The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　 The quaint scrolls grow longer in the wind, and in a blink of an eye it has covered the sky and the sun.

　　 The blue giant claw seems to come quickly, but it is half a minute slower than the spread of the scroll.

　　 The cyan giant claws blasted on the front of the picture scroll. In an instant, the world changed color and the storm raged, but Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian under the picture scroll were not affected at all. The sound of the piano was still there, and it was not cut off.

　　 Those who shot before and after, make a judgment!

　　 is also the reminder of Chu Qian's piano sound, which made Yang Jian wake up at the moment of distraction, and his mind raised a warning sign!

　　 Don’t, be hit by those three daggers!

　　 But those three flying blades of white bones have already pounced in front of Yang Jian at this time, and there is not much time for him to deal with...

　　 Twenty-three bright lights gleamed out of Yang Jian's body, his figure plummeted, and his long hair pointed towards the sky.

　　 also fell like this, giving Yang Jian the opportunity to backhand!

　　 He raised his hands high, smashed a bone dagger with a punch with his right hand, and lightly slashed a circle with his left hand, and flew a bone dagger diagonally.

　　 But there is still a third dagger that the big demon head raided!

　　 Yang Jian has no way of avoiding it, and he did not expect that the other party would have such a secret move. The third dagger was about to get into his forehead!

　　 Yang Jian was still calm, adjusting his profound energy and condensing the profound energy, his forehead abruptly condensed the tip of the sword...

　　Ping!

　　 The third bone dagger, half an inch in front of Yang Jian's forehead, burst out! However, the elbows and armpits were transformed again, and a wave of black and red intertwined demonic air penetrated Yang Jian's eyes!

　　 This is the demon way to attack his soul!

　　 Yang Jian did not dare to be careless, forcibly aroused the divine light in his eyes, the divine light bloomed, and the two entangled monsters were directly crushed.

　　 But Yang Jian also had a tingling in his forehead, and he felt his body was empty and his vision was blurred...This is because the power of the soul has been consumed too much.

　　 bit the tip of his tongue, Yang Jian came to his senses, a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the figure kept rushing towards the sky!

When 　　 rose into the sky, Yang Jian looked a hundred miles away distractedly. After seeing the picture scroll blocking the blue giant claws, only his sister and Chu Qian, who played the piano, were left on the top of the mountain, so he no longer had any worries!

　　 "Thank you, senior!"

　　 Yang Jian opened his mouth and shouted loudly, knowing that there is an expert secretly protecting him, he only needs to concentrate on the enemy.

　　 That huge skull was equally angry, his mouth wide open, and white bone daggers shot at Yang Jian, like a shower of rain!

　　 The sound of the piano played urgently.

　　 Yang Jian's figure was suddenly enveloped in profound energy, and in a blink of an eye he turned into a cloud-piercing eagle. With his two wings fighting, he found a gap in the sky with white bone daggers!

　　嗖!

　　 The eagle turns three times, leaving a clear trail in the sky and the earth, in the rain of bones and daggers!

　　 is like a fierce Thunder Dragon, spreading its teeth and dancing claws, but facing the sky!

　　I never thought that Yang Jian could break through the bone dagger rain so easily!

　　 The huge skull dodged hurriedly, and the black gas gushing out from his huge eye sockets, Yingfeng Ning became two dead bone generals, waved the halberd, and stopped Yang Jian!

　　 Yang Jian's body shape changed again, and his profound energy lingered, and he turned into a Jinpeng he had used several times!

　　 Compared with the fast eagle, Jinpeng was more ferocious, sweeping with its wings, and forcibly smashed two dead bone generals wearing armor!

　　 "Go away!"

　　 The huge skull roared and continued to retreat! This is the true nature of this demon, how can you let Yang Jian get close?

　　 But Jin Peng's figure circulated neatly, and suddenly rose to the sky, avoiding the **** spears that the skull urged.

　　 Looking at the shadow of Jinpeng, it is like a golden arrow breaking through the boundless clouds of the sky, breaking through the clouds, and bathing in the sun!

　　 Yang Jian's figure emerged, completely overlapping with the shadow of Jinpeng!

　　 is like a **** of war who has existed in heaven and earth since it was founded!

　　 its prestige is inviolable! His body cannot be lost! His ambition is unyielding! Its soul is indestructible!

　　 The big demon saw Yang Jian's divine might, and was shocked, and immediately he was about to escape into the great formation of his own broken mountain.

　　 It only felt that Yang Jian was really too tricky, and despite his demon power, he had nothing to do with him.

　　 right now!

　　 There was a gap in the heart of the dead bone great demon, and a ray of piano sound quietly penetrated into it, making the great demon a little trance.

　　Look at Jinpeng again, like a thunderbolt! Just in a blink of an eye, it has rushed to the huge skull, and a sharp claw slapped on the top of the skull vigorously!

boom!

　　 This huge skull is actually very hard. It was just shot by Jinpeng, like a comet, hitting the ground with billowing black smoke...

　　 Yang Jian recovered himself, Xuan Gang condensed into a shadowless spear, and was held in his hand; he drew a low voice, and with all his strength, threw the spear made by Xuan Gang against the ground!

　　 A shot was thrown, and Yang Jian stopped in the air and did not chase it down, but he began a punching exercise...

　　 On the ground, the huge skull couldn't reverse the huge force that Jinpeng's claw applied to it. It slammed directly into the ground, smashing a huge hole.

　　 This big demon, at this moment, for Yang Jian, naturally he can't wait to devour it!

　　 This skull is its main body. It has consumed a million souls and cultivated a Yuanhui to become an immortal bone spirit.

　　 If one day it can condense the whole body, it will be a way of death! Let it be free!

　　 At this time, its skull is complete, and it is about to step into the realm of the Golden Demon of the Great Luo. At that time, it was considered a great supernatural power, and it could be born unscrupulously to plunder the soul and speed up the cultivation.

　　 But by the way, a human disciple who taught three generations suddenly appeared! Also hit its hilltop!

　　 It originally thought that even if Yang Jian could defeat the three Golden Immortals, it was nothing.

　　 In its eyes, the Nine Lives Cat Demon and the Black Toothed Goat Demon are at the level of a half hungry man. The Jade Bone Qin Demon is beautiful and charming, and it is really powerless to fight for life and death.

　　 And after the battle with the three monsters, Yang Jian was wounded and nursed in the Tengu Clan for two days... This gave the Death Bone Demon an ‘accurate’ judgment on Yang Jian’s strength.

　　 What's more, Yang Jian is a physical training, but his dead bone monster specializes in the soul, perfectly restraining Yang Jian!

　　 This is going down and the other is growing. The Dead Bone Demon feels that he has taken Yang Jian, and even killed Yang Jian, just like getting something from a bag.

　　 can now! now!

　　Take from the bag becomes a chestnut from the fire!

　　 This mere repair is so difficult! And the sound of the jade-bone piano demon helped stabilize the mind, as well as the unpredictable magical power!

　　 After a fight, it fell into a situation where it was controlled everywhere, and Yang Jian’s ability to play was a vivid one!

　　 At this time, it was shot on the ground with a slap in the face of Jin Peng, who was transformed by Yang Jian, in a panic and face...

　　 The dead bone monster felt resentful in his heart, and suddenly found that his originally smooth and beautiful skull had small cracks, and he was even more frightened.

　　 The original powerless, unfounded, and backgroundless monster like him has naturally experienced countless life-and-death fights since the cultivation of a fascinating alien soul snake, and it is not the most dangerous today.

Where there is life, there is hope.

　　 It made up its mind, took advantage of the situation and went first, and immediately used the demon method to escape to its own nest-Broken Mountain.

　　 Such long-winded thoughts are actually just between the electric light and flint. Just as the Dead Bone Demon was about to make a move, the monster's energy was enough to envelope his skull, and he heard a rapid blast from above!

　　 The sound came later!

　　 Xuan Gang Shadowless Gun!

boom!

　　 This half-foot stepped into the Great Luo Realm, the skull is as powerful as the dead bones of the big Luo demon body, watching his skull, was punched out of a palm-sized hole!

　　 On the edge of the hole, spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly, and the pain that stimulated his demon soul made it only open its mouth!

"what--"

　　 This world is shaking with a scream!

　　 All the creatures thousands of miles away were trembling, and the world was in chaos. I don't know what happened.

　　咻咻咻!

　　 The sound of breaking through the air was continuous, this time it was not a Xuangang shadowless gun, but ten shots, one hundred shots!

　　 Yang Jian seemed to be punching in the air, but in fact, using a set of self-realizing physical skills, he quickly threw out more than a hundred shadowless guns made of Xuan Gang!

　　The gun is like rain, the rainbow is broken!

　　 The roaring sound is continuous, the cracked earth, scattered monsters, splashing bones, and abruptly interrupted scream...

　　Yang Jian stood in the air, breathing heavily, but the clouds in the sky were slowly dissipating, and the long-lost sunlight for tens of thousands of years spread to the black mountain for hundreds of miles...

　　 Right below Yang Jian, the huge skull had been shattered into countless white crumbs, and only a ball of light was enveloped by a faint demon.

　　 Yang Jian gradually steadied his breathing, and fell towards the ground, his eyes filled with indifference, the profound gang in his body was almost emptied, and a long sword still condensed.

　　 Alas, I'm really going to find a weapon in hand.

　　 Yang Jian felt a little helpless. If he already had a magic weapon capable of withstanding Xuan Gang, this battle would not have been so laborious.

　　 He fell before a ball of black and red intertwined light, and a weak consciousness came out of the light...

　　 "Shang Xian... forgive... life..."

　　 Yang Jian did not change his expression~www.NovelMTL.com~ slowly stabbed the sword made by Xuan Gangning.

　　 At this moment, a scream that seemed to have endured for a long time came from the sky: "My monster race is willing to exchange its life with a heavy treasure!"

　　 But following this shout, another chuckling sounded, with a faint book business atmosphere, "Dao friends can decide on their own. Don't worry, don't have to show your teacher, there is no Yaozu Daluo who can move you."

　　 Before this person could finish speaking, Yang Jian had already pierced the black and red air.

　　 With a light pick, the black and red air exploded, and Yang Jian slapped a palm of profound energy, crushing all the scattered aura.

　　Thinking that the spirit of the dead bone is also a generation of great monsters, and several ancestors of the monster clan are optimistic about the outstanding younger generations, so it is so, and the ashes are wiped out...

　　 High in the sky, the Yaozu Da Luo who spoke first was angry, but he did not dare to attack Yang Jian, but cursed: "Lu Chunyang! I will leave you here today!"

　　 "Hahahaha!"

　　 High in the sky, a scholar with a sword back slowly appeared, proudly said: "I was in agitated heart as I watched the first battle today, so I might as well cut a big Luo Jin demon!"

　　 "You! Good, good, good!" Yaozu Daluo did not show up, but his voice got farther and farther.

　　 "Lv Chunyang, remember it for me! I will wash your sect with blood, and destroy your inheritance!"

　　 The scholar who carried the sword sighed and sneered: "You old monsters, the cultivation base on your lips is getting more and more powerful. I really want to kill you today."

　　 In the big hole in the ground, a somewhat unstretched Yang Jian stood there, thinking.

　　 Lu Chunyang?

　　 This name, he has never heard of it. I think it is the power of the human race, but why is there a strange familiarity?

　　 Chunyang... Chunyang... and surname Lu...

Eh? Could it be him?

　　 Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and finally couldn't help laughing a few times.