Before leaving the chaotic land, Yang Junshan had already noticed what was brewing in the depths of the chaotic land, and this danger from the unknown was also one of the reasons for Yang Junshan to make a decision to leave the chaotic land as soon as possible.

However, what made Yang Junshan feel even more bad was that in the process of coming out of the chaotic entrance, he realized that the whole passage was expanding at an inconceivable speed.

Although the shuttle process is extremely short, and because of the changes in space during the shuttle, it is usually difficult for the monks to have a specific perception, but Yang Junshan can be perceived and can also make certain judgments.

This expansion of the passage is not a normal shrinkage of space, but the existence of an apparent external interference, which does not come from the magic cast by the monks outside the entrance of the chaos before, but is in the same way as the dangerous perception that comes from the depths of the chaos, and the manifestation of the divine is only a inducement.

And this abnormal expansion ultimately leads to the complete collapse of the chaotic entrance channel, thereby losing the blockade of the chaotic land, and ultimately likely to cause the leakage of the source of chaos!

Although these are only Yang Junshan's own speculations, he feels that there is a good chance that these will be achieved.

As for the reasons that caused all this, Yang Junshan almost unthinkingly put the culprit on those immortals, and only the existence of these chaotic realms can easily determine the survival of the world on the one side.

Because of this, when Yang Junshan returned from the chaotic land to be attacked, the first choice was not to avoid, nor to attack, but to spend their own fairy yuan, without causing any aftershocks to leak, the other side of the magic a little bit to kill.

“If you want chaos to collapse, will the world become a star now?”

Yang Junshan's voice was a little angry and corrupt, but in the great melee, it clearly reached the ears of every great god person present.

“Hang on, listen to me!”

“The bad trick!”

Yang Junshan's warning did not attract the attention of others, but caused more great gods and minds to be disgusted and hostile, and all at once more magic and magic treasures hit him.

This time, even if Yang Junshan is an advanced tiding, he does not dare to stay in the same place under the siege of so many people, and now he is only equivalent to a common "three-flowering summit" after the retreat.

In desperation, Yang Junshan had to leave the same place to avoid the divine bombardment of others, and then watched at least five or six magic tricks and two magic treasures, almost indiscriminately bombarded in the mouth of chaos.

At least two of the five magics are above the creation, and one of the two magic weapons is the lower fairy.

Under such a powerful combination, even if the chaotic entrance looks like an abyss that can swallow everything, it is like a viscous liquid surface, constantly creeping up and down, but with the chaotic entrance surface almost doubling here, this ups and downs gradually subside.

However, in Yang Junshan's view, the chaotic entrance at this time is more dangerous.

Yang Junshan does not know how big the chaotic entrance of the world will be before the chemical world.

But he knows that the chaotic entrance of the nine-day world is enough to make a star river boat enter after the chemical world; and before the world of Sunday, before the world, its chaotic entrance is blocked by the Pu Yuan Heaven with the celestial mirror of the immortality weapon.

As for the size, Yang Junshan originally looked at the green stone path in Lingxiao Temple Square, and the size of the mirror was only equivalent to a full moon.

"Yang is telling the truth, there are changes in the chaotic land, and it is likely to spread to the rich world!"

Yang Junshan tried to admonish again the great friars who were besieging him.

“Don’t talk nonsense, give up the purple!”

"Yes, you first enter the chaos of the land, how can there be no purple, handed out, we may listen to what you say!"

Seeing Yang Junshan's appearance under the siege of the monks of the great Luo, immediately a monk felt that the winning ticket was in hand, and began to paste him with words.

Yang Junshan knew that under such circumstances, no one would listen to him, and he no longer spoke words, but concentrated on entangling with the monks who had besieged him.

Then Yang Junshan understood why these people who had come to besieged him were embarrassed.

“This is a friend of the gate!”

Yang Junshan said in a deep voice: "Since you want to seize the purple spirit, why should you hide your head and tail?"And where are the two friends of Lu Zhou and Ye Yu-kio who follow your excellencies?”

After a distorted void, Guan Jingxian Zun snorted coldly and said, “So, you admit that you have a lush purple gas on your body?”

Yang Junshan said with a funny voice: "Yang wants to say he has nothing on himself, do you believe it?"

“Well, you first entered the chaos, how can you not have a purple spirit?”

Another voice came but strange, but the person who spoke was a woman, but this made Yang Junshan guess her identity at once.

Yang Junshan sighed slightly and said, “It seems that it is really not the wrong people who do not gather their heads!”A few seem to be really unlucky, a few Hong Meng purple at the same time, see a few are not weak, but even a Hong Meng violet has not been won?"

"Yang Junshan, you do not have to say cool words, Miao does not want to be purple, but everyone said that your body has reached the realm of 'bleeding blood rebirth', Miao has also personally seen you through the distorted void, know that you forge into a deep, you just need to pass your forging secret to Miao, Miao will not be difficult with you!" 」

Another existence of the peak of the big Luo, Miao Jun Xianzun seems to be separated from his two companions in the scuffle.

Yang Junshan heard a smile: "Miao Dao friends is a good abacus, Hongmeng purple Yang even if you get it, there may only be one, a thousand birds in the forest is not as good as a bird in hand, Miao Daoyou seems to give up the Hongmeng purple, but there is no risk to Yang's forging inheritance."

Miao Jun Xianzun was seen by Yang Junshan to calculate and not annoyed, but a calm face: "Yang Daoyou can be willing to agree?"As long as the Taoist friends hand over the forging inheritance, Miao will immediately withdraw!”

Yang Junshan shook his head and smiled, "Unfortunately, Yang Mou in order to live life is not to say that the forging inheritance, even if it is the Hongmeng purple handed out is nothing, but now this Hongmeng purple has long been refined by Yang, it is not used to hand out you!" 」

“Nonsense, how can you be so quick to refine the purple air!”

The voice of the lily fairy came again, but it sounded as if it were gone, and under the cover of the turbulence and void, it was difficult to detect her trace.

However, Yang Junshan's eyes at this time were slightly brighter and laughed: "I caught you!"

As soon as the voice fell, a roar of the sky almost covered the roar of all the magic treasures in the mecne, followed by a desolate scream from the void hundreds of feet away from Yang Junshan.

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