The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Xiao Lan came across the chaotic sea, and stood there for a moment, stunned for a moment, the primordial spirit was almost separated from the body by the yin and yang qi.

Her cultivation base is still too weak, almost unable to bear the pulling force of being pulled by the Yin-Yang Dao.

Surrounded by the boundless and chaotic atmosphere, she quickly called out the five spirit clan masters, who immediately surrounded Xiao Lan and searched around vigilantly.

"Commander Xiao, this place is already on the edge of the wild."

"Quick, go find Sister Xinke immediately!"

"I can vaguely feel that the master is not far from here," a spirit clan whispered. This person is the spirit core controlled by Ao Xinke, and he can be regarded as the elder of the Black Spirit Kingdom. He also saved Xiao Lan and Feng Wu when the Black Spirit Kingdom was destroyed by virtue of his magical powers.

Without saying anything, the five of them dragged Xiao Lan with their respective powers, and rushed to the place where Ao Xinke was at their fastest speed.

They didn't fly very far, and there was an army of spirit tribes blocking their way.

Xiao Lan held up a seemingly ordinary wooden sign that actually contained a unique Taoist rhyme, and the spirit tribe troops along the way gave way one after another, and passed the news of Xiao Lan's arrival to the rear.

Such a short journey was extremely difficult for Xiao Lan.

After all, there is a Daoist saint who is rushing here with hundreds of thousands of old troops of the most powerful. At this time, he may have already fought against the army of the Spirit Race near the Hei Ling Kingdom, but the news could not be sent back in time.

In fact, Ao Xinke and the others have already noticed the changes in the Hei Ling Kingdom.

After all, if the masters of the spirit clan who were controlled by the spiritual core died, the people who controlled these masters would also be affected, and immediately sense the dissipation of that ray of soul.

In the previous battle of the Black Spirit Nation, a total of hundreds of quasi-sacred masters of the Chaos Spirit Race who stayed behind fell, how could Ao Xinke and the others not know?

The major commanders who controlled the armies from all walks of life gathered around Ao Xinke to discuss the matter, except for the army led by Chi Jingzi and Taoist Huanglong who were at the back, and the two Taoist priests who were hiding on the way to Honghuang from the Black Spirit Kingdom.

The Hei Ling Kingdom was destroyed too suddenly and too quickly, and even the news from that side has not been transmitted yet. The information lag caused by this distance is really inexplicable.

You can't let the saints send messages back and forth. Honghuang's strength is far from being so strong, and the meritorious saints are also commendable combat power.

The news of Xiao Lan's arrival reached the ears of several people. Ao Xinke was relieved first, and then immediately asked, "Apart from Commander Xiao, is there anyone else? Where are mother and Feng Wu?"

"I haven't seen the mistress and Commander Feng. Commander Xiao is escorted by five generals and is rushing here."

"Go all the way and lead them here!"

Ao Xinke didn't bother to cover her whereabouts anymore, she quickly conveyed her order, and Xiao Lan came even faster.

After half an hour, the two finally met.

When seeing Ao Xinke, Xiao Lan couldn't hold it back after all, her eyes turned red and she burst into tears.

Along the way, she was really too frightened, and she thought in her heart that she was fighting ten Dao saints alone, and was trapped in the big formation with her husband who didn't know what was going on.

But when Xiao Lan cried, Ao Xinke and the others panicked.

"Lan'er, what's wrong with you? Where are Feng Wu and mother?"

Xiao Lan also knew that she couldn't panic, cut off her tears, and said quickly in a hoarse voice: "Feng Wu and her mother are hiding in the saint's tomb in Xuandu City. I was sent back by a saint's remnant spirit, and the Hei Ling Kingdom was destroyed by the joint efforts of fourteen great saints..."

"We don't have any power to fight back. Only dozens of generals survived, and they are guarding mother and Feng Wu at this moment."

Ao Xinke's voice trembled unknowingly: "Is your husband safe?"

"Husband, he... He is still fighting those saints in Xuandu City at this moment. He has killed three powerful enemies, but he was trapped. There is another Daoist saint who led hundreds of thousands of strong soldiers all the way to the Great Desolation! At this time, he must have fought with the rear army led by the two uncles!"

"Ten? Trapped formation?" Ao Fangtian on the side stared.

Kong Xuan was more practical in his concern, "The rear army is far away from us, and even if it is too late to support, we can only give orders quickly... Where did those strong soldiers come from?"

"Hundred Mountain Tomb," Xiao Lan naturally heard the news from his subordinates, and was ready to deal with it, but it's a pity...

All the calculations, but the combined blow of the fourteen great saints.

"Although there are only a few hundred thousand of these powerful soldiers, they are all golden immortals and great Luos, and there are countless quasi-sages among them. They are far from being invincible to our army." Xiao Lan has also recovered his usual calm, and said in a steady voice. "At this time, the only thing is to gather the spirit clan masters who have not yet entered the prehistoric golden fairyland, and rush to resist! Only in this way can we have a chance to stop the opponent."

"Chu Qi has brought half of the masters into Honghuang for support," Ao Xinke said worriedly, and then paced back and forth.

Ao Fangtian said: "We must first send someone to report this matter to the saint."

"I'll arrange it," Kong Xuan turned around and ordered in a hurry, and immediately dozens of spirit clan masters flew away, rushed out of the big ship, and hurriedly communicated to Honghuang.

Ao Xinke breathed out lightly, and said in a deep voice: "According to what Lan'er said, let's gather the rest of the masters, and we don't have to start with the Golden Immortal. Half of the cultivation level is comparable to that of the Celestial Immortal. In this way, we can fight the opponent."

"But the Daoist Saint..." Ao Fangtian sighed in a low voice, "Forget it, anyone who can fight the Saint will fight, let's try to see if we can hold him back."

Kong Xuan said softly: "This catastrophe is really not that easy."

"well……"

Ao Xinke stared at the prehistoric land with hesitant eyes, but finally said in a low voice: "Brother, let's go to Dragon Palace to see if we can invite some experts to help."

"Dragon Palace's troops have also been thrown into the battle, and it may be difficult to deploy."

"Anyway, I'm going to try it. Big Brother and the others must have hidden their opponents so that they can protect the blood of the Dragon Clan and escape when the flood is lost." Ao Xinke said, "If the flood does not exist, the visible world will be overthrown. Although the Chaos Sea is huge, how can it escape the pursuit of the saint?"

"This," Ao Fangtian also hesitated, but then he nodded heavily, without saying anything, and rushed to Honghuang to ask for help.

And Xiao Lan was already standing on the star map beside him, watching the position of the rear army of the Spirit Race army who came to Honghuang for support.

Presumably, there is already a river of blood...

"I don't know if Master Huanglong and Master Chi Jingzi are safe."

As soon as this remark came out, several people had no choice but to face each other in silence.

The powerful enemy is coming fiercely, and there are not too many masters left in the rear army. Even the base camp of Hei Ling Kingdom can't withstand the opponent's blow, and they are destroyed in an instant.

Xiao Lan's worry was actually realized by several people, but they couldn't express it directly.

Even if they set off here immediately to support, even with the blessing of many large formations, but without the escort of a saint, it would take them at least two days to reach the place where Taoist Huanglong is.

In fact, the most sensible move at this time is to deploy defenses nearby, but if they did so, they would simply give up on Yang Jian's two uncles.

"Don't worry too much," Kong Xuan said, "Both Chi Jingzi and Huang Long know the importance of their own lives. Many of their subordinates are fighting against powerful enemies in the wild. If they die, Honghuang will lose a lot of combat power."

"That's right," Ao Xinke also said, "Senior Master Huang Long has always been very shrewd, so he definitely won't cause accidents easily. Let's call the two generals that the senior master belongs to, and see how they are in order to know what's ahead."

Xiao Lan nodded slightly, and could only sigh slightly, she said: "Sister, what are our chances of winning? Can you rush back to help your husband?"

"Your husband might come to support us," Kong Xuan rolled his eyes, "Sages fight, what can we get involved in? Just hide aside and wave the flag to cheer, and tell Yang Jian that this side has won."

Just as they were talking, a general reported that the army had assembled as they requested.

Without waiting for Ao Fangtian and the dragon masters, Ao Xinke immediately let Xiao Lan take over the military affairs here, and flew out of this beast fairy ship together with Kong Xuan, and headed towards the way they came with, bringing millions of spirits with them.

Ao Xinke's order is to prepare for battle at all times, and I don't know if the old troops of the most powerful will suddenly appear.

Just a moment after the army set out, dozens of streamers flew out of the wilderness, chasing the army.

Those are old men with dragon heads, and they are also the last trace of the dragon clan's heritage. With their help, Ao Xinke can also have more confidence.

And their inferences are good, the Dao sage led hundreds of thousands of Xu Mo's old troops and directly swept away the spirit tribe army along the way.

Most of the souls of the spirit clan army assembled by the Hei Ling Kingdom have worked so hard to figure out who their opponent is, and they were directly wiped out by the opponent's offensive that smashed the universe.

The difference in combat power is really too big.

Just like what Kong Xuan said, after Chi Jingzi and Taoist Huanglong discovered such a strong enemy, they also tried to organize experts to block the opponent, but the opponent easily broke through the line of defense.

Fortunately, Taoist Huanglong had a sudden whim, which saved Chi Jingzi and his life...

In the middle of the distance between Honghuang and Xuandu City, there is a remnant battlefield floating in the sea of ​​​​chaos. Countless creatures are buried here, and those who slaughtered this place have already rushed forward, and they have traveled an unknown distance.

Just behind a huge beast ship, in a huge headless corpse, two figures emerged from the neck of the corpse.

Where is the immortal demeanor, where is the extraordinary demeanor, at this moment there is only embarrassment and palpitations.

I heard a person sigh: "Oh, I never thought that I have been practicing Taoism in poverty, but I still have to use this method to die!"

This Taoist used spells to clean himself, so who else is he?

"Is it okay to be strict? That group of quasi-sages rushed over, and there is also a real Daoist!" After cleaning his own blood, Huang Long simply changed into a Daoist robe. "Once we die, how many masters in front of us will die in vain? It's only the impoverished natal supernatural power - good luck that worked in time, otherwise the Daoist must have seen the clue just now."

"Alas," Chi Jingzi sighed, looking at the countless corpses around him.

"Life is charcoal, life is charcoal!"

"The catastrophe is like this, feeling useless, let's go, hurry up and see if there are still people who fled just now, pack up the troops and rush back to support."

Taoist Huanglong jumped there and cursed, "If Honghuang is really killed because of this enemy army, Pindao will also drag a few backs when he blew himself up!"

"good!"

Chi Jingzi also became angry, and said in a steady voice, and the two of them turned into two streamers and headed towards the burial places of the various ministries.

It's a pity that there are almost no survivors for the tens of millions of troops here...