The immortals under the steps are all looking at the great power on the chair with hot eyes.
War is declared.
Yang Tianshen issued a gauntlet to Ksitigarbha.
These two people represent the two giants of the Underworld and the Heavenly Court. If these two people fight, it will not be as simple as a competition, but it will represent the honor of the two worlds.
Although the relationship between the three realms has eased now, the hostile relationship that had lasted for thousands of years has not been extinguished in the friendship of the past two years.
The immortals began to cheer for their own great powers, and the people from the immortal realm even shouted to fight quickly.
Obviously, they are watching the fun and not afraid of big things.
Yang Jian half-squinted his eyes and smiled evilly. He leaned back in the chair confidently, listening to the shouts of the immortals under the stage, with a look of contempt on his face, his left hand hooked his fingers towards King Kizang.
"How about it, how about we two make an opening for this prosperous world? Don't say I bullied you, I will let you take a mount to fight. How, even if the beast loses its spiritual power, the strength of its power is absolutely unmatched by ordinary people. , I'm enough."
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Jian spread his hands to mobilize the atmosphere in the arena. Under his mobilization, the melon-eating crowd in the audience immediately shouted.
"God is domineering."
"God Yang is great."
Yang Jian enjoyed this kind of shouting very much, he pursed his lips and chuckled and raised his eyebrows at Ksitigarbha King.
"Waiting for you on the battlefield."
boom.
With a slap on the armrest of the seat with his right hand, Yang Jian jumped up.
This action has evolved countless times in his heart. He puts pressure on the opponent's heart before standing, and when he comes to a perfect fall, he will call out the Erlang knife.
Perfect!
Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.
This is definitely not a joke.
The opening of the script was indeed as he thought, but at the moment when he jumped in depth, he suddenly felt that his body became heavier than ten thousand pounds.
boom.
He jumped up two meters high, but at this moment, he was like a spirit that made people fall down, and fell to the ground with a bang.
The immortals were in an uproar.
Especially the immortals in the underworld laughed even more when they saw this scene.
"What Yang Tianshen, it's not like falling like a dead dog."
"I still want to challenge our Bodhisattva, do you think our Bodhisattva will take care of you?"
There were boos off the field, but all the great powers sitting on the chairs looked suspiciously at Yang Jian, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move.
In order to take into account his face, the powerful people didn't speak, they just wanted to wait for him to get up and say something, and they gave him a step up with a haha.
However, he never got up.
"Yang Jian, don't you think it's not enough for you to be ashamed? Get up quickly, what kind of decency are you doing!" Emperor Ziwei couldn't help but transmit his voice, but he received a very painful reply from Yang Jian, "You think I don't want to. , I can't move at all right now."
The emperor frowned.
After that, he got up and walked in front of Yang Jian, holding his arm and trying to pull him up.
Not moving.
He frowned and tugged again, still motionless.
"Emperor Ziwei, Yang Tianshen is..." The other immortals in the chair noticed the strangeness and asked.
Emperor Ziwei got up, and Yang Jian, who frowned at the ground, said immediately.
"If his body weighs 10,000 pounds, he can't move."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Jian, who was lying on the ground, spat out a mouthful of hard work.
"That's not possible. Now we are all mortals, and the load on our organs is huge."
Emperor Yan said with a solemn expression, at this moment Yang Jian's mouth began to bleed continuously, and his nose and ears also began to seep and bleed gradually.
The immortals realized that the situation was not good, and the boos stopped there.
The great powers on the steps also frowned, and then their eyes fell on Ye Zichen, who was sitting in a high position.
Under the circumstance of sealing all the spiritual power, they could only think of him as the one who would attack Yang Jian.
"Also ask your Excellency to be noble."
Emperor Ziwei first bowed to Ye Zichen to intercede for Yang Jian. As the head of the heaven, Yang Jian was the god of war in his heaven. He didn't want to see anything wrong with Yang Jian.
"Yang Jian is a bit arrogant, but he is not bad. If there is something that offends you, please spare him once."
"Please, Your Excellency."
The other immortals also spoke out, and even the Buddha Domain, who was provoked by Yang Jian, interceded for him.
At the same time, Ye Zichen's knowledge was in the sea.
"Did you do something to Yang Jian? He's my brother who died. If he has three strengths and two weaknesses, believe it or not..."
The spiritual body Ye Chen was tied to a spiritual pillar. He glared at the black-robed man in front of the spiritual pillar, and his words were full of threats.
"Believe it or not?"
The black-robed man's tone was playful, and immediately a chair appeared behind him with a finger.
The texture and structure of this chair are exactly the same as Ye Ye Chen sat outside. After sitting on the chair, he raised his legs and seemed to be able to see it through the gap of the hat. He was laughing at this moment.
The other party's fearless, Ye Zichen was a little angry.
Indeed, what can he do now, the consciousness of the main body is deprived by the other party, and the spiritual body is also bound by the other party.
But Yang Jian was his dead brother, how could he just stand by...
Taking a deep breath, Ye Zichen smiled indifferently.
"If you can appear in my sea of consciousness, it should also be a spiritual body. I don't know, if I explode my sea of consciousness, your spiritual body will not disappear with my sea of consciousness."
"you dare?"
"What do you say?"
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Zichen's spiritual body began to expand violently. Seeing this scene, the eyebrows under the black-robed man's hat were raised, and with a wave of his right hand, Ye Chen, who was about to explode himself, suppressed it.
"I'm afraid of you."
The man in black robe shook his head helplessly, then snapped his fingers, and the rope that bound Ye Zichen disappeared.
"I'm actually just joking with you, why are you so serious?"
"Joke?" Ye Zichen hummed, "I don't think this joke is particularly funny, now you'd better let Yang Jian go, or... I won't give you a second chance."
In the words, Ye Zichen is mobilizing the spiritual power of the spiritual body, as long as he wants to...
His sea of consciousness will disappear in an instant, and he and the black-robed man standing in his sea of consciousness will also disappear with his sea of consciousness.
This is just a means of threat, but this time the threat is to make the man in black robe smile with disdain and disappointment.
"You are the son of destiny who made Ziwei Xing appear, how can you say that you will blow yourself up, do you think your life is cheap? Zi Wei Xing appears, do you know how many people are involved in your lifeline? If you want to blow yourself up, blow yourself up, Have you thought about your life star, have you thought about the auxiliary star who will assist you?"
With a long sigh, the man in black robe sighed in disappointment.
"Ye Ye Chen, you really disappointed me too much."