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The city where Ren Tian practices is Bazaar City.

At this moment, Yang Jian from the Heavenly Court actually appeared above Bajiao City. What exactly is he going to do?

Ren Tian did not show up immediately, but just secretly observed it in secret.

......

Above Bamboo City.

Yang Jian was alone above Bajiao City, with a complex look in his eyes.

His face was full of entanglement.

When the Jade Emperor gave him the lower realm to massacre the dragon clan, he originally didn't want to pay attention to it, but the old guy Taibai told him.

As long as this is done, he will go to Taoshan to visit Fairy Yao Ji, Yang Jian's biological mother.

What's more, as long as you kill more, you will be more likely to release the fairy Yao Ji who was detained at the foot of Taoshan, which makes Yang Jian unable to refuse at all.

As a disciple of the three generations of the Anarchy Sect, Yang Jian had no fondness for the Jade Emperor at all.

"I, Yang Jian, can't do it after all!"

Yang Jian's eyes were filled with a complex look.

It is hard to imagine that Yang Jian, who is known as the God of Killing in the Three Realms, actually showed such an indecisive look on his face at this moment.

Yang Jian is not unable to attack the dragon clan.

But...be compassionate to the human race.

After all, Yang Jian’s bloodline also has half of the human bloodline.

After he descended from heaven, he originally planned to massacre the dragon clans who had not officially held a ceremony to join the Tang Dynasty.

However, the scenes in these human cities made Yang Jian unable to take action.

"Is this family affection?"

Yang Jian looked at the sky and for a moment he was envious of the mortals in the city.

Mortals envy the immortals in the sky for immortality and great powers, but the immortals in the sky never envy the freedom and unrestrainedness of mortals.

previously!

The old man in Bajiao City uses his last trace of life to condense water vapor just to leave a glimmer of life for his grandson.

In Yang Jian's eyes, his cultivation level was not even considered ant.

But for some reason, after seeing that scene, Yang Jian felt that the dead old man was extremely majestic and dazzling.

And such a scene was staged everywhere throughout the Tang Dynasty.

This...is also the reason why Yang Jian couldn't do it.

"That dragon is about to settle in the Dragon King Temple!"

The third eye on Yang Jian's forehead suddenly opened.

In the eyes, endless energy gathered, and what he practiced was the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, and he opened up the Heavenly Eye.

If the energy in his eyes burst out, it would instantly destroy the dragon dragon in the city that was about to enter the Dragon King Temple.

"Kill... or not!"

Yang Jian showed a look of pain on his face.

On one hand, there was a desire for his mother, and on the other hand, the scene of countless humans sacrificing themselves to achieve success in the mortal city he has seen in the past few days.

Time passes slowly.

.........

Dragon King Temple in Bazaar City.

The Dragon King Temple does not mean that the Dragon King can be carved with a golden body and then built a house, which can be called the Dragon King Temple.

Such an ordinary house has no practical significance except for giving a little psychological comfort.

For example, the Dragon King Temple in Bajiao City has used a total of 81 high-level spiritual crystals, and countless monks set up a formation to build the Dragon King Temple.

In front of the Dragon King Temple!

The Lord of Bajiao City looked excited at this moment.

"Sir, please take your place!"

The dragon assigned to Bazaar City nodded at this moment.

"Okay, Xiaolong will go in here."

The dragon didn't know that it was already a life-and-death crisis. As long as Yang Jian released his eyes to the Dragon King Temple below, it would instantly turn into ashes.

Oh ~

The dragon's body turned into a prototype, and the huge dragon body hovered around the Dragon King Temple, and the mouth emitted a huge metallic dragon roar.

Then the dragon turned into a phantom and entered the Dragon King Temple.

moment!

The sculpture of the Water God Dragon King in the Dragon King Temple suddenly opened its eyes and the dragon was already in place.

With excitement, the Lord of Bajiao took out the seal of the city lord in his arms, and his magic power quickly poured into the seal of the city lord.

Buzz buzz ~

A mysterious and profound aura echoed from the city lord's seal and then floated in the air.

"Salary to the Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, he specially pardoned Jiaolong [Ao Hualong] as the water god of Bazaar City, and held the authority of Bazaar City water conservancy!"

Boom ~

As the city lord finished speaking.

A muffled thunder sounded out of thin air in the sky.

The aura of the human race in the entire Bazaar City gathered together and turned into a thin golden dragon of luck. This is the golden dragon that gathered the luck of the human race of the protagonist of the heaven and earth.

Then, the lucky golden dragon opened its eyes, and a golden light shot out from its eyes, and the golden light beam instantly shone into the Dragon King Temple.

ceremony!

It's done!

“Hahaha~”

"Congratulations to Lord Bajiao City Water God, I am saved by Bajiao City."

The Lord of Bajiao City at this moment burst into tears in his eyes. When he was excited, he almost couldn't stand firm. He knew that at most, how many days would it take.

Heavy rain will fall on the earth, and countless people in Bazaar City can get rid of drought and survive normally.

...........

In the sky of Bazaar City.

The pain on Yang Jian's face became heavier and heavier.

The third eye on the forehead gradually calmed down.

He... was not able to do it after all.

Bang ~

Yang Jian slapped him hard in the face.

"Yang Jian, Yang Jian, you are the god of killing, and your mother is still waiting for you to rescue you!"

As he was talking, Yang Jian squatted down and a line of clear tears flowed out of his eyes. The man was not without tears, but he was not sad.

Yang Jian calmed down a little.

"You can't give up, so go to the next city and kill the dragon clan!"

Yang Jian had a firm look on his face and a huge murderous aura bloomed on his body.

But...will Yang Jian really be able to make a move when he arrives at the next city?

You should know that after Yang Jian came to the Tang Empire from Heaven, he passed by hundreds of cities before he came to this Banana City.

In every city, he has the opportunity to kill the dragon clan who has not yet entered the Dragon King Temple to complete the ceremony, but he has never really taken action.

.........

Not far from Yang Jian.

Ren Tian looked at Yang Jian quietly.

From beginning to end, he saw Yang Jian's extremely struggling heart, and finally saw Yang Jian squat down and crying powerlessly.

"Yang Jian~ah!"
To be continued...