Journey to the West: I, Yang Jian, don’t need to become a god
43 Nuwa compensated for the blood essence of the gods and devils.

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At this moment, the Nine Neonate did not look as arrogant as before.

Half of his body was destroyed by the terrifying dragon energy.

Half of his face, half of his body, a leg, and an arm were missing.

Dark green blood flowed out, looking exceptionally ferocious.

Most importantly, under the dragon energy, the Nine Neonate's origin soul also suffered a huge impact. Its aura, which was originally close to that of a Quasi-Sage, fell.

The Nine Neonate stood there, staring at Yang Jian with its broken eyes.

He had never thought that he would end up in such a miserable state.

And the one who caused all of this was actually this human junior that he looked down on.

At this moment, the Nine Neonate was almost blinded by anger.

There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to cut this junior who had made him into such a sorry state into a thousand pieces and destroy his soul.

The Nine Neonate wanted Yang Jian's life, but Yang Jian had the same thought.

I'll take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Before the Nine Neonate moved, he had already moved.

At this moment, the Nine Neonate was severely injured. Its physical body and Essence Soul were both severely injured, and its strength had severely declined. Although it looked like it was covered in blood, in reality, it was only superficial injuries. It had not injured its foundation.

This is the loss of the other.

He had made up his mind to approach and kill the Nine Neonate in close combat.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the two of them collided.

In this collision, both sides retreated, but Yang Jian only retreated a hundred miles, while the Nine Neonate retreated thousands of miles.

After retreating, Yang Jian did not stop at all. He charged forward again with a strong fighting spirit.

Bang!

Bang!

After the continuous collisions, Yang Jian became more and more courageous as he fought.

Following this violent collision, the Nine Neonate's shattered body began to show signs of collapse. Even the powerful origin soul was shrinking at the edge. It was clearly on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, everyone watching the battle fell silent.

Some people looked at each other in disbelief.

Who would have thought that the situation would develop to such a state? Who would have thought that Yang Jian, a junior, would actually make Jiuying, a demon saint of the older generation, so miserable that he was about to die?

Haotian and Madam Wang were dumbfounded.

Lord Dao De and Huang Tianhua were dumbfounded.

Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, Li Jing, and the others were also dumbfounded.

Immortal Yu Ding, who was in Kunlun Mountain, was also completely silent.

On Mount Shouyang, the Grand Supreme Saint, who was about to make a move, smiled playfully and had no intention of doing so.

In the netherworld, a brilliant smile appeared on the graceful figure's soul-stirring face. Her eyes looked at the young figure from afar, and the light became brighter and brighter.

In the Jade Palace.

Honored Lord of the Origin watched from afar and nodded slightly, but he did not know what this Sage was thinking.

In Emperor NvWa Palace.

After a short silence, a long sigh sounded.

As she waved her hand, the red embroidered ball flew down from the sky.

The sky was instantly frozen.

The Nine Neonate, which was already at a disadvantage and on the verge of collapse, was absorbed by the red embroidered ball.

Yang Jian saw the red embroidered ball appear and immediately stopped.

Although he had never seen the Red Embroidered Ball before, he could guess the origin of this spiritual treasure from the aura of marriage that was faintly visible on it.

The Sage in Emperor NvWa Palace couldn't help but attack.

Of course, it was not targeted at him. It was just to protect the Nine Neonate.

"Junior Sister, you've gone too far." A deep voice sounded in the sky.

"Senior brother, why don't we end this matter here?”A crisp sound rang out in the air.

Yang Jian stood there and did not do anything else. He just waited, waiting for the Saints to negotiate.

The deep voice did not belong to the Grand Supreme Saint. There was only one possibility. It was the Saint in the Hollow Jade Temple, his grandmaster.

He did not expect that the first person to step forward would be this Saint.

"Yang Jian, do you have anything to say?”The deep voice sounded again and asked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian bowed in the direction of Mount Kunlun.

Although he had already left Chan School, he had received Dao from Chan School after all. When he was in Kunlun Mountain, this grandmaster had treated him very well.

From the time the God Deification Ceremony began until now, Heavenly Lord Yuanshi had never said anything.

Even if he had spoken in public that day and left Chan School to stand on his own, this former grandmaster had not said anything, nor had he punished him for it.

He was independent from Chan School, but he had obtained the luck of the three Taoist sects. Strictly speaking, he was not considered an apostate. He was more like a disciple of a big family in the mortal world. He was independent from his own family. Heavenly Lord Yuanshi was still his grandmaster.

"Everything will be decided by Grandmaster." he said slowly.

In the Hollow Jade Temple, the Saint smiled and nodded slightly.

A smart junior might always be favored by the elders.

"Nine Neonate, Junior Sister can take it away, but she can't possibly not express anything, right?”Primordial Heaven Supreme said.

At this moment, there was a brief silence in Emperor NvWa's Palace.

The blurry figure waved her hand and an object flew out and fell from Emperor NvWa's Palace.

"I got this drop of Divine Demon Blood Essence by chance in Mount Buzhou a million years ago. Since Yang Jian cultivates Xuan Arts, this drop of Divine Demon Blood Essence should be helpful for his cultivation.”The crisp voice sounded again.

At this moment, Yang Jian looked at the jade bottle that fell from the sky and heard Nüwa's words. His heart could not help but move.

The blood essence of a god!

Even if it could not be compared to Pangu's blood essence, it was still a supreme cultivation treasure for body cultivators.

He did not expect that the female saint in Emperor NvWa's Palace would be so generous.

This time, he had profited.

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