The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"When I left Honghuang, it was in ancient times. I didn't want to see the human race being bullied by the monster race, so I timidly hid."

There was a hint of memory in the old shopkeeper's eyes, but it quickly faded away.

The old man continued: "At that time, the four major spiritual worlds had just taken shape, and they were all chaotic creatures who wanted to storm Xuandu City but failed miserably; these remnants and defeated generals gradually gathered together, but the Taoist forces in Xuandu City never stepped out of Xuandu City."

"Over time, an unknown number of monks have gradually gathered in the Four Spirit Realm. From time to time, a whole family of the Chaos Spirit Race has merged into this place. In this corner of the Chaos Sea, it has gradually become a hot topic."

"Originally, Primordial Cultivators could enter the outskirts of Xuandu City to hunt for treasures. Sigh..."

"However, in the last few yuanhuis, the Chaos Spirit Clan of the Four Spirit Realm has colluded with the Primordial Cultivator, intending to attack the Xuandu City with internal and external cooperation, so Xuandu was completely blocked by the Taoist sect."

"Floor monks are also not allowed to enter."

Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other, and Ao Xinke was naturally worried.

Master Xuandu really found a 'place of long battle' for Yang Jian. Looking at the posture of the Four Spirit Realm, he obviously didn't want to give Yang Jian a chance to be lazy.

Of course, whether or not to guard the gate depends entirely on whether Yang Jian can find the remaining twelve Dinghai Shenzhu.

The old man let out a long sigh, and said in a low voice: "People guarding the Taoist gates of Xuandu City usually don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, so it's okay for you to run into a wall by yourself."

Yang Jian asked: "Recently, the Four Spirit Realms have aggressively attacked Xuandu City?"

"That's right, the masters from the four spirit worlds came out together. It seems that a big man in Xuandu City has left the city, and they are giving it another go."

Yang Jian murmured for a while, "Senior, how much are these four great masters of the spirit world?"

"There are many big Luos, and there are many who obey the orders of the four spirit masters." The old man saw Yang Jian frowning and thinking, and said that Yang Jian was shocked by the gathering of big Luo Jinxians here, and chuckled twice.

The old man smiled and said: "Chaos is endless, but most of the creatures living in chaos have innate supernatural powers. If there are ten thousand chaotic spirit races, the number of Da Luo Jinxians is at least tens of thousands. These are all things to say, but in terms of the whole chaos, this number will be multiplied several times or hundreds of times."

"Therefore, there are at least thousands of Da Luo Jinxians in the Four Spirit Realm who obey the orders of the Four Spirit Lords."

thousands of...

Are there such a number of Daluo Jinxians in Central China?

There should be three thousand worlds, even far more than this, and the real deterrent force of the prehistoric world is actually the great power that also tends to 'cluster together'.

What's more, in this era, the only saints are the six saints of the prehistoric.

The old shopkeeper sighed a few times, and said again: "The Chaos Spirit Race has a big advantage over our prehistoric cultivators, that is, they don't have to wait for the Da Luo realm, and the gods and real immortals can survive in the chaos. Da Luo is actually a combat power that the Four Spirit Lords have to pay attention to."

Yang Jian asked: "How much will the Four Spirit Lords raise their troops this time, can seniors know?"

"Do you think that you are a monk of the Great Desolation, and you should help Xuandu?" The old shopkeeper said in a low voice with a solemn face, "Young man, you must never have such thoughts, this is a life-threatening event!"

Yang Jian also nodded slowly with a serious face, "It is true that I have some ideas, but seniors don't have to worry, I am very sorry for my life."

The old shopkeeper took a few more glances at Yang Jian, finally sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "In order to dispel your thoughts, I will tell you all the details of the four spirit worlds that I know."

"Thank you, senior!" Yang Jian was shocked, and took out the third bottle of elixir from his sleeve.

And this bottle of elixir is the Peiyuan Guben elixir refined by the real Yuding, which can just cure the hidden disease in the body of the old man in front of him.

Yang Jian thinks this thank you gift is worth a lot.

In the world of the four spirits outside Xuandu City, Hei Yuwu is the master of the four spirits.

There are more than 20 powerful chaotic spirit clans in the four spirit worlds alone, and there are more than 20 quasi-sage masters in total, and the monks of the prehistoric world are now standing on the same footing as the four spirit worlds.

Even now, there are already more than a dozen prehistoric powers who have become the guest ministers of the four spirit worlds, advising the four spirit masters and conquering the city of Xuandu.

Yang Jian didn't feel too angry when he heard about this, and he didn't even feel any fluctuations in his heart.

Xuandu City was not built by Taoism, and Taoism just occupied Xuandu City. All forces covet Xuandu City and want to fight for it. There is no right or wrong.

It's just a different position.

In fact, judging from a certain point of view, such a domineering behavior of the Taoist sect is somewhat 'overbearing'.

But Yang Jian, as a member of the Taoist sect, naturally wants to think about the Taoist sect; he has already begun to think about whether he wants to do something in the four spirit world, come to encircle Wei and save Zhao, and give Master Xuandu a generous gift.

But Yang Jian's spiritual sense scanned the more than a dozen fairy islands in the foggy spirit world, and found that, as the old shopkeeper said, most of them were people from the Chaos Spirit Race, and they were all old and weak women and children, and there were even many Chaos Spirit Race creatures with weak spiritual abilities.

It would be fine if they were only similar in shape and appearance to the human race. The problem is that Yang Jian didn't see much difference from the prehistoric human race in these chaotic creatures.

The same struggle, the same pursuit of the Tao, the same survival.

"Husband, can you bear it?"

"It's not unbearable, we are just spectators at this time," Yang Jian looked away from a girl of a foreign race who was meditating by the roadside, with his hands behind his back, looking at the road ahead, just about to take Ao Xinke to Xuandu City to help out, but suddenly heard a bell ringing in front of him.

when--

With the ringing of the bell, the fairy island on the edge suddenly became lively, and figures flew into the sky, standing densely on more than ten floors.

Ao Xinke blinked, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with them, let's join in the fun." Yang Jian said with a smile, and pulled Ao Xinke into the air.

As soon as he stood still in the corner, Yang Jian "accidentally noticed a few wisps of demonic energy in the air, followed the demonic energy, and immediately saw more than a dozen demon clan Da Luo gathered there, each of them was talking about something.

"Xinke, look over there."

"Demon?"

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, and seemed to have some ideas in his mind.

when! when! when!

The bell rang again, and it struck three times in a hurry. The large formations in the fog spirit world emitted faint light spots, and these light spots quickly converged, forming a hundred-foot-tall figure above more than a dozen fairy islands.

Ao Xinke couldn't help but sigh softly: "What a beautiful woman, this is actually a chaotic alien..."

Yang Jian coughed, is it more appropriate for him to say this...

This one-hundred-foot-tall figure is a slender figure of an alien woman, with two pairs of thin transparent wings on her back, emitting colorful rays of light.

Her long blue hair is slightly curly, and her skin is like white jade, exuding a seductive luster.

Her face has a charm different from that of a prehistoric human woman. Compared with Ao Xinke, this foreign woman has a smaller forehead, slightly sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, slightly thinner lips, and small and lovely ears...

Although he is a foreign race, anyone who looks at him as a human race, this is a stunning beauty.

Even the perfection of the Taoist body of this alien woman is still above that of the human race.

When the bell stopped, she spoke softly, speaking words that Yang Jian could not understand, but her tone was gentle, with a kind of magic power that made people willingly bow before her jade feet.

Ao Xinke said: "Husband, she is the Wuling Lord."

Yang Jian nodded, looked at the tulle skirt that only covered the key parts of the Wuling Lord, and said with a smile: "It's really looking at flowers in the fog, not generous at all."

"Husband actually likes to dress up like this," Ao Xinke sneezed, "I'll make some clothes like this someday."

Yang Jian held her slender hand with a smile, and sighed: "We have to find a way to know what she said."

"cough!"

Suddenly there was a dry cough behind him, and Yang Jian turned his head to look, the place was crowded with people, and he didn't notice when there was a chaotic alien like a cow demon standing behind him.

The bull demon squeezed an ugly smile: "The two are human monks who came out of the wild?"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "No one can hide my heel."

"My lord was joking, the difference between the prehistoric race and the spirit race is too obvious," the bull demon pointed to his chest, Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and he saw a fingernail-sized stone on the bull demon's chest.

That is the foundation of the spirit clan's practice, and it has almost the same function as the stone in the body of the chaotic beast.

"My lords, please use this talisman, as long as you wear it on your body, you can talk with us without hindrance."

Yang Jian reached out to take the talisman from the man, and handed it to Ao Xinke; the latter inspected it carefully before handing a talisman to Yang Jian.

The two activated the talisman, and the gentle female voice lingering in their ears suddenly understood what they were saying.

It turned out to be recruiting troops.

The dawn of Xuandu City has already been breached, but the army of the Spirit Race has suffered a huge loss, and some soldiers from various races are needed to form reinforcements.

Moreover, the projection of the Mist Spirit Lord also promised many benefits, intending to let the prehistoric monks from the Mist Spirit Realm go to help the Four Spirit Realms, and share the legacy of Xuandu City...

Ao Xinke said: "The talisman method of the spirit clan is not without merit."

"This is what was left by a great power a long time ago, and it was not created by our spirit race." The bull demon replied with a smile, and continued, "More than that, in fact, many spirit races were only enlightened by the power of the great wilderness, and gradually grew..."

The bull demons of the alien race are very talkative. According to the bull demons, it is the great powers of the wild who taught them how to dress, and even many great powers left a legacy for the spirit race...

Then the foreign race looked at the two of them, and said respectfully: "To be honest, I am a small official under the Lord Spirit Lord, and I want to invite the two of you into the army. The strength of the two Daluo realms will surely make great achievements in this battle. When the city of Xuandu is destroyed, they will naturally be able to share many treasures."

Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other, both of them were very calm, and they both made a somewhat strange expression.

The bull demon saw the expressions of the two of them, and continued to bewitch: "And this time is different, the big formation in Xuandu City can't last long, and it will definitely succeed!"

Can't last long?

Yang Jian also frowned secretly in his heart, but his eagerness to try became stronger and stronger.

"Husband," Ao Xinke hesitated, "after all, he is from the Spirit Race..."

"Actually, the Spirit Race is no different from us, they are all monks." Yang Jian pondered a few times, looked up at the projection of the Mist Spirit Lord, "Let's go to help out!"

The bull demon was overjoyed, bowed and said: "Please, two adults, there are already a dozen adults waiting over there."

What he was referring to was the direction of the dozen or so monster clan Da Luo.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, he was a little uncertain whether these demon clan big Luos came out of the prehistoric era long ago, or just came out of the prehistoric area in recent years, he is too famous in the prehistoric area, maybe...

However, the dozen or so monster races just glanced at them, a few of them snorted coldly, and two of them even had a little undisguised killing intent in their eyes.

Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other, as if they saw the smiles in each other's hearts.

These days, it is really rare to see such simple creatures who work so hard to invite the two evil spirits home...

It's a good thing that he can still cultivate to the Golden Immortal Realm in the chaos...

The bull demon of the alien race bowed and said: "Everyone wait a moment, I'm going to recruit Zhan Zhou."

After saying that, he flew away happily, this time he really made a great contribution, and even directly invited sixteen prehistoric masters!

With such credit, I guess I have the opportunity to meet Lord Spirit Master!

In the distance, the bull demon of the alien race jumped hundreds of feet high, and his Taoist heart was quite excited.