The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

A roar full of fear came from the orb.

Yang Jian sneered, and continued to fiddle with the Xuangang drill. Obviously, he had found a way to break through the treasure entrusted by the opponent's Yuanshen, and wanted to kill the opponent directly.

With a puff, a phantom appeared on the orb, but it was only a foot tall. It gritted its teeth and looked at Yang Jian, but finally begged for mercy: "If you let me go, I will ignore what happened today!"

squeak--

The drill turns faster and faster!

Feeling Xuangang approaching his primordial spirit a little bit, Rao Daluo Jinxian, who has been through battle for a long time, will be a little panicked this day.

Yuanshen Dao, one who cultivates is Yuanshen.

If the primordial spirit of the Great Luo Jinxian fights to the death, he directly uses the power of the primordial spirit to face the enemy Yang Jian. Although he cannot fight for a long time, it may be that he does not have the strength to fight Yang Jian.

But Yang Jian ambushed twice, plotted against Da Luo several times, directly beheaded him, and destroyed his immortal body, which cast a shadow over his heart.

At this moment, he really didn't dare to get out of the orb, lest he would be chopped off by Yang Jian with a sword, that would mean he would really die and be wiped out...

However, Yang Jian found a way to break open his greatest reliance—this precious orb, which made him feel desperate, and he didn't know what to do.

The Da Luo Primordial Spirit suddenly shouted: "Stop! I'll tell you where your mother was imprisoned!"

Yang Jian still kept moving, but upon closer inspection, he was only urging the Xuangang drill there, but did not push the drill in...

"No, it's Taoshan," Yang Jian replied indifferently, the phantom of Da Luo Yuanshen looked at Yang Jian with cold sweat, and his heart trembled.

Da Luo asked, "How do you know?"

"Your Excellency is too leisurely, if you don't tell me something that interests me, your orb will have a small hole."

The phantom of this person was struggling, but seeing that Yang Jian was about to press his finger on the end of the Xuangang drill, he didn't care much, and shouted: "You stop first! Everything can be discussed!"

Yang Jian ignored it, and lightly tapped the end of the Xuangang drill with his fingers, and continued to push.

There was another ear-piercing sound of 'squeak', the phantom was full of horror, the primordial spirit had already sensed the coming disaster!

Xu Ying suddenly roared: "Don't you want to know who sent me here!"

Yang Jian remained silent, while the Xuangang drill moved forward unswervingly.

The figure shouted: "Jade Emperor! It's the Jade Emperor! These are all on his orders!"

Yang Jian finally stopped the Xuangang drill, and looked at Da Luo's primordial spirit with a dull expression, "You mean, my uncle wants to kill me?"

"Not necessarily," the phantom smiled miserably.

The longer he lived, the more powerful he was, the more greedy he was for life and the world, and he didn't want to die so uselessly.

I'm afraid that even the Jade Emperor, who acquiesced in his actions, would never have imagined that he would fall into Yang Jian's hands so easily.

Yang Jian said: "If he sent it, he sent it. Why don't you say it's not the same?"

"Ha!" The phantom sneered, secretly absorbing the subtle power of heaven and earth, and even scattered the consciousness around.

Yang Jian pretended not to see him, but waited quietly for him to speak.

Soon, this phantom showed unwillingness, because his consciousness was absorbed by the mountain around him, and he knew where he was.

Among the fragments of Buzhou Mountain!

Da Luo Primordial Spirit gritted his teeth and scolded: "You don't know your uncle too well. I have followed him for more than ten years, and I have made great achievements in secretly conquering three thousand worlds for him! In the end, he just said an understatement, which made me fall to this point!"

Yang Jian frowned, listening to the meaning of this guy's words, the other party's status is not low, and he knows a lot of secrets...

Just as Yang Jian was about to ask, the phantom suddenly exploded, and a small red sword shot out from the orb, rushing towards Yang Jian's eyebrows!

Yang Jian stood still, allowing the little sword to strike between his eyebrows.

Ecstasy appeared on the face of Yuanshen phantom, but the ecstasy suddenly froze and turned into great fear again!

Yang Jian's forehead suddenly cracked a vertical gap, as if a gap suddenly opened between heaven and earth!

That's a vertical eye!

At this moment, the vertical eyes suddenly opened, staring at the little sword!

In that eye pupil there is a series of complicated dao patterns, and the divine light rotates, like six circles of reincarnation, entrusted in this vertical eye pupil!

A colorless divine light bloomed, smashing the red sword into pieces!

Not only that, but the divine light hadn't entered the orb yet, causing Da Luo Primordial Spirit to let out another miserable cry.

Perfect restraint!

"It's better to die than to live, really." Yang Jian spoke very sincerely, patted his forehead, and closed the vertical eyes that had not yet fully formed.

The forehead still looked smooth, without any change.

Da Luo Primordial Spirit in the orb, seemed to have experienced something extremely terrifying, and cried for a whole moment before slowly subsiding.

Yang Jian just moved the drill a little bit, but before touching the orb, the phantom condensed again, looking at Yang Jian with a pale face...

"Where the hell are you!"

"Yuxu's disciple, Yang Jian."

"Five hundred years! It's only been five hundred years!" Da Luo Yuanshen was furious, and suddenly fell silent again, laughing miserably, and asked in a weak trembling voice: "Mysterious skills, divine eyes, and the meaning of reincarnation, are these the benefits of the blessing of luck?"

Yang Jian said: "Continue what you said just now. After I finish speaking, I may give you a happy ending, so that your true spirit can be reincarnated."

"Do you really want to know what happened?" Da Luo had a weird face.

"nonsense."

"Oh, as long as I tell the whole story, you will definitely not let me live. Why should I tell?"

Yang Jian really didn't want to have any more words with this person, the Xuangang drill was directly on the outside of the orb, and he was about to activate it. But he also felt that this orb must be a top-level treasure, if it was broken at this time, he would be the one who lost...

He sat there thinking quietly, his eyes fixed on the orb.

But Da Luo Yuanshen became more and more uneasy, always feeling that under Yang Jian's handsome face, there was an ancient beast hidden...

Yang Jian smiled without warning, and pointed his finger on the orb, a blood-red aura was wrapped in profound energy, pulled away from his body, and wrapped in the orb.

The orb immediately shone with pure white brilliance, excited by the blood-red aura, and wanted to protect itself.

But the blood-red aura turned a blind eye to the pure white brilliance and slowly penetrated into the orb.

"What did you do to me again?"

Xu Ying looked down at the orb, and Da Luo's primordial power gushed out crazily, but just happened to be entangled by that trace of blood-red aura...

"Arrogance? Where did the arrogance come from so overbearing! You... ah!"

Da Luo Yuanshen's phantom was suddenly surrounded by red light, his eyes were round and bloodshot.

If his primordial spirit returns to the immortal body, such arrogance will naturally be resisted by immortal power, and it can be gradually resolved.

But he only has one bead at this time, and inside the bead is his natal soul, and even has the power of the primordial spirit with Da Luo's cultivation base.

"Arrogance! You! Ah—"

The phantom suddenly raised its head and roared, Yang Jian forced all the hostility accumulated in his body to his fingertips, and was directly absorbed by the orb.

In the end, the phantom eyes of the Da Luo Primordial Spirit were red, the orb was also stained with blood, and a hostile energy rushed around in the thatched cottage, but the Great Luo Primordial Spirit fell into madness...

"Kill! Kill! Kill them all! Not one left!"

"Ah - I have been a soldier all my life, and I never said I was defeated! The three armies obey orders! Slaughter this clan and land! Dogs and chickens will not be left behind!"

"Hahaha! So what if we kill all of this world? All I want is a place to garrison troops! Hahaha!"

"I am the Heavenly General Mo Han! Which tribe dares to disobey my order and destroy them directly! Hahaha! I am Mo Han! I want to rule the Three Realms! The Jade Emperor can't control me! Hahaha!"

Yang Jian couldn't help but frown silently, seeing that little man going crazy there.

He probably also understood in his heart that this person has a lot of murder, he must have done a lot of disgraceful things for the Jade Emperor, and he often did things like exterminating people when he led his army to conquer the Three Thousand Worlds.

Thinking about it, that blood fiend's supernatural power is very miraculous, it can make him invincible for a short period of time, and it took a lot of souls to cultivate it.

This person's defeat today may have been predetermined in the dark.

Heavenly General Mo Han...

Suddenly, Mo Han's primordial spirit phantom hugged him, knelt on the table, trembling all over, blood and tears flowing...

"Why did you treat me like this...Yunhua, Yunhua! Why did you treat me like this...I waited for you for so long, and finally waited for your reincarnation to be brought back to Heaven by the Jade Emperor, but why don't you remember me..."

"Yang Tianyou! You reptile! How dare you defile my Yunhua! I will kill you! I will smash you to pieces!"

"You evil animal, Yang Jian, you evil animal! Hahaha! The Jade Emperor wants to recruit you? I will kill you, and let the Jade Emperor see who is his confidant, me or you!"

"Hahaha! Yang Jian! Your mother is sorry for me, so I will kill you and take your sister by force! I will make your mother regret all day long, and never feel at peace!"

Yang Jian stood up abruptly, staring at the crazy phantom of the primordial spirit on the table.

An unprecedented anger ignited in Yang Jian's heart!

Ka... Ka Ka...

That precious orb that Yang Jian was somewhat 'reluctant' torn open under the crazy pressure of three or four Xuangang drills!

The Da Luo Primordial Spirit hidden in it was polluted with hostility, ferocious and terrifying, roaring to the sky, cursing non-stop!

Yang Jian waved his hand violently, and Xuangang condensed into three thousand sword shadows, roaring towards the Da Luo's primordial spirit...