The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

I have been fighting for an unknown amount of time. After entering this layer of heaven, heavenly soldiers and generals are everywhere. If you don't fight, you can't find a way out.

Grabbing the pointed spear and the mountain axe, he stepped forward step by step, and his steps began to feel a little vain.

Behind him, no one knew how many people were lying down.

Several great Luo Jinxians were seriously injured in his hands, and more than a dozen heavenly generals were also unable to fight anymore.

The heavenly soldiers were killed and injured countless times, but luckily the dead were all escorted by the order of the Jade Emperor to be reincarnated and rebuilt, and there was no one who had lost both body and spirit.

So what if the commandment to kill is given and the crime of killing is committed?

This is not a drama on the stage, since it is a battle, how can there be no bloodshed?

Step by step forward, step by step...

Fight until the sea dries up and rocks rot, and fight until the world is overthrown.

The fighting spirit ignited his soul, but that figure still refused to take a step back.

After the battle, Wang Shan was confronted with enemies who jumped out one by one to stop him. It seemed that the enemies would never end and could never be killed.

Yang Jian has been fighting, fighting non-stop, everyone can see the stubbornness that refuses to yield in him, and all the gods and gods in the sky can read the arrogance that refuses to bow their heads in his back.

At some point, Yang Jian felt that his eyes were a little dry, and his eyes began to waver;

At some point, Yang Jian's hands felt a little numb, and his power to dance the pointed spear gradually weakened;

I don't know when, the condensing of the starlight began to be a little difficult, the surrounding light bombarded the starlight, and the starlight gradually couldn't return to the cage.

The fleshy body began to directly bear the bombardment of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

The stars around the body are no longer bright. Although the power of the stars is inexhaustible, it cannot be obtained without limit. The physical body has gradually reached its limit, and the limbs and bones exude a strong sense of fatigue.

Even, most of the generals who besieged Yang Jian had retreated due to exhaustion...

Perhaps, there are also many gods who couldn't bear to attack Yang Jian again, and were overwhelmed by Yang Jian's tenacity.

He is very tired.

He was human, a human being with many flaws, who also knew what it was to be tired, what it was to be sleepy...a human being.

alone.

Climb into the heavenly court, fight against heavenly generals, surpass thousands of troops, and challenge the edge.

The original intention of saving the mother remains unchanged, and this soul is immortal.

From Zhongtian Gate to Taoshan Mountain in the sky; from the three gatekeepers to Xiao Zhou Tianxing Douzhen.

Yang Jian never thought of giving up, but at this moment his figure was shaky, as if he would collapse from exhaustion in the next moment.

However, Yang Jian was able to see Taoshan and see the place where his mother was suppressed amidst the shadows.

In fact, after defeating Wang Shan, Yang Jian's energy and energy were taken away by that shot.

After that, it was another day of hard work and fierce fighting... If it weren't for the starlight protection, perhaps the current him would already be riddled with wounds.

Is the front the last level?

After passing this level, will he be able to split the mountain to save his mother?

Is this fate? No, this is not fate, this is what I want to do, and what I have to do, it is not determined by fate, but by myself!

Yang Jian's eyelids were a little heavy, he closed his eyes slowly, pointed the tip of the pointed spear at his chest, and stabbed lightly.

Blood splashed out, and the pain awakened the numb body again.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, exhaled, his pale complexion regained a little crimson... a sickly crimson.

Faced with many figures, Yang Jian still shouted in a low voice.

"Step aside."

There was no hostility in the eyes of the heavenly soldiers, only respect.

The soldiers are good at martial arts, and Yang Jian's bravery makes them have to respect him.

The heavenly generals did not dare to answer, but injected their strongest mana into the formation formed by the heavenly soldiers, and stood in the center, ready to receive Yang Jian's axe.

Sure enough, Yang Jian swung his ax and charged forward again.

The rays of light from the ax blade split open the formation, and Yang Jian charged through with his gun, and the heavenly soldiers and generals built into the wall were scattered in the clouds like building blocks that were knocked into the air.

However, with hundreds of feet ahead, so is the big formation.

Yang Jian stopped, panted twice, and raised the mountain ax again.

Sweat trickled down his body everywhere.

There is silence between heaven and earth, all the immortals who explain the teaching are silent, all the immortals who cut off the teaching are silent, all the immortals in Central Shenzhou are silent, the civil servants and generals of the heavenly court, the dragon king of the four seas, and the king of the ten temples are all silent.

In the middle of Shenzhou, countless eyes were fixed on the figure that was already staggering, but still stumbling forward.

The long hair is no longer flowing freely, and the starlight is gradually dimming, and the clothes are no longer chic.

But this back view made the hearts of countless monks tremble. The cultivators who were constantly commenting on the strength of the heavenly generals before all shut up and looked at the figure thrown out of the clouds.

And the instigator who used the projection magic power, his eyes were a little dazed at this time, looking at Yang Jian's back, his beautiful eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Is he smart or stupid?" Qiong Xiao murmured in a low voice.

"Let's divide the matter," a female fairy replied with a light smile, "I remember hearing a sister in the church say that some people are smart all their lives, but they always have obsessions that cannot be let go. They are always stubborn and stupid in some things."

"Well," Qiong Xiao nodded, staring at Yang Jian's back, "Tell me, if he is so persistent in rescuing his mother, will he be the same for his Taoist companion?"

The female fairy said: "Any man who values ​​love and righteousness should know it."

The corner of Qiong Xiao's mouth twitched, as if he didn't believe it.

She frowned a little impatiently, and pointed at Yang Jian casually; she didn't care about it, but she was touched in her heart.

Qiong Xiao's sudden attack was also to make Yang Jian fall down without losing his own potential.

Yang Jian can still fight at this time, but in fact he is only overdrawing his own potential, and it will be useless to practice Taoism in the future.

The light beam was caught off guard, and when Master Yuding found out, he could only block most of the power, but a weak light beam penetrated Yang Jian's calf.

puff!

Blood splashed out, Yang Jian's body staggered, and he fell forward weakly.

"who is it!"

Daoist Yuding suddenly yelled angrily, turned around and looked at Tianqiong, his face that had always been honest and honest was now full of anger.

He fixed his eyes on Qiong Xiao's location, raised his arm high, a blue light pierced the sky, and then slashed towards Qiong Xiao!

The Xianjiao immortals just came back to their senses at this time, and they all shouted angrily: "Who dares to plot against my nephew!"

"Junior Brother Yuding!"

Qiong Xiao appeared above the head of the Jiejiao Immortal, and covered the blue light with her bare hands, there was a crash, the sky and the earth changed color, and many worshipers in the heavenly court appeared beside the Jade Emperor's chariot.

"Humph!" Qiong Xiao snorted, with a little blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yuding with a little horror.

So strong.

Yu Ding narrowed his eyes, murderous intent appeared.

Qiong Xiao took out the golden scissors and responded with all her strength, but she knew that this little-known fellow practitioner of elucidating teachings was quite terrifyingly strong.

"Junior Brother Yuding! Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" Zhao Gongming shouted hastily, appearing between Qiongxiao and Yuding to stop him, waving his hands again and again, "Junior Sister Qiongxiao also wanted to let Yang Jian rest. His current situation is really useless for his future practice."

Although the Xianjiao immortals were angry, they also knew that Zhao Gongming was telling the truth.

If Jiejiao had calculated Yang Jian intentionally, he definitely wouldn't just hurt Yang Jian's calf.

"Junior brother!" Daoist Taiyi appeared and landed in front of Yuding, slowly shaking his head at the furious Yuding.

Yu Ding took a deep look at Qiong Xiao, nodded silently, then turned to look at Yang Jian without saying a word.

But Qiong Xiao felt a little uneasy in her heart. She knew that this hidden Yuding had already hated her, because she hurt his apprentice, and there would be a reckoning in the future.

She sneered, but she was aroused to fight.

You can't beat you alone, but we have older sisters and younger sisters!

Qiong Xiao scolded angrily: "Just wait and see!"

"Oh," Zhao Gongming sighed to Qiong Xiao, then smiled dryly and cupped his hands to the Nine Dragons Golden Chariot, then stood where he was, without hiding his figure.

On the golden chariot of Nine Dragons, the Jade Emperor kept watching this scene with a smile, without saying a word.

But when the Jade Emperor's eyes turned to Yang Jian who was lying on the cloud road, he still couldn't help frowning.

Yang Jian was still trying to stand up.

Holding the mountain ax in his left hand, he had already supported half of his body, his arms were trembling, and the severe pain in his calf made him dizzy.

Is this already his limit?

Sure enough, manpower is sometimes poor.

The Great God Pangu also died of exhaustion from sustaining the world, and now he is just a stronger ant in the wild, how can he avoid exhaustion?

Not reconciled, there are only a few hundred feet.

"Yang Jian!" The general's voice trembled unconsciously, instead of cursing, he said, "Forget it."

"never mind……"

Yang Jian's voice was hoarse, and he had already propped up his upper body and knelt on the cloud.

He leaned on the mountain axe, looked at the several major formations in front of him, grasped the handle of the mountain axe with both hands, and slowly pulled his body up.

His left leg was injured and he could no longer use his strength, but he trembled like a candle in the wind, and slowly stood up with the mountain axe.

As if exhausting the last bit of strength in his body, he stood up.

"Master..." Yang Jian opened his mouth and called out.

Master Yuding's voice penetrated into Yang Jian's ears, still so calm, as if he had forgotten the anger just now, "Because the master is here, you just rest, the master rescued your mother for you, you have done it today..."

"Wait...help me..." Yang Jian's weak voice interrupted the real Yuding's words.

Yang Jian said hoarsely: "Protect my mother, I'm afraid she will get hurt."

"good."

Yu Ding slowly closed his eyes, a relieved smile appeared on his mouth, but there was a little powerlessness in the relief.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a layer of blood surged around Yang Jian's body, and blood aura soared into the sky!

Burn blood!

With one axe, through the light curtains of several layers of heavenly soldiers, he slashed down towards Taoshan Mountain!

Above Peach Mountain, the lights of formations lit up one after another!