The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Listen to Zhao Gongming's voice:

"Nephew Yang Jian, although it was planned by Chang Er today, there is Senior Sister Jin Ling and Senior Brother Wu Yun coming together, there is also the Chaos Clock to seal this place, and there is even a saint who will step in to stop you from educating the reinforcements... You should give the list of gods, and I will definitely protect the lives of you juniors."

Although Zhao Gongming's words were to persuade Yang Jian not to do useless work, it was also out of his kindness to save Yang Jian.

According to Zhao Gongming's intention, the Tianyan Taoist that Chang-eared Dingguangxian found?

There is another sage who will intervene, and that certainly won't refer to the leader of the Tongtian sect. It is likely to be the quasi-said Taoist that Nezha has met before.

In order to obtain the list of gods, Jiejiao really painstakingly arranged such a big game...

The four generals of the Demon family were just probing, and the five Jiejiao immortals were also probing...

As soon as they make a move, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the Great Immortal Wuyun will come together, please move Tianyan Daozi to protect this place, and a saint will appear...

Yang Jian really didn't want to resist, and threw the list of gods to these Jiejiao immortals, but he didn't dare, and couldn't.

The Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods is inevitable, and whoever is in charge of the Conferred Gods list will have more luck to protect him.

In the original catastrophe of conferring gods, although a large number of disciples were sent away by Western teachings, even though they were taught, they were already complete winners compared to Jiejiao, which was almost broken up abruptly.

Now, if the list of Conferred Gods is lost from his hands and falls into the interception of teaching, then he is a sinner for elucidating teachings, and he has failed the kindness of his master and ancestors in nurturing him!

Yang Jian took a deep breath, looked determined, and shook his head slightly.

His avatar has no energy left to convey the voice to Zhao Gongming...

Zhao Gongming's voice came into his ears again, he should have been secretly checking Yang Jian's movements, Fang saw Yang Jian shaking his head.

He was fighting with Taoist Huanglong in full swing, and it was his duty as a disciple of Jiejiao to prevent Taoist Huanglong from attacking the Donghuang Bell; but to persuade Yang Jian to repay Yang Jian for saving his life that day.

"Nephew Yang Jian, this matter must not be stubborn! Donghuang Zhong is no small matter, no one will be able to come here for a while, but look, how long can the brothers and sisters of Chanjiao last?"

Zhao Gongming can be regarded as truly earnest.

Yang Jian was paralyzed on the chair, observing the situation here, Qingxu Daodezhen Monarch had gradually been unable to resist the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Taoist Huanglong was the most secure at this time, after all, Zhao Gongming did not kill him, he was just delaying.

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun also has unstable breath, but Wuyun Daxian is really getting braver as he fights.

Even with the exception of these few, the rest of the battle groups are generally stable, but as long as the key figures on both sides decide the outcome, the outcome of this place will be decided.

"Nephew Yang Jian! Alas!"

Zhao Gongming sighed angrily, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you insist on doing this, I will pay you back today! Also, Chang-Eared Dingguang Immortal also told me about your body being in seclusion. Be careful that someone will destroy your cultivation foundation!"

Yang Jian opened and closed his lips up and down, and said something softly into the air.

Zhao Gongming's voice penetrated into his ears, "You want to ask, how did you know that you were in retreat and not seriously injured? I don't know too well. This matter is a long-term suggestion. How did he know it, but he didn't mention it."

Yang Jian nodded again, slumped on the chair and slowly closed his eyes.

The Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods attracted gatherings from all parties, and turmoil was raging.

He really underestimated the heroes of the world, and wanted to secretly break through the predicament of cultivating Dao with a trick, but he didn't know when he was exposed.

It should be the reason why I announced to the outside world that I suddenly became obsessed...

"Zhi Jian," Yang Jian said, "If my wife is injured later, you don't have to worry about me, and protect her to the East China Sea."

"Second master... yes!" Zhi Jian's eyes showed determination, and he bowed his head in agreement.

when!

There was another tremor in the sky. The cracks in the mountains and rivers in Xiqi were scattered everywhere. In the place of martial arts, many Taoist disciples with weak cultivation bases condensed spells and supernatural powers, which were directly shaken away by the ringing of the bell.

The big clock in the sky was shaking, and it seemed that someone was about to fly it into the air.

Outside the barrier of the Eastern Emperor Bell, several figures were fighting in the sky, with overwhelming power and turbulent magic power, which was more thrilling than the battle below!

There were three figures fighting against each other.

Daoist Yuding is wearing Taoist robes, and a small emerald green tripod is suspended above his head, wrapped in an inexplicable aura;

Daoist Taiyi's red robe was like blood, and the light of the sword in his hand was constantly blooming, but he was just sweeping the formation for Daoist Yuding, not the main attacker.

What the two of them faced together was a gray-haired old man with a wrinkled face, a treasure tree in his hands, and a Qingyun on his back. During the offensive of Yuding and Taiyi, he seemed to walk around very leisurely, but in fact he was faintly suppressed by the magic power of Master Yuding.

Who is this old man?

If he is a quasi-sage, then he really can't see where Yuding Daoist is strong.

But this old man is a real saint; although he ranks at the bottom among the six saints, his saintly appearance cannot be faked.

Allow to mention.

Daoist Yuding does not hold treasures or spiritual treasures, only the little cauldron of his own destiny protects himself, and his magic power and supernatural powers can be evenly matched with Zhunti Saint... This is really scary.

If the real Yuding was a few years ago, he would naturally not be able to fight the saint, and even if there was a crisis, he would have to worry about whether the fierce fighting would damage his foundation.

But today, Master Yuding got the help of Nuwa's Purple Jade Lotus Platform of Reincarnation, the injury of Dao has healed without any danger, and his body has vast mana, and now it is the first time to vent!

On the East Emperor Bell that suppressed this place, Tianyan Daozi, wearing a cloak and a visor, stood at the top of the big bell, with a little playfulness and anticipation in his eyes, watching the real person Yuding all the time.

The bell of Yuxu Palace rang, and the disciples gathered quickly. With Guang Chengzi's order, hundreds of streamers were flying towards this place.

On Jinao Island, a flag was slowly raised, and everyone on the island immediately called out to their relatives and friends, and summoned brothers and sisters. After a while, hundreds of streamers rushed to the west of Nanzhou.

And between heaven and earth, inside and outside the Great Desolate Wubu Continent, everywhere in the chaos, pairs of eyes that had been silent for many years opened, watching the Chaos Clock in the sky above Nanzhou, and also watching the two figures fighting in the void.

Many people's first sentence is mostly muttering to themselves...

‘Who is this Taoist? Can you beat the Western religion Zhunti? '

The battle between Yuding and Zhunti seems to be restrained, but Yuding can find an opportunity from time to time to slap the East Emperor Bell with a slap.

Daozi Tianyan standing on the Donghuang Bell didn't stop him, allowing the Jade Cauldron to attack, and the Donghuang Bell kept shaking, as if it was about to fall.

"Zhunti Hierarch!" Daozi Tianyan shouted, "I have fixed this place according to what you said, but if my precious clock is blown away, you should ask me to get back the branch of the seven wonderful treasure tree."

Zhunti smiled leisurely, resisting Yuding's attack casually, and fluttered freely in the clouds.

"No problem, no problem."

Daoist Taiyi really hated it so much that the Zhunti saint who jumped out suddenly was actually the 'planner' of this matter.

How can you win against a saint?

The real Taiyi sent a voice to urge: "Junior brother, I don't know what's going on down here, can you send me in first? Just like my nephew Yang Jian!"

While Yuding was fighting with the sage, he also replied by voice: "But I don't have that ability."

"I don't know what happened to my apprentice and nephew Yang Jian down here."

"They are so painstakingly scheming, how can they leave a loophole?" Daoist Yuding sighed softly, staring at Taoist Zhunti in front of him.

If he fought to the death with the Second Master of the Western Church, he would naturally be defeated, but it would not be easy for the latter to take him down.

The prestige of a sage does not lie in the depth of mana or supernatural powers, but in the protection of the heaven and the earth, the blessing of the heavens, and the law that governs oneself.

This is a gap in realm, and it is difficult to make up for it by relying on mana, supernatural powers, and treasures.

"Yu Ding?" Zhun Ti laughed, "I think you have a very good foundation, and you have a predestined relationship with my Western Sect. Why don't you go west with me and study the mysteries of heaven and earth together, and the position of the Vice-Cult Leader of the Western Sect will be a gift from you."

Master Yuding remained silent, and replied with his magical powers, summoned the sky-filled jade ruler, aimed at it and smashed it.

Zhunti was still so leisurely, waving the seven wonderful treasure tree brushes and dropped the jade rulers, standing with a smile on his face.

It is really the rarest thing to lift a weight like this lightly.

It has to be said that Taoist Zhunti's "charm" is still very strong. If ordinary immortals see it, they will definitely not be able to resist paying homage; therefore, he has helped many Chinese monks to practice in Western religions.

It's a pity that Master Yuding's heart is like a rock, even if he is allowed to use the supernatural powers of secret fortune, Master Yuding will not be disturbed at all, and the offensive will become more and more fierce.

Another palm was slapped on the Chaos Clock, and the Chaos Clock trembled again, shaking in the sky for a while.

Daoist Taiyi smiled self-deprecatingly, stood aside, and said, "My nephew Yang Jian really has a lot of face, to let the saint take action, and I want to kill him here and now!"

"That's wrong," Zhunti said sternly, "Pindao just passed by here and noticed the appearance of the Chaos Clock, and he was inextricably linked with our religion, so he tried it."

How could Daoist Taiyi be afraid of Zhunti? Immediately cursed: "It's really unheard of. My Taoist family wants to distinguish between high and low. What are you Westerners doing here!"

"I really can't bear to see the common people suffer, I really don't want the prehistoric creatures to be cut off, that's all.

Zhunti showed grief, the seven wonderful treasure trees trembled slightly, and the treasure looked solemn, and it was not at all obvious that he was fighting with the real Yuding.

Daoist Taiyi suddenly laughed, "So that's how it is! Could it be that the Western Sect has formed an alliance with the Intercepting Sect? Are you going to deal with me, the Immortal Chanjiao? Hahaha! It's really wishful thinking!"

"Junior brother, don't misunderstand," another voice came from the side, and there was light shining in the starry sky, a figure seemed to be wandering in the void one moment, and the next moment it had arrived at the chaotic clock, faintly confronting the three parties here.

Senior Brother Jiejiao, Daoist Duobao!

Duo Bao put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "We have not formed an alliance with the Western Church, so don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand."

Taoist Zhunti's face turned cold immediately, and he was about to get angry when he found that Taoist Duobao was also standing not far in front of Tianyan Daozi, faintly protecting the Chaos Clock.

Obviously, they have no formal covenant with each other, but they can use each other.

Daozi Tianyan laughed suddenly, his figure suddenly turned into green smoke and disappeared into the void. Although he left, he left Chaos Clock to stay here and continue to suppress Xiqi.

Tianyan Daozi's voice echoed here: "Everyone, don't remember my grudges. I was just invited by the Second Hierarch to place the Chaos Clock. All reasons have nothing to do with me. Goodbye!"

The corner of Zhunti Saint's mouth twitched slightly, continuing to deal with Yuding's offensive.

The battle of Xiqi was really difficult for all the immortals in Chanjiao.

Zhou capital city, on the tower.

Yang Jian sat there paralyzed, his eyes showing a little worry, because the one who was being carried by Nezha in the air was not someone else, but the Qingxu Daodezhenjun who had just fought against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit...