The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

He couldn't imagine what kind of situation the war would be like. However, it must be a world-shaking war.    

"Kid, do you know why they're looking for Jianmu and Breath Soil?"    

Yang Qiu had heard about it from the middle-aged man, so he said.    

"Isn't it to break through the realm wall of this world?"    

Yang Jian nodded, and his face became very ugly.    

"It is to break through, but not from the outside. "    

Yang Qiu was stunned.    

"What do you mean?"    

Yang Jian sighed.    

"Back then, when the nine Human Clan Saint joined hands to seal the broken realm wall, those two bald donkeys from the Western Cult were trapped in this world. "    

"Initially, the purpose of the Nine Saints doing this was to join hands with the Dao Gate and eliminate all the elites of the enemy. However, they didn't expect that the Dao Gate would escape at the last moment. This led to the fall of the Nine Saints, and it also caused all the elites of the Western Cult to be sealed in this world. This is the origin of the current situation. "    

Yang Qiu furrowed his brows and thought for a moment. His heart was cold to the extreme.    

"Are you saying that the enemy wants to obtain the Jianmu and the Soil of Breath, and break through the realm wall that was repaired by the Nine Saints in the past?"    

Yang Jian nodded his head and snorted.    

"That's right. In that case, they will be able to return, and that world is much stronger than our universe. At that time, will there still be a way out for us? Hence, those three old undyings of Dao Gate, hehehe, now they know fear, know regret? That year, when you conspired with a tiger, you ended up like this. "    

Yang Qiu finally experienced the fierceness of this old ancestor of his.    

He actually dared to scold the old saint. As expected of the number one War God of the Three Realms.    

"Then whose hands are the Jianmu and the Soil of Breath in now?"    

Yang Jian said indifferently.    

"The Jianmu is in the hands of the two old bald donkeys from the west. The Soil of Breath is in the hands of two of the three old donkeys. Speaking of which, that senior granduncle of mine. . . He can still be considered a man. Back then, he knew that life was like this. He had always opposed it, but unfortunately. . . His two senior brothers, hehe. . . Forget it, kid. . . These secrets are useless to you. When you reach a certain level. . . Now, you have already become the Innate Chaotic Body. In other words, you have inherited the will of the Human Clan Saint, the goal of all of us. It all revolves around you. As long as you grow, Our government-in-exile can replace the Heavenly Dao of this universe. At that time, those three old things. . . We will also let them have a taste of what it means to have their families destroyed. "    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but roll his eyes.    

"A government-in-exile, old ancestor. You expect me and you? "    

Yang Jian smiled mysteriously.    

"Of course not, kid. Do you really think that this is all I have prepared? Hehe. You stay obediently on Earth first, and carefully protect your little life. When you have the strength of a First Grade Of Great Luo Golden Immortal, it will be the time for us to counterattack! Don't worry. Your ancestor still has a lot of trump cards, that monkey. There are also a few Imperial Emperors and Immortal Emperors. They are all good old friends of mine. When your ancestor was the grandson of someone, Humph! Humph! When it comes to fighting, I've never been afraid of anyone! "    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but let out a long sigh.    

Isn't that so?    

The number one War God of the Three Realms. This title really wasn't for fun. He was the strongest third-generation disciple of the three sects of Daoism. It was this old ancestor of his.    

Even among the second-generation disciples of the three sages, at least two-thirds of them were no match for him.    

Yang Qiu seemed to have understood something.    

The reason why this old ancestor was so powerful was probably because he was from the Human Clan.    

He was the first person with a saint-like physique.    

On average, the strength of the Martial Immortal was several times higher than an Immortal of the same level.    

The Martial Immortal was truly abnormal!    

Yang Qiu originally wanted to activate the Eye Of Chaos, but the Yang Jian in front of him was just a phantom image. He couldn't see through it at all.    

"Old Ancestor, what's going on with Lee Shaojun and Lucifer?"    

Yang Jian smiled faintly.    

"This is just two moves of chess left by me, old ancestor. There aren't many people left in Western God Clan. Back then, I was almost killed by someone. The Western God Clan and the Human Clan are related by blood. Lucifer could be considered to have been saved by his father. Oh, right. By the way, two-thirds of this world had been taken over by the Western Cult, and the Dao Gate had been struggling to hold on. No one knew when it would be over, so. . . Kid, you are our life-saving straw. If you fuse with the last True Spirit of the Human Clan's Nine Saints. . . Hehe, when the time comes. . . Whatever you want to do, I'll be your errand boy! "    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but secretly sigh.    

"Old ancestor, you are talking without waist pain. That's right. Why do you know that I have obtained the inheritance of the Human Clan Saint?"    

Yang Jian snorted and said.    

"Don't forget that I am also a disciple of the Human Clan. The means of those Dao Gates were just a disguise. Eight-Nine Profound Art is known as the number one physique tempering cultivation technique in the three dimensions, and the Three Styles Of Chaos is the one that breaks free. Come to think of it, I'm still considered a fellow disciple of yours! It's just that you're a closed door disciple. As expected, you've obtained all of the inheritance of the Sage. "    

Speaking up to this point, Yang Jian sighed again and said:    

"Brat, I can't talk nonsense with you anymore. This was what happened. This was the situation. As for you, you've suffered a lot of calamities. I can't help you much. You have to walk your own path. If you die, I'll just feel sorry for you. According to my abilities, I'll fly into the sky and escape into the earth. No one will be able to catch me, even if I fail in the end. This old man can just bring a bunch of brothers and live in seclusion. Be careful, I have a lot of tails behind me. I don't have time for a clone to bother with you!"    

Yang Qiu was almost angered to death. He muttered something and suddenly asked:    

"Then do you know where the Heaven Seeking Swords and Hollow Jade Palace in my hands went?"    

Yang Jian chuckled and said with disdain.    

"What's the use of that stupid thing? It fell into the hands of a scum from the Yang family. Tsk tsk. If I'm not wrong. . . This scum will come looking for trouble with you in a while. "    

Yang Qiu was scared out of his wits. At this time, he did not care about anything else and directly acted shamelessly.    

"Old ancestor, you can't just leave me alone. I'm all alone now, you have to help me on account of me being your descendant. "    

Yang Jian glanced at Yang Qiu and said in a flat tone.    

"What can I help you with?"    

Yang Qiu could not help but be stunned. He said hesitantly,    

"I don't have anything with me right now. You have to give me some means to protect myself, right? For example, a place to hide to save my life? Some powerful means to protect myself? "    

Yang Jian muttered and then laughed dryly. He rubbed his hands hard and looked at Yang Qiu with a smile.    

"Kid, to be honest, I'm so poor that I don't even have my pants on. What can I do to help you? Alright, I'll help you get in touch with Chaotic Space!"    

After saying that, Yang Jian waved his hand at Yang Qiu. A boundless energy entered Yang Qiu's body. Yang Qiu's vision suddenly darkened, and he fainted.