The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian didn't chase Yuan Hong to death, the white ape was seriously injured by that shot; Yuan Hong passed out directly in the ground, covered in blood, and had no strength to fight anymore.

After defeating Yuan Hong with two moves, Yang Jian turned around and rushed to the place where all the powerful people were.

Seeing this, Daoist Duobao shook his head lightly, and muttered: "The little monkey you picked up, Junior Sister, is really just a fancy dress but not a useful one."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit gritted her teeth tightly, and unleashed her six-armed supernatural powers. The offensive became more and more fierce, making Manjusri and Fear Liusun even more embarrassed.

With a flash of sword light, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit suddenly attacked Yun Zhongzi in the distance.

And Wuyun Daxian, who had been fighting against Yun Zhongzi without any haste, suddenly broke out, layers of thick fog appeared around his body, and the Dao Yun of Water went on a rampage!

Yun Zhongzi was caught off guard, so he had no choice but to retreat, avoiding the frontal and side attacks.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit used the escape method, and her figure disappeared in a flash, blocking Yun Zhongzi.

Immortal Wuyun took advantage of the situation to retreat, leaving the place where the fighting was most intense, and turned to face Yang Jian.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit showed great power and beat Yun Zhongzi back again and again. Fortunately, Manjusri and Filiusun arrived in time, and they fought against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit together with Yun Zhongzi.

"Boy, fight with me."

Wu Yunxian's voice was deep and thick, and he was not in a hurry or impatient. When he shot, there was a thick fog in the sky, and Yang Jian slammed into it.

Wuyun Daxian laughed a few times, and his figure broke into the thick fog.

A few loud noises came out, and the dense fog was constantly blown by the strong wind blowing from it, but it condensed and did not disperse, which was quite miraculous.

A moment later in the blink of an eye, Yang Jian's figure did not rush out in the thick fog, and the sound of fighting became more and more intense, as if Immortal Wuyun and Yang Jian were having a fierce battle in it.

Obviously, these immortals sent by Jiejiao today took into account the strength of Chanjiao.

Although there is a variable of Yuding Daoist, a battle-worthy saint, the Jiejiao Immortal also has his opponent.

The second hand, at this time, is hidden in Ni Gongwan, a few Jiejiao immortals who are fighting all over the sky.

Daoist Duobao had no trouble resisting Fan Tianyin, and he was able to observe the surrounding battle situation in his spare time; Guang Chengzi was personable, but his shots were all ruthless and decisive. He seemed to have the initiative, but he didn't have the slightest advantage.

"Brother Guangchengzi seems to have regressed a lot," Taoist Duobao said with a chuckle.

Guangchengzi snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Daoist Duobao made fun of himself, and started spreading rumors to hook up with his fellow disciples; after all, the latter dared not ignore him.

"Junior Sister Jinling, be careful not to go too far, we still have to form an formation."

"It's long-winded, you win Guang Chengzi first!"

"This... If you want to win, you have to fight for days and nights. I really don't want to compete with him."

Jin Ling snorted, and stopped talking; Daoist Duobao made fun of himself, curled his lips and sighed softly, while fighting with Guang Chengzi, he had nothing to do to watch the fights everywhere, nodding and shaking his head from time to time.

With such an attitude, he really made Guang Chengzi angry.

But Guang Chengzi's offensive, even if he tried his best to activate the Fantian Great Seal, could only smash a few spirit treasures of Daoist Duobao.

However, Taoists Duobao used to construct the formation and protect themselves, one after another, filled the gaps in the formation, and there was no sign of exhaustion.

There are so many treasures that people have no temper at all.

Yang Jian and Immortal Wuyun were fighting fiercely in the thick fog, Taoist Duobao could barely see the two figures fighting inside, and couldn't help but sighed softly: "This time, the old turtle has played a real fire, this kid Yang Jian can push him to such a degree, it's really amazing."

Guang Chengzi couldn't help scolding: "If you have spare energy, you might as well use it all, so that I can learn from you, brother."

"What's the spare power? How can there be spare power? Senior brother, you don't know how capable I am?" Daoist Duobao chuckled, "But if you push me, I'll just dig out my family fortune and spread it to the sky, and use the Jade Broken Art, and everyone will enter the list of gods together."

Guang Chengzi's eyes gleamed, Taoist Duobao's seemingly joking threat made Guang Chengzi a little more afraid.

Daoist Duobao really had to guard against such methods.

As Wuyun Daxian blocked Yang Jian, the two fought in the thick fog displayed by Wuyun Daxian, and the battle between the two religions generally calmed down again.

Most of the fights have lasted more than a hundred rounds, and the immortals who caught each other began to focus on the enemy in front of them. Dozens of immortals on both sides have fallen and injured each other.

On the list of gods, more than a dozen names were also highlighted, and more than a dozen righteous gods returned to their positions.

If it drags on like this, we can only wait for Yang Jian and Wuyun Daxian to decide the outcome, and many immortals start to feel a little anxious.

The Holy Mother of Guiling suddenly sent a voice to Duobao: "Elder brother, when will the formation be deployed?"

Taoist Duobao pondered a few times, and looked at the thick fog, with a little hesitation in his eyes.

As soon as the sword array is released, Chanjiao must suffer heavy losses, but...

The Holy Mother of Guiling didn't ask any more questions, and concentrated on dealing with the joint attack of Qingxu and Daoxing; she was very good at defending, no matter how Qingxu Daodezhenjun and Daoxing Tianzun cast spells, she still felt safe and unmoved.

But it is also difficult to cause too much trouble to Qingxu and Taoism, so they can only barely restrain each other.

After another moment, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit urged Taoist Duobao: "Don't make a move yet!"

Daoist Duobao's eyes were still flickering, he seemed to be a little bit impatient, hesitant, and at the same time a bit jealous and worried.

It must be difficult to choose in my heart.

If you look at it at this time, you can see the four personal disciples of the Jiejiao—Taoist Duobao, the Virgin of Jinling, the Virgin of Guiling, and the Virgin of Wudang, separated by hundreds of miles from each other, forming a big "square".

In the Nigongwan of the four Jiejiao disciples, the four radiant fairy swords trembled slightly, as if they had been aroused by the killing outside.

The Holy Mother of Jinling said again to Duobao: "If you don't show your heart, you will just let my disciples die in vain!"

As soon as her voice fell, the dense fog hundreds of miles away suddenly changed!

First, the vitality rewinds, frantically rushing into the condensed thick fog, and then there is a burst of extremely strong mana, it seems that the Wuyun Great Immortal is violently attacking.

In contrast, there is an extremely mysterious dao rhyme that eclipses the world, quietly rising in the thick fog...

Open heaven rhyme!

Ding, ping——

The incomparably clear sound of the broken jadeware echoed between the heaven and the earth, and there was a muffled hum from the thick fog, and the lingering thick fog was suddenly cut apart by a dazzling arc of light!

The light arc pushed a burly figure and flew out backwards, spilling blood along the way. After flying a hundred miles, the light arc suddenly shattered, and the pushed figure managed to stand still.

Dark Cloud Immortal!

This mighty man who served as the head of the Seven Immortals now had long hair scattered, and his originally majestic face was bloodless at this moment.

The long sword in his hand was broken, his arm was shaking constantly, and there was a terrible wound on his chest, but the wound was healing very quickly.

The dense fog turned into strands of pure vitality, rushing towards Wuyun Daxian, and exposed Yang Jian who was standing in it to the eyes of the immortals.

Yang Jian's condition is not very good at this time, he is breathing heavily, sweating profusely, and the profound energy in his body has been greatly consumed, and he is recovering rapidly at this time.

Aoxuehan, who had just recovered after the battle with Kong Xuan, also had more than a dozen sword marks at this time; a blood mark was added on his cheek, and a strand of long hair was cut off. Yang Jian grabbed it in his hand and set it on fire to burn it clean.

Beware of some deadly sorcery.

The eighty-one mysterious beads kept spinning, Yang Jian breathed steadily, and his mysterious energy had recovered seven to seven eighty-eight, and he raised his gun and ran forward again.

Immortal Wuyun sighed softly, stood up again, and was about to charge towards Yang Jian again.

At this moment, Daoist Duobao, who saw that Wuyun Daxian could not beat Yang Jian, finally made up his mind, raised his head and shouted:

"All disciples, come to the formation quickly!"

Immortal Jiejiao was stunned for a moment, then his spirit was shaken, and he quickly gathered towards Taoist Duobao.

This formation? Where did it come from?

Guang Chengzi suddenly felt that something was wrong, and Yang Jian's voice came from behind and spread all over the sky!

"Quick back! They have Zhuxian Sword Formation on them!"

All the immortals were startled, Guang Chengzi immediately withdrew and retreated, and the disciples of the teaching disciples immediately retreated despite the enemy.

But, it's too late!

Duobao, Jinling, Wudang, Guiling, the four of them each pointed at their foreheads, and then the light around them flashed, and four radiant fairy swords were pulled out from between their eyebrows.

Daoist Duobao stood to the west, with a look of unbearable expression, his right hand clenched the Immortal Execution Sword—the sword's light shatters the galaxy, this sharp edge cuts the sun and the moon!

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stands in the north, dissipating the magical powers of the six arms, and holding the Immortal Slaying Sword - this blade cuts all spirits, and there is no killing star in the world!

The Madonna of Wudang is on the east side, with a holy face and sighing, she raises the Immortal Sword—cutting merit, virtue and fortune, and creating everything from the sky!

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit stands on the south side, waving her hands again and again, holding the Immortal Trapping Sword—cutting down infinite vitality, trapping the ground to support all living beings!

As soon as the four swords are released, the evil spirit of the sky soars into the sky!

The sun star was eclipsed, the lunar star was hidden in the dark clouds in the sky, the stars fell one by one, and there was endless killing in the void.

The nine filthy springs trembled together, and huge waves rose up in the Nether Blood Sea!

The Heavenly Court array started up layer by layer, and the ancient pilgrimage road was full of light everywhere.

"Please map!"

Taoist Duobao shouted loudly, his voice was no longer lazy, it was completely cold.

A broken formation map fell from the clouds, Zhu Xian's four swords trembled in unison, and the killing spirit turned into a white mist that filled the sky, swallowing all the immortals directly!

Even if this formation didn't target the Jiejiao Immortals, the Jiejiao Immortals' hands and feet were cold, and their immortal souls trembled slightly!

Whenever the immortals of Chanjiao were infected with this white mist, those with lower mana burst out bloodshot all over their bodies and died immediately;

"Go!"

Guangchengzi went and came back again, Fan Tianyin held a sacrifice, and slammed Taoist Duobao hard.

Taoist Duobao sighed softly, and many spirit treasures around him rushed forward, blocking Fan Tianyin.

Afterwards, Taoist Duobao raised the Immortal Execution Sword, and the light of the sword flew up to 13,000 feet, and mercilessly chopped down at Guang Chengzi!

Almost at the same time, several holy mothers held their swords to attack, and the sword light slashed towards the immortals from far and near!

Guang Chengzi was seriously injured, blood spilled into the sky.

It was only for a short moment, even though all the masters of Chanjiao retreated with all their strength, they were still affected by the sword...

Manjusri's sword was broken, fearing that his grandson would be seriously injured, Qingxu Daodezhenjun's left arm was cut off, Daoist Taiyi had a terrible wound on his chest, Taoist Huanglong lost a strand of long hair, Yun Zhongzi's precious flower basket was cut off directly...

It's just four swords, teaching and destroying twenty-six immortals...

With a long howl, Yang Jian's figure swept across the sky, spewing out a series of gun shadows and smashing towards the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"Let's go! I'm here to break the queen!"

Daoist Taiyi who had retreated hundreds of feet hastily shouted: "Yang Jian, don't go!"

"Uncle, you go first! I can carry him a few swords!" Yang Jian turned his head and roared back. This was not done by a reckless man, nor was he deliberately trying to be brave, but...

The Holy Mother of Jinling scolded angrily: "I will kill this son today!"

"Good," Taoist Duobao raised the Immortal Execution Sword again, and the other three swords turned into three beams of sword light and merged into the Immortal Execution Sword, and an extremely powerful aura gushed out from the Immortal Execution Sword.

A shattered sword with cracks all over appeared, it was more than 30,000 feet high, and it slammed down on Yang Jian!

The clouds are broken!

The sword light is condensed but does not flash, and the cold killing air seems to be able to freeze the world!

At this moment, Yin and Yang appeared behind Yang Jian, turning into black and white Pisces, firmly covering Yang Jian's figure who was charging forward with a gun.

The innate treasure Tai Chi diagram appeared out of thin air behind Yang Jian, protecting him firmly!

This is Yang Jian's confidence!