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Chapter 310 Monster Race Heavenly Immortal Zhao Catching

The Western Qin world has caused trouble again due to the victory in the wind and defeating the sky. This time, it is no longer a battle between the human race and the ghost race, the old enemy, but a battle between the emerging heavenly power and the old protagonist of the world.

In order to win the upcoming decisive battle, Emperor Tianyi pointed his eyes at his power, and Yang Jian, who played a decisive role, underwent an unknown change.

After Yang Jian left the battlefield, he immediately came to the villa of a powerful demon clan given to him by Zhao Tianyu.

He only came here once after refining the jade token. In order to officially take over this villa, he ruled out the secret door that Zhao Tianyu might have left behind.

He could not fully understand this villa, but he had carefully examined each one, but now he felt unfamiliar.

He vaguely understood that the changes that happened to him should be related to this courtyard.

"Is it Zhao Tianyu? No, Zhao Tianyu doesn't have the ability or scheming to plot against me. Could it be the demon clan?"

The other courtyard comes from the demon clan, and there are still many demon clan relics, buildings, and even formations in the heaven. If this matter has nothing to do with the demon clan, Yang Jian himself would not believe it.

Yang Jian stood outside the other courtyard and thought for a long time. He suddenly smiled and looked at the building hidden in the formation and said, "It's a blessing, it's a disaster, it's a disaster. I'm going to see, the demon clan dares to seek death at this time."

That's right, in his heart, the demon clan has long been a salted fish. Occasionally, he flapped and showed his presence, no one cared about it. Once he really wanted to rise, he would be attacked by the thunderous attack from all parties as soon as possible.

Although the Western Qin Dynasty was large, it could not tolerate the rise of any force.

The emergence of the heavenly realm can be said to be that Shen Huixian captured everyone's lifeline just right, and it was also a sword like a flying immortal from the sky. It was beyond everyone's imagination that today's heaven was found.

As for other forces?

All parties who are prepared will never allow such a situation to happen again.

Yang Jian deserves his reputation as bold, and walks in as he steps, leaving open and unyielding, but it is not really a brainless wave.

After entering the villa, the invisible formation fluctuated for a while and returned to calm, and Shen Huixian's sunlight was isolated.

At this time, Shen Huixian's attention was not all about Yang Jian. In front of him, the simple Tai Chi diagram evolved countless information.

These are the results of his known situation in Xi Qin and his own guesses. It is difficult to distinguish between the infinite information and the falsehood. There are too many variables, and the results may be very few, but there are countless processes.

When facing unknown variables, he chose this seemingly clumsy method, and only those like him who have passed the Tao and have been washed away by the infinite information of the Tao can withstand it.

At the same time, after Yang Jian stepped into the villa, his purpose was to enter the unchanging white world. The small villa seemed to be infinite and infinitely small.

The white world does not contain any dust or any strange colors.

"Okay, okay, okay, is it true that the demon clan is making trouble? Since you have led me here, why don't you come out to meet me?"

Yang Jian stood there without fear, looking around, suppressing his boiling and excited mood.

The mysterious man always saw his body, felt and even influenced his consciousness. When facing Yang Jian's questioning, the exposed mysterious man could no longer hide it. The white world began to change, and black dots filled it.

The black dots gathered to form, and a burly figure appeared opposite Yang Jian.

"Who are you?"

For some reason, when the figure appeared, Yang Jian actually had an indescribable connection with the other party. This connection was vague, but it was extremely clear.

"I am you, to be more precise, I am your shadow, and the existence condensed by your obsession."

The sound of the shadow was exactly the same as that of Yang Jian. Moreover, as he spoke, the shadow began to become clearer, with more colors, and his appearance became more and more like Yang Jian.

There was a voice telling Yang Jian that made him believe what the other party said, and this murmuring from the bottom of his heart was hard to resist.

However, Yang Jian just hesitated for a moment, shook his head and rejected it, and said as usual: "You are not me, you are just a monster, let the guy who can make the decision come out, or let me tear the true face of you, and see if you will die."

When Yang Jianda rejected the opponent's permission from the bottom of his heart, the clear shadow gradually returned to the black state, and the shadow began to distort and deform.

After a long time, the shadow turned into a human form again. This time, the shadow became another appearance, a face completely different from Yang Jian.

"I am the great saint of the demon clan. Zhang Yue Natian, you can also call me the name of my human clan, Zhao Qintian."

"Is it really a demon clan?"

Yang Jian was not surprised. Everything was pointed out. It was easier to guess if you changed your mind.

However, guessing it is one thing, and whether you can withstand the means of living in the celestial immortals is another thing.

Zhao Qintian looked at the other party with appreciation and said, "What you see now is my distraction. My true body is sleeping and has not yet awakened its consciousness. In fact, you accidentally broke into this place and touched the formation I set up, which led to the curse. The curse has a ray of will that split from the true body."

"I have to admit that you are the one whom God favors. If it were not for the protection of the heavenly way, the curse would lose its peace and make you notice your own strangeness. When the curse truly penetrates into your true spirit, it will be your death."

"When you realize something is wrong, the curse will make the final attack on you. Just now, if you did not deny that guy from the bottom of your heart, he will really become your shadow, your obsession, until you are worse than death, and the true spirit of nirvana."

Zhao Qintian's distraction explained the origin of everything. Yang Jian was inexplicably afraid of his beliefs and doubts.

When Zhao Qintian appeared, Yang Jian realized that the touch of contact that was pressing into his heart was gone.

If Zhao Qintian said, the curse failed.

Therefore, Zhao Qintian inherited everything about the curse and used the power of the soul absorbed by the curse to condense and form it.

After hearing this, Yang Jian immediately pointed out the other party's mistakes and said, "Zhao Qintian, right? Don't fool me with curses. Do you think the curse can do when you influenced the words I said before? I think even if there is a curse, your will will have long been awakened. It is not a shadow that wants to take over me, but you."

Forced whitewashing? Yang Jian said it does not exist.

Zhao Qintian did not think it was offended and continued, "It doesn't matter whether the result is a consequence or not. This time I'll bring you here to make a deal with you."
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