Chapter 1206 Manifestation of the Boundless Erlang God

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Billions of wind blades raged on the devastated surface. Even though Yang Jian was wearing armor, he was still cut and blood splattered. Even his face was covered with bloodstains, but he still did not dodge.

"Yang Jian's life... has long been your majesty's!"

Yang Jian held the God of War's three-pointed knife in both hands and blocked the attack for Qin Jun. He stared at Changde Daxian with the Supreme Dharma Eye and said with gritted teeth.

If it weren't for Qin Jun, how could he achieve today's achievements?

Qin Jun gave him countless wealth and power, allowing him to stand above all worlds.

Even if there were stronger beings who surrendered to Qin Jun later, Qin Jun still gave him the precious opportunity to improve his strength. He always remembered these favors in his heart.

Now that Qin Jun was in danger, how could he stand idly by?

"You dare to hurt your majesty..."

The wind blades whizzed past, and Yang Jian's feet sank deep into the mud. The land within a hundred miles suddenly collapsed, and the armor on his body was almost completely removed, but he still did not dodge.

Qin Jun looked at Yang Jian's expression. Although his heart was filled with emotions, his face was expressionless.

Bodhi Patriarch, Xuandu and Lu Ya Taoist were all shocked by Yang Jian's tenacity.

"This boy..."

Xuandu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

In the previous life, during the Conferred God War, although Yang Jian performed well, after the Conferred God War, he became a running dog of the Jade Emperor, which made Xuandu no longer interested in him.

But now seeing Yang Jian's performance, he felt that something in his body was awakened by Yang Jian.

"At all costs... I will kill you too!"

Yang Jian roared in a low voice, and the Supreme Dharma Eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened. A black beam of light was output, and the diameter quickly expanded to 100 meters, and it violently went towards Changde Daxian.

Unfortunately, Changde Daxian was a saint. Even if Yang Jian was a half-saint, the gap between the two sides was like a natural moat, insurmountable.

The earth shook violently, the saints in the sky were fighting fiercely, there were battle explosions in all directions, one after another, and the whole saint world fell into chaos.

Qin Jun kept staring at Yang Jian's back, silent.

But if you look closely, you will find that his hands are clenched into fists.

"Yang Jian, don't let me down!"

Qin Jun's eyes were deep, and people couldn't see through his thoughts.

The reason why he didn't say anything was that he hoped that Yang Jian would become a saint under great pressure.

Becoming a saint in battle sounds exaggerated and incredible.

But for Yang Jian, it is not a dream.

Just because...

His name is Yang Jian, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun!

Rumble--

The earth kept cracking, Yang Jian had become a bloody man, but still stood in front of Qin Jun.

"Stubborn! Do you really think that this immortal can't kill you?"

Chang De Daxian said irritably, and pushed his right hand suddenly, and countless wind blades flew out from his palm.

Puff——

Yang Jian finally couldn't bear it anymore, vomited blood and flew backwards, and the three-pointed knife of the God of War in his hand also flew out.

Seeing that the wind blades were about to fall on Qin Jun, a domineering figure fell and directly shattered all the wind blades of Chang De Daxian.

It was Death Dao.

He still held a dragon horn that was a hundred feet long in his right hand, bleeding, stabbing at the sky, and his burly figure seemed to be fearless even if the sky collapsed.

"With me here, who dares to hurt my godson!" Death Dao grinned, his eyes fell on Chang De Daxian, and Chang De Daxian was scared to retreat quickly.

Qin Jun didn't complain about his name, but looked at Yang Jian who was kneeling in the rubble in the distance. At this moment, Yang Jian's hands were drooping vertically to the ground, blood dripping from his fingers, and his body rose and fell gently with his breathing.

"Don't kill him..."

Just then, Yang Jian suddenly heard a voice, his breath was weak, but it made Death Dao look back at him.

"Don't kill the enemy?" Death Dao asked strangely.

Yang Jian raised his head with difficulty, his face was covered in blood, but his three eyes were extremely clear, and they were still shining faintly.

"Let me... come and kill..."

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and supported himself on the ground with both hands, trying to stand up.

Death Dao was speechless and said unhappily: "You don't even consider your own strength. You are not qualified in your prime, let alone now?"

After that, he turned his head to look at Qin Jun and asked: "How can you have such stupid subordinates?"

Bodhi Patriarch, Xuandu, and Lu Ya Taoist were silent. They could all feel Yang Jian's obsession.

This is a belief that will never stop until death!

"I believe in him." Qin Jun replied calmly, making Death Dao even more helpless.

Chang De Daxian, who flew back, met with Yu Xiao Jian Zun and Qinglong Ancestor. As for Yun Mei Niangniang, she was still entangled by Fuxi.

"Looking for death..." Death Dao shook his head and smiled. Since Yang Jian was looking for death, he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business.

"Your Majesty..." Bodhi Patriarch couldn't help but persuade him. In his opinion, Yang Jian had fallen into the inner demon. If he didn't stop him, he would really be beaten to death by the immortal Changde. Qin Jun raised his hand, signaling him not to say more. "I chopped Peach Mountain with an axe to save my mother, and I hit the twin phoenixes of Luoluo with a bullet." Qin Jun stared at Yang Jian and recited. With enough magic power, his voice spread to the entire holy world, causing the disciples of the distant holy sect to turn their heads and look at him, and even the gods and demons who were fighting. Saving his mother in Peach Mountain was Yang Jian's famous deed, praised by the three realms in his previous life. Yang Jian was once a brave and unparalleled hero. His mother was a fairy. Because she secretly met a mortal and gave birth to a child, she angered the Emperor of Heaven and was suppressed under Peach Mountain. Yang Jian went against the will of heaven to save his mother. But in the end, he still joined the enemy's camp and became the god of war in heaven. Yang Jian shuddered when he heard this, and a dusty memory emerged from the depths of his mind.

"His reputation for killing eight monsters is far-reaching, and he is sworn in with the Seven Saints of Meishan."

Qin Jun continued to read, this is the description of Yang Jian in Journey to the West, which vividly describes Yang Jian's origins and pride.

Yang Jian lowered his head, trembling all over, and slammed his fists on the ground.

Death Dao was also interested. He looked at Qin Jun and Yang Jian curiously and said to himself: "What are you doing? To stimulate him?"

Changde Great Immortal, Yuxiao Sword Master and Qinglong Ancestor did not dare to act rashly. They knew that there was nothing they could do to die and could only wait for Wuji Taoist Ancestor to kill Ji Bubai before helping them.

At the same time, outside the black hole opened by Fuxi, the stars were shining brightly, and the hundreds of millions of troops from the Great Qin Heavenly Court were waiting.

Explosions continued to come from the black hole, and they vaguely heard Qin Jun's voice.

"A person with a high heart does not recognize his family members in heaven, but his nature is so arrogant that he returns to God and lives in Guanjiang River."

"Akagi Akira, the Holy Spirit Saint, manifests the boundless number Erlang."

The gods and demons who knew Yang Jian's past life were moved.

"His Majesty's voice!"

"Isn't this Yang Jian's previous life experience?"

"what happened?"

"What happened to Yang Jian?"

Yuan Hong, Nezha, the Six Monsters of Meishan, Lei Zhenzi and other gods and demons were whispering to each other, especially the Six Monsters of Meishan, who were extremely anxious.

Within the holy realm.

Yang Jian put his arms on the ground, his body kept rising and falling, and blood overflowed along his body surface.

Black light burst out from Yang Jian's forehead, which was extremely strange.

The billowing spiritual energy began to gather towards Yang Jian.

"I am Yang Jian... Erlang Xiansheng..."

A low roar came from Yang Jian's mouth, as if coming from the Nine Netherworld, making people's scalp tremble.

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