The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The Zhuxian Sword Formation exudes sword energy that can tear Dao Ze apart, almost filling the entire area covered by the chaotic bell, but cleverly avoids the black and white double shadows of Xuandu.

The few figures that keep appearing, but a glimpse of it can make the human heart tremble, and it can't be recovered for a long time.

Although Master Yuding told Yang Jian not to watch it too much, but such an epic battle is just around the corner, how could Yang Jian hold back from watching it?

He didn't want to learn anything, but simply wanted to broaden his horizons, so that he would not become arrogant and sit on the sky with a little combat power.

What is the difference between the physical body and the primordial spirit?

Before today, Yang Jian might have talked about all kinds of differences, but today, he watched Sanqing and Daozu with his own eyes, no, no, it should be Qianhong Taoist, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

There may be only one way to the end of the Tao, and this is the principle that different ways lead to the same goal.

Cultivating the body to cross, and cultivating the soul to fly, are nothing more than pushing the monks to the final point, and what they are looking for is the final detachment.

Whether far or near, Yang Jian's eyes were full of divine light, and he even opened the vertical eyes on his forehead, and finally managed to keep up with the figure that kept shuttling with his eyes.

Sanqing naturally followed the method of cultivating Yuan Shen Dao by beheading three corpses to become holy, but at this time when he was fighting with Taoist Qianhong, Dao opposed and Dao Yun countered, and just like Yang Jian's body cultivation here, he used form and meaning moves to face each other.

Glittering, showing the charm of the avenue!

Daoist Yuding and Guangchengzi cooperated with the two saints, Nuwa and Zhunti, and the Taoist priest of the Western religion is not weak in mana, so he can be alone.

It's the Chaos Clock, and the three sages and a few masters maintain a trapped formation, even if it is Qianhong Taoist, it will take some trouble to leave at this time.

Yang Jian suddenly thought of something...

At this time, it is clear that Qianhong turned into Hongjun Daozu. After Pangu God created the world, he acted as an "outpost" for Pangu God's enemies, intending to destroy Pangu God's various arrangements, so that those powerful enemies can easily destroy the prehistoric world.

The six sages are all guided by the primordial purple energy and pushed forward to the realm of saints with merit. Is this also Qianhong's "conspiracy and calculation"?

From the few words of these big guys just now, Yang Jian noticed two things.

First, there are different 'categories' of saints. The weakest ones are the saints with meritorious virtues who depend on the heaven, earth and heaven where they are, just like the six saints in the prehistoric world.

Dao sage, as the name suggests, is to break through the secrets of saints by himself and step into the realm of saints. He is a real saint, who can break away from the original world without being affected by himself, and control a complete Dao Dao.

This is the "sanctification by strength" that has been circulated in the prehistoric times.

Above the great saint, there seems to be a supreme saint, which should be the realm that only the great saint can look up to, so Yang Jian didn't think much about it.

Calculated in this way, the Great God Pan Gu would at least be a Daoist sage, and maybe even the "half-step supreme" existence in Taisushi. Otherwise, how could the "they" who destroyed the Taisu world be so afraid?

Second, those powerful enemies should not have regained their vitality.

Based on the great war that year and Qianhong's various actions, it is obvious that 'they' are afraid of the prehistoric.

In other words, even if those powerful enemies came to attack, Honghuang was not without a chance of winning.

"The Great Dao Saint..."

Yang Jian couldn't help feeling a little longing in his heart, but he sighed faintly when he saw the figures fighting in chaos in the airspace ahead of him without knowing how deep it was.

What kind of luck, what kind of opportunity, or what kind of perseverance does it take to get to this point...

Inexplicably, I felt a little more longing for the remaining twelve Dinghai Shenzhu.

Only by becoming stronger can he have the qualifications to settle down in the prehistoric world!

Yang Jian originally thought that with his cultivation at this time, it was enough to protect his mother, younger sister, Xinke and other people close to him; seeing the battle between Master Sanqing and Taoist Qianhong, and seeing the pressure on the six saints, he suddenly felt a lot of crisis.

There is no guarantee that the prehistoric will survive the catastrophe in the future, and the creatures attached to the prehistoric, how can they talk about safety and security.

Xuandu, who was divided into black and white figures, had already drawn the mysterious and incomparable large formation, and the dao rhyme that was simple, dark and suffocating to Yang Jian spread loudly.

Between heaven and earth, an incomparably complicated but simple and clear word for Dao was written!

"The universe loses its true meaning, and nonsense speaks yin and yang!"

Xuandu shouted loudly, this great array of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and nine combinations of heaven and earth has been completed!

During this short formation period, Taoist Qianhong tried to kill Xuandu countless times, but was firmly resisted by Sanqing.

Holding a god-killing gun and stepping on a jade plate of good fortune, Qianhong Taoist, a Taoist sage of the great way, is outside the world, in the sea of ​​chaos, and is forced by the ancestors of the Sanqing to be unable to attack Xuandu...

Master Sanqing was quite tyrannical.

If it hadn't been 'misled' by Qianhong Taoist to achieve the position of meritorious saint, or it would take a lot of time to become a real Daoist saint.

The primordial spirit of God Pangu definitely has such aptitude and understanding.

But now, Sanqing didn't seem to stop enlightening and practicing after attaining the title of merit and virtue; today's strong posture seemed to catch Qianhong a little by surprise.

Perhaps this is where those powerful enemies are afraid of the prehistoric.

"You three, do you really think you can keep me today?"

Qianhong's voice kept echoing, and when he spoke at this time, it naturally revealed that he was afraid of such a large formation arranged by Xuandu.

"Also invite Master to join the battle!"

Xuandu shouted loudly, Sanqing and Qianhong appeared at the same time.

Qianhong was still surrounded by Sanqing, his expression didn't change at this time, and there was no abnormality, but in his hand besides the killing gun, there was another black sword glowing with mysterious light.

Sanqing also showed no abnormalities, as if such a war would not be exhausted even if it lasted for several Yuanhui.

On the other hand, the Qingping sword in Master Tongtian's hand was stained with a streak of black blood, but it was cut from nowhere.

"Xuandu, I really underestimated you," Qian Hong said coldly, without hiding the murderous intent in his eyes, "It was the biggest miscalculation of Pindao back then to ask you to protect Xuandu City."

Xuan Du smiled and said, "Isn't it because disciples are more pleasing?"

"Hmph!" Qianhong's face turned cold, and his body suddenly rose into the sky, but just as he was about to charge up, a Taiji diagram appeared strangely in front of him, and slowly spread out.

And the Chaos Bell rang softly, bursting out with patterns.

Taoist Qianhong's flying speed suddenly turned into a snail-like slow speed in an instant!

Yang Jian watched the battle from the sidelines, and at that moment, he seemed to see the interaction between the Chaos Clock and the Taiji Diagram, and it turned into a big hand, grabbing Qianhong tightly!

Qian Hong was shocked at first, but immediately counterattacked, the black sword in his hand turned into a ferocious black beast, blasting and killing the Tai Chi diagram above!

Hum——

In the blink of an eye, the Taiji Diagram was collapsed, the Chaos Clock kept trembling, and the Taoist Qianhong scolded angrily:

"A mere virtuous saint, and a mere broken magic weapon, what can I do!"

In a blink of an eye, Taoist Qianhong raised his palm and hit the Chaos Clock!

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows suddenly, smelling a little bit of conspiracy...

The ancestor of Sanqing fought with Qianhong before, the three friends had a tacit understanding, and each of them was used as a support.

But at this time, Qianhong suddenly rushed up to escape from the Chaos Bell, but Master Sanqing was not in a hurry to catch up, but just blocked it with the Tai Chi Diagram.

Sanqing painstakingly arranged today's scene, and even hooked up with countless disciples of their own, and asked the other three saints to help, how could Taoist Qianhong escape like this?

as expected!

Qian Hong slapped his palm on the wall of the Chaos Clock itself, and the Chaos Clock wobbled, almost going to break through the air.

Daozi Tianyan's face was like tinfoil, the two sages of the Western Sect and Empress Nuwa turned pale at the same time, Guangchengzi even sprayed fairy blood, and Daoist Yuding also looked quite ugly.

Seeing this, Yang Jian wanted to step forward to help, but just as he took a step, he suddenly remembered his own skills.

Maybe he can carry Qianhong's palm... right.

Of course, the premise is that he can let Qianhong slap himself...

Just watch it.

Let's see Taoist Qianhong wanted to break open the Chaos Clock, to resolve the embarrassing situation of being besieged at this time, he slapped another palm, and cracked the wall of the Chaos Clock.

Daozi Tianyan's figure was about to fall, but Master Sanqing seemed to have reacted for half a beat, and only then rushed towards Taoist Qianhong.

Taoist Qianhong turned his head and looked over, smiled coldly, the third palm had already been slapped at the Chaos Clock!

At this moment, Sanqing's figure suddenly increased to extreme speed, and three streamers rushed towards Qianhong!

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes wide to see, lest he miss any details!

The protection around the Chaos Clock seemed to have weakened, and before Qianhong's third palm was struck, the two saints of the Western Church and Empress Nuwa withdrew their mana at the same time...

Qianhong's third palm fell, and the chaotic clock was covered with cracks in an instant.

Master Sanqing was about to pounce on him, the God-killing Spear in Qianhong's left hand let out a murderous aura, and blasted on the wall of the Chaos Clock in an instant!

"puff!"

Daozi Tianyan spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body slowly fell on his back, as if he was full of unwillingness to stare at the shattering chaotic clock above...

A figure appeared from the side, but it was Yang Jian who came very quickly, and he was about to inject Xuanqi into Tianyan Daozi's body in a hurry to help him suppress the backlash of the shattered Chaos Clock.

This is the only thing Yang Jian can do.

But just as Yang Jian caught Tianyan Daozi and was about to say something to tell him to adjust his breath quickly, he suddenly saw...

That weird smile at the corner of Tianyan Daozi's mouth!

when!

When, when, when, when—

Yang Jian looked up in astonishment, but saw that outside the broken chaotic clock, one chaotic clock after another appeared, and around each chaotic clock, there were dao rules that were twisted to the point of breaking!

On the head of Taoist Qianhong, hundreds of chaotic bells suddenly appeared!

Those chaotic clocks are guided by the fragments of the chaotic clock that was shattered by Taoist Qianhong!

Yang Jian was also so shocked that he couldn't close his jaw for a while, and thousands of chaotic clocks vibrated at the same time, and the entire chaotic sea seemed to be ringing with bells!

Qianhong let out a muffled groan, and wounds appeared around his body.

Sanqing has already pounced, the timing is neither too fast nor too slow, it is extremely wonderful!

And Xuandu let out a long roar, pushing the big formation he had set up and rushing towards Qianhong with great effort!

Empress Nuwa, Daoist Yuding, the second sage of the Western Sect, and Guang Chengzi, at this time, followed the big formation arranged by Xuandu and rushed towards Taoist Qianhong like no other!

"This is the great gift I prepared for you... cough, cough cough."

Daozi Tianyan was extremely weak, but he pushed Yang Jian violently.

"Go, kill him! Use the mountain axe!"

Mountain axe?

Yang Jian's head suddenly became dizzy...