The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"How could..."

Hong Jin only felt that his lips were dry, and the roar was getting farther and farther away, but the shock in his heart couldn't go away for a while.

Fantianyin, that is! The famous Fan Tianyin! Was sent to heaven by Yang Jian punch after punch?

Hong Jin suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave.

It's a catastrophe to break the Conferred God, he can't stay here! Then I thought about it, if I led the army to fight a battle, made my name, and defected to the Zhou army at a critical moment, it would be a good strategy.

Yes, yes, that's it...

Hong Jin listened to the rumbling thunder coming from above his head, looked down and turned his hands, his palms were already covered with cold sweat...

In fact, it wasn't just Hong Jin who was frightened by Yang Jian's ferocity, even Shen Gongbao, Luo Xuan and others were also frightened at this time.

Shen Gongbao was seldom shocked, and at this time he kept holding his beard to cover up his slightly trembling Adam's apple.

When Qinglong closed, Nezha had a rare and strange expression, while Xiao Lan couldn't close his small mouth, dumbfounded.

"Big brother's bravery..." Wei Hu sighed lightly, but didn't say why.

On the other hand, Huang Tianhua said in a low voice: "Eldest brother blocked Fan Tianyin, we have to be careful of the opponent's attack. Those Taoist priests are also starting to move, be careful."

Nezha and Wei Hu nodded at the same time, and Nezha directly released his three-headed and six-armed supernatural powers, holding various treasures, standing on the fire-pointed gun, and watching the figures of the Taoists who seemed to be approaching Qinglongguan.

"Everyone," Shen Gongbao said in a low voice, "this opportunity is not to be missed, and it is right to take the opportunity to win Qinglong Pass! Why don't fellow Daoist Luo Xuan show off his magical powers?"

"good!"

Taoist Luo Xuan agreed softly, closed his eyes, and fixed his Dao heart by the ripples caused by Yang Jian's punch, two streams of flames spewed out of his nose, and his whole body was wrapped in flames in a blink of an eye.

This fire is the real fire of Samadhi, but it is mixed with seven or eight kinds of different fires, the fire is more fierce and the damage is stronger.

While Yang Jian was going to break the seal of heaven, Luo Xuan was wrapped in flames and rushed straight to Qinglong Pass.

"I'll stop him!"

Nezha said in a low voice, and the Nine Dragons Fire Hood hanging around his waist shook slightly.

Luo Xuan yelled angrily: "Where is the junior!" The flames around his body rose sharply, and strands of real fire rose up, turning into the shape of flying snakes, and came to attack and kill Nezha.

"How dare you speak wild words!"

Nezha spat, and the fire-pointed gun sprayed out real fire all over the sky, and he used fire to resist the fire.

Luo Xuan laughed when he saw this, and the flames around him burst into flames, and the flames released by Nezha's fire-pointed gun were used by Luo Xuan for his own use, and turned towards Nezha.

Nezha squinted his eyes, and his figure shot towards the center of the flame, and the circle of heaven and earth turned into thousands of people, rushing left and right in the flames.

The flames were invisible, and Luo Xuan seemed to have turned into an invisible thing in the flames. His figure moved around at will, passing all of Nezha's attacks.

For a moment, everyone saw flames spread out in the sky with a diameter of more than ten miles. Nezha chased a black shadow in it, and seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"I'm here to help Fellow Daoist!"

But it was Liu Huan, a Qi refiner from Nine Dragons Island, who also had the supernatural ability to control fire with one hand, but he was two points weaker than Luo Xuan.

A figure rushed out from Qinglong Pass, holding Moxie sword, stepping on a water spark basket, with a heart nail stuck in the headband, who is it if it's not Huang Tianhua?

The flower basket under Huang Tianhua's feet was bursting with water and fire, his eyes were full of caution, obviously he took the catastrophe that Master said to his heart, and he didn't dare to be careless at this moment.

"Why do you nameless rats bully my brother so many people!" Huang Tianhua scolded in a cold voice, "Fight me!"

That Liu Huan laughed a few times, and the flames around him made long swords and shot at Huang Tianhua.

"The younger generation will die!"

"Hmph!" The Moxie sword in Huang Tianhua's hand burst out with sword lights, which coincided with the star formation, and shot towards the sky-filled sword.

The two sword arrays clashed and collided, and another battle broke out in the air. The four figures were separated into two places.

In the air, Shen Gongbao asked several Jiejiao immortals to take action; when Qinglong was closed, Wei Hu also invited several Xianjiao immortals to stop it.

More than a dozen immortals of the two sects fought each other on the edge of the flames, and the fighting situation continued to escalate, and the fighting became more and more fierce.

Clouds appeared in the sky at some point, Yang Jian hit the big seal and disappeared, his spiritual sense could not get close to the seal of Fantian, and he could barely see the large group of phantoms rising continuously, it should be fighting nine days away.

"This is the battle between the two religions..."

Xiao Lan looked at the scenes of the battle in front of him, the sky was burning, and the supernatural powers were colliding, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Wei Hu chuckled and said in a low voice, "This can only be considered a small scene."

Xiao Lan immediately frowned and raised her eyebrows, once again feeling that it was too dangerous for her to stay here.

But now, Mr. Xiao also wants to save face, so she can't just leave in despair.

She was thinking about it, and something happened suddenly.

Luo Xuan, who was fighting with Nezha, raised his head and laughed, the figure that turned into flames split into two, split into four, turned into hundreds of clones in the blink of an eye, and rushed at Nezha.

Nezha let out a cold snort, and finally set up the Nine Dragons Fire Hood. The Nine Dragons Fire Hood grew against the wind, and turned into a hundred feet high in a blink of an eye. There were cyclones around it, absorbing the surrounding flames frantically.

"When you are poor, do you really not know what kind of treasure you have? Hahaha!"

Unaware of Luo Xuan's laughter, Nezha's heart skipped a beat, but he saw that hundreds of Luo Xuan's flame clones raised their left hands at the same time and pressed them on their foreheads.

The flames split open, hundreds of vertical eyes opened, and streaks of red light shot out from all directions towards the Jiulongli fire hood.

Nezha was a bit too late to collect the baby, so he could only watch as the Jiulongli Fire Hood was hit by the red light, and after a slight tremor, it shrunk into a ball and fell back into Nezha's hands.

The treasure has a spirit, but at this time Nezha feels that the spirit of the treasure is bound by a strange Tao rhyme, and it is temporarily unusable.

Hundreds of Luo Xuan laughed at the same time: "Pindao is originally a fairy in the flames, and the treasures in the fire should not be presented! If you have no other means, Pindao will take down this Qinglong pass."

"Heh," Nezha smiled mockingly, leaning forward lightly, the Hot Wheels under his feet seemed to be stationary.

The next moment, Hot Wheels flashed with light!

Whoosh—

Nezha's figure drifted away with the wind, and Hun Tianling brought out a dazzling red line between the sky and the earth!

Hundreds of Luo Xuan's avatars were pierced by this red line almost in a blink of an eye, and when Nezha's figure was frozen again, the fire-pointed gun swung lightly, and the treasure held by the six arms flickered lightly.

Done?

"Hey, why are you kidding yourself?"

Luo Xuan's voice came from behind, and the corners of Nezha's eyes twitched, and when he turned his head to look, the fiery avatar began to heal and merged into one again, like a flame.

Nezha suddenly thought of something and slapped his head.

How can the flame be afraid of being split?

Ahh, it seems to be a bit messed up...

"Hmph! Let's see how many times you can heal!"

Nezha's figure rushed forward again, still at that extreme speed, as fast as a phantom.

In the sky, hundreds of figures were slashed again, but they overlapped again, seemingly without any damage.

Nezha took a breath, the two bursts of mana had made his lotus body a little unbearable...

But when he looked up, the sky was still full of dark clouds. Elder Brother and Fan Tianyin had already fought somewhere. If he didn't block this guy, Qinglong Pass might really be turned into a sea of ​​flames by this Huo Taoist.

"I don't want to be hanged up and beaten by my senior brother," Nezha muttered, the fire-pointed gun shook slightly, and the lights of all kinds of spirit treasures won.

Come again!

The red line reappeared, seemingly tireless, and attacked Luo Xuan.

On the ground, Shen Gongbao rode a black panther and landed beside Hong Jin, and said with a light smile, "Why don't you come out to help, General?"

Hong Jin remained calm and said indifferently: "There are two Daoist masters killing all directions, but I don't have to do such an eye-catching thing."

Shen Gongbao leaned on his beard and chuckled, he was much different from when he first entered Nanzhou, now he had grown a beard and looked more calm.

"Since that's the case, Pindao should also fight."

After saying that, Shen Gongbao rode the black panther towards Qinglong Pass, galloping across the ground.

Qinglongguan was already standing on the tower full of figures, Wei Hu had already grasped the Subduing Demon Pestle when he saw this, looked at Xiao Lan, and said: "Please take command of this place, General."

Xiao Lan also knew that this was not the time to make a joke, so she nodded in agreement, and Wei Hu dashed down the city wall, holding the magic subduing pestle and smashing it at the attacking Shen Gongbao.

The ground was another place of chaos, and at this time the cards in the hands of both sides had basically been played.

Xiao Lan looked around, her complexion turned slightly pale.

The opponent still has a general who hasn't moved, if this general rushes over, my meager mana can't stop him...

In contrast, Hong Jin stared at Xiao Lan standing on the tower, his eyes full of surprise.

Such a handsome young man, standing there so peacefully, has an unfathomable aura about him...Could it be a disciple of the Twelve Golden Immortals?

Hong Jin thought to himself that his ability was not as good as that of Nezha, and of course it was only a little bit worse.

"Forget it, I'll just sit and watch them fight."

Hong Jin made up his mind to stand still, and felt that he couldn't do nothing, so he raised his arms and shouted: "Beat the drums! Cheer for all the immortals!"

Immediately, the drums of the Shang army sounded, and the drums in Qinglongguan were even louder. The soldiers of the Zhou army were not timid. They looked at the increasingly large fire clouds in the sky, and they were quite confident in their generals.

...

The low end of the void amidst the prehistoric and chaotic, a place full of stars and stars, 90,000 miles west of Nantianmen.

A big seal is like a fairy mountain that has just emerged. It was punched into this airspace and drifted around.

Below the big seal, a figure that is somewhat inconspicuous compared to the big seal rushed out, wrapped in a few strands of cloth, but still not less powerful.

"Yang Jian!"

At the top of the Great Seal, Yin Jiao stood on the top of the mountain, raising his hand to Yang Jian and angrily reprimanded him.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly rushed forward, holding the three-pointed and two-bladed gun in his hand, and turned into arcs of half-moon light towards the front!

Yin Jiao suddenly narrowed his eyes and chuckled, a small bell was about to fly out of his sleeve...