The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

What happened just now? It seems to be Nezha's voice...

Although he was distracted for a while and was suppressed and beaten by Xu Mo for several rounds, Yang Jian's golden body avenue and the support of Bajiu Xuangong did not make him too embarrassed. He quickly regrouped and regained the balance.

Afterwards, he continued to fight, and had another vicious fight with Xu Mo.

Yang Jian didn't dare to be too distracted to think about these things. Nezha should have been in the trial ground for less than a hundred years, and he might still be struggling in the first twenty levels. With a few saints guarding him, he didn't have to worry too much.

Maybe it's because my primordial spirit was confused by Xu Mo's supernatural powers, and I was a little hallucinating.

Not talking about family affairs outside, Yang Jian put away all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and devoted himself to fighting with all his heart.

Of course he wanted to win, but at this moment he really had nothing to do with Xu Mo, the latter couldn't really hurt his golden body even though his injury had not healed.

But it is always beneficial to Yang Jian to fight like this.

At least it is more meaningful than doing nothing and waiting for Xu Mo to recover from his injury.

Since the war with Xu Mo this time, Yang Jian has not gained nothing, at least he has a way to deal with Xu Mo's many methods, and he has a little understanding of the realm of the strongest.

The strongest person who can control two avenues at the same time is far from being comparable to the sum of two avenue saints.

It's like there are many quasi-sages whose mana is not weaker than the existence of saints, but they have no backhand power when facing saints-this is the difference in realms, and the most powerful is a great realm above the great saints.

It also seems that this is the ultimate state at the end of Taoism.

Xu Mo who controls the two avenues is already so difficult to deal with, so how terrible was the ruler of the Eternal God Kingdom who controlled the nine avenues back then?

And how strong is Dubi, who defeated the Eternal Lord and destroyed the Eternal God Kingdom by himself? Is it also the strongest who has mastered the nine avenues, and then ninety-nine return to one?

Yang Jian would think about these things in his spare time. For him, the road ahead is long, but the time is extremely tight.

Yang Jian really doesn't know if he can kill Xu Mo in the future, will there be another stronger Xeon coming out...

After half a month of fierce fighting with Xu Mo, the two are still tied.

Great cultivation of fighting skills, if you meet your opponent, there are many people who have been fighting for a thousand years; therefore, the battle between Yang Jian and Xu Mo for more than a month is actually not too long.

Although Yang Jian was able to perceive the state of Yunmeng Avenue through the sea of ​​Taoism, he was still concerned about Yunxiao's safety, and deliberately guided the direction of movement of the two's fighting skills. After fighting fiercely for more than a month, they gradually turned back to the prehistoric land.

Sure enough, Yang Jian's worries were not superfluous, and he came back just in time.

Although Yun Xiao spent a long time in the great dream of the Great Master Xuandu, after returning from the dream, he immediately became a saint and achieved perfection.

But Yunxiao's accumulation of mana has always been somewhat inconsistent with his current state.

After fighting for a long time, and trapping dozens of Daoist saints of the same realm, Yunxiao's own mana has been unable to make ends meet, and gradually he can't support it.

But she didn't say anything, and she didn't show any signs of defeat, she still seemed to be able to do a job with ease.

At this point, the two of them should also think about how to get out.

Now that they came, the two of them naturally thought of various ways to escape; Yang Jian first ran the Golden Body Avenue, making a long whistle, and got in touch with Uncle Yunxiao through his own path.

Yunxiao immediately started to act, and the sudden change of Yunmeng Avenue caught Venerable Tu and others a little by surprise, and their figures were trapped in layers of clouds and mist.

It doesn't need to be too long, it only needs to completely trap them for a moment, and Yunxiao will take the opportunity to display his supernatural powers, turning himself into a wisp of white light, and disappearing into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Xu Mo suddenly turned to look in the direction Yun Xiao was fleeing from, stretched out his left hand, and was about to leave Yun Xiao behind tens of thousands of miles away.

But Yang Jian charged towards him, and the snow-white sharp spear unceremoniously smashed on Xu Mo's raised arm, abruptly knocking away the magic power that Xu Mo was about to use.

Xu Mo was a little annoyed at once, turned around and glared at Yang Jian, and attacked Yang Jian's golden body fiercely.

"snort!"

With a half-sneer, Yang Jian's figure suddenly split into three, and at the same time he rushed towards Xu Mo.

Xu Mo is very human after all, waving his sleeve robe, a pair of fleshy palms easily smashed the three figures into pieces, his feet changed shape and changed, and he appeared thousands of miles away out of thin air, and he slapped forward.

In the void that should have been empty, Yang Jian's figure was revealed, and he met Xu Mo with a palm, but was blocked.

Xu Mo said calmly: "Since you're here, why bother to leave if you don't decide the outcome with me?"

Yang Jian frowned slightly, but saw that the edge of the place where they were fighting was flickering, and dozens of figures gathered together. The Venerable Earth, the Venerable Water, the Venerable Aoki, and the Blood Demon Tu Wujing each led a few people to occupy one side, cutting off Yang Jian's retreat.

"Oh?" Yang Jian said with a half-smile, "I seem to be careless today."

"You and that Yunxiao, there will always be one person left," Xu Mo said with murderous intent in his eyes, and the pagoda appeared behind him.

He has already decided to kill Yang Jian here, even if it will aggravate his injury.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, as if he was quite afraid, but he still charged towards Xu Mo with the snow-white gun.

Xu Mo was about to push his own avenue, and the sculpture that had been dim behind the pagoda seemed to come alive... It was a pitch-black giant python, roaring angrily at Yang Jian.

When the pagoda shakes slightly, a divine light will bloom from it;

Yang Jian charged towards him with a gun, his eyes full of fighting spirit!

However, Xu Mo stopped his hand suddenly, and the magical power that was about to be condensed immediately dissipated. He just stretched out a finger and tapped lightly on Yang Jian's phantom.

A flash of sword light flew past, piercing 'Yang Jian' easily.

The figure of this 'Yang Jian' collapsed quickly, and finally turned into three drops of blood that had lost all luster, suspended in the void, and burned on its own in front of Xu Mo and Xu Mo's subordinates.

"Asshole!"

Xu Mo scolded angrily, and flicked his sleeves, "Everyone go back to the prehistoric retreat! When I recover from my injuries, I will slaughter all these young people in one fell swoop!"

"Here."

All the Daoist saints did not dare to breathe, so they could only bow their heads in response.

...

"such a pity."

In the sky above Nanbuzhou, beside Empress Yunxiao who was meditating with her eyes closed, a small insect flew out of Yunxiao's long hair and turned into Yang Jian's figure.

Looking at Hong Huang's direction, Yang Jian showed regret.

He almost fooled Xu Mo with the three thousand Daohua and the blood-dropping avatar, and he clearly showed no flaws...

If Xu Mo's injury could be aggravated, it would be a real surprise; but unfortunately, he still couldn't deceive this powerful man.

But in a blink of an eye, Yun Xiao had already stood up, and said: "If there is nothing wrong, I will go back to restore my mana, and it will take about a month to recover."

"Then let's go find them again in a month to get in trouble," Yang Jian bowed to Yun Xiao, and the two decided to continue harassing Xu Mo, and Yun Xiao returned to the hiding place outside Xuandu City on his own.

On the grass reed kang in Jiezi Qiankun, Xuandu had returned to this place at some point, lying there soundly asleep, it seemed no different from when Yunxiao left.

But if Yun Xiao is careful enough, he can still find the clues left by a saint's remnant spirit...

After Yunxiao left, Yang Jian's spiritual consciousness swept across Nanfang Buzhou, and he was slightly relieved to see that everything was as usual.

Feeling somewhat tired, this is caused by excessive mental exhaustion, not an injury.

Remembering that he seemed to hear Nezha's shout during the battle, Yang Jian rushed directly to meet Tianyan Daozi.

Since the battle with Xu Mo, counting since he left, nearly two hundred years should have passed within the Chaos Clock, and I don't know how many people are still breaking through, and how many people were sent out.

Nezha and the others probably haven't passed the top 30 levels yet.

With a slight movement in his mind, Yang Jian had already appeared outside the saint's courtyard, and pushed the door in.

There were only Lao Tzu and the guide in the courtyard, Yang Jian stepped forward to salute Lao Tzu, and briefly talked about the two avenues of Xu Mo he had seen, as well as the injury of Xu Mo's avenue.

These are relatively important messages, Yang Jian can't analyze anything, maybe the sage of Taiqing can find Xu Mo's flaws.

After finishing these words, Yang Jian asked, "Where is fellow Taoist Tianyan? How about the place where the sword is tested?"

Laozi smiled without saying a word, a phantom of a portal appeared in the corner of the small courtyard, Tianyan Daozi came from inside, raised his hand, and the Chaos Clock appeared and fell into his hand.

Daozi Tianyan said with a smile: "This place for testing swords is really good. The first batch of disciples who entered have made extraordinary advances. You should go in and have a look. Several fellow Taoists also set up those trial places in it."

"Of course it is necessary," Yang Jian took the initiative to greet him, "how many people will leave?"

"Only six people were sent out, and their aptitudes are limited, so it is impossible to break through with this," said Tianyan Daozi before Yang Jian had already walked in front of him.

The Chaos Clock shook slightly and absorbed Yang Jian into it.

"Don't listen to me, but I'm still impatient," Daozi Tianyan curled his lips, then walked to sit next to Lao Tzu with a smile, and seemed to be in a good mood.

In fact, it's not just Tianyan Daozi who is in a good mood, the saints are all in a good mood at this time, since the shadow of the strongest has shrouded the prehistoric world, the saints rarely have so many smiles.

At the place where the sword was tested, Yang Jian's divine sense swept over him, and he was also slightly taken aback.

Yuan Shen Dao monks practice, generally go through the steps of Dao Ji, Ming Dao, Li Dao, and Dao.

The quasi-sacred realm, focusing on the word "quasi", is the transition from the Daluo realm to the saints realm. If you can make the Dao take shape in your own Taoist body or primordial spirit on the basis of understanding the Dao, this is the establishment of the Dao, and it is also the key to cultivating the Dao in the Quasi-sacred realm.

Sanctification is to let the avenue of one's own birth "unfold" between heaven and earth, and one's own will be immortal by virtue of this avenue.

Yang Jian's cultivation is a physical body, which is somewhat different from the cultivation process of Yuan Shen Dao, but the principle is the same. They both need to establish their own Dao before they can try to hit the Saint Realm.

Yang Jian clearly remembered how many of the first batch of quasi-sages he personally sent into the sword-testing place had already established the Dao, but at this time, here, there were seven or eight new Dao's!

Three or four people were buried in the Quasi-Holy Realm from Daluo, touching the edge of the Lidao!

Among them, the most conspicuous new ways are nothing more than two of them...

Thunder?

lotus?

This is!

Yang Jian was overjoyed immediately, laughed a few times, and flew straight to where the mirage dragon was.