The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The shout outside caused Yang Jian to frown; he was used to hearing people whispering in his ear how much the Jade Emperor valued him, but he didn't expect it to be like this...

This is really ironic.

Fortunately, he never felt that he could rely on the Jade Emperor, his uncle, and the previous gesture was just to delay a little time.

Looking at it now, four hours is really terrible.

"Senior brother, what should we do?"

"This group of people outside are really sent by the heaven? Why do they want to destroy us Qingfenglan! Why do they want to destroy our Dao Cheng?"

A middle-aged Taoist raised his head and sighed, and was speechless for a long time. This person had the highest cultivation level in Qingfenglan Sect. He had reached the peak of Daluo, and had faintly glimpsed the threshold of the quasi-sacred realm. He was considered a person with the highest qualifications among human monks.

The head of the sect said in a deep voice: "We have seen all kinds of battles before. I am afraid that the Jade Emperor will not only destroy our sect. At this time, if we can form an alliance with several other sects that have good friends and fight against the Heavenly Court, maybe things will turn around."

"Alliance?" Lu Chunyang said from the side, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he seemed to be haggard for a while.

Lu Chunyang said in a low voice: "If the Jade Emperor wants to make a move, he must have a perfect plan."

He Mudan suddenly knelt down to Yang Jian, and shouted: "Please save Chunyang, Zhenjun! Only Zhenjun can save him!"

"Why do you need to be so polite?" Yang Jian raised his hand to help He Mudan up quickly, and said dumbfoundedly: "Why did I come here in such a hurry?"

Lu Chunyang pulled out the long sword on his back at the side, "I can't trouble others anymore, if this matter started because of me, it should end because of me."

"Don't worry!" Yang Jian pressed Lu Chunyang's shoulders, "It's not the end of the mountain yet, since I'm here, I will definitely protect you."

A Taoist at the side shouted: "Brother Lu, the Jade Emperor is going to attack the immortal sects of Central Shenzhou! What does my life and death, Qingfenglan, have to do with Brother Lu?"

"good!"

All the immortals in Qingfenglan said this, which made the guilt and determination in Lu Chunyang's eyes even more.

In the past, Qingfenglan was besieged by evil spirits, and Lu Chunyang led the crowd to rescue Qingfenglan's disciples;

Today, before the sky turned upside down, these Qingfenglan immortals did not hug Yang Jian's thigh tightly, but instead let him protect Lu Chunyang and go first...

Because they want to show their faces, know what kindness is, and who is an enemy.

Outside the mountain protection formation, hundreds of immortals lined up again. Although Yang Jian's eyes were calm and he looked calm, he was more anxious than the people present.

This incarnation of him can't fight for a long time, he must use strategy and try his best to delay the arrival of his real body...

It seems that another wave of Chaotian Pavilion masters came outside, with the breath of more than a dozen Da Luo Jinxians, and the coercion of a quasi-sage master suppressed them.

But these people were a little hesitant, and they didn't dare to act rashly there.

I heard an old man's voice from the sky: "Why don't you attack the mountain?"

Another quasi-sacred aura fell from the sky, which shocked all the immortals in the mountain guard formation.

Just Qingfenglan, who is not considered a large sect, actually has two quasi-sage masters taking care of him? When did the Heavenly Court win over so many masters?

Then I heard another quasi-sage yell loudly on purpose: "Reporting to the Elder, Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian has just entered this mountain, and I dare not offend Zhenjun."

There is actually an intrigue in it...

"Zhenjun Erlang?" The quasi-sage later froze and said with a frown, "You read that right, it's really Zhenjun Erlang?"

Another quasi-sage was a middle-aged Taoist nun with a wry smile on his face at this time: "All my deacons have said so, so it is not wrong. What's more, Yang Jian and Lu Chunyang have a close personal relationship, so it is not uncommon to come to the rescue. Elder Yang, I have already reported this to the commander, why don't we wait..."

"Don't wait! If you escape from them, will you bear the responsibility?"

This Elder Yang summoned a wave of mana around his body, "Quickly break through the Qingfenglan formation! As long as you kill the reincarnation of the Eastern Prince, it will be a great achievement!"

"this……"

"Hmph! Why do you take on the big responsibility with fear of the head and the tail! The pavilion master personally passed the order to me, how can you allow you to delay so much! All departments obey orders!"

The members of the Chaotian Pavilion in the battle formation looked at each other in blank dismay.

The middle-aged nun frowned and said: "Elder Yang, if the leader blames me, don't blame the poor Taoist for not thinking of our friendship, and will report all the matter."

"Fast attack! I can deal with Yang Jian myself!"

Elder Yang sneered, and casually shot a beam of light at Qingfenglan's mountain guard formation; the middle-aged Taoist nun made a gesture, and the combat power belonging to Chaotian Pavilion here was slowly suppressed.

Naturally, they couldn't hide the fact from the few people with higher cultivation in the mountain protection formation.

Obviously, someone in the Chaotian Pavilion wanted to get rid of Qingfenglan, the fairy sect, and the Jade Emperor probably gave the order to kill the reincarnation of the Eastern Prince.

This makes sense and can be explained.

Yang Jian looked at the immortals of Qingfenglan and asked, "Do you have any personal grievances with this Elder Yang?"

"I've never seen this person before..."

The head of Qingfenglan bowed his hands to Yang Jian, and with a confident smile, he said: "Zhenjun, Qingfenglan has a large array of guards, so there is no worry for the time being. Why don't Zhenjun protect Brother Lu and go back to Meishan first."

"I can't go," Lu Chunyang sighed softly, looking at the sword in his hand, "This is the end, we can only fight with them to find a chance."

"Brother Lu..." Qingfenglan's head paused for a moment, chuckled twice, and shook his sleeves, "Forget it! If someone wants to destroy my mountain gate, I will definitely let them have no place to die!"

"Brother Sect Leader, let's not wait for them to attack the formation, otherwise the formation is breached, how will the disciples deal with themselves?"

"Yes, let's kill it!"

"Hahaha! Pindao really wants to kill today!"

"Everyone...everyone!"

Yang Jian's voice became louder, and the Qingfenglan immortals who were excitedly shut up immediately, and all of them looked at Yang Jian's figure.

"I have my own way to solve today's situation, but I need everyone to listen to my words."

"True Monarch, please tell me," Qingfenglan's sect head bowed to Yang Jian, "If Qingfenglan's sect has a glimmer of life today, I would like to encourage Zhenjun!"

Yang Jian said: "Well, you stay here and hide the disciples who are below the realm of celestial beings underground. You only need to delay for half a day, and today's crisis will be resolved."

A fairy asked bluntly: "But there are Taoist masters coming to help?"

Yang Jian took out several spirit treasures, a sword in his left hand and a spear in his right hand.

The three-pointed and two-edged gun is on the main body, and the avatar can only make do with it.

"It's nothing, it's just that my real body will return to this place later, and what's here is just my incarnation."

Yang Jian smiled calmly, clouds formed under his feet, and his figure slowly swept up into the sky.

"I'll go with you!" Lu Chunyang was about to jump up, but Yang Jian slapped him down on the ground.

"Master He, take good care of Brother Lu, I'll scare them. Don't worry, Brother Lu, even this avatar is not their enemy."

This tone was somewhat arrogant, but none of the immortals present could refute it.

He Mudan hurried forward, hugged Lu Chunyang's arm tightly with both hands, and watched Yang Jian rise to the front of the mountain protection formation together with other immortals.

Just as the head of Qingfenglan was about to open the formation, Yang Jian's figure had already stepped out of the formation without hindrance.

Holding the long spear in his right hand, the tip of the spear pointed forward obliquely, and the long sword in his left hand, the light of the sword was slightly cold.

The members of the Chaotian Pavilion, who were about to attack the formation outside, retreated again. This was not ordered by someone, but because they saw Yang Jian and retreated together.

The immortals inside knew that this was Yang Jian's incarnation, but the group outside didn't know it at all; and Yang Jian would take the initiative to speak out, but it was just to make Lu Chunyang feel at ease.

If Lu Chunyang felt that he was a drag and a burden, with his righteous temper, coupled with the desperation when he suddenly heard that the Jade Emperor wanted to kill him, maybe he would really wipe his neck with a sword...

Everyone in the Chaotian Pavilion only said that their future commander had appeared, and this commander, in addition to his profound background, was also the "God of War" who defeated the ruthless Kong Xuan with his own strength.

Going forward alone, who dares to commit crimes?

Going alone, who can stop it?

The middle-aged Taoist made a bow to Yang Jian and said, "True Monarch, please don't make it difficult for me to wait."

Yang Jian didn't say a word, his eyes passed through the Chaotian Pavilion battle formation, and fell on the Elder Yang standing high in the sky.

Constantly calculating in his mind, Yang Jian's knuckles were turning white while holding the spear.

Heaven and earth escape method!

There was a sudden turbulence in the universe here, and Yang Jian's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye in front of the immortals in Chaotian Pavilion, and appeared above the sky thousands of miles away!

The spear smashed hard, the sword radiated light, and all the perceptions of observing the way of a saint were fully displayed by Yang Jian at this moment!

Elder Yang stared at him. He also wandered on the edge of life and death countless times before he got the Dao Fruit today. The means of fighting skills are not inferior at all-this is also the source of his arrogance when he knew that Yang Jian was here, but he still dared to order the attack on the mountain.

But when Yang Jian suddenly appeared tens of feet away in front of him, rushing towards him fiercely, there was only one countermeasure in his mind!

escape!

This Elder Yang pulled back and was about to retreat, suddenly felt that his movements were three points slower than usual, and even his soul was bound by some inexplicable killing intent!

The majestic quasi-sage master, facing Yang Jian's powerful blow, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Yang Jian!"

Although the quasi-sage is a quasi-sage, his supernatural powers are not very great, but he has a realm of cultivation.

In comparison, the quasi-sages of the three religions of Taoism can be called great supernatural powers. They have been taught by saints, and their supernatural powers are not comparable to these quasi-sages who practice on their own.

In Yang Jian's opinion, Elder Yang's strength can also be compared with Chang Er Ding Guangxian's dead rabbit.

A long spear was like a dragon, and then the sword light lined up, flashing across the sky in a blink of an eye.

Elder Yang used all means, but he couldn't hold back Yang Jian's desperate all-out bombardment!

Seeing that Yang Jian and Elder Yang were about to collide face-to-face, the shadow of Xuangang guns burst out all over the sky. The dozens of magic talisman formations arranged by Elder Yang were directly torn to pieces, and more than a dozen treasures sacrificed were thrown around.

With blood splashing, Yang Jian's figure brushed past the Elder Yang, and the sword in his hand drew a sharp trace, beheading a head.

Destroyed Ni Gongwan, sealed the soul of this person, Yang Jian casually trapped the soul of this person in the 'birdcage' made by Xuangang, and then carried the birdcage towards Qingfenglan mountain protection formation.

just like...

After doing a simple thing like hunting a bird, his complexion was not disturbed, and his breath was not disturbed at all.

The members of the Chaotian Pavilion fled in all directions, watching Yang Jian's whereabouts from afar.

A gap was opened in the mountain guard formation, and Yang Jian walked in without saying a word, but it was enough to make the Chaotian Pavilion here dare not act rashly.

The middle-aged Taoist smirked, sighed softly, and fired several jade charms in her hand...