The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

No matter how the Chanjiao immortals could not let Yang Jian go into battle like this, Guang Chengzi immediately asked Master Yuding to guard Yang Jian here, and ordered the Chanjiao immortals to break into the battle separately.

A great battle erupted at the outermost periphery of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation. Immortals fought, the earth shook, the vitality kept boiling, and the immortal light kept shaking.

Yang Jian concentrated on fighting against the power of the six soul banners, but he kept struggling in his heart, as if he had become a deserter, and his heart was not at ease.

"It's okay, I teach the dominant."

Master Yuding said something next to his ear, and Yang Jian's mind relaxed for the most part, the power of the primordial spirit was revived one after another, and the dizziness and pain disappeared quickly.

This is already the fourteenth attack by the Liushen Banner, and the pain is far from comparable to the first time.

Even if Yang Jian could grit his teeth and stand firm, with the mysterious and unpredictable little cauldron protecting Yuanshen, after going through this for a while, he still sat in front of the battle, sweating profusely, as if he had been pulled out of most of his strength.

Opening his eyes, the light in front of him was a little distorted. Yang Jian thought it was something wrong with his eyes, but he immediately noticed the abnormality of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation.

The outer light wall is constantly distorted, like a canvas being grabbed by someone, and the corners are rapidly collapsing.

"Master, I'm fine."

"Let's join the battle together," Master Yuding's voice was still gentle and calm, "Speaking of which, you and I, master and apprentice, have never fought with others like this before."

Yang Jian laughed, evaporated the sweat off his body, and honestly put on Aoxuehan, "Master always helps me deal with the aftermath."

"As a teacher, I actually don't like to fight with others," Master Yuding looked at the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation in front of him. With his cultivation, he could see that there were continuous battles in it, with silhouettes crossing one after another, and a famous immortal died.

Names and taboos kept popping up in Yang Jian's mind, which meant that there were god generals on the list of gods.

"Although the world is big, there are only these lucks. Although I don't want to fight, I have to fight."

After Master Yuding finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a magnificent wave swung forward, directly shattering the outer wall of the formation that was about to be broken.

Then, with his left hand behind his back, his right hand held the sword fingers together, and the fingertips had a faint light that condensed into a sword shape.

Taking a step forward, Master Yuding appeared at the place where Jiejiao Immortals gathered, and then raised the sword in his hand, and threw dozens of heads directly.

Yang Jian looked a little dazed, Master refused to let him fight the Jiejiao Immortal, but he himself went straight to kill, this is really...

"Where is the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit!"

With a long roar, Yang Jian raised his gun and rushed into the formation of ten thousand immortals.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, who was fighting with Guang Chengzi, turned around when she heard the sound, but Guang Chengzi did not chase after him, but pulled back, allowing the Holy Mother of the Golden Ling to rush to fight Yang Jian.

When old enemies meet, they are naturally extremely jealous.

The first battle between Yang Jian and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit began under Qishan Mountain. The Holy Mother of the Golden Ling and Wuyun Daxian teamed up with Zhao Gongming to plot Yang Jian, and wanted to get rid of Yang Jian before the Great Tribulation of the Gods was fully opened.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian's Xuangong had just completed, and his physical body was not bad. It really made the Holy Mother of Jinling suffer a dark loss, and his reputation was greatly reduced.

Since then, Yang Jian was annoyed that the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit treated him viciously, and regarded him as an enemy. He fought and collided again and again, but he was still unable to tell the winner.

Today, Yang Jian's condition is not perfect. The disturbance of the six soul banners made him in a slightly poor condition at this time, and he felt a little powerless in his movements.

But this didn't make Yang Jian have any intention of retreating without fighting. Instead, it made him concentrate on coping, constantly reminding himself that he was not in good condition, that he was playing well, but he was hiding murderous intentions.

In the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation of the Two Religions Conference, there is no name left in the formation.

Poor ten thousand years of practice, the dry crow crowed through the nether world.

Ordinary people who live old, sick and die can go into reincarnation for another life, but if monks lose in the battle of martial arts, most of them die because of their bodies, dao disappear, and their souls fly away.

Only a small part of the immortals in today's battle can be included in the list of gods, and the others who died in the battle are all worse than ordinary people.

Yang Jian and the Virgin of the Golden Spirit fought against each other, and the two fought back and forth, just like two flags.

Around the place where they fought, all the great powers showed their supernatural powers, and the gods and gods everywhere wanted to compete for supremacy.

Look at that Guang Chengzi, relying on the power of Fantian Seal, killed in and out among the immortals of Jiejiao. When the Fantian Seal fell, there were very few people who resisted and survived.

Immortal Yuding needn't mention it, Jiejiao Immortal is hard to beat him, he walks around the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation with his sword fingers, and occasionally goes to the back of the formation for a half-circle, Jiejiao Immortal sees this and hides, and even breaks through several small formations without attacking.

The other twelve golden immortals were blocked by the masters of interception, and they really didn't have the 'magnificence' like Guang Chengzi and Yuding Master.

It's a pity that Daoist Duobao fell into the Zhuxian sword formation and was captured alive by Lao Tzu; Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming had already entered the list of gods and could not come out to meet the enemy.

Otherwise, in today's Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, it is really uncertain who will win and who will lose.

Daoist Ran Deng fought with Wu Yunxian. The Wuyun Daoist, who usually never kills and ruthlessly kills the immortals of the teachings, also launched a murderous plan today.

This battle was a matter of life and death for the sect, and Immortal Wuyun had no choice but to be ruthless.

But Taoist Burning Lamp is also in a different situation than he was before. A blue lantern shines alone, and the blue haze is faint for thousands of years. It seems that he is at a disadvantage, but he has no worries.

Daoist Lu Ya, who came to help out "regardless of past suspicions", had already beheaded more than a dozen Jiejiao immortals with great supernatural powers with a flying saber. He only found some "hard ideas" Jiejiao immortals to attack, as if he was afraid that these masters would be missed by the list of gods.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, Taoist Huanglong was the most embarrassed one.

Taoist Huanglong was dealing with Yuan Hong who was wounded and fled by Yang Jian that day; this Yuan Hong possessed eight or nine profound arts, although far inferior to Yang Jian, he was still quite difficult.

It just so happened that Huanglong didn't have any sharp weapons, not even half a weapon in his hand, so he could only be chased and beaten by Yuan Hong.

But Huanglong's 'Luck Way' is quite mysterious. Although Yuan Hong has the upper hand, he can't hit Huanglong's vitals at all.

Although Huang Long's mana was mighty, Yuan Hong's magical powers hit Yuan Hong without pain or itching.

Seeing this scene from the corner of his eyes, Yang Jian could only pray for the uncle in his heart, and then concentrate on dealing with the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

At this time, when he fought against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit again, Yang Jian was far from the embarrassment he had just left the customs that day, and he would not only be beaten but unable to fight back.

On the contrary, as the battle continued to stimulate Yang Jian's mysterious body and the power of the primordial spirit slowly recovered, Yang Jian's offensive became more and more fierce, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit even fell into a somewhat disadvantaged position.

It has to be said that Yang Jian's combat power entered the country too quickly.

In the battle between the monks, there was no shouting or much blood, but the shouting and cursing were not heard.

Many of the dignified and well-behaved masters on weekdays couldn't help yelling, one said 'not a son of man', the other called 'despicable and shameless', if they can distract the enemy's mind with words, it can hardly be regarded as a tactic.

Compared with the second-generation disciples of Chanjiao, the third-generation disciples such as Nezha and Lei Zhenzi can be regarded as shining.

At the very least, in the confrontation between the three generations of disciples, the few of them swept all the way, and they really played an invincible demeanor.

Nezha, Wei Hu, Lei Zhenzi, Huang Tianhua, and Mu Zha, these five people take care of each other and keep sending voice reminders to each other, while the weaker Huang Tianhua is taken care of by Nezha and Lei Zhenzi.

Advance all the way, invincible.

It wasn't until a long-established master of Jujiao blocked them that the momentum of the five of them was knocked down, and the two sides continued to fight.

Outside the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, three figures mixed with the iron cavalry group, and were supported by many dragon masters, watching the broken outer layer of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation.

Ao Xinke is naturally here, but Princess Longji has not entered the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, and the one left is naturally Xiao Lan.

She is too weak to be considered cannon fodder.

"There are so many masters from the Daoist sect fighting, and I don't know who will get the better of them in the end," Xiao Lan said in a low voice, his eyes full of emotion.

Although this kind of scene is not as spectacular as the battle of millions of monks that often happens in the Three Thousand Worlds, the power and power in it is something that Xiao Lan has never seen in his life.

On the side, Long Ji said softly: "My sister-in-law is the Wanzhi Princess of the Dragon Clan. She must have the ability to know everything. I want to ask you something."

"Cousin said yes," Ao Xinke greeted with a smile, not wanting to lose Yang Jian's face in every way.

Long Ji asked in a low voice: "I heard there was a rumor in the Heavenly Court that it was about the general trend of the heaven and the earth, 'If it is full, it will be disaster, if it is empty, it will be safe', what exactly does this horoscope refer to?"

Ao Xinke glanced at Long Ji, with a little surprise in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Such words are really rare in the prehistoric world today. This should be a language passed down in ancient times. It is hard to know who said it, and what it refers to is unclear."

"Huh?" Long Ji nodded lightly when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "I'll just make a random guess, can my sister-in-law listen to me?"

"My cousin said so."

"Since the birth of heaven and earth, the way of heaven has brewed countless catastrophes, and the most influential ones are nothing more than two, the first catastrophe of the dragon and the phoenix, and the battle between the lich."

Ao Xinke nodded slightly to express her approval.

Long Ji said again: "Looking at these two catastrophes, the battle between the dragon and the phoenix started for some reason, and the war between the lich and the demon was obviously manipulated by someone from behind."

"Before the two catastrophes, Honghuang ushered in a rare grand scene. There are countless golden immortals in the world, but they all died as the catastrophe ended."

"This should be the third time... When the Dao Sect reached its peak, the Heavenly Dao attacked the Dao Sect and caused such a catastrophe, killing and injuring some immortals from the two sects."

"Such a variety of things, don't they all answer those eight characters?"

Ao Xinke pursed her lips, and just sighed softly, "I don't know what my cousin said, and I dare not speak nonsense."

Long Ji seemed to have got the answer, sitting on the horseback and thinking quietly.

Xiao Lan on the side blinked, looking at the two women in battle armor, she suddenly felt that her style was a little low, and she couldn't intervene in these words at all.

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise ahead, and gusts of wind raged between the sky and the earth.

Xiao Lan worried, and quickly looked forward, only to see that the outermost layer of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was collapsing across the board, the Jiejiao immortals on the outer periphery were dead and wounded, and another group of Jiejiao immortals rushed out from the inner formation to continue the battle.

The first layer of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was broken so easily.

But the Xianjiao immortals were also damaged, half of the immortals had run out of mana, Guang Chengzi ordered to retreat, and the stream of light swayed towards the west.

The first battle ended like this.