The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Back then, Yang Jian, who was a prehistoric monk among the Four Spirit Realms and the Chahe army, turned his eyes and closed his eyes, and left when he wanted to go, and stayed when he stayed.

Anyway, these prehistoric monks scattered in the sea of ​​chaos can only be said to be innocuous compared to the number of the spirit clan.

But this time, Yang Jian wanted to keep as many of these prehistoric monks as he could; it wasn't because he suddenly figured it out, but because he felt that masters were hard to find and the enemy was too strong.

After waiting for a while on the top of the mountain, hundreds of figures came through the air, but the second elder personally led people to 'escort' these monks who were well-known in the world of broken bones.

"Second master," the second elder, Di Wu, saluted Yang Jian respectfully, making those monks who were born in the prehistoric era stare.

The dignified Second Elder of the Remnant Bone Realm, not to mention his spiritual power, is also the stable "second in command" of the Remnant Bone Realm. How can he be so respectful to this seemingly unreliable young man?

The 'shuffling' of the Remnant Bone Realm previously dominated by Di Wu was regarded by the monks as a change of power in the Remnant Bone Realm after the accident of the Great Elder, and they did not take it to heart.

But before these prehistoric creatures had time to react, the Remnant Bone Realm fell silent overnight, and they were also driven to a corner one by one, surrounded by 'heavy soldiers'.

It would have been better if he hadn't resisted during this process. If he had maintained his own cultivation and fought against these chaotic spirit clans who suddenly turned their faces and refused to recognize their old feelings, hundreds of spirit clan masters would surely be forced to suppress them.

Fortunately, these spirit clans did not kill them, they just sealed up their cultivation bases, and no monks died in vain by this time.

At this time, these people were brought here, saw the culprit who caused all this, and found that the second elder, Di Wu, and other Chaos Spirit Race respectfully saluted, was actually a primordial monk, and felt absurd in his heart.

"Di Wu, let's get busy first," Yang Jian waved his hand, and the second elder took the order to leave. Before leaving, he glanced at these prehistoric monks, as if warning them not to make mistakes.

This makes many monks who have passed the Shuyuan Society here even more confused.

Di Wu is not so respectful to his teacher, the old master of the Remnant Bone Realm...

"Everyone," Yang Jian arched his hands, "Yang Jian of Taoist sect was ordered to integrate the forces of the Chaos Sea Spirit Clan. He has offended me a lot before."

The pale-haired human elder walked two steps forward, and was glared at by the spirit master beside Yang Jian, so he had to smile embarrassingly and stop.

The old man bowed to Yang Jian, and said, "It turns out that you are a master of Taoism, but you don't know how you did it, and you made these spirits so loyal to you overnight."

"It's not enough to talk to outsiders at this time," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I let them not hurt you, and I also want to discuss with you."

A big man said in a loud voice: "If you want us to be loyal to you like them, it's better to avoid it. It's a coincidence to come down to the Remnant Bone Realm, and I'm just a guest here, not a dog raised by Remnant Bone."

Someone pulled the big man aside, but the latter still raised his head, with a somewhat arrogant expression on his face.

Yang Jian chuckled, and raised his hand slightly towards the big man, and the ban on the latter was instantly shattered.

Yang Jian's smile still hung on his face, and he continued in a calm tone: "If I want to embarrass you, I will naturally not keep you here. The road faces the sky and each side is on the other side. If you want to leave, you can leave at will after I have calmed down these hundred mountains. If you want to stay, you can still be the same as before, and there will be no changes."

The big man recovered his supernatural powers, but the arrogance on his face turned into a little bit of suspicion. The man shouted: "In that case, you let my brother go too, and we will leave the Remnant Bone Realm."

"I just said that your Excellency needs to wait here for me to subdue all the forces in these hundred mountains before letting you go."

Yang Jian originally wanted to show his power to others, but at this moment, he deliberately spoke words to provoke each other, and said to the man: "Of course, if you are strong enough to knock me back half a step, I can also let you go immediately."

Take half a step back?

If it's "defeat me", it's more pleasant to hear; this "retreat by half a step" is really a little underestimated, especially that the big man's cultivation base is not too advanced for the quasi-sacred realm, but he is also a real quasi-sacred realm master.

Otherwise, how could he be a guest in the Remnant Bone Realm.

The man didn't say a word, he pushed away the several people in front of him with a cold face, and stood in front of Yang Jian, only a few feet away.

Yang Jian was dressed in a long robe, his face was like a crown of feathers, and Ying's extremely sharp eyes looked relaxed and comfortable at this moment.

"Fellow Daoists look down on me, Li, too much! Are Daoist disciples this arrogant?"

"It's useless to talk too much, just try it out."

"Okay!" The big man looked up to the sky and laughed, the aura around his body was surging, and blue flames were swaying around him, decorating this man like a demon king.

Although the spirit clan master behind Yang Jian looked a little nervous, he was completely unable to disobey Yang Jian's order, and could only glare there.

"Look at the palm!"

The brawny man wrapped in flames roared, and slapped his palm in a dignified manner, gathering all his comprehension of the Dao, the explosion and arrogance of the Dao of Flame were vividly reflected in this palm!

It's a pity that this strong man still has some profound meaning in his heart, he didn't use supernatural powers, he didn't take Lingbao, he just shook it with magic power.

Yang Jian slapped a palm casually, and the image of the sky-high fireworks froze immediately, a touch of black and yellow flowed, and the vigorous flame was extinguished in an instant, and the avenue of fire running through this place was directly scattered by Yang Jian's palm.

The burly man trembled slightly as if struck by lightning, and he still vomited blood after enduring it for a while, looking at Yang Jian with a little horror.

Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, not to mention that he took half a step back, and the corner of his clothes never moved.

"Friendly Taoism," the strong man bowed his head and said, his face was ashen, but he still bowed to Yang Jian, turned around and walked back to the crowd without further words.

Yang Jian liked this guy's temper very much, although he was a little crazy and arrogant, but he would not say anything about a temporary defeat.

"Can you tell me about the Daoyou Daohao?"

"I don't have a Daoist title, I'm learning from my father, Li Xun."

Yang Jian nodded, and just asked casually, without much thought.

Another old woman sighed: "The power of the Daoist sect is really extraordinary, and I dare not try to fight with my fellow Taoists today. I just want to ask, why did the Daoist sect suddenly attack the spirit race?"

"In order to deal with the catastrophe," Yang Jian said, "Everyone in the world of broken bones, have you ever been to the secret realm of the world of broken bones?"

"Naturally," all the monks nodded.

Yang Jian smiled bitterly: "Those situations in the secret realm may reappear in the future. I say this, you may understand?"

At that moment, the sound of gasping was heard all over the mountain, and many monks began to quarrel, argue and talk, but Yang Jian just stood there quietly, waiting for them to calm down.

"Is this true?"

"I waited to leave the Chaos Sea because of the catastrophe. I never thought that I would still not be able to escape this catastrophe."

"If there is such a catastrophe, it will be a hundred times and a thousand times worse than that dragon and phoenix lich!"

"This should be a catastrophe for the undead..."

"Everyone, please listen to what Fellow Daoist Yang Jian said!" the old woman shouted, and hundreds of monks gradually recovered their moods, all of them staring at Yang Jian.

"Actually, I have nothing to say," Yang Jian said calmly, "I don't want to make trouble for you all. Although these spirit races are under my control, I will give them back their freedom after the catastrophe... If this catastrophe can be passed."

Someone shouted: "What did the Sanqing sage say?"

"The sages are all consolidating the way of heaven in the prehistoric and desolate, and they are ready to face the battle." Yang Jian thought for a while, but did not say anything about the North Sea. "The sages calculate that there will be a big war coming soon. I am ordered to subdue the Chaos Spirit Race. Time is also very tight."

"Is there anything we can do to help?"

"Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs? I am willing to help fellow daoists!"

"What can I do to help fellow Taoists?"

Most of these hundreds of people already have the intention of joining, Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, he thought it would be good if he could persuade a third of them, but the result was beyond his expectation.

Yang Jian bowed to everyone, and slowly expressed what he had thought before.

These monks don't need to do other things. Yang Jian spent some words today to let them speak for him to more monks in the wild in the future.

Later, monks from the prehistoric region were sent here. They just need to take these newly arrived monks into the secret realm of broken bones, take a look at the miserable conditions, and repeat what Yang Jian said just now.

All the monks agreed, and even offered to invite their friends to come here.

The Surrender Brigade has officially launched in the Remnant Bone Realm.

...

Yang Jian arranged for three days in the world of broken bones, and then set off for the nearby mountains.

There are thousands of forces entrenched in these hundreds of mountains, which are quite scattered. Yang Jian plans to preserve the combat power of the spirit clan here to the greatest extent, so he cannot launch conquests wantonly.

Start with the larger forces first, and then 'spread' towards those small and medium forces, striving to conquer this land of hundreds of mountains in the shortest possible time.

But this shortest time really takes years.

Yang Jian can't devote all his energy to this matter, he still has to comprehend the Xuanhuang Indestructible Body, and sometimes he suddenly comes to enlightenment, sitting in the mountains for decades, which makes the progress of Baishan's conquest even slower.

During this period, the Hei Ling Kingdom raised its troops to attack Wang Yiguo, and under the premise that Chu Qi and Kong Xuan had 'hollowed out' Wang Yiguo's body and other ministers and masters in advance, there was almost no bloodshed.

Then, using Wang Yiguo's land as a springboard, Hei Lingguo launched a large-scale army and launched an expedition towards the surrounding forces.

In just a hundred years, wars raged in the corner of the Chaos Sea.

But in every battlefield, the most casualties are those ordinary Chaos Spirit Race. The masters above the Great Luo Realm don't lose much, and usually disappear for no reason.

The power is rapidly expanding, and those who control the power of the Hei Ling Kingdom are only four women who rarely show their faces.

Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan cooperated more tacitly with each other inside and out; Kong Xuan and Chu Qi were running around, and more and more spiritual masters were controlled by them, which faintly made Ao Xinke a little uneasy.

Ao Xinke is not worried about Chu Qi. Ever since Kunpeng was beheaded, Chu Qi regards himself as a subordinate every time he mentions Yang Jian, and his loyalty cannot be faked.

But Kong Xuan...

Ao Xinke edited the book with Yang Jian, Yang Jian just laughed it off after reading it, and didn't say much.

Let the years flow and watch the changes.

The tentacles of the army of the Black Spirit Kingdom spread to the sphere of influence of Baishan, and Baishan was completely controlled by Yang Jian at this time, the army of the Black Spirit Kingdom immediately turned around and went to other places

Spirit world.

Everywhere in Baishan is busy building large formations, and Yang Jian wants to build Baishan into an iron barrel-like fortress.

Suddenly looking back at this moment, Yang Jian found that he had stayed in Baishan for hundreds of years, and he had only made progress in Xuangong, but there were more and more spiritual masters calling him second master, so that it was somewhat innumerable.

After a long absence, there have been some changes in the prehistoric times.

Before Yang Jian returned to the prehistoric world, he made some calculations, and it seemed that the stone monkey on the East Sea was about to be born.