The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Leaving Honghuang, it seems that all those calculations and intrigues have been left behind.

Yang Jian drove Mo Suo towards Xuandu City at a high speed, but he could not help but think of the brief moment when Daozi Tianyan fought against him.

At that moment, Yang Jian sensed a kind of way and principle that was completely different from the way he understood. It should be Tianyan Daozi's way. It was hard to describe, but it made him feel deeply.

He wanted to ask Tianyan Daozi to borrow the Chaos Clock to give himself more time to practice, but he didn't know where to find Tianyan Daozi.

After thinking about it, if Tianyan Daozi wanted to lend him the Chaos Clock, he should have taken the initiative to find Yang Jian based on his temperament of doing everything for the prehistoric world and for the sake of all beings in the Three Realms.

Maybe using the Chaos Clock to slow down the flow of time, other than Tianyan Daozi can't control it.

If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it. After all, this is not the right way. It's hard to make a big deal if you always use these crooked brains.

Yang Jian thought about the words that the master said all the way, but he still couldn't figure out the meaning of it, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit depressed.

Sitting on Mo Suo's futon, his left hand was slowly clenched in front of him, he couldn't wait to go to Master Liuli to verify the method of fellow practitioners.

Tianyan Daozi has Chaos Clock to help him, that is Tianyan Daozi's "chance";

Yang Jian wants to practice two kinds of profound arts together, and when he enters the realm of saints, he directly establishes two avenues and enters the ranks of the strongest. This is the 'shortcut' Yang Jian is looking for.

It's a pity that Yang Jian's shortcut is really too difficult in terms of risk alone, and it only exists in Yang Jian's fantasy at this time.

Whether we can really take this shortcut depends on how the founder of the Invincible Golden Body Judgment will judge Master Yuding's 'repair'.

Arriving at Xuandu City in half a day, Yang Jian felt a little proud when he looked at the Black Spirit Kingdom that was already blocked outside the border of Xuandu City.

Although I really want to meet the eldest lady and the young lady right now, there are more important things in Xuandu City; Yang Jian can only suppress the enthusiasm in his heart, and directly chooses to join the big formation in Xuandu City.

The Hei Ling Kingdom, the original Four Spirit Realm, has become Yang Jian's 'base camp'.

It is neither far nor close to Honghuang, and it can quickly rectify the army and rush to help Honghuang continuously, and it also maintains enough buffer space with Honghuang Tiandi.

It was Yang Jian's whimsical idea to push the Black Spirit Kingdom outside Xuandu City, and after hundreds of years, it was finally achieved.

From here, the big net constructed by Ao Xinke is spreading in all directions of the Chaos Sea.

Through some special formations, some simple messages are quickly transmitted in the Chaos Sea, thus building a complete system that continuously gathers messages from all over the Chaos Sea.

After the Hei Ling Kingdom annexed the Wang Yi Kingdom, its strength had already expanded to a certain extent; and Yang Jian spent hundreds of years integrating Baishan, and cultivated their power into the real overlord in the Chaos Sea.

As the expeditionary army was dispatched all the way, more and more masters of the chaotic spirit clan were controlled by the method of controlling the spiritual core; more and more monks who had left the sea of ​​chaos came to surrender.

All the lands that are conquered will be placed in large formations, pushing those lands to drift in the chaotic sea, and converge towards the Black Spirit Kingdom.

Even if it is impossible to really gather a boundless world in the sea of ​​​​chaos, these forces are closer to the Hei Ling Kingdom, which is convenient for Ao Xinke and the others to rule and dispatch.

"Finally," Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at the Hei Ling Kingdom outside the heavy formation, feeling a little more peaceful in his heart.

The power in your hands is also part of your strength.

The Xuandu City is empty, and the witches and witches have left Xuandu City, staying in the Black Spirit Kingdom all year round to serve.

They have already become the trump cards in Ao Xinke's hands. Wherever Yuanzheng encounters a hard stubble, they have to be relied on to step on it.

Chu Qi, Kong Xuan, Wu Gui, and Wu Wu are almost the top four powerful experts in the Black Spirit Kingdom; of course, there are also many Chaos Spirit Races who have reached this level, and their strength is comparable to that of the prehistoric powers, but they are always under the control of others and cannot be compared with Chu Qi and the others.

As a result, Xuandu City became peaceful again.

The wall is broken, and there is no disturbance.

The little eagle landed on Yang Jian's shoulder, its eagle eyes scanned everywhere, as if it wanted to find some treasures in it.

He entered the tomb of the saints familiarly, and when he walked through Xinhai, he met Xuesheng's remnant spirit. After chatting for a few words, he stopped by the tomb of Xuesheng, and did not let the master of glass to pick him up.

"Your cultivation level is really terrifying," Xue Sheng Canling chuckled, "It seems that you will really end the existence of those powerful enemies."

"Has Master Xuandu ever returned?"

"It's been a long time since I saw him," Xue Sheng Can Ling looked a little dissatisfied, and snorted coldly, "This unlucky person really has no conscience at all!"

Yang Jian laughed a few times, but didn't dare to answer casually.

"Senior Xue," Yang Jian asked, "At the beginning of Taishi, how many saints were there?"

"Basically all the saints of the Great Dao are buried here, and there are two or three half-step to the strong. I heard that someone broke through. One is buried here, that is, the Liuli Treasure Lord. The other one or two have no bones left."

Xue Sheng Canling spoke softly, as if talking about something unimportant, "The bastard suppressed under the tomb has exhausted all the masters in Taishi. Unfortunately, it still has no effect."

Yang Jian nodded solemnly, "How did those powerful enemies appear?"

"I don't know, they seem to pop out suddenly, no one knows where they come from." Xue Sheng Canling sighed, "Maybe, this is the difference in realm."

Yang Jian said: "If you go to interrogate the suppressed Xeon..."

"Even if you are unmatched in combat power, you should absolutely never have the idea of ​​pushing someone of the same realm horizontally!"

Xue Sheng Canling's expression became more dignified, staring at Yang Jian, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, I didn't want to burden you more. Since you have such thoughts, I'd like to briefly tell you what happened back then. I don't remember much."

Yang Jian made a bow, and said while walking with Xue Sheng Canling, although he heard a lot of news that he had never heard before, his mood did not become heavier because of it.

In other words, Yang Jian has already prepared.

When the extremely powerful Taishi Realm was destroyed, nine powerful enemies appeared, but although these powerful enemies were all supreme beings, their strength crushed the saints of the Taishi Realm; but most of these supreme beings acted alone, and their strengths varied.

For example, the strongest person suppressed here is also the top existence among the nine strongest enemies.

Here, it was originally a trap prepared for every one who defeated the strongest; the strongest stepped into the trap very conceitedly, and started a battle with more than half of the masters in the Taishi world.

The result of the war was naturally extremely tragic, and the tombs of more than a hundred saints are the best proof.

And the strength shown by this strongest man during the battle is really amazing. He has mastered at least six avenues, and there is no pressure to sweep the avenue saint.

In the end, the most powerful person was seriously injured and suppressed, and the saints who died in battle formed a strange array with a large tomb, and directly banned this most powerful person. It has been an unknown number of years...

When the disabled spirits who stayed here guarding the tomb thought that the strongest man was dead, when Master Liuli went to investigate with a few others, they found in despair that the other party was still alive, and even compared to when he was banned at first, the other party hadn't changed in any way.

"The remnant souls hidden in the Heart Sea Boundary Monument have pulled many monks into the formation and fed the strongest man with the true spirit. If things go on like this, the strongest man may really escape from the predicament. Therefore, the outer city was just sealed to prevent future generations of monks from entering again."

Xue Sheng Can Ling spoke very calmly, and Yang Jian's expression was normal.

He had indeed thought of these things before.

Yang Jian said: "I still want to meet this Xeon."

"I know you want to find out the details of the powerful enemy, but it's too dangerous to do so." Xue Sheng Canling's voice became softer, "Don't be impatient, at least step into the saint realm first; in this way, you are qualified to talk to the strongest."

"Don't worry, senior, I won't mess around with my life," Yang Jian replied somewhat ambiguously, obviously not completely dispelling the idea, and Xue Ling didn't persuade him much.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the exit on the other side of the saint's tomb. Yang Jian saluted and said goodbye. Before leaving, he couldn't help asking: "Does senior hate these supreme beings who destroyed Taishi?"

"Hate, I don't hate," Xue Sheng Can Ling chuckled, "I'm just the spirit of the tomb guard, so what does the great world buried here have to do with me?"

As the cold wind blew, her long silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, and the white skirt on her body also swayed gently.

The beauty is thrilling, but also a little unreal.

After leaving the Ice and Snow Tomb, Yang Jian went straight to the Master of the Glazed Treasure; along the way, he noticed many remnants of saints, as well as ancient monks hiding in many saints' tombs.

These monks are already walking corpses. If Yang Jian didn't perceive them carefully, he would feel that they are no different from dead people.

Nine Supremes...

The number of the most powerful people who destroyed Taishi was nine, and one person was suppressed here;

The number of the most powerful people who destroyed Tai Chi is four, and there is currently no news of any of the most powerful people dying in battle;

The number of Xeons who destroyed Taisu was one, which gave Pan Gu the opportunity to open up the prehistoric world.

Is the most powerful gradually dying out?

No, it's just that these great worlds are getting weaker and weaker, and those guys who are constantly destroying the living world don't feel the need to show up.

The strongest naturally do not lack the dignity of the strong.

What Honghuang will face in the future is at least eight powerful people; even if only one person shows up at the beginning, and they barely defeat this person, they will definitely attract more powerful people to cull them later.

This deadlock is really hard to break.

You still have to rely on the method of fellow practitioners, even if there is only a slight possibility, it may be the prehistoric, your own lifeline.

Moreover, Yang Jian suddenly realized a problem...

The nine powerhouses who have shown up don't seem to be so harmonious with each other, otherwise why some powerhouses were sealed here, and the other powerhouses didn't come to rescue them for so many years...

As long as a powerful person with full strength comes here, how can it be impossible to save the people trapped here?

Yang Jian couldn't help but have a few bold ideas in his mind, but these ideas were too unrealistic.

Come on, hurry up and practice.

Landing in front of the colored glaze tomb, the door of the tomb opened slowly, Yang Jian stepped forward, and once again stepped into the large tomb where the colored glaze light was flowing around.

When he is really sanctified one day, he will definitely meet the strongest who will be suppressed here.

Maybe all the questions in my heart can be answered.