The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

One will be the head of the five hundred spiritual officials in the future, and at this time there will be a man who is in charge of the gate, with the power to open the door, his eyes are like lightning, and he holds a golden whip.

One is the future Heavenly Court God of War. Lien Chan rushed to this place, and the Heavenly Court God will be helpless. His power is irresistible, and the name of the God of War will rise today!

When the two met, without saying a word, they rushed towards each other and started a big battle!

Yang Jian held the mountain ax first, and collided with Wang Shanzhi's golden whip for the first time.

Although Wang Shan was slashed back two steps, but his figure shifted horizontally, the golden whip hit Yang Jian's ribs at a tricky angle.

Yang Jian had no choice but to back off, and found out the extraordinaryness of the opponent in front of him as soon as he made a move.

Among the many gods in the heavenly court, there are some who are a little good at close combat. Except for that Hui Mou, Yang Jian really didn't feel too much threat.

But the golden armored young general who appeared at this time made Yang Jian have to cheer up to deal with it.

The mountain-opening ax was powerful and heavy, and the moves were opened and closed, but Wang Shan responded with dexterous moves. The golden whip and the mountain-opening ax collided, but they could barely block the power of the mountain-opening axe.

But even if Yang Jian split Wang Shan several feet with an axe, Wang Shan would charge up again with the dexterity of the golden whip and his strange movements, launching a quite intimidating attack on Yang Jian.

In this way, the two fought back and forth, and many gods stepped forward one after another, but found that they were not involved in the duel between the two, so they had to besieged them.

After fighting for more than a hundred rounds, Yang Jian didn't take much advantage of Wang Shan's hands with the mountain-opening axe. Although Wang Shan's face turned pale, he was injured by the sharpness of the mountain-opening axe...

On the golden chariot of Nine Dragons, the Jade Emperor smiled and asked Taibai Jinxing: "Where is this Ai Qing on duty now?"

"Report to Your Majesty, this man's surname is Wang and his name is Shan. He was originally a god of evil in the lower realms. Later, he became a teacher of One Yuan Supreme Sa Weng Zhenjun. He followed four celestial masters in the world to eliminate demons and defend Taoism. He was a chivalrous hero.

"But Gu almost forgot, so it was him? Hahaha," the Jade Emperor seemed to be in a good mood, nodding his head, "There are also people who are good at fighting in the Heavenly Court. No matter whether he wins or loses later, Lord Taibai Xing should take care of him."

"Your Majesty's great love, Wang Shan must be grateful." Taibai Jinxing replied respectfully.

But in the eyes of those gods behind, how do you look at it, this pair of monarchs and ministers seems to be... singing together?

The Jade Emperor must have had the intention to promote Wang Shan a long time ago. Today, he asked Wang Shan to stand up and gave him a treasure armor and a golden whip to stop Yang Jian.

Regardless of winning or losing, Heavenly Court can have one more hero.

Just when some senior immortals in the Heavenly Court wanted to make friends with Wang Shanduo, there were some changes in the fight between Wang Shan and Yang Jian...

After swiping the mountain ax three times, Yang Jian pulled back and stood in the air with a gloomy face.

It stands to reason that he should have asked his opponent's name, but at this time, Yang Jian didn't want to speak, he just wanted to retreat the golden armored young general.

Put away the mountain ax and grab the pointless spear.

Before waiting for the surrounding gods to attack, Yang Jian charged forward with his gun, swaying the shadows of the guns all over the sky!

The solemn look on Wang Shan's face was even stronger than just now, the golden whip in his hand was waving airtightly, and his figure kept turning, but his body trembled unceasingly after being hit by the spear shadow.

"Good marksmanship!"

Wang Shan yelled, wanting to bully him into another fight, but found that Yang Jian with a gun was more than twice as powerful as Yang Jian with a mountain axe?

At the moment, the Golden Whip had no choice but to protect itself, retreating back and forth after being beaten, gradually unable to resist.

Although the sharp gun has not been fully repaired, but this gun is in the hands of Yang Jian, and Yang Jian can use it with all his skills.

Don't say that Wang Shan at this time can't resist, even if the Wang Lingguan from Journey to the West is here, I'm afraid it will be difficult to block Yang Jian's edge at this time!

"Ha!" Wang Shan roared, with golden light shining on his body, and a golden whip in his hand like a sword, but he used the martial arts of the human race in the mundane world.

Martial arts compared to Taoism, naturally the brilliance of rice grains dares to compete with the sun and the moon, but in such close hand-to-hand combat, Wang Shan's swordsmanship really played a big role.

Yang Jian suddenly changed his moves, using his strength to cover his skills, stabbing, picking, and smashing with a sharp spear, fast and ruthless; Wang Shan's figure retreated again and again, and the generals who besieged the place had to retreat temporarily.

"snort!"

Yang Jian snorted softly, and a dragon's chant came from above the pointed spear.

Wang Shan, however, was not a person who didn't know how to be flexible and only cared about his own limelight, so he shouted: "I also ask my colleagues to help me!"

The gods promised with a bang, and three or four people who were good at hand-to-hand combat jumped into the battle group, and they fought with Yang Jian like a breeze!

Astral body protection, no point to break the enemy, Erlang's prestige, from now on!

Fight him in the dark! Kill him to stain the blue sky with blood!

The arrogance in Yang Jian's heart almost rose to Ling Xiao. Even though he was exhausted physically and mentally, he was still fighting more and more bravely at this time, and the blood in his body was almost boiling.

Some people are born to fight, and Yang Jian is one of them!

The war broke out in the sky, and the wind and cranes were screaming.

The more the immortals of the Taoist sect looked at it at this time, the more they felt that the rise of the Yuan Shendao and the decline of physical practice followed the retreat of the Wu clan, which is really a pity for this world.

Such a fierce duel, the sense of tension that the sword might directly pierce the flesh in the next moment, is something that Yuan Shen Dao monks can't understand in fighting skills.

Just watching such a big battle up close is already a worthwhile trip.

"Yang Jian, you should have the prestige of the ancestral shamans of the shaman clan." Guang Chengzi sighed softly, with a slight smile on his lips, "Junior Brother Yuding has such a beloved apprentice, which is really enviable, but I also want to take some disciples."

"Hahaha," Daoist Taiyi burst out laughing, proudly said, "My disciple Ling Zhuzi is also going to follow the path of Senior Nephew Yang Jian. I've already come up with a clever plan, and senior brother will know it in the catastrophe!"

Hearing Taiyi's words, it turns out that the matter of Nezha's lotus body has already been decided.

Guang Chengzi shook his head with a smile, and didn't say much, the immortals continued to watch the battle below.

In the place where the Jiejiao immortals hide their bodies, Zhao Gongming is also talking about Yang Jian with the several saints of Jiejiao. After talking for a long time, Zhao Gongming said with a wry smile:

"Wang Mo lost in his hands, no loss."

"Senior brother, you are building up other people's ambitions and destroying our own prestige!" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit snorted softly, and said, "I think this Yang Jian is brave and good at fighting, but if he really wants to fight us, it will take a few years before he can do it."

Zhao Gongming sneered, but didn't dare to distinguish anything.

Having been worshiped by San Xiao for many years, he has long known the golden rule of not being able to reason with women.

How did the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit follow?

Compared with Chanjiao, he is also the same heavyweight as Chi Jingzi and Daoist Taiyi. Subconsciously, he is already comparing Yang Jian with himself. Isn't it a disguised admission of Yang Jian's somewhat abnormal strength?

"I'm afraid that when the catastrophe comes, he will soar into the sky."

Zhao Gongming sighed in this way, then shook his head lightly, with a little fear in the depths of his eyes, and a little thought.

Hearing this, many Jiejiao immortals also nodded slightly, feeling a little more afraid of Yang Jian.

What will happen in such a catastrophe, but no one can say for sure.

At this time, the number of days for the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods has been chaotic, Jieyun is about to move in Nanzhou, and it is unknown when the Great Tribulation will come.

Both saints once said that the calamity of conferring the gods is the calamity of the Taoist sect, and the disciples who explain the teachings and stop teachings compete for the top, and the losers will go to the list of conferred gods and listen to the orders of the heavens.

If Yang Jian seizes the opportunity in Fengshen, whether it is obtaining a Lingbao or greatly increasing his skill, it will pose a huge threat to Jiejiao.

"But Chanjiao now guards Yang Jian as a treasure, and there is no chance to make calculations." The Holy Mother of Jin Ling shook her head, her intention to kill and disable Yang Jian was not concealed at all.

Zhao Gongming smiled helplessly, but didn't say much, just watched the battle group below.

All the immortals have already seen that it is only a matter of speed or slowness for Yang Jian to break through the barrier here again.

...

Taoshan, within the mountain.

The woman in white clothes like snow and without makeup is still standing there, but compared to the previous five hundred years, her face is a little more haggard, and her eyes are more worried.

From time to time, she would smile a little, with some joy and anticipation in her eyes; sometimes she would be a little restless, and her beautiful eyes were full of sorrow.

She didn't know that at the entrance of the heaven where Taoshan was located, the people she cared about were fighting for her and the gods and generals of the heaven.

If she knew, she might do something stupid, she didn't want to be a burden to her son, she just wanted to let her son and daughter live happily ever after...

She doesn't know, but someone wants to let her know.

"Yao Ji, do you still recognize me?"

Yao Ji froze for a moment, then turned around suddenly, only to see that the attic had been broken, the mountain had disappeared, and the sky was full of stars outside.

There is a road paved with petals among the stars, and a beautiful woman in a gorgeous neon dress comes riding the wind. Her slender figure, almost perfect proportions, and the holiness and nobility naturally revealed on her oval face will surely drive ordinary men crazy.

The female fairy flew into the big wall of light that trapped Yao Ji without any hindrance, and she was full of wit and wit.

Yaoji Yingying bowed down and said softly: "Sin Xian Yaoji, I pay my respects to the Queen Mother."

She is the Queen Mother.

It's no wonder that it can't be blocked by the Heavenly Court Sealing Formation.

"Get back on your feet. You are Princess Bailian. Your Jade Emperor brother has not deprived you of your title. Seeing that I don't need to perform this great gift."

The queen mother is the head of the female immortals, and her conversation has a natural nobility.

Yaoji got up, lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.

The Queen Mother chuckled lightly and said, "You really gave birth to a good son."

"Your Majesty is not the first person to say this to me."

"Really? He should come to see you often," the Queen Mother said softly, "Actually, I know everything about you and Yang Tianyou. I also sent someone to continue your red line."

Yaoji's tender body trembled slightly, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she looked up at the Queen Mother, there was no hatred in her eyes, but there was a little sadness.

"Are you just trying to embarrass him?"

"Half," the Queen Mother shook her head lightly, her figure floated up to Yao Ji, her fingers lightly caressed Yao Ji's chin, which was as smooth and tender as the most beautiful jade in the Three Realms, "The other half also wants to fulfill your destined marriage."

Yao Ji took a deep breath, her voice trembling, "Thank you for your miss."

"uh-huh?"

The Queen Mother smiled softly, and slowly backed away, never touching the jade slab on the ground from the beginning to the end.

"Yao Ji, do you know? I actually envy you very much. There are many similarities between me and you back then," the Queen Mother drew a circle with her fingers, and a mirror appeared in front of Yao Ji.

Yao Ji was a little confused for a moment.

PS: Splitting the mountain tomorrow, take a rest today, recharge your energy and do things~ Try to update the next chapter before noon!