A huge wave of a foot long suddenly jumped out and rushed straight to Yang Tiangang's throat, with fishy saliva splashing from its sharp teeth, and there was a faint excitement in his eyes when he looked at Yang Tiangang. ￠，
This is a demon, Yang Tiangang recalled some things Yang Junshan had told him, this giant wolf should be a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator in the Great Perfection Realm.
A wolf demon was naturally not in Yang Tiangang's eyes yet, but at the moment he made a move, a person covered in tattoos of various colors suddenly turned out from behind a boulder behind the giant wolf, and this person threw it out with a bone spear, which made a sharp roar in mid-air, and also stabbed Yang Tiangang.
But what kind of race is this, could it be the barbarian race that Zhu Barong and others once said?
Yang Tiangang's mind was spinning, but the two beings of the Great Perfection Realm shot at the same time, and the movements in his hands did not dare to be neglected in the slightest.
The giant wolf's strong figure had just jumped into the air, a rope like a swimming snake had quietly wrapped around its neck, the giant wolf let out a scream in mid-air, and the whole thing was dragged to the ground by the rope, the giant wolf still wanted to roll and break free from this rope, but unexpectedly it became tighter and tighter, it wanted to lower its head and bite, but found that the rope not only began to wrap around its neck, but had already wrapped around its waist, and tightened more and more, until the bones all over its body made a breaking sound.
The bone spear thrown by the barbarian monk made a crisp sound before it reached Yang Tiangang, as if it had pierced a hard shell, and the entire bone spear head burst into flames, and it immediately deviated from its original direction.
The barbarian monk opened his hands and shouted, and the bone spear suddenly turned a corner in mid-air, and then fell back into his hand and was about to be thrown again.
Where would Yang Tiangang give him a chance, only to see him shake a spear with one hand, and a slanted light slashed out from the tip of the spear, directly attacking the barbarian monk dozens of feet away.
The barbarian monk also tried to block it with the bone spear in his hand, but unexpectedly as soon as his hands were released, the bone spear was directly disconnected from it, and then he felt that his body was light, and his eyes could actually stare directly at his buttocks.
Yang Tiangang used a mountain-breaking spiritual technique to kill a barbarian monk equivalent to the realm of great perfection, and the spear retracted and went straight to the ground under his feet.
"Ghost monk!"
Yang Tian just snorted coldly, and the spear spun in mid-air, and it had already accurately pierced the throat of the ghost monk who was pale but had a hint of fierceness in his expression.
But at this moment, a blood shadow suddenly thought of Yang Tiangang's head covering it, and the protective qi that could resist the barbarians throwing bone spears was like white snow poured into boiling water, and it suddenly lost its protective power.
At the critical moment, Yang Tiangang's footsteps flashed, and when he took a step, it seemed that the distance of dozens of feet was condensed, and the blood shadow fell into the air, and the person had already reached dozens of feet away.
The blood shadow flowed and condensed like water, and soon formed a human figure, a person with red eyebrows and a short figure appeared where Yang Tiangang had stood before.
"Demon people?" Yang Tiangang asked in a condensed voice.
"Hey," the person who formed the blood shadow laughed coldly: "Demons? No, no, people from the lower Shura clan!"
"Shura tribe?" Yang Tian just frowned, he didn't know the monks of this race, but he could feel the difficulty of the person in front of him, the kind of magical power in the form of blood shadows was really unguardable, even more palpitating than the ghost cultivators who came and went without a trace.
A thunderstorm exploded from mid-air, and the face of the Shura clan changed, and he threw off his clothes, turning his entire body into a blood shadow and disappearing, but he saw a light falling, and Zhu Barong Zhenren walked out of it and said, "Yang Daoyou, have you met a person from the Shura clan?"
Yang Tiangang nodded and said: "This person does call himself a member of the Shura tribe, and he has to thank Zhu Zhenren for coming to help, otherwise Yang will have to have a fight with this Shura tribesman, and this person will feel extremely difficult to deal with."
Zhu Barong Zhenren said with a solemn expression: "If Yang Daoyou encounters the Shura clan again in the future, you must be careful, this kind of existence is weird and ruthless, and difficult to deal with, if you can not fight with it, it is best to retreat, if you really can't avoid it, you can also use pure yang magical powers such as thunder and lightning to fight against it, which has a considerable effect on containing it."
Yang Tiangang said sincerely when he heard this: "Thank you Zhu Zhenren for your guidance!"
Zhu Zhenren nodded and said: "It's all about experience, Yang Daoyou will come to this burial ruins in the future, and he will know how to deal with it, but now we have to evacuate first."
Yang Tiangang was stunned when he heard this, and said anxiously: "Why? Now that the seal is broken, if we evacuate, wouldn't it mean that we will allow these extraterritorial monks to invade our world?"
Zhu Zhenren sighed and said, "I can't hold on, all sects have casualties, now we are surrounded by monks from outside the domain, if we don't break through, I'm afraid we will be wiped out, alas, this world is going to change drastically, a catastrophe that will affect the entire cultivation world is inevitable!"
Yang Junshan had already swallowed the second Purple Extreme Spirit Pill into his belly, he could feel that the original essence in the dantian was constantly condensing, and it seemed that qualitative change was brewing from it, but this qualitative change was instead contained by the dantian and Yang Junshan's strong body, and the Nine Tenacity Formula was the original power that pushed the qualitative change at this time, and finally broke the double shackles of the dantian and the physical body.
Yang Junshan swallowed the third Lesson Purple Extreme Spirit Pill without hesitation, and the swollen spiritual energy surged in his body, but he could never form the kind of torrent that could be wantonly in the ocean, but otherwise, he would not be able to break the double shackles from the dantian and the physical body no matter what.
The Three Talents Spirit Control Formation was triggered, interrupting the spiritual power supply of the spiritual spring to the spiritual plant garden and the sword tomb, and even cutting off the spiritual power diffusion of the entire Xishan Village, and all the spiritual power emanating from the spiritual spring converged endlessly towards the secret room where Yang Junshan's retreat was located.
They all looked up at the top of Xishan Mountain, only to find that at some point, the fog that was originally just shrouded over the top of the mountain had begun to spread from top to bottom at this time, and the entire western mountain was covered with fog from above the mountainside.
Not only that, the sea of clouds, which was originally just a gentle flow, was like a storm at sea at this time, layer by layer of clouds and waves, as if the entire Western Mountain had turned into a huge monster at this time, covered in fog and punching and kicking there.
Yang Tianlin hurried over at this time, and said pantingly: "The large light curtain outside the village is disappearing, and many villagers and clansmen have already seen it, and many people have already inquired about what is going on."
Han Xiumei also rushed over at this time and said: "The spiritual power in the village is decreasing sharply, Xiaoping, do you know what happened on the mountain?"
"Damn it, some people quietly left the village, and some people put messengers out!"
Yang Xi came over cursing and said: "Did Xiaoshan deliberately let those meticulous people hidden in the village appear, how could those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods come out together, and everyone in the village has been through it several times, but I didn't expect someone to hide so deeply, it's really easy for my Yang family to bully?"
Seeing that the faces of the other people were not good-looking, Yang Xi asked: "Why don't you speak, what the hell is Xiaoshan doing, so many people are here, no one has an idea?"
At this moment, a communication talisman suddenly broke through the air, Yang Junping took it in his hand and glanced at it, and said: "Those who left the village are all dead, but there is nothing they can do about letting the communication talisman out, Uncle Six, you lead people to surround all the families that put the communication talisman out, and those who dare to resist will be killed by all the old and young in the family; Mother, if you lead someone to appease the villagers, just say that the eldest brother will improve the formation on the top of the mountain, and the village protection formation will be restored soon; Second grandpa, you can go to the clansmen."
Yang Xi said: "No problem, who in the clan dares to blow up the thorn, the old man must flatten him first!"
Yang Tianlin hesitated a little: "The place where the transmission talisman flew out may not be the work of the villagers in the household, or it may be blamed by others, I think it's better to distinguish it clearly first, don't use killing methods to ,......"
Before Yang Tianlin could speak, he saw that Yang Junping's eyes were already fixed on him, and there was a faint violent look in his expression, only to hear him say in a deep voice: "Sixth Uncle, now is not the time to be benevolent, let me say it again, but anyone who dares to resist or do not cooperate, no matter who it is, will be killed, the whole family will be killed, don't forget, the Kailing Sect is in Wasteland Town!"
Yang Tianlin looked at this nephew in a daze, the child who was usually playful and playful, and even liked to mess around, in times of crisis, the decisiveness he showed was palpitating.
Everyone present seemed to have re-acquainted themselves with this Yang family ninth who was usually hidden under the light of their father and brother at this time.
Yang Xi suddenly smiled "hehe", his face actually showed a look of appreciation, and said: "It turns out that the one who looks most like the eldest brother is not the third child, nor your brother, but you are actually the kid!"
Yang Junping's expression remained unchanged, and he said: "Gather all the high-level monks of the Martial Realm and the Mortal Realm in the village, Qinshui is the line of defense, everyone, if the village protection formation cannot be restored in time, then the Kailing Sect monks of Wasteland Town will kill it is almost a foregone conclusion, this battle is related to the foundation of my Yang family, and it is about the life and death of my Yang family!"
Although the thick formation could not completely cover up everything that was happening on the Western Mountain at this time, it really suppressed the huge celestial phenomena and the turmoil of the space spiritual power that was triggered.
In the secret room of the spiritual spring, the spring water that flowed "gurgling" in the past seemed to have lost its spirituality at this time, and the belly of the mountain was covered with spiritual dust, which was countless jade crystals and jade crystal coins After being drained of the spiritual power contained in them, they were shattered by Peng Bai's spiritual power shock, and finally turned into dust and filled the passage on the mountainside, and even on the entire western mountain.
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