The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

With one cut across thousands of miles, the bones were reduced to ashes.

But when the arc of light swayed by Yang Jian approached, a gray shadow frantically fled out, barely dodging the arc of light, but couldn't dodge Yang Jian who was rushing straight at him.

If you look at this gray shadow with a pair of naked eyes, you will find that it is a delicate woman whose beauty is not inferior to that of the wives and concubines at home.

But Yang Jian closed his eyes tightly at this time, locked on the figure with his forehead vertical eyes, and what he saw was only a strange python with a pair of clam shells.

The gigantic beast that was thousands of miles long just now is actually the 'Faxiang' of this little guy that is only half a foot long.

What is this?

Yang Jian was a little curious in his heart, so he jumped behind this guy, not daring to be careless, he shot him down directly.

With a somewhat hoarse roar, a weak female voice appeared in Yang Jian's heart, shouting: "Forgive me! Shangxian, please forgive me!"

Shangxian...

This name is not common.

Yang Jian cut open the 'clamshell' of this strange creature with a single shot, and the blade of the gun came to the back of its head.

Yang Jian said coldly: "Self-appointed mana, or you will die."

The strange creature trembled, and the transformed woman sighed faintly, and tapped a few vital points on her body with both hands.

But under Yang Jian's vertical eyes on his forehead, the thing didn't move at all.

"You still want to deceive me with such an illusion?" Yang Jian sneered, and with a light swipe of the three-pointed double-edged gun, a wound appeared on the neck of this strange creature, and it trembled in pain.

Yang Jian slapped it suddenly, the golden light in his hand shone, and the golden pattern on his body seemed to spread a part, wrapping this strange creature directly in the golden light.

Jin Wen sealed the town.

This is the supernatural power of the Glazed Treasure Lord. Although this strange creature is terrifyingly strong in illusion, and its own realm seems to be only half a step away from the saint realm, its body does not match its cultivation level for some reason, and it is very fragile.

Sealing this creature, Yang Jian was still not at ease, and turned out hundreds of Xuangang daggers, which were pressed against the whole body of this thing. As long as the opponent moved slightly, it would be directly tied into a broken sack by Xuanhand.

Yang Jian released the little eagle, and the little eagle searched around with some doubts, as if looking for the giant beast.

"Don't look for it, it's just a phantom created by this thing," Yang Jian patted Xiaoying's head, "Do you want to eat this thing?"

The strange creature suddenly trembled.

Xiaoying looked a little disgusted, standing on Yang Jian's shoulder, looking disappointed.

Obviously, what the little eagle saw was also the woman, and it has never devoured creatures close to the innate body, this time is also natural.

Yang Jian didn't see it in his eyes, but couldn't help admiring, the illusion of this thing is really powerful, even the spirit beasts bred by the Dao like Xiaoying can't see through it.

Fortunately, Yang Jian's divine eyes became stronger as his physical body continued to grow stronger, able to see through illusory, it was really the nemesis of this strange snake.

Closing his vertical eyes, Yang Jian opened his eyes and saw a lovely and pitiful woman reclining in front of her, her body was blocked by hundreds of daggers, and was also blocked by groups of golden lines.

"What are you?"

Yang Jian said coldly, "I'm not a person who likes to kill indiscriminately. I just came here today to hunt fierce beasts for this little guy. I didn't expect to meet you. You don't have to act like this in front of me. I can see through your body."

The woman sighed dejectedly, light and shadow flickered slightly, and turned into an old man.

Naturally, this is also an illusion, but Yang Jian feels that this old man is the embodiment of this thing's true state of mind.

The old man directly spoke the common language of the prehistoric world, "I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful person as you in the invisible world where the strongest are constantly destroying the world."

Yang Jian frowned, "Who the hell are you?"

"This deity...cough, this old man belongs to the mirage dragon clan, and our clan is the creator of the visible world, which can swim between the visible and the invisible. You see, this boundless chaotic sea is just a chaotic cloud swallowed up by the ancestor of our clan. Heh, why don't you release this deity quickly?"

The old man was full of madness when he opened his mouth. Yang Jian was shocked at first, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Yang Jian asked back: "Since your ancestor is the beginning of form, why do you still want to hunt and kill beasts here to practice?"

"This..." The old man smiled awkwardly, "My ancestor is actually muddled, without self, without spiritual awareness..."

There was a smile in Yang Jian's eyes, the more the old man said, the more guilty he felt, and finally he could only smile wryly.

"Who are you and why did you catch me?"

"I'm just a little cultivator, so there's really no reason to catch you," Yang Jian put away the three-pointed double-edged gun, "I just heard from a senior that there was once a treasure named Mirage Pearl in this chaotic sea, in this world..."

The old man's complexion changed drastically, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"How do you know about the mirage bead? The Taishi Realm has long been destroyed, and the mirage bead that was lost in Taishi was also blown up by the strongest. Today's prehistoric is just the aftertaste of Taisu, and Taisu has never been passed down..."

The old man talked more and more in a panic, and the smile in Yang Jian's eyes became more obvious.

Obviously, this monster is quite capable of creating illusions, but its own brain is not very good.

When the mirage dragon came back to his senses, he looked at Yang Jian in despair.

"You... well, that's all, no wonder my short-lived parents said I was too stupid, you can kill if you want, pity my mirage dragon clan has been going on for countless years, but today it will be extinct."

The old man secretly took a look at Yang Jian's face, and continued to behave miserably there.

Yang Jian already had an idea in his heart.

If this mirage dragon is used well, it may have a miraculous effect, especially the current shortage of prehistoric saints. If the mirage dragon's ability can hold back a few powerful enemies on the side of the strong, it will be able to relieve a lot of pressure during the war.

In particular, this mirage dragon may really have a hard-to-use brain.

——This can be seen from the pitiful attack method of the phantom it made when fighting with Yang Jian before.

Yang Jian said calmly: "You are in my hands now, how about I discuss it with you?"

"Discussion? What's the matter?"

"Of course it's a matter of your life," Yang Jian said solemnly, and the old mirage dragon couldn't help becoming nervous.

"Speaking."

"Now that you are in my hands, I can kill you with my own hands, and your body can't escape my eyes. Does this mean that your life is in my hands?"

Yang Jian clasped his palms, and the old man Milong stared at Yang Jian's palms for a while, then nodded, "Of course."

Yang Jian said again: "In this way, I have this bargaining chip. What kind of bargaining chip do you want to exchange with me, so that I will return this life to you?"

The old man Mirage thought for a while, then sighed: "You still plan to plot my Mirage Pearl, but this is the foundation of my practice. If you take it away, I might as well be killed by you now."

"You're thinking wrong again." Yang Jian put his hands behind his back, "What's the use of having your mirage beads? If you have mirage beads, you are no match for me, so why should I use mirage beads to fight others? Wouldn't that be giving up everything?"

The old man Mirage nodded slowly: "That's the reason, but how can I exchange my life with you?"

"You still have one thing, which is equivalent to your life, it just depends on whether you are willing to exchange it."

"What?"

"yourself."

"Myself?"

"That's right, yourself," Yang Jian said seriously, "If you think about it carefully, the only thing that can compare with your life is yourself?"

"Myself?" There was a little doubt in Mirage Dragon's eyes, and then the doubt gradually became clear, and he nodded deeply, "What you said is very reasonable, it is indeed me. Only myself can compare with my life. But how can this be changed?"

Yang Jian said: "Give yourself to me, take out a piece of your soul, and make a heavy oath to do things for me, isn't that all right?"

"This...then I traded myself and you for my life, you won't go back on your word?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, "If I repent, I will be abandoned by Dao!"

"Okay! I'll switch with you!" The old man Milong said in a calm voice, as if afraid of Yang Jian's repentance, and then handed over a wisp of soul, allowing Yang Jian to cast the secret method, and made a heavy oath in front of Yang Jian's eyes.

At that moment, Yang Jian withdrew the arrangement around the dragon's body, and the old man transformed by the dragon made a salute to Yang Jian, turned around and flew towards the sea of ​​blood.

But halfway through the flight, the old man suddenly stopped.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Come back, dispel the illusion."

The figure of the old man suddenly dissipated, Milong turned his head to look at Yang Jian in disbelief, but his body swam towards Yang Jian involuntarily.

This mirage dragon is quite unattractive, it looks like a stubby dragon with a pair of clam shells growing on its back.

Mirage Dragon asked in astonishment: "You, what did you do to me?"

Yang Jian played with the Dao Yuan soul, and said to the Dao Yuan soul again: "Take a look at the mirage pearl."

Mirage Dragon's body trembled, his eyes were full of resistance, but he started to move involuntarily.

The billowing blood mist kept rolling and collapsing, slowly condensing towards the most central point, and a large void without the breath of chaos appeared around it.

Soon, a colorless bead with a diameter of hundreds of feet flew slowly and stopped behind the mirage dragon.

It just stopped, and then disappeared again. No matter whether Yang Jian used his divine sense or his vertical eyes, he couldn't catch the slightest trace of this huge mirage bead.

Yang Jian nodded, wrapped the primordial soul with profound energy, and carefully put it into the gourd hanging from his hair belt.

"You," Mirage Dragon began to cry, "You plot against me!"

Yang Jian arched his hands: "I'm offended, don't worry Brother Milong, I will definitely not let you die easily in the future, and I will not let you do other things for me, I just ask you to help me and Honghuang."

The mirage dragon's face was dead silent immediately, looking at Yang Jian with blank eyes, leaning against his mirage bead silently, sighing for a while.

"Why do you creatures with both hands and feet have so many minds?" Mirage Dragon sighed, "No wonder, our Mirage Dragon Clan was destroyed by you in the beginning, but you have lived through one world after another, and are still prosperous today."

In the beginning?

Yang Jian lifted his spirits and looked at this unattractive mirage dragon.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the information he got, he directly activated the secret method and asked the mirage dragon as if he was giving orders.

"When were you born?"

Mirage Dragon had no choice but to bow his head, and replied honestly: "In the beginning."

In the beginning?

As far as this mirage dragon's brain is concerned, how did it survive until now?

Could it be a fraud?

Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless, and immediately began to question carefully, but what Milong said shocked Yang Jian's heart even more...

The Nine Supremes were born in the Absolute Beginning Realm and destroyed the Absolute Beginning Realm with their own hands!

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