The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In the Black Spirit Realm, where Yang Jian and Ao Xinke lived, a stream of light flashed across, circled over the Black Spirit Realm, and headed directly towards the Chaos Sea.

The seventy-two changes, driven by the body of the fire phoenix, disappeared far away in the sea of ​​​​chaos almost in an instant.

Yang Jian hovered just now to send a message to Ao Xinke, who didn't have time to react. He only heard Yang Jian say that he was going to meet the Wu clan, and told her to pay attention to the black spirit world. If she was attacked, she should protect herself.

Ao Xinke has been hiding behind the scenes, and only those under Ao Xinke's control know her identity, which is why Yang Jian assured her to wait in the black spirit world.

Although the possibility is very low, it cannot be ruled out that the opponent is using a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

But these 1,800 Wu Clan children are really too important. This is almost the last batch of "fresh blood" that the Wu Clan can produce at this time, and they are selected from the thousands of Wu Clan youths today.

If something happened to them, then Yang Jian really didn't have the time to train a group of Wu Clan teenagers to enter the Chaos Sea.

The enemy has already appeared in the prehistoric world, and these thousand or eight hundred witch youths must not be lost.

What's more, it is still impossible to determine what happened there. The Chaos Spirit Race is naturally more adaptable to the environment of the Chaos Sea than the Primordial Race. With their guidance, there should be no damage to the masters due to chaotic cracks and encounters with fierce beasts.

The death of a quasi-sacred spirit family was likely due to an ambush.

But the Witch and the Witch, the two masters who survived the ancient Lich War, are in command, and the ambushers may have been wiped out...

No matter what, you must go and see it yourself.

It's really hard to imagine who would know about this and ambush these Wu clan children.

Jade Emperor? Not likely, although the Jade Emperor has many generals under his command, but there are too few top masters, they will definitely not really tear themselves apart from him.

Moreover, when Lu Chunyang was killed, Yang Jian did not drive the Jade Emperor down from the position of the Supreme Being of the Three Realms. The main reason was that although the Jade Emperor had many calculations and schemes, he always took the overall situation of the Three Realms as the starting point.

Preferably not those powerful enemies...

As a result, I became more anxious, but Yang Jian's flying speed was always limited. Even if he could fight against a virtuous saint with his Xuangong and Dinghai Shenzhu, he was far from entering the realm of a saint.

For Yang Jian at this time, the combat power and realm are completely incompatible; only when Xuanhuang is immortal can Yang Jian be able to step into the realm of saints.

"Immortal body" must be the immortality of a saint, plus many characteristics of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, so it can be called this way.

The thoughts in Yang Jian's flying mind continued to circulate, and he suddenly realized that the reason why Bajiu Xuangong hid its true face behind the "breakthrough limit" should be Pangu's defense against Qianhong.

The ninth layer of mind that was destroyed by Qianhong is very likely to be the road to the strongest!

pity……

But Yang Jian didn't feel too lost, he just moved forward to practice, if there is no ninth mental method, then he will create the ninth mental method that belongs only to him.

Standing on the shoulders of God Pangu and rushing to the realm of saints, what else can he complain about?

The Unbeaten Golden Body Jue, also known as the Three Thousand Colored Glass Forging Golden Body Dafa, is the condensation of the long journey of practice of the saint before the death of the master of the glass treasure.

The point is, this undefeated golden body art is a method that can be sure to become a saint. Moreover, Yang Jian's physical body is already extremely tyrannical, so practicing the Golden Body Art can get twice the result with half the effort, and the previous major realms can be passed in the blink of an eye.

But Yang Jian still needs to solve the possible conflicts that may arise from the dual methods of fellow practitioners. If necessary, he can only make some changes to the Invincible Golden Body Art...

However, how can the way of a sage be changed so easily?

Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, and comforted himself a few more words. After all, there is no shortcut to spiritual practice, and it takes years of precipitation and accumulation of insights to achieve enlightenment, which is really not easy.

Zhen Yuanzi said that there is a treasure in Wuzhuang Temple that can make Yang Jian take a step forward, but I don't know if it is related to the ginseng fruit tree.

But Great Immortal Zhenyuan invited him so hard, so Yang Jian had to take the time to go back.

The thoughts in his mind gradually sank, and Yang Jian kept identifying the position in the chaotic sea while flying quickly, so as to avoid crashing into the big crack that might appear at any time.

If a practitioner in the physical body can become a saint, he can roam freely in the chaotic sea; as long as his avenue spreads, he can move directly with a thought.

Sanctification is to squeeze the 'mature' Dao into the Tao of Chaos Sea; it is easy to say, but it really needs to be done...

Thousands of difficulties, close to death.

"You still have to fight."

The fire phoenix that Yang Jian turned into murmured, flitting across the gorgeous and treacherous sea of ​​chaotic air, and flew towards the direction that he could feel in his heart.

He and the Black Spirit Lord naturally had a way to find the three ferocious beast warships.

Yang Jian left a lot of profound energy on the battle boat, and even specially set up a protective formation with profound energy; the Black Spirit Lord can control the life and death of those quasi-Holy Spirits, so he naturally knows where they are.

After flying rapidly for three days in a row, Yang Jian felt that he was not far away from the battle boat. When he recovered his real body, his speed suddenly dropped.

Layers of chaotic atmosphere restricted the power of divine consciousness. Yang Jian pointed his finger at his forehead, and slowly opened his vertical eyes. There were projections of six reincarnation disks and five colors of light flowing in them.

Close your eyes and give up your vision, but all the details of the "small spherical area" with a radius of tens of thousands of miles appear in the sea of ​​mind.

There is no trace of the war boat, but unexpectedly found several precious elixir in the chaotic sea.

After noting the location of the elixir, Yang Jian closed his eyes and continued to move forward. The scope of the search continued to advance, and he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the three warships.

Suddenly, a huge chaotic beast appeared on the edge of Yang Jian's sea of ​​vision; this beast immediately caught Yang Jian's attention, and he turned around and walked towards the beast.

Chaos is like a sea, and all kinds of ferocious beasts emerge one after another, and their strength can generally be judged from their size.

This fierce beast looks like an octopus, covered with light purple scales, its huge head has many big eyes, and lights are shining lightly all over its body.

It is quite normal to encounter a chaotic beast in the sea of ​​chaos; moreover, the strength of this beast is not too high, it is probably equivalent to a monk in the Great Luo Realm.

What made Yang Jian feel that something was wrong was this guy's state.

It's too 'quiet'.

The intelligence and wisdom of the chaotic beasts vary. Yang Jian has met a very intelligent chaotic beast, and if he feels his breath, he will flee far away.

This chaotic beast had seven or eight big eyes that were randomly distributed on its head, but each eyeball was staring at a fixed direction, rather dull, and would only move after a long time.

What did Yang Jian remember?

Roadside cameras can be seen everywhere in the hometown of the earth!

Before Yang Jian could get close to this fierce beast, another 'spectacle' appeared on the edge of Yang Jian's mind sea vision.

Six ferocious beasts that were slightly smaller in size and shaped like shuttles flew past in the chaotic sea in a hexagram array!

What the hell is this?

The beast has become a spirit?

Yang Jian was a little curious in his heart. As he kept getting closer to the octopus, he discovered more and more various beasts...

The periphery is all ferocious beasts in the Great Luo Realm, but deeper in this direction, larger bodies began to appear.

Hordes of beasts!

It seems that this is just an area, and these fierce beasts are besieging something...

Siege what? What else can be besieged!

Yang Jian suddenly became a little anxious, took a light breath, performed seventy-two transformations again, and turned into that fire phoenix again, flying away with billowing waves of fire!

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Thousands of miles passed by in a hurry, and the big eyes of the octopus turned to Yang Jian at the same time, but this fierce beast could only catch a gleam of fire, and its body was directly swallowed by the edge of the fire wave.

In an instant, there is no slag left!

The divine phoenix transformed by Yang Jian is actually not much different from the Phoenix family. Yang Jian has Shifeng feathers on his body, and he can use all the secret methods of the Phoenix clan at any time. The strength of his own mysterious body may not be much worse than that of Shifeng back then.

The only downside is that Yang Jian transformed the phoenix true flame around the body of the divine phoenix. It was a little less powerful than the real flame, but it was enough to sweep the beasts of the Great Luo Realm.

The sea of ​​chaos broke open, and several ferocious beasts like flying shuttles slanted towards them. The wings of the fire phoenix shook violently, and the monstrous flames rushed through the sea of ​​chaos, directly burning the 'flying fish' lined up in a six-pointed array into residue.

The group of murderers in front quickly dispersed, and two huge chaotic beasts greeted Yang Jian immediately.

How could Yang Jian be polite to these fierce beasts as he was concerned about the lives of that boat of Wu clan children?

Feng Lingkong, Nine Heavens Lamented Together, Falling Feather Thousand Killing Technique!

The fire phoenix suddenly curled up and turned into a ball of fire. Its speed didn't stop at all, and before it collided with the two 'six-tailed black tigers', it suddenly spread its wings, and the fire feathers tore apart the already fragile universe of Chaos Sea one by one, and shot towards the two fierce beasts!

The two fierce beasts that had just stepped into the quasi-sage's threshold immediately dodged to the left and right, but were still swept up by the bursting fire feathers, with hundreds of horrific scars on their bodies, and immediately ran away with a low growl in panic.

Huofeng kept moving, rushed past the two black tigers, and headed straight ahead.

see!

Three warships crowded side by side in one place, surrounded by dozens of quasi-sacred beasts rushing back and forth, and several figures flickered around the warships, knocking them back one by one.

Witch ghosts, witches, are leading Da Ang and several other big witches of the Wu clan to resist the attack of fierce beasts!

Those who really blocked these beasts were witches and witches. These two thin figures seemed to contain incomparably astonishing power. No matter how the beasts around them collided, they couldn't shake their thin bodies head-on.

This is the wind of war witches!

If there was no Lich War back then, and the witch clan could develop smoothly to this day, how many such masters would there be?

Yang Jian was a little bored in his heart, and he was even more merciless in his strikes. Huofeng rushed towards Zhanzhou!

call out--

Qiankun suddenly wrinkled layers upon layers, and Huofeng's pupils reflected a swiftly passing black awn, and frowned slightly.

What kind of beast is this, why is it so fast? It's a bit faster than him fully urging the Flying Feather Escape Technique!

Moreover, this fierce beast is small in size, but its aura is a quasi-sacred beast... a bit beyond Yang Jian's understanding of chaotic beasts.

Wumang flashed around him, Yang Jian swooped down and flew away, and this Wumang directly ran towards Fengwei.

How could the majestic Erlang God have his phoenix tail blown off by a ferocious beast?

Yang Jian snorted coldly, turned around suddenly, and his two phoenix claws were close to touching Wumang.

so weak...

Yang Jian had such a judgment subconsciously, and the black light was directly sent flying by him, without leaving him the slightest scar.

A strange fluctuation was circulating in the chaotic sea, and Yang Jian laughed wildly from the bottom of his heart.

"Hahahaha! It turned out to be the real Phoenix family! I want to order this phoenix, you guys don't fight me!"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, he was not interested in men at all.

However, at the moment of contact just now, Yang Jian also saw the figure standing on the black mang, and Yang Jian was a little coveted by this man's supernatural ability to control the chaotic beast.

If the chaotic beasts can be formed into an army, it will definitely be a formidable force!

At the edge of Yang Jian's consciousness, he caught a black shadow rushing towards the battle boat. Wherever this black shadow passed, giant beasts 'separated their limbs' directly...

Xiao Hei was a step behind him, but he had already arrived, and the witches and ghosts over there were still at ease, so Yang Jian made up his mind——

Capture this person, and force him to ask how to control the chaotic beast!

The fire phoenix screamed, and the fire waves swept across the sky in all directions, and the fast-moving black light attacked Yang Jian again without fear of death.

There is only one chance, this thing flies too fast, if you don't kill it, it will escape.

It is the primordial spirit of the man who left the bird on his back.