Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

Knowing that it was no match for Yang Jian, the Star Color exploded instantly, turning into colorful mist and fleeing in all directions!

Yang Jian looked at Xing Zhicai who was fleeing with a calm expression.

"Where is Brother Meishan?!"

Four figures leaped from four directions of Chang'an City. The four of them joined forces and used their divine power to form a barrier to trap the colorful fog and protect Chang'an City.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand turned into a folding fan. With a casual wave of his hand, a strong wind suddenly arose from the ground, blowing away the colorful mist in the sky!

The colorful mist dissipated, but there was no trace of the starry colors!

"Second Master, let that monster run away!"

"Run? Where can it run to? Does it not take my Roaring Sky Dog seriously?!"

The little black dog sniffed a few times, and the stench coming from the monster almost made it vomit on the spot!

"Wang!"

Roaring Sky Dog transformed into a black lightning and bit down fiercely at the void, forcing Xing Zhicai to reveal his true form!

boom!

A terrifying silver divine light shot out from Yang Jian's heavenly eye, instantly piercing through Xing Zhicai's body!

The starlight fell from the sky like a ball of colorful mist, and was grasped by Yang Jian, turning into a colorful star the size of a palm, emitting a faint starlight.

When Lin Qiye saw Xing Zhicai being killed by Yang Jian, he left a word and flew to the west on his somersault cloud!

"A Jin, Chang'an City is handed over to you!"

Yang Jian frowned. Who is A Jin?

Roaring Sky Dog came to Yang Jian's feet, wagging its tail and asked with a smile, "Master, your nickname is A Jin?"

Yang Jian gave it a light kick and said, "Go away! I don't have a nickname!"

Roaring Sky Dog looked in the direction Lin Qiye flew away and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "But why do I always feel that he is strangely familiar to us?"

Yang Jian touched his chin and nodded approvingly.

"Hey, Master, you think so too, right?"

"This kid's cloud-riding technique is quite interesting. Its speed is rare in the Three Realms."

"Hey, speaking of this, I remember something. A few days ago, I ran into the Third Prince. They were on a mission to the Flower-Fruit Mountain in the Dongsheng Continent to capture a demon monkey. The monkey was very fast on a cloud."

"It is said that this demon monkey is not only fast in flight, but also has extraordinary martial arts skills. Even the Third Prince was defeated by him."

When Yang Jian heard this, he immediately became interested.

"He was able to make Nezha lose face. He must be quite capable. What's the name of that demon monkey?"

Roaring Sky Dog recalled for a moment, tilted his head and said, "I think his name is...Sun Wukong?"

"Sun Wukong?"

Yang Jian silently memorized the name and decided to fight him when he got the chance!

……

Hexi Corridor.

In the perpetual snow on the Qilian Mountains, a delicate blue figure ran while looking back, as if avoiding something terrifying.

hum!hum!hum!

In the void, ripples of time spread out, and Migos flew out one after another, besieging Galan!

At this time, Galan escaped from Kunlun with the Immortal Pill in his arms, and encountered several waves of Migos on the way.

Exhausted and covered in wounds, Galan accidentally missed a step and fell from the mountain!

Galan closed his eyes tightly, holding the Immortal Pill Pot tightly in his arms, and fell in the strong wind mixed with ice and snow!

Suddenly, a figure flashed by and saved Galan who had fallen off the cliff.

"Are you okay, miss?"

Jialan opened his eyes and looked at the handsome young scholar in tattered Confucian robes in front of him. He quickly hugged the Immortal Pill Pot in his arms.

"Go away! Go away!!"

"They'll be chasing us soon!"

Jia Lan urged anxiously, fearing that he would implicate the young man.

The young man stretched out his hand towards Galan, and a wave of mental power spread out, and Galan's nervous mood immediately calmed down a lot.

"Don't be nervous, I have special skills and I won't let them hurt the girl."

"By the way, my name is Hu Jia. What's your name, young lady?" the young scholar asked with a smile.

"My name is…"

hum!hum!hum!

Four Migos flew down from the top of the mountain and headed straight for Galan!

"Oops!"

In order not to implicate Hu Jia, Jia Lan quickly ran away with the Immortal Pill Pot in his arms!

This was the first time that Hu Jia saw this kind of monster with pink fleshy wings. Relying on his forbidden ruins in his hand, he launched an attack instantly!

A mental attack spread out from Hu Jia as the center and silently attacked Migo's spiritual world!

Hu Jia, who was originally full of confidence, felt a sharp pain in his brain after entering Migo's spiritual world!

"what!!!"

Hu Jia hugged his head and howled in pain.

Waves of crazy voices buzzed in his head, about to burst his spiritual world!

Swish!

Lin Qiye swung out the sword in his hand, killing four Migos in an instant!

He jumped from the somersault cloud and landed in front of Galan.

"Jialan, are you okay?"

Lin Qiye was eager to protect his wife, and looked at the beautiful face with concern, which was exactly the same as it was two thousand years later.

He completely ignored Hu Jia who was holding his head and screaming like a pig being butchered...

Jia Lan looked at Lin Qiye in confusion and asked, "You...you know me?"

Lin Qiye thought for a moment and said seriously, "Well, I am... Yang Jian's cousin."

"Ah? Erlang Zhenjun's cousin?" Jialan was even more confused.

When I was in Yaochi, I heard Sister Jiangzhu and others talk about this most handsome man in heaven.

She knew Erlang Shen had a younger sister, and as for Erlang Shen's cousin...

I heard through the grapevine that Erlang Shen killed all the cousins ​​with one sword.

Could it be that the person in front of me is Erlang Shen’s remaining cousin?

Jia Lan secretly glanced at Lin Qiye.

He is indeed very handsome, maybe he is really Erlang Shen's cousin.

But she has an important responsibility and cannot be tempted by beauty.

What if this guy is one of those monsters that invaded Yaochi and came to steal the Immortality Pill?

Jia Lan held the Immortal Pill Pot tightly in his arms with a vigilant look on his face. "How...how do you prove that you are Erlang Shen's cousin?"

Lin Qiye smiled and shook his head, directly establishing a cause and effect with an unprovoked cause.

At the Yaochi Peach Banquet, Jia Lan accidentally knocked over his wine glass, which was picked up by Erlang Shen's cousin, Lin Qiye. The two fell in love at first sight...

"Miss Jialan, we met at the Peach Banquet, have you forgotten?" Lin Qiye asked with a smile.

Jia Lan looked at the face in front of him, which was more handsome than Yang Jian, and his memories were instantly brought back to him.

"Oh, I remember you, your name is... Lin Qiye!"

Lin Qiye smiled slightly.

Galan, across more than two thousand years, we met for the first time and we are meeting again!

The moment Lin Qiye obtained the Forbidden Ruins of Cause and Effect, an extremely thick thread of cause and effect extended all the way to the west.

Looking at the causal thread that was thicker than the causal thread between him and Yang Jian, Lin Qiye knew without a second thought that it must be Galan!

He clearly remembered that Galan had appeared in the Han Dynasty during this period.

At this time, another black thread kept shaking. Lin Qiye looked along the thread of cause and effect and found that it was on Hu Jia!