The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

It’s good to eat whatever you like, but you can’t suffer;

It doesn't matter where you go, it's impossible to be fooled anyway.

Yang Jian stood in front of the Crystal Palace adhering to these dun dun teachings from his master, brazenly playing a scoundrel but not going in, which made people quite speechless.

Heroism or something, let alone.

The road ahead was clearly a trap, why did he move forward? What's more, the other party made false claims with himself, instead of a direct thunder and crit strike, which proved that the other party was not sure of taking him down.

From this point of view, I have to go to the more toxic gray fog area to make a foray before I can find the real Black Turtle Remains.

Before that, Yang Jian also wanted to get some useful news out of the mouths of these miasma spirits, or there may be unexpected joy.

"The guest is afraid that I will harm you?"

The phantom brilliance on the throne flowed, and gradually turned into an old Taoist with fairy wind and crane bones, smiling kindly at Yang Jian, and bowing from a distance.

Yang Jian also made a salute to the old Taoist, and kept showing the divine light in his eyes, but all he saw was gray.

Perhaps, this old way is really related to Xuan Gui.

But Xuan Gui's true reincarnation is Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, no matter how you look at this old man, he has the temperament of an old liar.

Yang Jian said: "My teacher often said that you must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others. This place is a dangerous situation and a predicament for me. It is not too much for me to be careful."

"It's a must to be defensive," the old man chuckled three times, holding a cattail fan in his hand and shaking it gently.

It seems that intentionally or unintentionally, the old man deliberately revealed the magic of the cattail fan; Yang Jian had been looking at the old guy with his eyes, and he was attracted by the cattail fan unconsciously.

Five-wheel cattail fan, a famous innate spiritual treasure in the wild, there are five in total, corresponding to wind, water, fire, earth, and thunder.

According to legend, this set of spiritual treasures is the proud creation of the Taishang Laojun. Water fans can attract boundless water from the sky, fire fans can attract heaven and earth, and earth fans can move mountains to fill seas and create land and fields.

Needless to say, the fan is also known as the plantain fan. In later generations, it will be taken away by the iron fan princess of the demon clan along with the fire fan, which can attract strong winds.

The thunder fan is the most powerful, and it can attract boundless thunder, as if punished by heaven.

Yang Jian's eyes were sharp, and the cattail leaf fan held by the old Taoist contained a thunderous Dao rhyme, and a shining lightning charm, which exuded Yang Jian's familiar Dao rhyme.

This kind of dao rhyme Yang Jian has experienced in the saint's proclamation given by the Taoist ancestor. I am afraid that only saints can keep it!

Five round cattail fan? Or the most powerful thunder fan?

If he got this treasure, although his power of primordial spirit is not too strong, but with the use of the five thunders, the power should not be underestimated!

Seeing that he could get another killer weapon, Yang Jian couldn't control his mind; the little tree of Yuanshen suddenly trembled slightly, and a mysterious dao rhyme spread, making Yang Jian feel cool and comfortable from head to toe.

He woke up suddenly, the faint red light in his eyes receded, and when he looked at the five-wheeled cattail fan again, the only thoughts left in his heart were vigilance and surprise.

Almost got caught in the way of this old miscellaneous hair.

Seeing Yang Jian waking up on his own, the old Taoist immediately said calmly: "Actually, you don't need to be on guard. I have detected a familiar aura on you. It seems that it has something to do with my reincarnation. I won't make things difficult for you. Otherwise, how could I let Baal lead you here?"

why? Killing and stealing goods, eradicating threats.

Yang Jian randomly found a few reasons for the old man, and found that the old man wanted to harm him, so of course he refused to give in.

"Based on your words, you are the spirit of the black tortoise?"

"Naturally," the old man smiled, and pointed to the surroundings. "Otherwise, how could I be here? Sitting on such a precious place?"

Yang Jian nodded, took out a jade tablet casually, and said: "In that case, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi has his hands here, ordering you to be loyal to me from now on, obey your orders and come out."

"Oh?" The old Taoist's expression darkened immediately, he looked at the jade tablet in Yang Jian's hand with burning eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Fellow Daoist, do you think I'm so easy to deceive?"

"This sentence is right when I ask you."

As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the mountain ax slashed at the nearest jade pillar without warning.

This accident happened suddenly, before the old Taoist had time to react, the arc of light from the mountain-opening ax had already slashed on the white jade pillar.

The jade-colored brilliance exploded, and as the jade pillar trembled, tiny cracks appeared.

Yang Jian raised the mountain-breaking ax again, and performed the Xuan Gong, and the ax blade was shining with brilliance.

"You dare!" The old man turned pale, and angrily reprimanded him. He appeared ten feet away from Yang Jian in a flash, and grabbed Yang Jian's neck with his palm.

Yang Jian sneered, with a look of disdain, and swung the mountain axe straight down, while swinging the axe, he deftly dodged to the side.

The veteran's big hand grabbed it, and the wind in the palm carried a strong stench, and it barely slid across Yang Jian's shoulder, but failed to catch Yang Jian.

But with a soft bang, the crystal pillar that Yang Jian slashed twice couldn't withstand the two impacts, and one side exploded directly, revealing a terrifying scene...

The crystal clear crystal pillar broke open, revealing 'a dark' pillar among them.

This pillar was actually formed by overlapping corpses of dozens of people!

These corpses were all covered with dark red blood, like wood carvings, lifelike, but chilling!

It really is an evil place!

Moreover, these corpses are not miasma spirits, but preserved real flesh and blood, probably from ancient times, the ascetics who were broken in the hands of miasma spirits were made into such an evil formation by these two miasma spirits who had enlightened their wisdom.

There are forty or fifty corpses in one pillar, and those ninety-nine and eighty-one stone pillars...

Yang Jian's face was stern, and he looked at the old man. The latter had completely torn off the hypocrisy on his face at this time, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he waved the cattail fan in his hand!

Just a moment ago, it was still the crystal clear Crystal Palace;

The next moment, this place turned into a palace of purgatory full of ghosts and seas of blood!

The only thing that remains the same is the old man, who is still immortal, but also so strange, pointing at Yang Jian, spewing out sword energy.

At the same time, Baal, who had been waiting for orders in the distance, rushed forward with a roar, trying to keep Yang Jian here.

With the 'simpleness' of the white-clothed man first, if you really think that the miasma spirit's intelligence is nothing more than that, it's really easy to fall into the way of these two miasma spirits.

It's perfect.

Yang Jian raised his spear and went forward to fight, the miasma spirit old man dodged back, the warrior Baal rushed forward to meet Yang Jian, and fought with Yang Jian again.

Both Baal and the miasma spirits wanted to lead Yang Jian into the killing formation they arranged, but Yang Jian retreated while fighting, so he set up doubts, but gradually led the two miasma spirits out of the cave.

Yang Jian made a gesture to rush towards the gray-white smoky area in the distance, Baal and the old Taoist stopped at the same time, looking at Yang Jian with suspicious eyes.

Sure enough, they were also afraid of the gray mist.

The old man sneered and said: "You have no way to go to heaven today, and no way to go down to earth, so you should be buried here. Don't struggle, lest I damage your precious body and lose a treasure!"

"Didn't you hear my teacher's words!" Warlord Baal angrily held up two bloody maces, and he was loyal to the old Taoist.

Yang Jian sneered, holding the mountain-opening ax in his hand, he was determined to kill the two miasma spirits with thunder, and seize the thunder fan.

Even if the group of monsters outside was disturbed, Yang Jian still had enough time to think about how to rush through this deadly place filled with gray smoke.

"That's too much nonsense."

With a soft snort, Yang Jian shook his hands lightly, and thirty-six mysterious beads lit up.

Almost at the same time, phantoms of thirty-six stars appeared above Yang Jian's head.

The stars change, the universe is recreated, the primordial spirit is the guide, and the three lights come!

In an instant, strands of bright starlight fell from the sky!

Outside Xuanyuan Tomb, within a radius of a hundred miles, the sky was clear just before, but it suddenly turned into a night full of stars, and the river of stars flowed down like a waterfall!

The group of monsters were terrified, but when someone revealed that this was Yang Jian's magical power during the Heavenly Court War, the group of monsters immediately boiled up.

The place where the stars gather is where Yang Jian lives!

The group of monsters immediately looked towards the point where the starlight converged, but they were blocked by layers of barriers, and there were Dao Talismans on top of the barriers, which were unbreakable.

"Yang Jian has already entered the middle of the tomb!"

"Damn it, he's underground! Hit him directly!"

"No, the Xuanyuan Tomb was built by a sage, and even the ancestors can't penetrate it. Go and check the entrance and exit of the inner and outer layers!"

The masters of the Yaozu hurried towards the path they identified, of course, it was the wrong path.

In the stone hall, a figure rushed out mixed with blood and flashed into the passage, but after a while, an angry roar echoed in Xuanyuan's tomb:

"Go find it! This road is blocked! The reason why there is no formation restriction inside is because the restriction here has been destroyed long ago!"

Two figures appeared in front of the nine passages, it was the beautiful woman and the old woman, and the old woman said coldly: "Take down the clan of Xuanyuanfen for me! It almost ruined our clan's event!"

"yes!"

Immediately, two big Luo Jinxians turned around to arrest Daji, Xi Meier and other monster clans that Xuanyuan Tomb belonged to for questioning.

Afterwards, the beautiful woman and the old woman rushed into a passage at the same time, and began to quickly search for the real entrance to the inner layer.

It is also a rare thing for the three great masters to be willing to take risks and shoot at the same time; after searching like this by the three ancestors of the monster clan, it will only be a matter of time before they find the soul-suppressing sky stone.

In the depths of the inner layer, at the bottom of the ninth continent formed by the miasma, the figure in the starlight battle suit showed great power, one against two, but beat the old miasma spirit and the warrior Baal even more embarrassingly.

But not enough, still too slow.

He must do it quickly!