Chapter 1049 (1/2)
At this point, thousands of miles away.
Yang Jian, Nezha and the original gods of the gods appeared in the sky. In the distance, a demon light hurried away.
”Monster, don't run!”
Nezha stepped on the wind and fire wheel and wanted to chase, but Yang Jian raised his hand and stopped him and said, ”don't chase first. It's important for the original gods of Dharma protectors to return to the body. Speaking of it, this monster has also helped us!”
”What elder martial brother Yang said is.”
Nezha thought and said with a smile, ”unexpectedly, Wutian was so cunning that he hid everyone's yuan gods in this black lotus. If it weren't for the devil, we might not be able to find the yuan gods of the gods. This guy really helped us.”
They were ordered to go to the underworld to rescue the gods, but they only found the flesh of the gods, but their original gods were hidden elsewhere by Wutian.
They couldn't find it, so they had to take the flesh of the gods first, and then they met the big Dharma protector black robe of Wutian's men.
Originally, with their strength and army, it was no problem to deal with a mere black robe, but unexpectedly, the black robe directly offered a black lotus. Under the Black Lotus, they were sucked in without fighting back.
However, what surprised them was that in this black lotus, they saw the gods and gods locked in it. Finally, Yang Jian was resourceful and called out the peacock queen Daming. They broke the Black Lotus together and got out of trouble.
Yang Jian folded his hands and said, ”thank you, peacock Daming King Bodhisattva, for helping us out.”
The peacock Daming king said, ”ainava... Is he really dead?”
”Dead!”
Nezha said, ”he was killed by the black robe just now in order to save me from being trapped in the Asura world. He is an English... Ah, where is the Bodhisattva?”
He saw the peacock king Daming. After hearing his words, he had to chase down in the direction of the black robe.
”You don't have to worry. You tell me the news of ainava. I don't owe anyone to save you from trouble.”
The peacock king Daming disappeared before their eyes.
”Well...”
Nezha looked at the peacock Daming king who left directly. He thought deeply and whispered to Yang Jian, ”senior brother, there seems to be a story between the peacock Daming King Bodhisattva and ainava!”
”Don't worry about your business!”
Yang Jian said, ”it's important to help the gods return to the orifices first, and then find Zhenwu to meet. It's only a few months since 33 years, you know?”
”Yes!”
Nezha quickly got serious and suddenly said, ”elder martial brother, is the Baolian lamp really useless?”
Yang Jian raised his hand and looked over. He saw the lost light of the Baolian lamp in his hand. He sighed in his heart. After being trapped in the Black Lotus, he naturally wanted to try all kinds of ways to get the gods out of trouble.
But the black lotus was not the same as he. He couldn't break it, so he had to break the territory to obtain the combat power of Dalai territory. However, he still couldn't break it. Finally, he thought of the peacock Daming king.
Boom——
Suddenly, the endless robbery clouds on the originally blue sky gathered. The thunder in the clouds was boundless, and the lightning was like an abyss, which flooded the heaven and earth. The dark robbery clouds were filled with a frightening smell.
”This...”
Nezha was shocked. It was only for a moment. The sky seemed to collapse and became dark. The sound was deafening. Even he was startled by the scene.
”My big Luo robbed.”
Yang Jian said, ”Nezha, you protect the Dharma for the gods, and I'll go through the robbery.”
Nezha looked up at the disaster cloud in the sky and said with some worry, ”this disaster is wrong. Why is it so oppressive? Second brother, why don't I protect the Dharma for you first!”
”No, I can handle it.”
Yang Jian said, but his eyebrows frowned. These three disasters... Wrong!
Although he is a demigod, they are not born under the control of the laws of the fate of heaven and earth, so they are also an unusual number. Their three disasters are more difficult than ordinary Dara.
When Lu chuandu robbed Dalao, he had actually cut off three corpses.
You know, his character has always been behind others, especially Lu Chuan. They have been competing privately for many years.
He had never seen the three disasters of Da Luo Jinxian before, but after seeing the three disasters of Lu Chuan, he was really angry at that time.
Even Lu Chuan's three disasters are so terrible. If it's more difficult, it's double. Even he has no way to survive!
This is the reason why he always suppressed Xiuwei and refused to step into the door. He just wanted to make full preparations and break through in one game. This time, he was not sure. It was just a crisis and he had to break through.
Fortunately, he now has a Baolian lamp in hand.
Then, when he let go, he found something.
His three disasters... Seem to be no more terrible than Lu Chuan, even faintly weaker.
Yang Jian: ”??”
So... What's going on?
What exactly did this man surnamed Lu do in those years? How did he cause such terrible three disasters?
The key is that the bastard's three disasters were so severe that he was frightened, so he clearly lingered on the threshold of Dalai territory for a long time, but he didn't dare to step in. At the thought of here, Yang Jian was angry and funny.
”Hiss!”
Yang Jian turned into a golden light and went away.
He is going to find a place to cross the three disasters. He is afraid of a natural disaster that is eight or nine times more terrible than the three disasters in Luchuan, but what is he afraid of now?
Lu Chuan can make it. Yang Jian has no reason not to make it.
Boom——
Just after he flew out for tens of thousands of miles, he calmed down and prepared to cross the robbery. Suddenly, there was a faint thunder in his ears, shaking the world. The voice like an epoch-making voice was transmitted to his ears from an unknown distance.
”The thunder...”
Yang Jian looked up at his own thunder robbery.
The thunder in the distance is so terrible that it seems to be more powerful than his!
”This thunder should also be the three disasters of promotion to Da Luo. Where is sacred? The number of disasters is so amazing?”
Yang Jian was surprised. He wanted to spend the robbery alone, but once his curiosity took root, he couldn't help the idea of going to see it. After thinking about it, Yang Jian chased down in the direction of the man who spent the robbery.
You know, his three disasters and thunder robbery is eight or nine points more difficult than ordinary immortals, and the one who robbed the living creatures in the distance seems to be as much let!
Click!
Yang Jian flew in front, and the sky robbed clouds chased after him.
The thunder and lightning as thick as the mountains, like the fierce real dragon, chased Yang Jian and split him on his body, which made his protective light dim, but Yang Jian was not afraid because he had a Baolian lamp this time.
Yang Jian used his current cultivation to show his golden light vertically, which was almost tens of thousands of miles in a moment. He rushed out tens of thousands of miles in a few breaths, and then was stunned by what he saw.
The heaven and earth tens of thousands of miles ahead seemed to fall into a frenzy.
Countless thunder roars like dragons, the most frightening ones in the legend, such as the Ninth Five-Year Plan thunder, the five elements thunder, the sun god thunder, the Taiyin God thunder... All of them smashed down.
There was no heaven and earth in front. There was only a turbulent sea of thunder. The mountains and rivers shook. I don't know how many peaks collapsed to the ground, and countless cracks appeared on the ground, which was regretted.
Hiss!
Yang Jian opened his heavenly eyes, and then he saw a humanoid creature lying flat in the shining thunder. He was twitching every time, but he was still gritting his teeth and insisting, as if he was yelling.
Unfortunately, the thunder drowned everything, so that he could not make any sound.
The most terrible three disasters that he had ever seen before were the thunder robbery of Luchuan. Even this time, his odd number was faintly weak.