Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 306

Yang Jian walked out of the hall first, followed by Zi Xuan and Gui Mei, and then the others.

On the square outside the main hall, there were no guards or patrolling soldiers, and Bibi Dong had naturally arranged these things long ago.

And on the wide square, there was already a man with a majestic figure, dragon horns on his head, and a pair of golden vertical eyes.

Behind him, there are still a few giant beasts crawling on the wide square, which seems to be his best background board.

The two pterosaur-like behemoths are exactly the same, but their bodies are extraordinarily huge. Their vast backs are nearly 400 meters long. Although their wings are retracted, it is not difficult to estimate that they have a wingspan of at least [-] meters.

There are also several different flying spirit beasts. Although their bodies are much smaller than the two pterosaurs, most of them are more than ten meters long.

But if it's just for transporting people, a few times more those two pterosaurs are enough, and the other flying soul beasts should be to protect the two pterosaurs to avoid accidents.

"I'm bothering you again this time." Yang Jian felt that he really owed Ditian a lot.

Ditian smiled heartily, "It's just a few trivial things, why did I suddenly think of giving it away?"

Yang Jian said hesitantly, "The form of Wuhun City is not very good."

"Okay, I shouldn't have asked, I'd be very embarrassed if I found out." Di Tian spread his hands helplessly.

Yang Jian shook his head, "You don't need to intervene in this matter, and you don't have to make things difficult, but, in case, maybe, I will not pay what I owe you."

Di Tian raised his eyebrows, and slapped Yang Jian on the shoulder, "Boy, what are you talking about, I don't think you will die so easily, don't talk nonsense."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile and said, "Then I will lend you a good word, well, let's send them away first, otherwise things will change later."

Di Tian nodded, "Let them go directly behind those two giant pterosaurs. I have already told them that they will not move around. You should organize these humans."

The ghost took over the task of organizing everyone to climb on the back of the pterosaur. Yang Jian and Di Tian stood aside and watched everyone climb on the back of the giant pterosaur one by one.

"Is this the soul beast you mentioned?" Di Tian suddenly looked at Zi Xuan who was hiding behind Yang Jian with great interest.

From the first moment Zixuan saw Ditian, his whole body shrank behind Yang Jian, and he didn't even dare to lift the huge python's head.

This is a kind of coercion from the origin of the blood, and it is more than that, coupled with the difference in strength, even if Ditian does nothing, the pressure on Zixuan is still huge.

"It's him, his name is Zixuan, and he was entrusted by others to protect it, but I can't protect myself now, so I can only give it to you. After all, he is also a soul beast." Yang Jian rolled his eyes and looked cowering. Zixuan.

Di Tian smiled and said, "Of course it's no problem, this guy's bloodline is also a bit unusual, it seems that I will have another general under my command soon, how could I refuse."

Yang Jian saw that everyone had almost climbed on the back of the giant pterosaur, hesitated for a moment, and said to Di Tian;
"Those people are my parents, younger brother, and friends. I hope you can take care of them a little bit."

Yang Jian pointed out, but Di Tian already knew who those people were from following Yang Jian's gaze, but he still asked;
"Eight people? What about the others?"

Yang Jian nodded, "Yes, there's no need to be too special, just give them a territory in the Star Dou Forest."

Di Tian nodded, and a pair of broad dragon wings appeared behind him, "Then let's go."

"Thank you." Thousands of words were finally reduced to these two words.

Di Tianlang smiled and said, "It's no use talking about it, if you survive, thank me with actions."

Di Tian waved his dragon wings and rose into the air, and the two giant pterosaurs and those flying soul beasts also lifted into the air at the same time.

"I will." Yang Jian murmured, and waved to the crowd on the back of the giant pterosaur.

The wide square instantly became empty, only the looming figure of the ghost followed Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was silent for a long time, standing in a daze on the square, while the ghost quietly accompanied Yang Jian.

"Okay, let's go." After a long time, Yang Jian finally looked away.

Ghost sighed softly, "Boy, maybe you really should go with them."

"I will never regret my own choice." Yang Jian smiled and walked out of the square.

Yang Po and the others have all left, and Yang Jian naturally will not go home again, but chose the small courtyard in the nearby Wuhun Temple.

Practice!Before the soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire approached the city, Yang Jian wanted to become as strong as possible, even if there was only a trace.

Putting all his heart and soul into the cultivation, the speed of the soul pill's rotation reached a limit, the soul ring outside the soul pill and the soul pill rotated in the opposite direction, and a thick layer of air and water formed between the two gaps. s things.

The sun sets in the west, the moon rises in the east, the moon shifts, disappears into the sky, the morning glow gradually rises, and the sun rises in the east...

Time passed little by little, and Yang Jian devoted himself to the practice, and he didn't know how long it had passed.

Jiazi in the mountains has been in the world for thousands of years.

Practitioners have an extremely weak sense of time.

Although Yang Jian didn't exaggerate so much, if he was determined, decades of time would be only a snap of his fingers for Yang Jian.

But now there is not much time for Yang Jian to practice wantonly. After breaking through level 79, Yang Jian stopped.

Level [-] is a hurdle, and it will take time for Yang Jian to overcome it, and what is most lacking now is time.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, and outside the window was already the sunset glow, the interweaving of gold and red, dyed the earth with a layer of golden brilliance.

"The sun is going to set again." Yang Jian murmured, pushed open the door, and stepped out of the house.

Brilliant as the sun, it will sink into the earth, and eternal as the world, it will also fall into destruction.

But the sun will rise again, and a world will be destroyed and a new world will be born.

The new sun cannot shine on the old people, and the new world is so far away that it is hard to imagine.

Wuhun Palace is just a force, and Wuhun City is just a city.

It can neither be as brilliant as the sun nor as eternal as the world.

Maybe it's time to end it.

All things arise and perish, nothing lasts forever.

Yang Jian knew that he couldn't save it, and he couldn't change the ending, but Yang Jian still chose to accompany it to the end.

Very stupid decision.

Yang Jian knew.

But Yang Jian also knew that it was not immortals but monsters who were completely immune to emotions, monsters that were almost impossible to appear.

Yang Jian walked on the marble-paved avenue in the Wuhun Hall, there was no one around, and the golden afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the ground, on the palace, and on the shoulders of a figure.

Yang Jian stopped, stared at the figure in front of him, and said nothing, he really came.

The golden color is the afterglow falling on his shoulders, and the silhouette of the setting sun overlaps with his shoulders at this moment, as if he walked towards Yang Jian with the setting sun.

"You shouldn't have come back, and I didn't expect you to come back, Zhenjun."

With such a title, besides Emperor Zhenwu, who else could it be?

Emperor Zhenwu walked in front of Yang Jian, walking very close, the distance between the two was only a fist away, and Zhenwu's body was slightly taller than Yang Jian.

Therefore, Zhenwu, looking down at Yang Jian, has a pair of eyes, black and dark, white and white, without any fluctuations.

Yang Jian didn't know if it was his own illusion, he could see some emotions from Zhenwu's unwavering eyes.

Compassion, playfulness, condescension, and a touch of taunting under control.

"Why are you here?" Yang Jian closed his eyes, even if Zhenwu felt that he was timid, it didn't matter.

(End of this chapter)