In an instant, as the eyes of the mysterious man in the black robe and Yang Jiao collided in the void, an invisible and fierce aura spread out, and the void was slightly fluctuated by the invisible momentum. The large number of monks and demons gathered in the distance also quieted for a moment, and his eyes looked at Yang Jiao standing in the void with fear.

"Hmm?" He looked at Yang Jiao's thin old man with his eyes narrowed and looked a little solemn.

The middle-aged man in the blue robe on the side changed slightly because he found that he could not see through Yang Jiao's reality. And the guy who suddenly appeared obviously had no kindness to them.

"Do you want to deal with Fairy Yao Ji?" Yang Jiao, whose eyes were cold, was slightly silent and asked indifferently.

Listening to Yang Jiao's words, the mysterious man in black robe who raised his eyebrows and showed a faint smile on his lips asked back: "Who is you? What does it have to do with Fairy Yao Ji?"

"Me?" Yang Jiao, whose eyebrows were raised lightly, also said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "My name is Yang Jiao!"

"What? Yang Jiao?" As she exclaimed, the middle-aged man in blue robe couldn't help but look at Yang Jiao with a drastic change in his face.

The old man in gray robe on the side was unable to keep calm and suddenly glared, his expression changed slightly. He turned to look at the mysterious man in black robe whose expression had not changed much. The old man in gray robe then felt slightly calmer.

"Yang Jiao?" He squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Jiao's mysterious man in black robe, and said casually as if he was chatting with his friends: "As far as I know, you are the son of Fairy Yao Ji and Yang Tianyou, or the disciple of Qinglian Daojun under the Sect of Cai, right?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the mysterious man in black robe. Yang Jiao, who had a slightly frown, couldn't help but say in a slight tone: "It seems that you really know me very well!"

"Since I'm here to deal with Fairy Yao Ji, how could I not know her background?" The mysterious man in black robe refused to comment. The smile on his lips became stronger: "Yang Jiao, I heard that you are very powerful, but I don't believe it."

Yang Jiao, whose eyes flashed with a cold light, snorted coldly and said, "Then you can try it!"

While speaking, Yang Jiao flipped his hands and took out a purple-gold spear and ran towards the mysterious man in black robe.

"Ha! It's better!" Seeing this, the mysterious man in black robe raised his eyebrows and smiled. Seeing Yang Jiao holding a purple-gold spear came to him, he then took a step back and took out a black spear. With his hands trembling, the black spear immediately bit towards Yang Jiao like a poisonous snake.

A crisp sound of gold and iron attacks were accompanied by the sound of air bursting through the air. The void was twisted at the intersection of two guns.

At the same time, Yang Jiao and the mysterious man in black robe who were slightly shocked all over their bodies flew backwards almost at the same time.

The mysterious man in black robe with deep footprints left on the ground with his feet. He looked a little embarrassed and steady. His face turned slightly red. He then reached out to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at Yang Jiao, who stepped back with a cold look and looked down at the still sharp Yang Jiao, and his aura was still shining. He couldn't help but grin and showed a chilling arc: "Okay! He is worthy of being a master of the three generations of disciples of the Creation lineage. He is indeed a bit powerful!"

"You are not weak either! I believe you are not an unknown person in the prehistoric world. Why bother hiding your head and showing off your tail and calling you a name!" Yang Jiao said in a deep voice.

Listening to Yang Jiao's words, the mysterious man in black robe who sneered in a sneer had no intention of responding. He directly flashed and killed Yang Jiao with a black spear in his hand.

Looking at the mysterious man in black robe who was surrounded by black air, like a fierce demon god. Yang Jiao, whose face was slightly cold, also Chen hummed and flashed to meet him without hesitation.

‘Clink’’ ‘Clink’… ‘Boom’’ ‘Boom’…..

It seemed like two afterimages appeared in the void. Yang Jiao and the mysterious black-robed man who fought fiercely, wherever they passed, the void was stirred up like the water surface. The violent and terrifying energy fluctuations spread, causing many monks and demons to look white in the distance, while some looked at the scene with scarlet eyes and crazy fighting spirit.

As for the old man in gray robe and the middle-aged man in blue robe, he looked at each other nervously for a while, then hesitated and nodded, and turned to go around to join the battle circle.

With a terrifying energy explosion, violent energy swept across, and both phantoms flew backwards in a slightly embarrassed manner, leaving obvious traces in the void wherever they passed.

Seeing this, the old man in gray robe and the middle-aged man in blue robe couldn't help but gaze with slightly bright eyes, one on the left and one on the right and one on the left and one on the right and were catching him off guard. It was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of Yang Jiao's inactivity to react at this time and he was caught off guard.

"Hmph!" A sneering curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes glanced at the afterimages transformed by the two of them. Then Yang Jiao, who flew away, suddenly twisted his figure and turned into two phantoms, stabbed towards the left and right sides.

The sound of "Puchi" and "Puchi" sounded two sharp weapons piercing into the flesh and blood. Almost at the same time, the old man in the gray robe and the middle-aged man in the blue robe flew out in a panic with horror on his face. The dazzling blood dripped in the void.

With a tight shot, the old man in the gray robe and the middle-aged man in the blue robe were seriously injured by Yang Jiao. If the two of them hadn't reacted in time and had good defense, they would have been killed instantly by Yang Jiao. Although they were masters of the Daluo Golden Immortals, they could only be considered ordinary among the Daluo Golden Immortals. Yang Jiao, however, faced a person who was not afraid of the quasi-saint, and was proficient in fighting. How could he be humiliated?

"Huh!" Escape from afar, covering the wound with blood flowing from his shoulders, pale and lingering fear, looking at Yang Jiao standing in the air holding a purple-gold spear. The middle-aged man in the blue robe couldn't help but feel shocked: "It's so terrible! Faced with that shot, I actually felt like I could not hide and could not resist. What kind of strength is he? How could he be so strong?"

"What a terrible strength!" The old man in gray robe who retreated to the other side was also very embarrassed, looking at Yang Jiao with disbelief: "This Yang Jiao is extremely mysterious, obviously he has a very high understanding of Tao. How long has he lived and practiced for so long? How could he have such cultivation? Could it be that the teaching of the disciples of the Creation lineage is really so clever? Is this Yang Jiao really so talented?"

The mysterious man in black robe who stood hanging in the air and stabilized his figure. He looked at the old man in gray robe who was seriously injured and retreated and the middle-aged man in blue robe. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, staring at Yang Jiao with an ugly expression and gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Yang Jiao, you hide your weakness!"

"Hide my shit?" Yang Jiao, whose mouth was slightly raised, looked at him indifferently and said, "By your strength, you are not qualified to let me use all my strength!"

Hearing this, the mysterious man in black robe who had a slightly stagnant face couldn't help but look even more ugly.

"Go together! Kill him!" The mysterious man in black robe who gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice, took the lead and killed Yang Jiao with amazing momentum, looking like he was desperate.

In response to this, Yang Jiao, who was frowning slightly, was waiting for the battle, and the purple-gold spear in his hand tightly clenched, and the sharp energy burst out from the tip of the spear, causing the void to tremble slightly and twist.

Seeing this, the old man in gray robe and the middle-aged man in blue robe who looked at each other slightly hesitantly gritted his teeth and rushed towards Yang Jiao again.

The three masters surrounded Yang Jiao, and a shocking battle officially began. The battle began to reach the most intense level. The three mysterious men in black robe obviously took action with all their might. Yang Jiao, who was dealing with the three, also looked a little solemn.

With a loud "boom", the sharp energy erupted everywhere where the four phantoms passed, which directly caused a mountain not far away to collapse in half, and rocks splashed, causing some monks and demons to dodge in a hurry.

Such a battle, even the aftermath of the battle is enough to seriously injure or even kill the powerful Golden Immortal.

Seeing Yang Jiao seemingly tired of dealing with the siege of the three masters, the old man in gray robe who flashed a cold light in his eyes could not help but flashed a black light from behind and headed towards Yang Jiao, but a barb emitting cold light fell on Yang Jiao's body. As Yang Jiao's golden light flashed, he stabbed into Yang Jiao's body with a slight stagnation.

"Huh?" Yang Jiao, whose face suddenly changed, couldn't help but tremble all over, and at the same time, the middle-aged man in his blue robe happened to smash the ice-blue mace in his hand towards Yang Jiao.

Yang Jiao, who had a purple and golden spear in his hand, barely blocked the mace. He was about to use the force to retreat, but was bullied by the mysterious man in black robe who had lit up. He held the black spear and stabbed him in his chest with a fierce and fierce aura.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao, whose eyes were slightly shrunk, suddenly turned to the side, and at the same time, the purple-gold spear in his hand was pulled back to block, and he could barely avoid this move, but he was still stabbed in his arm by the black spear, and the rich black air poured into Yang Jiao's body along the wound.

"Ah!" Yang Jiao, who trembled all over and looked a little red. He struggled to fly backwards, couldn't help but look at the mysterious man in black robe in disbelief.

Seeing this, the mysterious man in black robe, who flashed a hint of sneer and surprise, was chasing Yang Jiao again.

"Brother Scorpion's poison tail hook is indeed powerful!" Seeing this scene, middle-aged man in blue robe who did not take action again, he couldn't help but smile and exclaim at the old man in gray robe with a faint eyes and a complacent look, but his eyes were vaguely showing fear.

The old man in gray robe who snorted with a sneer, looked at Yang Jiao, who was about to die under the mysterious black robe man, and said, "This Yang Jiao thought he was a disciple of Cailuo and had a profound Taoism, but today he was still calculated by me! After being poisoned by my poison tail hook, his strength was probably no less than 10%. However, the magical power of the Creation lineage was indeed extraordinary, and he could withstand one or two."

"It's a pity that this third-generation disciple of the best generation of fortune is about to die here!" The middle-aged man in the blue robe also sighed, as if he had seen Yang Jiao's ending.

At this moment, facing Yang Jiao, who looked cold and ferocious, with a mysterious man in black robe with a cold and murderous intent, looked pale and a little shocked and unwilling to accept the gaze. However, there was absolutely calmness in his eyes.

The black spear was extremely fierce and pierced into Yang Jiao's body. The mysterious man in the black robe also showed a ferocious and ecstatic look on the corner of his mouth.

However, the next moment, the ferocious, excited and ecstatic expression on his face froze slightly. He looked down slightly at the purple-gold spear that was also invisible on his chest, and the mysterious man in black robe couldn't help but shrink his eyes.

"You..." He looked up at Yang Jiao with a slightly stiff look, and his mysterious man in black robe was full of shock and anger. He couldn't help but trembled slightly and growled unwillingly: "What a deep plan! He was so powerful, and he repeatedly showed his weakness to the enemy. This time, I was careless! However, I will definitely not lose to you again next time!"

Yang Jiao, who was squinting his eyes and looking at the mysterious man in black robe, said coldly: "Next time? Let's die!"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp purple electric snake appeared on the purple-gold spear in Yang Jiao's hand, directly wrapping the mysterious black-robed man in it. It made his whole body tremble, and then turned into ashes and dissipated. While his body was dissipated, a crazy look appeared on the surface of the mysterious black-robed man. A low sneer was heard.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao, who had a slightly frown and slightly silent brow, waved his hand and pulled out the black spear inserted into his body. At the same time, purple light flashed and quickly healed at the wound.

"What an evil weapon!" Looking at Yang Jiao who muttered in a low voice from the black spear, he immediately turned his hand away and put it away.

Looking at this scene, the old man in gray robe with his trembling mouth couldn't help but look gray.

Not far away, the middle-aged man in blue robe looked at Yang Jiao in a daze, as if he hadn't reacted.

He looked up slightly at the old man in gray robe and the middle-aged man in blue robe with a cold look on Yang Jiao. However, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Two! Do you don't know where this Wushan is? You dare to come and act wildly. You really don't take my fortune line seriously. I'm very curious. What gave you courage. Is it the guy before?"

"If you want to kill, you must slaughter the suzu. Don't even think about what you know from us!" The old man in gray robe said with a slightly calm expression when he heard this.

Looking at the old man in gray robe who looked at him as if he was homeless and looked at the old man in gray robe who looked at him and asked with a faint smile: "Where are you? Do you want to die together?"

"I..." The middle-aged man in blue robe couldn't help but his face changed and hesitated a little.

At this time, the old man in gray robe looked at him coldly and said, "Don't speak randomly, so as not to regret it in the future!"

However, listening to the old man in gray robe, the middle-aged man in blue robe suddenly changed his face and his eyes tightened.

Almost at the same time, the figure moved like Yang Jiao, who had penetrated the void and came to the old man in gray robe. He stretched out his hand and brushed his head, and the purple light flashed into his body. Accompanied by a shrill scream from the old man in gray robe, a ball of black gas was wrapped in purple light, and a black poison hook with a flashing cold light was brought out from the old man in gray robe.

"No!" The old man in gray robe who had trembling all over his body roared unwillingly, then his weak body softened and fell downwards, slamming on the ground in a mess, and his whole body twitched.

The purple electric snake gathered, wrapped the poisonous hook that was lingering in black air, constantly eroding the black air, but it was extremely difficult to destroy all the black air into nothingness, and finally wrapped the poisonous hook and then refining it.

However, the poison hook was obviously extraordinary. In the purple electric snake that was enough to seriously injure the Daluo Golden Immortal, it was still extremely stubborn and difficult to completely destroy, but the light became a little dimmed.

"This poisonous hook is indeed awesome! Such a poisonous hook is indeed a weapon to harm people, but unfortunately it is useless to me!" Yang Jiao, who shook his head slightly and said softly, turned his hand and took out a jade bottle with purple light illumination, put the poisonous hook into it, and then put it away.

Without looking at the old man in gray robe who was unknown to life and death below, he turned to look up at the middle-aged Yang Jiao in blue robe coldly and said calmly: "I am a person who said something, I don't want to repeat it again! I think you should know what I want to know!"

"Yes...I..." The middle-aged man with a pale face and a slightly trembling body, facing Yang Jiao with a faint expression in front of him, he couldn't help but tremble and said tremblingly: "I know! The guy you killed before is called Wu Mo. His cultivation method is extremely special and extremely rare in the prehistoric world. I have only known him recently and was forced to come to help him deal with Fairy Yao Ji. I also know that there seems to be an extremely powerful person behind him, but I don't know who he is. However, he doesn't seem to be afraid of the lineage of creation at all. I don't know the others."

Listening to the middle-aged man in blue robe, Yang Jiao, whose eyes flashed slightly, couldn't help but frown and said, "Why did he come to deal with my mother, Fairy Yao Ji?"

"I don't know much about this. He seems to be on order!" said the middle-aged man in blue robe.

"Abide by order?" Frowning at the middle-aged Yang Jiao in blue robe, a hint of suspicion appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in the blue robe hurriedly said, "I really don't know! He has never told me about the person behind him. By the way, he seems to be intentional at the Creation line. I think he wants to capture Fairy Yao Ji and make the Creation line look down on the mouse. Maybe... maybe there are other conspiracies. I don't know what the specific one is."

"Catch my mother?" Yang Jiao, who murmured in a low voice with his eyes narrowed, turned to look at the middle-aged man in the blue robe and said, "How did you meet him?"

The middle-aged man in blue robe, who was stunned by Yang Jiao's cold gaze, turned to react and dared not hide anything, and said, "That's it! A few days ago, when I was in peace and cultivation, I was in an opportunity to break through my cultivation. However, when anyone wanted to break through, there was some accident. The heart of Tao was confused, his magic power was lost, and he almost died. It was the black demon who saved me and pulled me back from the edge of life and death."

"Oh? So, he has saved you a life-saving grace?" Yang Jiao, who had a slightly strange color flashed in his eyes, asked with interest.

The middle-aged man with a slightly complicated expression shook his head and sighed: "At the beginning, I was very grateful to him and thought he saved me. But later, as I contacted him more, I found that he had the ability to confuse people's minds and get possessed. He even relied on this to control the minds of other monks and demons to turn them into loyal and obedient dead soldiers. Moreover, he seemed to be intentionally provoking fights and killings in the prehistoric world, as if he was more confused in the prehistoric world, the happier he was. For him, killing seemed to be the most important thing, his favorite."

"Manage the mind? Kill?" Listening to the middle-aged man in blue robe, Yang Jiao, whose face changed slightly, couldn't help but a trace of shock flashed in his narrow eyes.

Looking at Yang Jiao's slightly changing face, the middle-aged man with a nervous expression couldn't help swallowing slightly.

"Okay! You go!" After a while, Yang Jiao, who looked up and looked calm, looked at the middle-aged man in the blue robe, and said calmly.

When the middle-aged man in the blue robe heard this, he couldn't help but look at Yang Jiao unexpectedly: "You... would you let me go?"

"Do you want to stay?" Yang Jiao looked at him coldly and asked.

Facing Yang Jiao's cold gaze, the middle-aged man in his blue robe who had a trembling heart suddenly flashed and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Jiao's cold voice suddenly sounded, making the middle-aged figure in the blue robe's face stagnant with a nervous expression, and a hint of shame and anger appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He glanced at the middle-aged man in the blue robe. Yang Jiao, who looked calm, said in a cold tone: "Take away all the monks and demons who come to Wushan to make trouble. Tell them that in the future, if you dare to come to Wushan to cause trouble, I, Yang Jiao, will also let him die in the form and spirit!"

"Yes!" The middle-aged man in the blue robe who responded, felt relieved.

The next moment, as the middle-aged man in the blue robe flashed into a stream of light and disappeared at the end of the world, the monks and demons who dared not move in a rash way also left quickly like a swarm of rushes.

Watching them leave, Yang Jiao, who had appeared in his eyes, flashed and landed on the ground, looking indifferently at the old man in gray robe who was still twitching on the ground.

"Kill me! Kill me!" The old man in gray robe who looked up slightly at Yang Jiao, couldn't help but tremble with a hoarse voice. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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