the flame flag from the ground from afar.

Even with the protection of the Flame Flag Flag and the power of the Xuanhuang Tower, Yang Jian could not help but spit out blood when he flew backwards. After landing, he rolled dozens of feet and was hit in front of Guangchengzi.

A sigh came from the mountain:

"For the sake of Senior Brother Yuanshi, I will not be skeptical about such a child today."

The Sixth Saint, Cundi!

Guangchengzi was about to move forward...

"come out!"

Yang Jian lay on the ground and shouted, but he had already climbed up, knelt on one knee, wiped blood, held a spear, and had a purple-gold light brewing on his forehead.

"You come out!"

"Yang Jian!"

Guangchengzi frowned and shouted softly, "Don't mess around anymore, go back to Yuxu Palace!"

Yang Jian paused and his back was trembling.

Chi Jingzi advised: "Nephew Yang Jian, this matter needs to be discussed for a long time. You have also smashed many temples here today and killed an immortal immortal here.

After all, this place is also a temple for saints. If our saints do not respect saints, wouldn’t they be ridiculed by the creatures in the Three Realms?”

Yang Jian's hand holding the spear was trembling, his arms stretched out, and he gritted his teeth and glared at the ruins and scattered figures in front of him.

Why……

clatter.

A palm suddenly slapped Yang Jian on the shoulder, causing Yang Jian, who was almost trapped in the Daoist demon, to subconsciously turn his head and look at him, but it is Taiyi Zhenren who is smiling at him.

"alright."

Taiyi Zhenren’s smile is rarely so warm, with a little emotion in his eyes, “Your master is not afraid to show up behind him, he is afraid that he will smash Lingshan with you after he appears, and things will be out of control.

Next, let me leave it to my master.

By the way, your father should not be dead... I remember that Yang Tianyou studied in a certain academy while he was in the mortal world of the Jade Emperor. He was considered a registered disciple of an old god in the heavenly court.

This old god is not convenient for me to evaluate other skills, and he is even more capable of calculating people, but he has always been thorough in his work and is not an evil god.

You might as well ask him if your father is really disintegrated.”

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment and looked at the "old immortal" with his down-eyed eyebrows beside the immortal Chan.

"Do, take it seriously..."

Li Changshou sighed and said slowly: "It is a compensation for my previous arrangement of your path to practice.

Unfortunately, only one of them was protected in the end, and Yang Jiao was indeed gone.

However, the registered disciple is so serious. I just taught your father some of the skills of math and how to become an excellent mortal wealthy businessman."

Yang Jian's expression was extremely complicated, he lowered his head and let out a sigh of silence.

Taiyi Zhenren walked forward slowly, walked out one foot, looked at the smoke and dust everywhere in Lingshan, put his hands in his sleeves, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He, Taiyi, will make a decision today!

Open your mouth and exhale as you like!

Whispering, beeping in a low voice:

"Why don't you even dare to show your face today? Could it be that the saint took action against mortals? No, right? How is this possible?"

quiet.

Suddenly, when he heard the whistling of magic weapons, Taiyi Zhenren turned his head and was instantly put into Guang Chengzi's sleeve before he could turn his head.

At this moment, drums came from the sky, and the dark clouds rushed to Lingshan thousands of miles away before stopping. Dongmugong hurried to come with hundreds of heavenly soldiers and dozens of heavenly generals with an order.

"Yang Jian received the order!"

Yang Jian was obviously stunned for a moment, and Li Changshou chuckled when he saw this and took a few steps back.

As Dongmugong spread his order and began to recite loudly, a golden light fell on Yang Jian...

Yang Jian's ears kept buzzing, and he basically didn't hear much clearly. He only heard the saying that he was named [Qingyuan Miaodao True Lord], with many rewards and military power.

But what does this mean?

Yang Jian, who should have looked up at the sky, lowered his head in the golden light, looked at the trembling palm, and shook his palm weakly, continuously overdrawing his physical strength. At this moment, he was slowing down his heart again, but he couldn't hold anything.

So what about the immortal god in the heavenly court?
To be continued...