After being slapped for more than ten times in a row, Silver Horn Boy's cheeks were so swollen that he could no longer see.

This is not the most important thing.

Because that was not just a slap. Yang Jian raised his hand, and with each slap, the aura of the Silver Horn boy became weaker.

Under the watchful eyes of Zhao Yun, Dian Wei and others, Yinjiao Boy's original cultivation level in the late Golden Immortal stage continued to decline, from the middle stage of Golden Immortal stage to the early stage of Golden Immortal stage, to Mysterious Immortal, Celestial Immortal, True Immortal...

It wasn't until he reached the early stage of true immortality that Yang Jian stopped.

"Go back and tell your Dao Ancestor that I have taken away the Zhenbian Army! If he is still interested in the Tianyuan Crack, then rearrange and send a stronger person over!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The Yinjiao boy was kneeling on the ground, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

"roll!"

Yang Jian said lightly, and the Silver Horn boy stood up, saluted again, then quickly turned around and ran away.

He was afraid that if he ran too slowly, he might be beheaded by the True Lord.

He could put on a show in front of Zhao Yundianwei and others, but in front of the True Lord, he didn't say a word.

Because there are many immortals and gods who have died at the hands of the former, many of whom are powerful and have high status.

So he is a piece of shit.

After the Silver Horn boy fled, Yang Jian's eyes fell on the heavenly soldiers present.

No one dared to say a word, they bowed their heads slightly and remained quiet to show respect.

"I remember you, your name is Zhao Yun, right?"

Yang Jian looked at the young man in white robes in front of him and recognized him at a glance.

He remembered that it was this young soldier who gave him a copy of the Tao Te Ching from the lower world, which gave him some guesses about Lao Jun's identity.

When Zhao Yun heard his name being called, he quickly stepped forward, clasped his hands in fists, saluted respectfully, and said: "The last general, Zhao Yun, has met the true king!"

Yang Jian nodded and praised: "The strength is good. I remember that you were a real immortal before. I didn't expect that a few years later, you have reached the golden immortal level! Not bad!"

"Thank you, Zhenjun!" Zhao Yun's voice was firm and not overly modest.

Yang Jian once again looked at him appreciatively, and his attitude of not being surprised was not bad.

Then he looked at Dian Wei next to him and nodded: "You're not bad either."

"A certain family Dian...ah no, Dian Wei, the last general, has met the true king!"

Dian Wei was usually rough in speech and unstinting in general, but when he heard Zhenjun talking about himself, the rude man suddenly became nervous.

"Where is Mu Song?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhao Yunhui quickly replied: "Our general encountered two demon generals before and was seriously injured after fighting to the death. He is currently recovering from his injuries."

"Zhenjun, please wait a moment, I will call General Mu right now!"

"Go for it!"

Yang Jian looked at Zhao Yun who was going down quickly, with a look of appreciation on his face, saying it was okay and he had some discernment.

Dian Wei also said quickly from the side: "Zhenjun, why don't we go down first, and I will make you a cup of tea. You can drink while you wait!"

"No!"

"Don't you still have to patrol? You are busy with your business."

Yang Jian waved his hand, then stepped out, and his figure went directly towards the crack in the abyss.

Go inside.

The strong wind is fierce and the red light is dazzling.

But for Yang Jian, this naturally did not pose any hindrance.

In that strange red light, many heavenly demons were born, including many heavenly demon generals.

Boom boom boom!

Yang Jian waved his hand, and endless mana swept out, cleaning up all the demons.

Then he moved forward step by step, followed closely by the barking dog next to him, looking left and right with his dog eyes, quite curious.

When they reached the depths of the crack, the Conferred God Platform, wrapped in countless red lights, appeared in sight.

"This is……"

Roaring Sky Dog's eyes widened at that time. Prime Minister Jiang, Mo Li Qing, Mo Li Hong, and Nezha... there were many familiar faces.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and recited an immortal formula. The spectacular scene disappeared, and then turned into a silver stream of light, falling on Yang Jian's palm.

The roaring dog's eyes looked in surprise, and it turned out to be a silver ring.

Yang Jian put it on his finger and said, "Let's go!"

Then he turned around and walked back the way he came.

Presumably Laojun should know by now that this so-called Conferred God Platform is fake.

At the beginning, Yang Jian had no choice but to adopt expedient measures in order to deal with him.

It’s just this crack in the abyss...

Yang Jian looked at it with both eyes, thinking that if this continues, it will become inevitable that the seal of the Three Realms will be broken.

"The last general, Mu Song, has met the true king!"

Inside the tent, Mu Song, who was wearing armor, quickly walked in, clasped his fists and bowed in salute.

Yang Jian raised his head and took a look. The former's face was pale and his body's magic power was disordered. It looked like he was seriously injured.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a stream of life energy rippled away and landed on Mu Song. The latter suddenly felt his body shake, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to run the Immortal Technique.

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Song took a long breath, then stood up, bent at 90 degrees, and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, True Lord, for helping me heal my wounds! I will be grateful to you!"

Yang Jian waved his hand casually and said: "Now you can't defend this side of the Tianyuan Crack. You can sort it out later, and then go to Beiju Luzhou!"

"are you willing?"

"ah?!"

Mu Song was stunned for a moment, and then a look of deep surprise filled his face.

"Yes! Of course I am willing!"

Of course Mu Song understood what Zhenjun meant, which meant that Zhenjun was willing to accept their border troops.

He had this idea a long time ago, but Zhenjun didn't give them a clear answer at that time, and they didn't do anything big, so Mu Song and the others were helpless.

Unexpectedly, the True Lord actually agreed to take them in today!

It's so exciting!

Dian Wei, Zhao Yun, and six other centurions next to them had expressions of excitement on their faces at this time.

"That's it!"

Yang Jian stood up and said: "By the way, Mu Song, you send someone to tell the Great Heavenly Lord of Heaven and ask him to send someone to guard it! Tell him clearly that there are no immortals with the late Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation here, and they cannot guard it.

live!"

"No! I accept your orders!"

Mu Song clasped his fists and spoke firmly.

"Then I'll leave first, you go and clean up!"

Yang Jian had just left the tent, but at this moment, a figure quickly ran over, came to him, clicked, knelt on one knee on the ground, clasped his fists with both hands, and said respectfully: "True Lord, my subordinates have admired you for a long time.

Every one of his deeds will be firmly remembered in his heart."

"Today may be a little abrupt, but I can't wait any longer. I'm afraid that if I miss today, I won't have another chance."

"True Lord, my subordinates are bold and want to become your disciple!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Song and the others next to them suddenly changed their expressions and wanted to open their mouths to stop, but because Zhenjun was present, he couldn't say it.

"oh?!"

Yang Jian looked at the white-robed young man kneeling on the ground in front of him with some surprise, smiled slightly, and asked: "Zhao Yun, do you want to worship me as your master?"

"yes!"

Although his legs were shaking, Zhao Yun's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Why?"

"Because the real king uses a gun, I also use a gun!"

Yang Jian suddenly laughed, this is a three-pointed two-edged sword, and some people call it a three-pointed two-edged sword. This is a long spear, but it is not the same type of thing.

"Any more?"

"Because my subordinates have admired the true king for a long time!"
To be continued...