The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Three warships with the aura of beasts rushed out of the chaotic sea, stopped in the void, and looked towards the endless sky and earth in front of them.

A black shadow stood at the front of the battleship, intentionally burning black flames around him, using his own aura to intimidate those divine senses who were immediately exploring this place.

This is naturally the Black Spirit Lord.

Yang Jian was worried about the safety of the 1,800 Wu Clan children and Xiao Lan, so he specially asked her to chase after him, and today he arrived at the prehistoric place with these three warships.

Lord Hei Ling has forgotten how many years she has not seen this world, but she still remembers the time she left when she looked back at this world...

At that time, the evil spirit covered the sky and the sun, but now the evil spirit is only curling smoke, and there is a peaceful atmosphere everywhere, and countless human races can be seen everywhere in the land.

In ancient times, before the human race rose for the first time and was slaughtered by the monster race, there were constant rumors that the human race would be prosperous, replace the lich, and become the real protagonist of the prehistoric world.

It's a pity that the vast majority of human races in ancient times didn't wait until this day, and their souls were captured to refine the magical weapon against the twelve ancestor witches-the witch-killing sword.

On the edge of the sky and the earth, rows of streamers rush towards this place.

It was a group of heavenly soldiers and generals stationed here, headed by several heavenly court priests; as soon as these three warships appeared here, they immediately responded and rushed into the void, forming a 'wall' ten miles away.

Lord Hei Ling nodded secretly, but felt that the Human Race Heaven was not bad at this time, at least he did not slack off because of the great prosperity of the Human Race.

——In her opinion, the Heavenly Court is in charge of the human race at this time, and there are very few prehistoric monks talking about the Three Realms in front of her, and she is rarely interested in inquiring about it.

To the human race, the Black Spirit Lord is still polite.

Hundreds of Chaos Spirit Clan flew out of the battleship, and their appearances were naturally a nest of monsters, ghosts, and snake gods, but their breaths were released. The six quasi-sages, hundreds of Daluo, and hundreds of golden immortals really made the heavenly soldiers battle formation ten miles away tremble.

This group of heavenly soldiers and generals immediately retreated a hundred miles, and several heavenly court priests immediately issued amulets to ask for help.

"Master," a quasi-sacred spirit clan who had followed the Lord of the Black Spirit for many years stepped forward and respectfully said to the Lord of the Black Spirit, "Should we inform that lord that we have arrived?"

"Go ahead," Hei Ling said, "If those human races stop you, I'll just explain to them that we are Yang Jian's subordinates."

"But master, what if they are hostile to us?"

Lord Hei Ling said impatiently: "Go ahead and say it, if they stop you, you will go back!"

"yes."

The quasi-sage of the spiritual clan was also obedient, and flew straight to the heavenly soldiers who formed the formation.

It's not that the heavenly soldiers have never seen a monster race, but their cultivation is at the quasi-sage level, and they still have a ferocious look-the general outline is only close to the innate Taoist body, with a crocodile head full of bulges, two sharp claws on the hands, and a height of more than ten feet exuding a strong majesty.

Several heavenly court priests looked at each other, and immediately moved forward hand in hand, pushing the heavenly general who was no more than the golden fairyland to the front.

This day will suppress the fear, and shout with a numb scalp:

"Stop whoever comes!"

The quasi-sage of the spirit clan stopped immediately, stood not far away, deliberately took out two more talismans that communicated with the monks of the wilderness, and threw them forward.

This day, I will almost strike out with a sword...

Fortunately, the two heavenly court priests at the peak of Daluo took the initiative to move forward, one left and one right caught the talisman.

One person asked: "Your Excellency, this place is the prehistoric Wubu Continent. I don't know why you came here?"

The voice of the crocodile's head sounded, and in the mouth of the heavenly soldiers and generals, it was the low growl of ferocious beasts, and the low groan of extraterrestrial demons, but the two heavenly priests who took the talisman could understand roughly.

"We are practitioners in the sea of ​​chaos, and we are the servants of Master Yang Jian. We are here under the order of Master Yang Jian. Please move out of the way, I'm going to report to Master Yang Jian."

Yang Jian?

The heavenly priests looked at each other, and then they were shocked.

"Your Excellency is really Zhenjun Erlang's...subordinate?"

"Yes, we are all," the crocodile squeezed a smiley face out, and its fierce aura increased several times.

The enshrining in the heavenly court suddenly encountered a problem, and several people immediately discussed with their voices, thinking that it was Yang Jian who subdued a group of masters from outside the sky, and returned to the prehistoric land today to attack the heavenly court.

At that moment, more and more jade talismans were sent out for help. The two heavenly priests looked at each other and began to try to stabilize this spiritual master.

"The Great Desolation is not like the Chaos Sea. We have also heard that countless creatures in the Chaos Sea have also embarked on the road of cultivation, but most of them are barbarians and do not follow the rules," said the priest. "In our prehistoric land, all spirits are under the rule of the Heavenly Court. Even if they are the subordinates of Zhenjun Erlang, they are not allowed to wander indiscriminately."

The crocodile frowned, and just about to speak, the other priest who took the magic talisman smiled, and said: "Your Excellency, please wait for a while, let's go to Guanjiangkou to ask Erlang Zhenjun for instructions, how about it?"

"This... I'll ask my master, but the master may be unhappy, and you may suffer."

This unpretentious threat, combined with the coercion of the Black Spirit Lord filling the void, made this group of heavenly soldiers and generals sweat coldly.

But the Heavenly Court has a strict order, if they retreat without a fight in such a situation and allow foreign enemies to invade the Three Realms, that is also a death penalty.

Fortunately, there has been movement in the heavenly court, and a large number of masters and heavenly soldiers and generals are rushing here.

But what caught these guys a little off guard was that the crocodile-headed spirit clan quasi-sage flew back and flew back alone.

There was no thunder attack, and the three huge and somewhat terrifying beast warships did not move at all, and even the terrifying figure wrapped in black flames did not show any signs of movement.

Surprisingly well spoken.

"The master ordered you to ask Lord Yang Jian for instructions, but you need to reply to us within half an hour, otherwise we will enter the prehistoric wilderness on our own, and no one can stop us."

Having said that, the crocodile head still imitated the gestures often made by those prehistoric monks, bowed its hands to the group of heavenly soldiers, then turned around and flew back to the Black Spirit Lord to wait for orders.

Streams of light flew towards the edge of the prehistoric world, many of which were mixed with the aura of great supernatural beings, making this void suddenly lively.

But both sides were very restrained, and no major battle broke out; the main thing was that the Lord of the Black Spirit held the place down, and no one dared to approach this place.

When Taibai Jinxing hurried to Guanjiangkou, hundreds of heavenly courts had gathered here to worship, and many masters appeared in the chaotic sea, faintly surrounding the three beast warships.

Among the heavenly generals, several of them have already made a lot of military exploits, and it is the hot young generals who gathered together and muttered.

"Senior Brother's subordinate? Why did Senior Brother accept so many monster races?"

Huang Tianhua, the righteous god of the three mountains, muttered, somewhat disappointed.

"Which one of them has a demonic aura? These are creatures from the sea of ​​chaos," Nezha cursed immediately, "Why would senior brother dance with the demon clan? Could it be that he killed fewer demons?"

"Okay, okay," Sanshan Zhengshen immediately admitted, "I didn't say that senior brother is wrong, but seeing these guys are not good-looking, and the one wrapped in black air, no matter how you look at it, it's a little scary."

Wei Hu laughed: "Senior brother can gather so many masters, it means that a world has been created outside the sky."

However, Lei Zhenzi sighed: "We are working in the Heavenly Court now, but we have been left behind a lot in terms of cultivation and advancement; you see, these creatures who claim to be under the elder brother's subordinates are really extraordinary."

"These were all subdued by the senior brother, right?"

"It should be. I've heard people say that the Chaos Spirit Clan are all barbarians, rebellious and bloodthirsty. Only the elder brother can subdue them."

"Someone is coming over there!"

The few of them immediately cheered up and looked forward. There were crowds of people everywhere, and the heavenly soldiers and generals who formed a big 'ball' simultaneously set their eyes on the head of the crocodile who came three times.

Tota Li Tian Wang Li Jing took the initiative to meet him, holding a magic talisman in his hand, and his words could naturally be heard by all the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Li Jing said with a smile: "There is still a moment in half an hour, but your lord is impatient?"

"No, my master didn't ask about this." The quasi-sage of the crocodile-headed spirit race grinned, "The master is asking you why there are so many monster races as generals in the current Heavenly Court."

Li Jing couldn't help being taken aback, he really didn't expect to be asked about this.

He didn't know that the Black Spirit Lord's memory of the Great Desolation only stayed in the ancient Lich War, and later he heard that the human race was prosperous and became the protagonist of the world, so he focused on revenge and never paid attention to the changes in the Great Desolation.

"This..." Li Jing coughed twice, and said with a smile, "All the immortals and gods in the heaven are monks who are virtuous and Taoist, and they are recognized by the Dao of Heaven. Only in this way can they be pure and righteous gods."

"absurd!"

Some hoarse voices came from a distance, Li Jing's eyes blurred, and the figure wrapped in black flames stepped through the void and appeared directly in front of him.

The crocodile's head was already kneeling in the void, trembling all over, not daring to move its nails.

All the heavenly soldiers and generals, and a group of heavenly court priests seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. Several gray-haired old men appeared behind Li Jing, and they joined forces to resist the aura of the Black Spirit Lord.

But the word "absurd" was spoken in a somewhat strange tone, the words that are common in the wild.

The figure in the black flame said again: "I can't trust anyone who is not my race! Could it be that the human race today has forgotten the butcher knife that the monster race raised against the human race? Why are there so many monster races left in Wubuzhou!"

One day the court enshrined: "Your Excellency's words are too extreme. All spirits in the wild should have a place to live. Even though the monsters committed atrocities and injustices back then, they should not be completely exterminated."

"Shouldn't it be extinct?"

Ling Lie's killing intent rippled out, and Li Jing, who was the first to bear the brunt, immediately turned pale.

"Who is your Excellency? Could it be the senior of the human race who escaped from the chaos in ancient times?" An elderly priest of the heavenly court frowned and shouted, "The world is not ancient at this time, and there are many helpless things in it. The lich was not destroyed by the human race, but both sides were hurt. A sage came forward...Senior, can you tell us your name? Perhaps, we still know each other in ancient times..."

It can be seen that the old man's eyes do have some depth and some sentimentality.

"I?"

The killing intent gradually dissipated, and the black flames around the black spirit master's body gradually extinguished, revealing a petite figure with a ghostly face.

"I'm just a lonely soul, and I don't know you."

Among the hundreds of worshipers in the heavenly court, an old woman suddenly shouted: "Chu, Princess Chuqi? Your Highness, is that you?"

The Black Spirit Lord was obviously taken aback, and gushes of black energy suddenly gushed out from behind the ghost face, wrapping himself up, and his figure appeared on the battle boat again in a flash.

"You're mistaken. If he hasn't come after a stick of incense, I'll look for it myself."

In the sky, Yang Jian, who was coming with Taibai Jinxing, just heard this sound, and seeing the battle of gods and gods in front of him, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Taibai Jinxing immediately shouted: "The real king has arrived! Everyone, step back for now! It's not a foreign enemy!"