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Everyone present was shocked when they saw Yang Jian being suppressed.

Is this the difference between the Daluo Golden Immortal and the Quasi-Saint?

Even if you have innate spiritual treasures like the Donghuang Bell, you still cannot cross the border and fight!

"How is this possible! This is the eldest brother of the Changsheng Palace!"

Wen Zhong couldn't believe it. He often heard that Emperor Xin mention my senior brother's little bits, and his admiration for Yang Jian was no less than that of His Majesty.

Seeing Yang Jian being suppressed at this moment, it was naturally difficult to accept.

"There is no choice. If you don't want to give up your face, Yang Jian is also helpless!"

Li Jing sighed. Although Yang Jian had Donghuang Bell in his hand, the lamp was not vegetarian, and there was a coffin lamp to deal with it.

In comparison, Yang Jian’s only capital to cross the border was offset, and was suppressed by the lamp from beginning to end.

It is already a proud thing to be able to hold on for so long, which shows Yang Jian's strength.

Shen Gongbao looked anxious.

"What should I do?"

Finally, I hoped that a senior brother from Changsheng Palace would come, but I was suppressed by the Lanting, and the situation did not change at all.

"It seems that I have to find someone again! But who should I look for?"

To deal with Lan Deng, a quasi-saint who is an old man who is not dead, he must at least have the cultivation level of a quasi-saint, right?

But with your own face, how can you invite such a powerful person?

The disciples of Jie Sect also looked sad and angry, feeling as frustrated as Yang Jian.

Didn’t they just be bullied by Lan Deng for the big and the small, and their realm were suppressed?

Seeing Yang Jian being suppressed, I couldn't help but start scolding.

"Shameless, you have the ability to fight against the situation. What's the ability to suppress the realm of others!"

"Yes, if you want to be more handsome, just remove the coffin lamp!"

"That's right, Randeng, you want to save the evening festival, leave now!"

They were filled with righteous indignation and blamed Lan Deng.

However, Randeng was dismissive and continued to suppress Yang Jian.

However, he was ridiculed by Yang Jian just now, and he was so angry that the twelve golden immortals began to retort.

"Haha! Wasn't you quite majestic just now? Why is it like this now?"

"Senior Brother Changsheng Palace, what awesome!"

"Haha, call him arrogant and crazy, you'll be rewarded!"

Everyone in the Anhui Cult laughed and felt extremely happy.

The Jie Sect naturally dissatisfied. The two sects are now quarreling and fighting, which is quite amazing.

Yang Jian was suppressed, and the powerful ancestors who were watching the battle were also surprised and immediately realized.

"Oh, after all, it's just the Daluo Golden Immortal!"

"Yes, the Lan Deng is a quasi-saint, how can Yang Jian fight against it?"

"The power of the Donghuang Bell cannot be fully utilized, so there is no suspense!"

Everyone was very sorry that a genius like Yang Jian was shocking and shocking the vast world as soon as he debuted.

But the flowers are not red for a hundred days, and today we finally face a great defeat in life!

"Haha, OK!"

Yuanshi Tianzun felt very happy when he saw this.

Although Ran Deng always looks like he has no other intentions, his strength is really unspeakable.

"Now that suppressing Yang Jian can be regarded as telling the great beings that the Palace of Eternal Life is not that scary!"

Yang Jian is the eldest brother of Changsheng Palace. As long as he suppresses him, he will change the thoughts of the people in the prehistoric world.

At that time, those forces who are afraid of the Palace of Eternal Life should also let go of their concerns and join Xiqi.

In Chaoge City.

When Daji saw that his senior brother was suppressed, he naturally became nervous.

"Second Brother, do we want it..."

“No need!”

Emperor Xin actually waved his hand to interrupt Daji and shook his head.

"Just just a lamp, it's just a quasi-saint."

"Little Junior Sister, do you know that we were all the incarnations of saints who were directly chopped down back then?"

The bottom smiled gently, recalling the glorious years of the past, their brothers were also chopping the Western Cundi at a lower level.

He didn't believe that a thousand-year-old king, who could not even survive the saint's position, could still do anything to his elder brother in the Palace of Eternal Life.

In the Palace of Eternal Life.

Kong Xuan's small house was crowded with people.

There are Chen Changsheng, the head of the Palace of Changsheng, Kong Xuan, the security minister of Changsheng Palace, Zhen Yuanzi, the elder of Changsheng Palace, and the ancestor of the Styx who doesn't know what to do in Changsheng Palace, all of them are gathered together, watching the Battle of Xiqi through the scene in front of you.

"Oh, Yang Jian is still too anxious. He used the Donghuang Bell so early?"

"You Hunyuan saints should not be so condescending. Yang Jian is just a Daluo Golden Immortal after all, so of course he is useless?"

"It's okay, it's just being suppressed."

Everyone was watching intently while talking enthusiastically. Seeing Yang Jian being suppressed, they looked relaxed.

Chen Changsheng also looked calm and shook his head.

"I'm just a lamp, and I want to suppress my eldest disciple?"

Chen Changsheng had nothing to worry about, but was just curious about what surprise Yang Jian would bring to him next.

On the battlefield.

Randeng pressed Yang Jian tightly and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Ha ha!"

Randeng looked at Yang Jian with a look of winning.

"Senior Brother Changsheng Palace? That's it!"

"If your master doesn't teach you, I will teach you a lesson today so that you can know what a high heaven and earth means!"

When the disciples of the An Sect saw this, they all smiled.

The last time they were suppressed by Yang Jian, even though Guang Chengzi took the lead and Pangu Banner was in his hand, they still left in a mess.

Now that I see Yang Jian being suppressed, I naturally feel proud.

"Senior Brother Changsheng Palace? Haha!"

"Some people really feel that they are invincible when they have some strength. It's really ridiculous!"

"Associate Randeng, please take action quickly to let Yang Jian know how powerful you are!"

The disciples of the An Sect said, looking at Lan Deng with anticipation.

"good!"

Randeng nodded, "Then I will perform for everyone, how to suppress senior brother Changsheng Palace!"

Ran Deng said, ready to take action.

Seeing this, Yang Jian was not afraid, but instead looked at the Lanting Ding with a sense of fighting.

"snort!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly.

"Since you are so hard-working, you will become a saint in your body today, so that you can know the power of Senior Brother Changsheng Palace!"

"break!"

Yang Jian roared angrily.

In a short time, a powerful aura burst out and instantly swept the entire audience.

Yang Jian no longer reserved and released all the power he had suppressed for a long time.

This is the force that Yang Jian suppressed for a long time. He was originally preparing for a breakthrough, but now he doesn't care much about Lan Deng's aggressiveness.

There are many ways to enter the quasi-saint, the easiest way is to kill the three corpses.

However, Yang Jian inherited Pangu’s three styles of opening the sky, so he naturally would not be willing to make a simple breakthrough.

What he has always sought after is to become a quasi-saint with his strength, like the ancestor witch.

The failure of breakthroughs has always been not because he, Yang Jian, is not because he is not good at it, but for a better breakthrough!

Since these people laugh at me like this, I don’t mind breaking through on the spot.

Let the people in front of you understand a truth.
Chapter completed!