The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Why are you making such a fuss?"

Yang Jian looked at the Black Spirit Lord who was in full swing, and looked at the heavenly army that was slowly disappearing around him, "Didn't I say it before, keep a low profile."

The Black Spirit Lord was getting a little angry at this time, and said a little coldly: "You just said that you can't directly break into the land of Wubuzhou, and I will carry it out according to your order."

"Okay, I didn't think carefully."

"Get over here and pay respects!" The Black Spirit Lord said coldly, and the surrounding Chaos Spirit Race shuddered a few times, and they all kowtowed to Yang Jian in salute.

And the Lord of the Black Spirit also bowed his head and bowed to Yang Jian, which was considered to be concerned about Yang Jian's face in the prehistoric, and made it clear that he was the master and slave.

The group of heavenly soldiers and generals witnessed it with their own eyes, and the heavenly court's scruples about Yang Jian will naturally increase a little bit.

"Why are there so many monster races in the Heavenly Court?"

"Monster clan?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that what the Lord of the Black Spirit was talking about should be the immortal of Jiejiao, so he briefly explained the difference between the teachings of the three Taoism religions, as well as the matter of conferring gods a long time ago.

Lord Hei Ling frowned when he heard this, "The Jade Emperor is not a human race? When I heard this name, I was the emperor with the highest cultivation level in the human race."

"The three emperors and five emperors who led the great prosperity of the human race are all cultivating in the Fire Cloud Cave at this time," Yang Jian thought of her identity, and said with a smile, "Would you like to go for a walk in the Fire Cloud Cave?"

He originally thought that the Lord of the Black Spirit would readily refuse or agree, but the Lord of the Black Spirit unexpectedly hesitated...

Yang Jian could see through the black flames around her and the ghostly face on her face, but couldn't understand the struggle and pain in her eyes.

"No, I have nothing to do with them, and I have nothing to do with Honghuang..." The Lord of Black Spirit clenched his fists lightly, "Now all I live for is revenge."

Yang Jian suddenly said: "Then do you know the Suiren clan? He is the head of the Three Emperors."

The black spirit lord frowned slightly behind the mask, as if after a brief tangle, he fell into some kind of memory.

Perhaps she was just afraid of remembering those tragic scenes back then, and she would rather immerse herself in hatred, concentrating the hatred on one point - Kunpeng, the sorcerer who planned the massacre of the human race back then.

Yang Jian's heart is also a little complicated. He has been fighting with Hei Lingzhu for two or three hundred years, and treats her as a friend. If there is a little effort to make her feel better, Yang Jian will naturally do it.

On the side, several figures came together, the Black Spirit Lord frowned slightly, turned around and flew back into the battleship.

"True Monarch," Taibai Jinxing shook his whisk, bowed to Yang Jian, and looked in the direction where the Black Spirit Lord disappeared, "Why did this fellow Taoist leave?"

"She is afraid of life," Yang Jian replied lightly, making the corner of Taibai Jinxing's mouth twitch.

Yang Jian said: "Also, don't call me Zhenjun anymore, I have nothing to do with Heaven."

"Isn't Qingyuan Miaodao also the title of a true monarch?" Taibai Jinxing replied with a smile, but Yang Jian really couldn't refute.

Taibai Jinxing sighed: "The matter of the Eastern Prince is over. The Zhenjun rushed to the Lingxiao Palace in a rage, but he did not hurt too many generals of the Heavenly Court. It can also be seen that the Zhenjun has all the sentient beings of the three realms in his heart..."

"I have already explained to Lord Xing that these are my cultivators and they will not cause trouble in the Three Realms," Yang Jian interrupted Taibai Jinxing's compliment. He didn't dislike Taibai Jinxing, but he just didn't want to have anything to do with Heaven.

"What else is there, Xingjun?"

Taibai Jinxing smiled and said: "I didn't dare to disturb Zhenjun, but there are a few priests in the heaven who want to meet that lord..."

After a pause, Taibai Jinxing said to Yang Jian: "That is Princess Chuqi who escaped into the sea of ​​chaos in ancient times? If it is really Princess Chuqi, I would really like to ask Zhenjun to take her to Huoyun Cave. There is a senior who really wants to meet her."

Yang Jian was calm on the surface, but there was a murmur in his heart.

Was he wrong just now? As the original Suiren family of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, is there really an old relationship with Lord Hei Ling?

Yang Jian asked in a voice: "When did Heavenly Court and Huoyun Cave get involved?"

"To be honest, isn't Zhenjun wondering why Heavenly Court can quickly gather a large number of masters after the end of ancient times? There are so many Heavenly Courts to worship?"

Taibai Jinxing didn't dare to let it go, and said directly: "In fact, many of the enshrined were the generals of the Three Emperors, especially Suihuang, who helped the Heavenly Court when it was most critical. Now that the immortals and mortals are separated, the Jade Emperor is very concerned about the human world. There is a reason for this."

Yang Jian frowned, and suddenly thought of something.

If Dao Patriarch Qianhong hadn't intervened and directly appointed the Jade Emperor to enter the Heavenly Court, who would be the ruler of the Three Realms after the Lich left?

The ancient demon court was ruled by the demon emperor, and the heavenly court ruled by the human race should be ruled by the human emperor!

In other words, the Jade Emperor, who was full of resentment towards Qianhong in the heavenly court, was actually under the fiddle of Daozu, and took away the seat that should have been occupied by the Human Emperor after the great prosperity of the human race!

Suirenshi!

Yang Jian was speechless for a while.

Honghuang has many calculations, and Qianhong is constantly weakening Honghuang's overall strength, using heaven to check and balance the human race...

"Heh," Yang Jian laughed suddenly, then kept shaking his head.

The celestial priest who called out the word 'Chu Qi' suddenly got a little excited, walked around behind Taibai Jinxing, knelt down facing Yang Jian in the air.

"True Monarch! Please Zhenjun! We just want to know if that lord is Princess Chuqi. If Her Royal Highness is still alive, we, we..."

The cultivator at Da Luo's peak cultivation level is now in tears, and his face is wrinkled and trembling at the moment.

Yang Jian couldn't bear it, and helped the man up.

Taibai Jinxing and the other two old men cast pleading looks at Yang Jian, Yang Jian frowned slightly, "Wait a minute, I'll ask her if she sees you or not, please don't force her."

"Thank you, Zhenjun! Thank you, Zhenjun!"

In the sky, a group of Wu Clan children are flying over slowly. The Witch Clan is not good at running away, but they can fly.

Yang Jian gave a command to Da Ang Chuansheng, and then to the Chaos Spirit Race around him: "The ones who are going to be picked up are those people, prepare yourself."

After saying that, he went to look for the Black Spirit Lord in the battle boat.

The inside of the warship is very spacious, just like a mortal palace. Three warships can hold more than 1,800 people.

The Black Spirit Lord was sitting in a corner, wearing a black armor and a ghost mask, sitting there meditating quietly.

"Unexpectedly, your name is so good." Yang Jian leaned on a stone pillar carved from the bones of a fierce beast, and smiled, "Chu Qi, what are those two words?"

"Hmph!" The Black Spirit Lord opened his eyes, and he was really not practicing, so he glared at Yang Jian and didn't say much.

The soul is still in Yang Jian's hands, she can only be regarded as a subordinate who has a little friendship with Yang Jian, otherwise she must be a word of "scroll".

Yang Jian sighed, "If it's really an old friend, let's see each other as soon as we can."

Lord Black Spirit didn't speak again, just closed his eyes and meditated.

Yang Jian waited for a while, and then asked, "Is it better for me to call you Hei Ling Chu Qi from now on, or Chu Qi Hei?"

Lord Hei Ling said word by word: "What you are here is just an incarnation, and I can kill your incarnation at any time."

"Don't, or I have to come back." Yang Jian suddenly lost his temper, "Then I will respond to them like this, saying that Princess Chuqi is dead..."

"You just died!"

The Black Spirit Lord glared at Yang Jian, who laughed, turned and walked away.

But before Yang Jian stepped out of the battle boat, the Lord of the Black Spirit followed him slowly, wrapping himself tightly with black flames.

She must have wanted to meet him too.

Hei Ling said: "Take me to meet the leader of the Suiren Clan."

Yang Jian couldn't help smiling.

...

The 1,800 Wu clan children obeyed Da Ang's arrangement without saying a word, and some crowded into one warship, and the other two warships were not used.

Xiao Lan also entered the battle boat, and was personally protected by a witch.

The witch ghost led several masters of the witch clan scattered around the warship, and under the escort of the other two fierce beast warships, they slowly headed towards the sea of ​​chaos.

What Yang Jian said to these witches before obviously had a great impact on them.

In fact, Yang Jian's purpose is very simple, which is to make the blood of these witches boil faster, less confused, and improve their strength faster.

He always felt that the more Qianhong Daozu took pains to deal with it, the more those powerful enemies would be afraid of him.

Pangu bloodline...

Maybe it can really give Honghuang a few more life-saving straws.

The Black Spirit Lord stays here for a while, and will catch up immediately later; and this incarnation of Yang Jian still has to go back to Guanjiangkou to station, let people know that he is here, and he is still watching the prehistoric places.

When his consciousness was blocked by the chaotic breath and he could no longer see the three beast warships, Yang Jian bowed his hands to the gray-haired old men behind him, and then led the Black Spirit Lord towards Huoyun Cave.

Although Lord Hei Ling didn't say a word, these old men had understood something at this moment, and the excitement of Dao Xin was written on their faces.

Along the way, Yang Jianfei was not fast, as if he wanted the Lord of the Black Spirit to have a chance to look down on the prehistoric land a few more times.

The current prosperous age of the human race may make her feel a little relieved.

In fact, this is also the main reason why Yang Jian made her catch up temporarily in the Black Spirit Realm.

Beyond the Three Realms, between heaven and earth.

It seems that a moment ago, he passed by an empty cloud top somewhere, but after turning around, he saw a magnificent mountain standing on top of the mountain.

"Here is the Fire Cloud Cave," Yang Jian pointed to the front, and began to introduce the three emperors and five emperors in the Fire Cloud Cave to the Black Spirit Lord who wrapped himself tightly in black flames.

Taibai Jinxing said: "Zhenjun, you guys, let's go in together, the little old man has to rush back to the Heavenly Court to return to his life."

Several old men thanked again and again: "Thank you Xingjun for your help."

"Just invite the little old man to drink and listen to music some other day," Taibai Jinxing said with a smile, and bowed to the Lord of the Black Spirit, and then drove towards the Heavenly Palace on a cloud.

"Which Star Lord is he?" The Black Spirit Lord asked suddenly.

Just as the old men were about to answer, they quickly shut up, looking cautious and not daring to be presumptuous, lest they be chased away by the Black Spirit Lord.

Yang Jian said: "This is not a simple person, he is the right-hand man of the Jade Emperor of Heaven, the master of Taibai Star to kill and transform, this old fairy is not obvious, but his cultivation is unpredictable.

"Well, he is not a simple character."

After all, he is the owner of the Chaotian Pavilion. If it is a simple character, then he will be in hell.

"I'll go to see you first. Here are all the sages of the human race, who have contributed a lot to the prosperity of the human race," Yang Jian said with a smile, "Even if you are a younger generation, you can't always keep a straight face."

The Black Spirit Lord nodded slightly, followed Yang Jian and flew forward.

But the door of Huoyun Cave opened at this moment, and there were thousands of rays of light inside, but more than a dozen figures came out of the clouds and greeted them proactively.