The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

A big bell presses across the nether world.

Tianyan Daozi in black robe and Yang Jian in shirtless, after a few words, there was a long silence.

Yang Jian suddenly got into trouble, the Yuantu sword slipped down, his right hand clenched his fist, the front of the fist squeezed the universe, condensed the thunder, and blasted away at Tianyan Daozi.

Daozi Tianyan didn't activate the chaotic clock, a little strange color lit up in his eyes, his figure moved eastward with the wind, like a startled shadow, with his left hand behind his back, and the palm of his right facing him.

Their fists and palms were facing each other, and their eyes met. Yang Jian's eyes were full of surprise, and Tian Yan Daozi's calm eyes were also a little more complacent.

There was a sound of thunder, and the universe was broken. The two of them exerted their strength almost at the same time, and they flew backward almost at the same time.

It's just that Yang Jian's breath was a little chaotic after landing, and Daozi Tianyan calmly smoothed out the broken parts of the universe after landing, and by the way wiped out all the aftermath that hadn't had time to wreak havoc.

Only the two of them know what happened in this seemingly powerless confrontation.

Yang Jian did not hold back his hand, abandoning Yuantu sword and greeting with fists is also the friendship between Gu Nian and Tianyan Daozi.

But Yang Jian never imagined that the strength of his punching was like a stone sinking into the sea; and Tianyan Daozi's palm was like an abyss, and there was no abnormality in receiving Yang Jian's full blow.

Comparing the two, it is true that Yang Jian lost to Tianyan Daozi in terms of strength.

But Yang Jian swept away the previous look of bitterness and hatred, his eyes were shining, and he stared at Tianyan Daozi.

"You, finished?"

Daozi Tianyan laughed softly: "Last time I said that I was going to close the death test, and now that I appear in front of you again, it is naturally successful."

Yang Jian glanced at the Chaos Clock, "How long have you been using it?"

"Sixteen Yuan Hui," Daozi Tianyan sighed softly, as if he still had some lingering fears in his heart, "It's really not easy. I thought that there would be no life after ten deaths, but I got the care of my father in the dark, so I took this step by luck."

"I want to say congratulations first."

The two of them were still on the verge of swords and killing intent just a moment ago, but now they are talking about everyday things, it is really confusing.

Daozi Tianyan smiled and said, "So, do you still want to kill him?"

"I want to kill him, not you." Yang Jian pulled out the Yuantu sword, his eyes flashed with an indestructible fighting spirit, "If you insist on protecting him, I will learn the supernatural powers of a Daoist sage today."

Daozi Tianyan smiled wryly, "Can you listen to my words before deciding whether to act? I have been sanctified and born in the Dao of Heaven, so I will never do anything that would harm the prehistoric world."

Yang Jian frowned, "In this case, why didn't you show up when the Buddhist sect seized the reincarnation disc of the six realms and oppressed the underworld?"

The conversation between the two was not concealed, but except for Yang Jian, everyone saw Tianyan Daozi as just a cloud of fog; and Tianyan Daozi's voice fell into the ears of others, and it all turned into fairy music and jingle bells, which was quite strange.

"They did this after I acquiesced," said Tianyan Daozi, and Yang Jian couldn't help but frowned and took a step forward.

Daozi Tianyan naturally didn't want to turn against Yang Jian, so he immediately explained a few words: "You should be able to understand why."

Why?

Standing in the prehistoric position...

"Do you want to quickly expand the Buddhist kingdom of Buddhism and let Buddhism collect enough incense and mind power?" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, "Use these mind powers to deal with those powerful enemies?"

"That's right, you're sure enough," Tian Yan Daozi nodded lightly, "This should be my preset trump card, but it was first used on you by this group of unworthy bald donkeys, and its future effectiveness has already been greatly reduced."

Yang Jian was silent for a while, and then asked back: "Just because of this, you are going to destroy the Yin Division, and you are going to destroy the six reincarnations?"

Tianyan Daozi didn't answer, but slowly closed his eyes.

Yang Jian asked again: "Is it because the Yin Division will not play much role in the future war?"

"To protect the wilderness, you should give up something."

"Then what is the difference between what you are doing now and the demon emperor who used the soul of the human race to forge magic weapons back then?"

"The way of heaven is selfless, so it can protect all souls," Tianyan Daozi raised his head slowly, and murmured in a low voice, "You don't know, you don't know. Before I was sanctified, I was full of hope for the future. After I was sanctified, all I saw was darkness. Anyway, it will be destroyed anyway. Do more attempts to increase your chances of winning, can't you?"

"No!" Yang Jian replied resoundingly.

"Why not?"

"What I want to defend is not a world where right and wrong are unclear, black and white are indistinguishable, not a world where villains oppress the good, but morality is not mentioned, and it is not a world where only the walking dead are left!"

Yang Jian almost cursed, Daozi Tianyan was stunned for a moment, his eyes showed a little thought, and then he sighed softly.

"There is some truth in what you said... Maybe I lost my position after I became a saint. Forget it, I will let them stop expanding in the matter of the Buddha Kingdom, and I will secretly give them some compensation."

Yang Jian nodded, "Just admit your mistake, and submit it to me."

"No, that's another matter," Tianyan Daozi shook his head and refused, "There are three reasons why I won't let you kill him, you may wish to listen to it."

"I will kill him today!"

"First of all, please beg me and let me protect your life. For this reason, I would like to put down the face of a saint and come here to find you and Houtu to make amends and thank you. Although the Buddhist sect's actions are not pleasing, they are also an indispensable force in the future. I should weigh it."

"snort!"

"Secondly, from now on, I will stay in the prehistoric region and always be on guard against the powerful enemies in the Nether Stream. I will never let Zhunti have any chance of retaliation against you. Actually, you don't have to worry about it."

"what else?"

"Thirdly, the brothers Jieyin and Zhunti are actually old people of Taisu. If Father God is still alive, he would not want to see them perish in this world."

Yang Jian nodded, and said calmly, "Hand over the Zhunti."

Daozi Tianyan laughed angrily, "Why don't you get in when you're playing around?"

Yang Jian didn't answer, but stepped forward.

The Ksitigarbha King chuckled and gave Yang Jian a thumbs up.

"That's all!" Tianyan Daozi casually made a move at the remaining Buddhist masters in the distance, captured a figure, and threw it in front of Yang Jian.

It was Ran Deng, who had passed out at this time.

The so-called quasi-sage's power is like a chicken in front of a real sage, especially a sage like Tianyan Daozi.

"This man has caused a lot of storms behind his back. Can you vent your anger by killing him?"

Yang Jian casually sealed the whole body of Ran Deng with the black handle, and threw it into the belt of the black turtle; the little eagle immediately leaned over it curiously, checking whether it was the food given by the master.

After grabbing the lamp, Yang Jian continued to move forward, with no less murderous intent in his eyes: "Get out of the way."

Daozi Tianyan was speechless for a moment, and frowned slightly, "Do you really think I won't attack you?"

"You have to take care of the overall situation, you have to protect Honghuang, if you want to attack me, then attack me." Yang Jian's eyes were a little playful, but he spotted Tian Yan Daozi's weakness.

Yang Jian and Buddhism, who will be the one to rely on in future wars? The results speak for themselves.

"You are really unreasonable," Tianyan Daozi smiled wryly, took two steps back, and gave way to Zhunti's figure.

Yang Jian lifted his sword forward, but Tianyan Daozi made a sudden move, and pressed down on Zhunti with his palm.

Hum——

The colorful halo swept all directions, and Yang Jian subconsciously protected himself, but the halo swept over and did not affect him in any way.

Daoist Zhunti floated in front of Daozi Tianyan, Daozi Tianyan suddenly stretched his left hand forward, directly into Zhunti's chest; without any blood, Daozi Tianyan pulled out a cloud of purple air on Zhunti's chest.

Zhunti, who was in a coma, let out a muffled snort, and his own realm exploded like a dam collapsed.

Saint realm...Quasi-sacred realm...Quasi-sacred realm...Daluo realm...

All the Buddhist masters around looked at this scene in astonishment, all of them forgot what to say, and really didn't know how to speak.

What is the origin of that black shadow?

"I abolished his Dao foundation and took back the primordial purple energy," Tianyan Daozi said in a low voice, as if he was talking about something trivial.

Then he opened his left hand, and handed the cloud of primordial purple energy to Yang Jian, "A lighted lamp, a cloud of primordial purple energy, in exchange for one life, how about it?"

Yang Jian looked hesitant for the first time.

It has to be said that Tianyan Daozi at this time is definitely stronger than Qianhong back then.

Daozi Tianyan was originally born of the prehistoric Dao of Heaven, and he is the spirit of the Dao of Heaven. Under the protection of the Chaos Bell, he practiced all the way to the realm of the Great Dao Saint.

Apart from his own realm, Tianyan Daozi knows all the ways of the prehistoric world, all the supernatural powers of the prehistoric era, and the long years in the chaotic clock allow him to master it... With this strength, Yang Jian is not surprised.

Yang Jian still said to himself: "I only want him to die."

"Come on," Tianyan Daozi casually threw Zhunti at Yang Jian. Yang Jian raised his sword and fell, and Zhunti, who had fallen to the Daluo Realm, lost his head.

But after Zhunti fell to the ground, his body was surrounded by a ball of light, and another head grew out.

Yang Jian suddenly remembered the appearance of Zhunti's dharma body, and immediately raised his sword to strike again, but was stopped by Tianyan Daozi.

"You've killed him, stop it."

"Then why is he still alive?"

"Zhunti is originally a remnant spirit made up of thousands of remnant souls of old friends who died in Taisu." Tianyan Daozi said, "The one you killed just now was Zhunti, and now Zhunti has changed to a main soul. Stop it, just treat it as a pitiful guide, this matter needs to be left as the last line!"

Yang Jian's five fingers holding the Yuan Tu sword were a little pale, and murderous intent kept emerging in his eyes.

Daozi Tianyan frowned and stood in front of Yang Jian, not giving in at all.

Finally, Yang Jian snorted coldly and withdrew his long sword.

This is the end of the matter, and there is no point in arguing.

and……

Tianyan Daozi handed over Primordial Purple Qi, but Yang Jian shook his head, "You can handle it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he brushed past Tianyan Daozi and walked in the direction of Fengdu City.

But Yang Jian couldn't walk more than five steps, his figure suddenly trembled slightly, he raised his hand to hold his heart veins on his chest, then he leaned over suddenly and spewed out a mouthful of profound blood, his whole body staggered and fell forward.

"elder brother!"

"Little friend!"

The shouts of Yang Xiaochan and Zhenyuan Daxian continued, the real Yuding appeared beside Yang Jian, and raised his hand to help Yang Jian. Yang Jian's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he was already in a coma.

Daozi Tianyan sighed softly, came with his hands behind his back, and looked at Yang Jian who was unconscious in Yuding's arms, "Why bother, so desperate. Don't worry, I am just mentally exhausted. I have swallowed the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir before, and there is no danger."

"Thank you sage for taking care of the bad guys," Yu Ding said in a low voice, with a little loneliness in his eyes.

"Really, please accept this thing."

Daoist Tianyan handed over the mass of primordial purple energy, and placed it in front of Master Yuding; even if it was Yuding, he couldn't look away.

But no one noticed that Tianyan Daozi's eyes were full of cold killing intent at this moment.

"No," Master Yuding looked away, looked down at Yang Jian, and kept pouring pure vitality into Yang Jian, "This thing must belong to the empress of great virtue."

Daozi Tianyan said again: "The real person knows, this may be the last chance for Honghuang to become a saint."

"Becoming a saint may be extremely difficult for me," Daoist Yuding raised his head and looked at Daozi Tianyan, "but compared to me alone, the nether world needs a saint to sit in charge."

"The real person has high righteousness," Tianyan Daozi clenched his palms, looking at Yuding with a slightly complicated gaze.

Master Yuding sighed softly, but his eyes were a little calm. He lowered his head to look at the scar on Yang Jian's heart, took out some elixir and turned it into spiritual power, and tried to do more for his apprentice.

Several figures came one after another, Tianyan Daozi moved a little away from Liuya, and then quietly fled away.

The chaotic clock floated above the heads of the surviving masters of Buddhism, including Zhunti and these figures directly into the clock, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Ai," the little monk in white gave a long sigh, stepped on the white lotus, and fled leisurely away.

Only a few calls are left, and only scars are left on the ground.

Above the blood lake, there is darkness.