The two crossed each other, each groaning, one of them had a bluer face and the other looked pale.

A cold light flashed through Yang Jian's eyes, and the spear power suddenly changed. It was no longer as soft and peaceful as before, but it opened and closed with an extremely strong aura. He sacrificed his life to attack, and he went to the ground without returning, and had no life or death. Surprisingly, the one-armed man hesitated and retreated and made way out. He lost the opportunity and had to avoid left and right in Yang Jian's continuous attack. He found a flaw after a while. Seeing Yang Jian's gun-opening, he pushed his staff out as soon as he shot it out.

With a light sound, the purple jade stick penetrated deep into his waist, but the one-armed man's expression changed drastically. The back of his back became cold. Yang Jian's gun was knocked back with the handle. The real energy was already passing through his chest hard.

An indescribable severe pain came, and the purple jade stick could not be sent forward. Yang Jian sighed and pulled back the gun. The one-armed soul of the man could no longer support him. A huge suction force emerged from his body on the ground. When he opened his eyes again, he leaned against the rocks, and the blood was pouring out of his chest wounds.

Yang Jian's soul stood silently in front of him, with clear sky and clouds rolling and unevening, looking at these two great enemies of life and death in a quiet manner.

"This time, I'm not losing in the moves." The one-armed man lowered his head and looked at the wound on his chest, and said thoughtfully, "You used a strategy at the beginning. Originally, the soul of the soul had just recovered and there was no power of long-term battle, so you used guard instead of me as soon as you started, and you could not show it with your ability. I had tempted me to forget the best strategy of defeating the enemy for a long time."

Yang Jian sighed: "Yes."

The one-armed man smiled bitterly and said, "After my attack, you came to attack again, forcing me to almost no strength to fight back, which would disturb my mind. Just when I was anxious to take the lead, you would not hesitate to set up bait with me... If I was not greedy for this stick, your shot would have no reason to succeed."

Yang Jian smiled, shook his body, and reached out to pause the three-pointed two-edged gun to the ground before he could barely stabilize it, but he did not speak.

The one-armed man sighed with mixed feelings and murmured: "I still lost. Last time it was a marksmanship, this time it was a military strategy. What a pity, an opponent like you can't become friends..."

He struggled to lift the purple jade stick, slowly wrote a big word "Xi" on the lower left side, and wrote a word "Yan" on the upper front. Then, he shook his wrist and threw the stick into the abyss under the stone platform.

"This is your last chance, True Lord." With a smile, the one-armed man's voice became lower and lower, but he was a little happy. "The method of breaking the God Destroying Array is only in this two words, only in the Five Elements Heavenly Secret. It's just a pity that I still have you to send this last journey. But you are afraid that even such a regretless liberation will be difficult to obtain?"

My eyes were hanging down, my smile had not stopped, and my breathing had completely stopped.

Countless bitters of resentful souls and lonely souls, black fog is everywhere in the long passage of the cave. The yin wind is everywhere, and the sound of ghosts is chirping, and sometimes yellow and green smoke light bursts out, which is very fishy and pungent, just like the Shura hell.

The divine eyes opened, forcing the black fog resentment spirit, which was full of danger, to retreat far away. However, the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand shook it lightly, as if he was choking.

Yang Jian's face was almost transparent, and his mysterious clothes were floating. He walked step by step in the passage and felt a sense of uncertainty. The surrounding wind thrust the bones, continuously consuming his remaining true energy.

The battle just now seemed to have won a light sentence, but the price paid was too great. Such a man was broken into his hands and there was no trace in the three realms. At this point, his mind and his sense of emptiness suddenly increased, and his figure was faintly unreal in the dark.

The three-pointed two-edged gun trembled violently, as if it had lost it once, and could no longer bear to face the second separation.

Yang Jian sighed inwardly, pressing his mind into the ancient well without wave realm, and his body became clearer again. The formation of the God-Destroying Array was not broken, and even giving up himself was something he could not bear to hope for.

"The word "breaking method" is only in this two words, only in the five elements of heavenly secrets." The last words of the one-armed man sounded again. The passage had reached its end, and a strange and empty place appeared in front of him.

The black light curtain flowed, cutting off all connections between the cave's heart and the outside world. Yang Jian could see the power of the divine eyes, but he could not see through the details. The colorful mist was evaporated in the ten feet of the clearing in front of the light curtain, and red and green Mars could not stop swallowing and spitting, covering countless swaying red silks. The resentful spirits gathered on it, and the wind was bleak, and blood was spilling on the spirit body, which fell to the ground and turned into more red silks.

In the middle of the open space, dozens of black banners stood in line, echoing the light curtain. Black fog sprayed from the banner like rain, and the resentment of the resentful spirits sprayed densely on the light curtain, making the light curtain even more powerful.

Yang Jian's expression became more and more serious. With his eyesight, he could see that this formation not only borrowed the power of Fuxi's water mirror, but also accumulated countless resentful spirits from where they were protected. Seeing that the black banner in the open space was located on the left side of the black light curtain, his mind turned his back and thought of the words of the five elements of heavenly secrets, he suddenly realized that the word "Xi" written on the left of the one-armed man must be for this.

Only earth can rest, black belongs to water, and water mirror also belongs to water. This great formation of God-Destroying God will naturally flow endlessly, and will never stop like water, without a certainty. The most softness in the world is water, which is flawless to attack, and the five elements can be transformed, and the only one who overcomes water is earth. The Wu position on the left protected by the black banner is the most prosperous place in the entire cave.

The three-pointed two-edged spear emitted a sharp strange light, and it kept a piece of light in the darkness. Yang Jian spread his spiritual consciousness along the formation to observe every step of its changes.

Life, death, Du, Jing, Xiu, Open, Shock, and Eight Gates are lined up, which are the best number of Qimen Dunjia. However, because the formation is dominated by the flow of water, the Eight Gates try to turn it upside down. The Shengmen is in the middle of the black light curtain. The Death Gates are closely connected with the opening of the door, and there is no gap between them. If there is a slight difference, it will never be restored. The opening position is Wu, with the yin energy and the gathering of resentful spirits, all of which show the painstaking precautions of the people who set up the formation.

The body suddenly faded and almost dissipated. As the three-pointed two-edged gun shook, the sharp sound of wind came from the tip of the blade. A rapid sound of spiral came from afar. The golden light suddenly poured into Yang Jian's divine eyes, and the faint smoke-like soul condensed again.

Yang Jian paused the gun in his hand to the ground, focused his breathing, and tried hard to distract his spiritual consciousness. A familiar feeling came over, and he had already smiled bitterly without turning around to see it.

"Baolian Lantern? You saved me again."

Not far away, thick black mist was forced to open, and the Baolian Lantern was hanging in the air, spinning out, as if responding to his words.

The silent observation of the formation just now almost dissipated his soul, but he had already understood the operation of the entire God-Destroying Array. The two words written by the one-armed man were indeed the key to breaking the formation - the word "Yan" belongs to fire, and fire should be restrained by water, but this array takes reverse as its ability and goes against the way. The Shengmen is the fire, and it must have the opportunity of weak water and strong fire before it can activate Shengmen and defeat it.

This Formation Sect is hanging high above the top of the formation, and the fire is burning upwards, which cannot withstand the intention of forcing the enemy downwards.

But, is this really foolproof? Yang Jian couldn't help but smile indifferently and looked at Baolian Lantern. Baolian Lantern seemed to understand his intentions and flew forward into his left hand.

"You are also a fire, but the lights are emitted at will, and are not limited by the innate attributes of the five elements. You just flew to the Shengmen to reverse the formation and rescue your master." Yang Jian said slowly.

The Baolian lamp lit up and then dimmed again. Yang Jian was slightly stunned. He immediately understood and said, "Are you worried that the lamp oil is not enough?" The lamp lit up again, as if it was yes. Yang Jian showed a strange smile on his face and said softly: "That's right. The lamp oil... I can't find the little fox to bleed and make oil for you. However, when I recast the soul and when I was in danger just now, you can sense my natal true energy. So, maybe I can help you?"

Try to enter a few points of the true essence of the primordial spirit, and the light mango of the Baolou Lamp becomes bright. However, the lamp body trembles lightly, showing endless sadness.

"Only the metaphor of the word "Xi" has not been solved? With fire, water will be weak and will be formed. Only earth can rest. Only earth can rest. Only by using earth energy to overcome the killing intention of the Death Gate, can the Lotus Lantern have the hope of breaking the formation. But in my current situation, where can I find a magic weapon that can gather the Earth energy and restrain the Death Gate?"

He pondered, the roar of the resentful spirits in the hall, and the black light curtain became thicker and more gloomy.

"Then..." Yang Jian seemed to think of something, and suddenly there was a little self-deprecating in his expression. "Nuwa created people with earth. After a person dies, dust will return to dust, and soil will also return to earth. People are originally dust, so why should I find any magic weapon? Is there any magic weapon that can be more easily connected to earth energy than the body of a god?"

The thoughts were everywhere, and the black flag at the door was shaken and scattered. An identical Yang Jian sat cross-legged on the open space wrapped in red silk. The resentful spirit gathered downwards, and a strange light passed by, and the three-pointed two-edged gun was thrown away, and it was extremely accurate to penetrate the body, barely supporting him to fall to the ground, and at the same time, pushing the witty resentful spirit away from the distance.

Yang Jian smiled faintly, picked up the magic trick, and the treasure lotus lamp lit up, flew to the top of the cave and hung high. At the same time, his mind sank and floated forward, and his soul returned to his body where he sat cross-legged in the black banner.

The earth's energy was steaming from the bottom of the body. In order to cast the soul as soon as possible, he did not leave any protective energy at that time, and now he has saved a lot of trouble invisibly. But because of this, he thought he could completely ignore the pain in this body, but at this time, it was difficult to do it anymore.

The poisonous miasma underground stomp into the body with the ground energy. The red silk formed by the resentful spirit suddenly became as if it were life-like under the urging of the poisonous miasma, and penetrated into the skin and slowly extended into the body. Yang Jian could even feel them surging in the blood, self-sufficiently, ankles and knees, invading upwards inch by inch.

The legs were so painful that they were torn. Compared with this, the old wounds on the body were as light as a feather. The blood vessels under the knees were filled with red silk vines. Yang Jian looked down and looked at the blood vessels slowly raised, with bright red color almost weird. Then, countless fine holes slowly leaked out, and the thin red silks drilled out of the holes, dancing fluffy with the Yin wind in the hole. Every time the Yin wind blew, the light dance of the Red Silk brought pain like a pulp of bones and muscles.

Yang Jian tried hard to keep the spiritual consciousness clear, took a deep breath, and the earth's energy was guided to the Dantian, and passed through Shaoyang and Shaoyin to the palms. A faint yellow light gathered from the palms, and as the speed of the earth's energy increased, it became clearer and clearer. It immediately turned into two light columns, injecting continuously into the Death Gate of the Destroy God Array.

Use earth to overcome water and use the power of the earth to restrain the murderous intent of destroying the gods and water.

Huang Zhu injected, and overwhelming pressure poured towards him, breathing flowed in, and a red silk miasma was allowed to abuse in his body. The endless earth energy, under the guidance of his spiritual sense, forced the rippled murderous intent of the Death Sect. The resentful spirits were wailing everywhere, their voices became more and more shrill, and the sharp light flashed on the three-pointed two-edged gun, forcing them not to take a step forward.

The Baolian lamp above slowly rotated. While he was controlling the ground energy, the bright light body emitted light, from top to bottom, and was embedded hard above the black light curtain.

The black air swelled in the array, gathering upwards the light that repelled the lotus lamp. The lotus lamp dimmed and radiated again, but it was already clear and undetermined. If there was no real energy renewal power, it would be destroyed on the spot.

Yang Jian slowly looked up, his eyes vaguely touched the memories of his childhood again. His mother's children's songs, the years he walked together, the woman who called his second brother softly, the boy who called his uncle inexplicably by the water. They finally had everything he lost, so what else can he regret?

The divine eyes open, and the true essence of the natal body turns into silver light, and shoots directly into the lotus lantern. [】
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