Chapter 1492 Aotian Xingjie, the sea hangs in the air
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Falling, falling all the time, as if there is no end...
Suddenly, "Wow, wow!", consciousness suddenly returned, and Yang Junshan's eyes suddenly opened, but his sight was covered by an extremely blue sky.
Yang Junshan suddenly stood up, the immortal energy in his body was flowing like a torrent, and would seep out of his body almost at any time, and would flow out with his will, transforming into various magical energy and rushing toward potential opponents.
Murong Qingtian is not nearby...
"Crash, lala, lala -"
This is actually an ocean? And I seem to be on an isolated island right now!
No, this is not an island, but a huge turtle, and I am currently on the back of a huge turtle!
Where is this place?
After realizing that there was no potential danger around him for the time being, fatigue and severe pain came almost at the same time, and Yang Junshan felt as if his whole body was rotten.
The memories in his mind began to go back bit by bit. The battle with Murong Qingtian was destructive along the way, with countless casualties and casualties. The Starry Sky Supernatural Powers looked on and did nothing, until a "copper wall" blocked the sky and blocked the sun...
No, that's not a copper wall, but a shield, a huge shield!
Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the severe pain all over his body seemed to have intensified by three points, and even his nose began to feel sore.
Reluctantly, he raised his arm and touched his face, only to realize that the bridge of his nose had collapsed and there was still dried blood in his nostrils.
Reluctantly straightening the broken nose bone, the powerful body began to recover on its own. The true energy in the body slowly circulated, and the majestic vitality hidden in the body was gradually stimulated. The severe pain was fading, and everything was recovering quickly.
But Yang Junshan gradually immersed his consciousness in cultivation.
I don't know how long it took, but Yang Junshan felt the ground beneath him suddenly shake, waking him up from his cultivation state.
"Master Shangxian, are you awake? It's really Xiaogui's fault for disturbing the master's immortal cultivation!"
A dull sound came, and the sea water in front of the island rose. A turtle head with a pair of short horns lifted up from the sea water, slowly turned behind it and made a bowing gesture to signal to Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan looked up and saw that there was a real island in front of him. This giant turtle obviously came here on purpose. When it swam from the sea to the shallow water area of the seabed, because its body was too large, it was inevitably hit by the collision.
The touch caused his body to tremble, thus affecting Yang Junshan's practice.
Feeling the recovery of his physical body and the lively flow of immortal energy in his body, Yang Junshan said calmly: "Where is this place? Did you, the turtle monster, save Yang?"
The turtle demon was already crawling on the beach of the island. Yang Junshan got off its back and looked at the island.
I heard the turtle demon say from behind: "The little demon saw the Supreme Immortal falling from the sky when he returned to the sea. He knew that the Supreme Immortal must have an extraordinary status, so he asked the Supreme Immortal to come here without permission. He only hopes to form a good relationship with the Supreme Immortal."
Yang Junshan smiled slightly when he heard this and said, "I'm determined!"
When the turtle demon heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. He quickly laid his head on the beach and said, "I don't dare, I don't dare. It is a blessing for the little turtle to be able to serve the immortal."
Yang Junshan suddenly thought of something at this time, frowned, and said: "By the way, when you found Yang, were there other people around you? I mean, were there other people who fell from the sky like me?
Sea?"
The turtle demon thought for a moment and said, "That's not true. Only the little turtle was around at that time."
After a pause, the turtle demon continued: "To be honest with you, the little turtle has some prestige in the nearby sea area. If there are other strange beings coming around, the little turtle should be able to get the news soon."
"Well?"
Yang Junshan glanced at the turtle demon in front of him with some surprise, and then noticed that not only did this turtle demon have Taoist cultivation, but it also seemed to have a familiar aura in its bloodline.
Yang Junshan glanced at the two short horns on the turtle's head, and then asked: "Dragon turtle?"
"How dare the little demon call someone the word 'dragon'," the turtle demon said very humbly: "The little turtle only has a slight trace of Baxia's blood. If you try to reach a higher level, you can at most be regarded as a distant relative of the dragon clan."
"Ba Xia's bloodline?"
Yang Junshan glanced at the turtle demon in surprise and said, "It's pretty good!"
Because of Zhoutian World Dragon Island and Princess Lanxuan, Yang Junshan knew the affairs of the Dragon Clan in quite detail.
The Dragon Clan is actually a huge system. Within this huge system, it is divided into three levels according to the distance of the Dragon Clan's bloodline.
In addition to the direct blood descendants of true dragons, such as Baxia, Taotie, Chilong, Yinglong, Jiaolong, etc., those who usually contain one-half of the true dragon bloodline in their bodies can be roughly classified as the second level.
As for the third level, the relationship with the true dragon is further developed. The blood of the true dragon in the body is very thin. Although it can barely be regarded as a member of the dragon clan in the eyes of outsiders, in fact it can only be regarded as a collateral line.
Although the turtle demon in front of him has the bloodline of Ba Xia, it is already a distant branch and the bloodline is very thin. It can only be attributed to the third level dragon clan collateral line.
In the eyes of the direct bloodline of the Dragon Clan, this type of bloodline is even regarded as a vassal of the Dragon Clan, rather than a member of the Dragon Clan.
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "So Yang should have arrived at the Dragon Clan's territory this time. I don't know where exactly this is?"
The turtle demon quickly replied: "This is the Hanging Sea in the Aotian Star Realm. Although the five hundred miles around this sea area are the territory of the little demon, there is an immortal dragon king above the little demon who controls the ten thousand miles of the Hanging Sea."
"Haha, it is indeed the Aotian Star Realm. This can be regarded as the home of the Dragon Clan!"
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "It seems that Yang will stay in your place for a while. By the way, the news of Yang's arrival here has not been known to the Jiao King, right?"
The huge body of the turtle demon suddenly trembled, and the ferocious-looking turtle head almost burrowed into the sand. His voice trembled as he said: "No, no, it is the little turtle's blessing that the immortal can stay here.
If the Immortal needs anything, just ask Little Turtle to do it."
Yang Junshan could probably understand the thoughts of the turtle demon in front of him, and said with a smile: "It's good if you have this idea. Just retreat first. If there is anything, I will tell you to do it, and Yang will not let your efforts go in vain.
"
The turtle demon was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "The little turtle will go through the water and the sea."
Yang Junshan smiled, reached out and dug into his sleeves, and found a spirit-sealing bottle in his hand, saying: "Although this elixir is not of high quality, it is quite effective in purifying the blood in your body. Take it
After that, it will be easy to refining."
The turtle demon quickly took it, opened the spirit-sealing bottle, and swallowed the spirit pill inside without thinking.
It would not suspect that Yang Junshan had played tricks on the elixir. If Yang Junshan really wanted to kill it, it would not take much more effort than crushing an ant.
As for what means he will use to control it, the turtle demon is actually eager to follow a golden immortal as a demon servant. This is not a shameful thing. On the contrary, if others know about it, there is no telling how many demon cultivators will
Secretly envious.
A hint of admiration appeared on Yang Junshan's face, and he asked with a smile: "By the way, what's your name?"
The turtle demon replied: "Longevity, little turtle!"
"Bi Shou," Yang Junshan muttered, and then said with a smile: "Go ahead, remember to refine the elixir in your belly as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, the turtle demon bowed his head again, and his huge body began to slowly retreat from the beach, and disappeared under the sea a moment later.
Yang Junshan smiled and then began to ponder. Seeing this turtle monster with Baxia's bloodline reminded him that the blood algae pill that can be used to purify bloodline may be the same as the original marrow coin.
, can be regarded as a specialty of Zhoutian World.
In this way, the value of the Blood Algae Pill is not just a treasure pill, which he should have thought of long ago.
On this isolated island, Yang Junshan randomly found a place, and after setting up a simple formation around it, his spiritual consciousness was already immersed in his body, and he began to check whether his whole body was seriously damaged.
Recalling the giant shield that appeared in the starry sky that day like a city wall and knocked him and Murong Qingtian away, Yang Junshan still feels uneasy when he thinks about it.
The moment the giant shield appeared, Yang Junshan deeply felt his own insignificance. All his abilities seemed to have turned into running water at that moment. He could only watch helplessly as he was blocked by the shield that blocked the sky.
The huge shield was knocked away.
But now it seems that the giant shield was obviously merciful, or maybe he didn't want to kill anyone at all, and he just wanted to stop the big battle between him and Murong Qingtian.
Otherwise, if that giant shield really wants to kill people, he will have no choice but to admit that he is unlucky.
But what exactly is that giant shield, and what kind of existence does it possess?
Being able to make Yang Junshan and Murong Qingtian unable to resist with just one blow, it seems that even the peak of the Daluo Realm, where the three flowers gather together, may not have such strength, right?
Thinking of this, Yang Junshan couldn't help but feel horrified. If that were the case, then the cultivation level of the person who took action seemed to be ready to be revealed...
Well, I remember that when I was knocked unconscious, I seemed to vaguely hear someone shouting something... "Xingtian"?
After finally putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Yang Junshan finally immersed all his mind in cultivation.
However, he soon discovered that after a battle in which he was almost on the verge of life and death, not only was his cultivation and strength unaffected, but he seemed to be developing in a good direction.
Whether it is his cultivation, magic weapons, or supernatural powers, after the battle with Murong Qingtian, there may not be a qualitative improvement or leap in his realm beforehand, but they have all been turned into accumulations, waiting for a certain day in the future.
Hair becomes thinner over time.
But all of this seems to be inferior to his improvement in body training. Even Yang Junshan himself is a little confused. Could it be that his physical realm has taken the lead in making a breakthrough and reached the level of immortality?