Chapter 357 Out of Customs

Yang Jian finally left the wandering soul pass. As for the identity of the old man, Yang Jian has never understood. Yang Jian could feel that there were too many secrets in the mysterious old man. If he said it, he would be afraid it would cause a big shock.

The 100,000 black mountains in the miracle mountain are boundless, and the autumn wind is rustling, and the chill is blowing. Yang Jian is dressed in white and looks fresh and elegant, very free and easy. He walked slowly and flew over the black peaks.

There are too many treasures in the black mountains, including some of various cultivation skills left by masters in ancient times, ancient times, and even ancient times. Although some skills are incomplete, if you can get them, it is not difficult to practice them. It is said that the founder of Magic Sword Mountain was originally an unknown little scattered cultivation. By chance, he got a magic sword and a sword spectrum on a peak of Miracle Mountain. Although the sword spectrum was incomplete and lacked the last three types, he created a vein of Magic Sword Mountain with the sword spectrum and made it a super power in the world. One of them!

It is precisely because of the precedent of the founder of Magic Sword Mountain that there are so many masters in the world who are desperate to drill into the mountain of miracles.

"It has been more than a hundred days in the Golden Temple, but less than three days have passed in this miracle mountain. Fortunately, otherwise I would have been trapped in this mountain." Yang Jian secretly said that he was lucky.

The Miracle Mountain has only been open for half a month. If you can't leave here before the big array outside the mountain opens, you can only leave here after waiting for another thousand years until the next opening of the Miracle Mountain. A thousand years is too long for Yang Jian to wait.

There are still many masters who come to treasure hunting and explore in the Miracle Mountain, but after a fight, almost all the masters who can stay are strong. These people gathered together, but they were still cautious in the black mountains for fear of touching all kinds of traps and prohibitions in the mountains.

Boom!

In the distance, the black beam of light rushed straight to the sky. The sky completely collapsed, and everything was nothing. Several masters wanted to escape from the black beam of light, but they turned into flying ash in an instant. The screams resounded through the nine times, and Yang Jian could hear it clearly a hundred miles away.

This is the fourth act tragedy that Yang Jian saw. There are too many prohibitions and traps in the miracle mountain. If you take a wrong step, your life will be in danger.

Suddenly, a light came from Yang Jian's feet.

"What is that?" Looking at the flashing light in the peaks under his feet, Yang Jian's heart moved, "What kind of treasure is it?" Thinking of this, he flew to the top of the mountain.

This peak is not very high, which can't be compared with other black giant peaks towering into the clouds. The cold wind roared above the mountain, and the black rocks looked particularly strange. Yang Jian stepped on the gravel under his feet and walked under a cliff of the mountain peak.

"Black fruit!" Looking at a fruit that was only the size of a baby's fist, but emitting colorful divine light, Yang Jian was overjoyed.

"It can prolong life and consolidate the black fruit of the realm!" At this moment, another group of people fell from the sky, and one of them fell to the ground and made a sound of surprise.

"Kid, where did you come from? We found this black fruit first. Know-informed, get out of here!" There are more than 30 people in this group. One of the masters who controls the situation has an arrogant face. Seeing that Yang Jian's strength is mediocre and his breath fluctuates very much, he can't help shouting coldly.

Behind this master of control, there are also three masters of control, and among the remaining 30 people, there are many masters in the late period of the spiritual sea and secret world. This group of people gather together. Unless the supreme strong man comes in person, who dares to provoke other masters?

"Kid, I'm talking to you. Are you deaf or mute!" Seeing that Yang Jian didn't even look at them, a master of Linghaijing frowned and shouted loudly.

For this group of little people, Yang Jian can't see it at all. He could easily clean them up before he broke through, let alone now?

"Jumping clown!" Yang Jian looked at them coldly, then waved his right hand, and the black fruit automatically flew into his hand. He turned his hand and took out a jade box, and Yang Jian gently put the black spirit fruit into the jade box.

"Ky! Do you dare to rob our black fruit? Looking for death!" Seeing that Yang Jian had taken the black fruit, the group of people immediately quit. More than a dozen masters in the late period of Linghaijing and Secret Land shouted loudly and flew up, and more than a dozen qi bombarded Yang Jian.

The strong gas with the roaring wind came to Yang Jian in the blink of an eye. There was no fluctuation on Yang Jian's face, and he did not move in the face of more than a dozen breaths.

Just when these people thought that Yang Jian was scared and didn't know how to dodge, more than a dozen gas suddenly hovered in the air less than half a foot away from Yang Jian!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A broken sound sounded, and more than a dozen gass collapsed on the spot!

"What?" More than 30 masters present were shocked, and several of them even shouted loudly.

"Get out of here!" Yang Jian was too lazy to kill these people. He waved his sleeves, and a wind rolled up. More than 30 masters didn't even have time to dodge, so the wind rolled out, and the blink of an eye disappeared.

After cleaning up these people easily, Yang Jian rose to the sky, turned his body into a streamer, and rushed to the west of the Miracle Mountain.

"Monkey, why are you here?" Yang Jian met the separated Monkey King in the West. Sun Wukong's whole body flashed with golden light, and the iron rod in his hand buzzed. It seemed that he had just experienced a big war, and the black mountains around him collapsed a lot.

"Three eyes, where have you gone? My grandson looked for you for a long time but couldn't find it. When Sun Wukong saw Yang Jian, he asked.

"I was deceived into the maze by the boy, and something happened in the middle, and I just rushed out. What's the matter with you?" Yang Jian didn't want to mention anything more about everything in the wandering soul pass, so he took it in one sentence.

"Hey, don't mention it. The wise man is more shrewd than my grandson. He tricked me into an ancient array and was almost trapped in the array. Fortunately, my grandson still has some tricks, otherwise the boat will really captise in the gutter!" Sun Wukong scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks.

"It seems that the ancient array is not small." Sun Wukong's cultivation at the peak of the imperial realm was almost buried in the ancient array. The power of the ancient array can be imagined.

"I just broke the ancient array and found this thing from it." Sun Wukong said, turning his right hand, and a simple black ring appeared in the palm of his hand. A horrible skull is carved on the black ring, which looks evil and extraordinary.

"This is..." Yang Jian showed doubt.

"You don't know that my grandson had a fight with the owner of this ring!" Sun Wukong's words are amazing.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Jian felt that there seemed to be a lot of secret hidden in it.

"In those years, my grandson and your asthma dog wandered around this world, exploring various historical sites while practicing. Later, I met the owner of the ring in a mountain, who was practicing an extremely evil skill. My grandson saw that this skill was too vicious, so he shot it. However, the ring was taken away by a mysterious man at that time, and my grandson was injured by the mysterious man. If it hadn't been for your help, my grandson would have been buried in the hands of the mysterious man. Sun Wukong made a secret.

"Hasn't this ring existed for more than 100,000 years?" Yang Jian was surprised.

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet this ring again in this miracle mountain. This ring is regarded as the eye of the ancient array. It seems that this ancient array should be set by the mysterious master in those years!"

"What happened back then?" Yang Jian couldn't help asking what happened again.

"It's a long story. It starts when my grandson came to this world." Sun Wukong's eyes were full of golden light, as if he was recalling the beginning.

"In those years, my grandson was hit by the divine light and came to this strange world. I thought I could be rampant in this world, but I didn't expect that there were so many masters in this world. My grandson actually lost one after another! Later, I couldn't go to the gate. I practiced hard for a hundred years. When I went out again, I met the asthma dog. Sun Wukong said slowly.

"Was the asthma dog alone at that time, or was it accompanied by someone else?" Yang Jian remembered the armor on the roaring dog and the divine tomb in the secret land of the mythical beast mountain.

"There was only one roaring dog at that time, and there was no one to accompany him. What did you mean?" Sun Wukong was puzzled.