The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Ah, Zhenjun Erlang is fighting again, why is he making a big seal this time?"

"Fan Tianyin? Zhenjun is really amazing, after finishing off the fairy, he has already started to go on the fairy treasure."

At the Nantian Gate, a group of gods ran out to watch the excitement again, Taibai Jinxing was never absent, and opened a cloud mirror for the toiling masses of the Heavenly Court, allowing them to observe the heroic appearance of a certain Marshal of the Heavenly Court up close.

Strange to say, no matter who Yang Jian fights with, how turbulent the vitality of the place of the battle is, how distorted the universe is, the situation of the battle can be captured by Taibai Jinxing perfectly.

Probably, this is the hidden secret in the legend.

"Fantianyin?" Canopy, who was hiding in the crowd, couldn't help muttering, "Isn't this the treasure of the first disciple of the Chanjiao? How did he become a master here?"

Several sharp eyes looked over, and the commander of the Tianhe Navy shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly at the surroundings.

In the cloud mirror, although Yang Jian looked a bit embarrassed, he was not injured at all, and his power was much stronger than the previous battle with the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

As soon as he made a move, he went all out, the front of his fist crushed the void, his spear cut through the galaxy, and he attacked Fan Tianyin with fierce attacks.

In Fan Tianyin, Yin Jiao's body was twisted, and when he looked up, his vision and consciousness were cut off by the violent fluctuations of Yuanli around Fan Tianyin, but he was still laughing wildly.

It was a wild and provocative laugh at Yang Jian, full of ferociousness, and confused his mind.

Yang Jian's all-out offensive hit Fan Tianyin, even though Fan Tianyin had an extraordinary foothold and a great background, and was sacrificed by Guang Chengzi for tens of Yuanhui, he was a little wobbly at this time.

The tactics were broken layer by layer, and the mountain where Yin Jiao stood was already full of cracks.

"Yang Jian! Why did you kill my brother! Why!"

Yang Jian remained silent. Although the events of that day were rumored in the prehistoric times, there were not many rumors about the actual situation.

Many people said that Yang Jian beheaded Yin Hong, and Yin Jiao probably felt the same way.

Yang Jian didn't bother to distinguish, and he didn't bother to distinguish; the figure of Uncle Chi Jingzi appeared in front of his eyes, who seemed to be decades old, and the attack of his subordinates became more violent.

"Say it! Why don't you say it!"

Yin Jiao yelled at Fan Tianyin, but Yang Jian didn't respond when he heard the words, he continued to swing his gun, hit him, shifted his position, and charged forward again.

In the eyes of those who watched the battle, this scene was a frantic bombardment that was so fast that Yang Jian's figure could not be discerned. Fan Tianyin kept shaking, without any power at all.

After several bombardments, Yang Jian faintly felt that something was wrong.

It seems that Yin Jiao's resistance is too weak...

Suspending the offensive, Yang Jian looked at Qinglong Pass with his spiritual sense, and faintly saw that Qinglong Pass was still peaceful, and the battle between all parties was considered stable, so he immediately calmed down.

"Yang Jian, do you really think that I have no magic weapon to restrain you? Cultivate with the physical body and prove the Tao with strength?" Yin Jiao sneered, "A Taoist priest told me that your weakness lies in the fact that your primordial spirit power does not match the tyrannical physical body. What do you think this is?"

Yang Jian was about to attack again, when he heard Yin Jiao's words, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.

Then I saw Yin Jiao standing on the top of Fantianyin Mountain, holding a small chime-high clock in his hand, with traces of gray air wrapped around the simple and simple bell.

Looking through hundreds of layers of eyes, Yang Jian only felt cold all over his body.

Dead clock?

when!

Yin Jiao has already rung the bell!

Yang Jian reacted quickly, the Xuangang wrapped himself, and the eighty-one Xuanzhu in his body bloomed brightly, and the vertical eyes on his forehead even opened instantly.

But it didn't work!

A strange and cold breath penetrated into his neck, Yang Jian only felt a tingling in his head, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he felt dizzy one after another.

Hastily looking inside the Lingtai, I saw that the tree of primordial spirit was wrapped in a puff of gray air, and this gray aura was eating away at the branches of the tree of primordial spirit!

"Buried with my brother!"

Yin Jiao roared, and the power of the primordial spirit burned wildly, urging Fan Tianyin to throw at Yang Jian.

How does Yang Jian resist at this time? The figure was hit head-on by Fan Tianyin, pushed by Fan Tianyin, and smashed towards a remnant star thousands of miles away.

The situation took a turn for the worse, not only Yang Jian was caught off guard, but also the heavenly soldiers and generals who watched the battle sweated and raised their hearts.

That bell was called out by someone, it was called Luoluo Bell, and it was also a treasure that was once famous in the prehistoric world. It was designed to hurt people's primordial spirit and villain Daoji. Unexpectedly, it and Fan Tianyin fell into the hands of this young human race who seemed to have fallen into the way of demons.

Fan Tianyin flew extremely fast, and thousands of miles was only a blink of an eye.

The stars in the void are actually larger 'meteorites'; in ancient times, the stars were large stars with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles, which were transformed by the beard and hair of the great god Pangu, and formed a large array of heaven and earth to protect the prehistoric world where the way of heaven has not yet grown.

After the dragon and phoenix tribulation shattered the prehistoric world, there were many more stars, and they were also much smaller. They were all fragments of the prehistoric world floating in the void, with different sizes and density, and no formation at all.

Yang Jian was pushed by Fan Tianyin, and what he bumped into was a 'star' with a diameter of thousands of miles. This star seemed to be transformed from an ancient treasure mine. It was black and extremely hard.

Boom!

Fan Tianyin smashed on the north side of the star, almost smashing the star into pieces...

Yang Jian's figure was smashed into the star by Fan Tianyin, and Fan Tianyin's power gathered around Yang Jian's body, squeezing Yang Jian crazily.

The Xuanzhu trembled, the Xuangang almost burst out of the skin, and Yang Jian's bones all over his body shone brightly, resisting the might of Fan Tianyin.

"Crush him to death! Crush him to death!"

Yin Jiao growled ferociously, ignoring the force of the shock on his soul, and forcibly activated the falling clock again.

when!

Yin Hong's seven orifices were bleeding, but he still laughed maniacally.

Yang Jian, who was about to muster up all his strength to push back against Fan Tianyin, suddenly became stiff in all his limbs and had a splitting headache. He was pressed hard by Fan Tianyin into the black star!

"ah--"

Yang Jian couldn't help but let out a roar, but Yuanshen was blocked and stabbed by Luoluozhong. He clearly had 100% of his strength, but he could barely exert 10% of it...

How to solve this scene?

Could it be that he was going to be forced to leave by a downfall?

It's really ironic that Yang Jian, who is full of great talents, can't make Yang Jian take a step back; however, his fellow apprentice who taught him just relied on a magic weapon to make him so embarrassed.

Ding……

Suddenly, there was a soft sound from the Lingtai, and Yang Jian's head lightened instantly, and his headache quickly subsided.

Looking down, Yang Jian couldn't help crying and laughing.

Under the Primordial Spirit Tree, the ancient bronze tripod, which was mostly buried by fallen leaves, seemed to be swinging lazily, and gusts of fresh air emerged from the cauldron, easily dispelling the gray air wrapped around the Primordial Spirit Tree, wrapping the Primordial Spirit Tree in a layer of white mist.

Yang Jian suddenly had the illusion that he could see thousands of miles away, his spiritual consciousness became more agile, and all the flesh and blood around him were in his heart, and he was firmly in control.

With a muffled groan, Yang Jian's body suddenly burst out with great strength, Fan Tianyin was pressed down suddenly, and this solid star exploded in an instant!

Yin Jiao was stunned for a moment, and through the feedback from the spirit of Fan Tianyin, he didn't seem to overwhelm Yang Jian...

He leaned forward, searching around among the broken stars, trying to find where Yang Jian was.

"Are you looking for me?"

Yang Jian said coldly, the figure moved away at some point, and appeared directly above Fan Tianyin.

Yin Jiao looked up, but his hands kept moving, and he rang the Luoba clock for the third time.

when!

Yang Jian's figure remained motionless, unaffected in the slightest; Yin Jiao, on the other hand, spat blood from his mouth, and his face was extremely pale.

"Go and accompany your brother."

There seemed to be a sigh mixed in Yang Jian's voice, holding a three-pointed double-edged gun in his right hand, and condensed strands of Xuangang in his left hand.

Handing the gun forward, the shadows of the guns fell like a shower, Yang Jian's eyes were slightly regretful, but his strikes were merciless.

Suddenly, his figure swayed, and Yang Jian put away the shadow of the three-pointed two-edged gun after releasing it. He held a giant ax in his hand and raised his hands high!

Mountain axe!

Opening the second style!

break!

Yang Jian was really in a hurry, otherwise, it would be impossible to sacrifice his strongest offensive directly regardless of whether the Fantian Seal was intact, and also drew out the Dao Rhyme of Opening Heaven by relying on the Dao Rhyme that the Mountain-Opening Ax had always cultivated.

He can't be in a hurry, because his spiritual sense has caught it, and there seems to be a billowing fire above Qinglong Pass...

Qinglongguan seems to be turned into a purgatory on earth in the next moment!

A moment ago, the battle site in front of Qinglong Pass.

Nezha's fight against Luo Xuan attracted the most attention except for Yang Jian's battle against Fan Tianyin.

Compared with Nezha, who had just joined the Zhou army, the proud disciple created by the real Taiyi at this time already had the strength to attract attention.

With decisive shots and quick reactions, there is no lack of magical powers, and the lotus body has huge potential to be tapped.

Among the disciples of Chanjiao, the only one who has the hope of chasing Yang Jian's figure is this young man who only wears a red bellyband in his battle armor.

But at this time Nezha fell into a hard fight.

He tried his best, but he was still unable to kill Luo Xuan; and Luo Xuan was more like teasing him, teasing Nezha with hundreds of flame avatars, calm and unflappable.

It was Shen Gongbao who said on the ground: "Fellow Taoist Luo Xuan! Please act quickly! End this matter!"

Luo Xuan followed the trend, and the flames in the sky suddenly exploded. The number of avatars that were originally hundreds increased dozens of times in a blink of an eye!

Almost instantly, more than ten thousand flame clones appeared in the sky, so densely packed that it was impossible to count the exact number.

The tens of thousands of flame Luoxuan raised his head and laughed loudly, leaving Nezha with all his clones, and went straight to Qinglong Pass!

"you dare!"

Nezha roared angrily, and hurriedly chased after him, but even if his stature broke through his own speed, it was still difficult to stop ten of the clones.

"Hahahaha! Pindao is going to start this killing ring today!"

Luo Xuan's avatars came all over the sky, and the words shouted in unison were like thunder, shaking the ears of mortals.

A wave of fire rushed into Qinglong pass first.

"Let the arrow!"

On the top of the wall, Su Hu roared loudly, but Xiao Lan stared, forgetting what she could do.

But the flying arrows couldn't hit the flame incarnation at all, even if they hit it, the arrows would just ignite spontaneously.

It can be seen that Luo Xuan's over 10,000 avatar is like a wall of fire, about to smash down on Qinglong Pass...

Nezha went crazy, but he was powerless;

Yang Jian saw this scene, but couldn't go back for a while...

At this moment!

Woo--

A ray of Xiao sounded in my ears, and the sky was filled with fire waves!

From a teahouse in Qinglong Pass, a woman wrapped in a Suyun cloak walked out slowly, holding a light blue long flute in her hand, playing softly beside her thin pink lips.

The sound of rushing water suddenly appeared in the originally gloomy sky. Luo Xuan looked up in confusion, but saw that the dark cloud that had appeared above Qinglong Pass at the beginning of the war had changed.

Really pouring rain!

At the same time, a thin film of light appeared over Qinglong Pass, perfectly blocking Luo Xuan's avatar from Qinglong Pass.

The light film shakes slightly, like water waves rippling, like a water curtain with the reflection of the pool water filling the sky.

The woman wrapped in a cloak of plain clouds raised her head slightly, with a slight smile on her almost perfect face, she was a fairy born in heaven and earth, she gathered the most exquisite spirit in heaven and earth, like a flawless jade, it does not eat the fireworks of the world, and it arouses ripples in people's hearts.

"Yaochi Longji, come to help Prime Minister Zhou."

Third update.

The big cousin made her debut, and at the end of the month, let’s also ask for a monthly ticket~ Tomorrow, I will try my best to continue to make up for it!