The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

How is this possible? Is this kid the power of Quasi-Holy Realm?

　　 So many Yaozu Daluo released his aura and coercion at the same time, the sixth prince of the East China Sea, Aoji, had already been shaky, but Yang Jian broke through the coercion...

　　 Many of their monsters are fake?

　　 "There is another mystery! He is not afraid of being suppressed by his aura! Damn it!"

　　 A demon clan Da Luo suddenly woke up, yelled, and angrily pushed the jade cup in his hand to the ground.

Ding……

　　 Like a cup thrown as a sign, waves of immortal power rise everywhere in the Dragon Palace!

　　 These are the masters of the human race who came to the banquet, and at the same time they released their own momentum and pressed against the east and west halls!

　　 Demon races rarely have weak generations, not to mention that facing the human race that has become an enemy at this time, a wave of demons rises again! Although immediately dazzled by the dignity and elegance of the crowded human race monks, most of the monster races have no fear at all!

　　The chaotic battle between the masters of the two races of humans and demons is almost on the verge...

"Humph!"

　　 A cold snort came from the main hall. It was not the Dragon King, nor the human power, nor the monster.

　　 A red light flashed, and a figure stood above the main hall of the Dragon Race, wearing a zodiacal robe, with long white hair fluttering, but the low figure was like a mountain, making it impossible to look directly at it!

　　 Daochang stroked his beard, just a word: "You demons, can I explain to the people as dead wood?"

　　'S voice shook far away in the dragon palace, and even rushed out of the dragon palace's large formation, and the shaking sea surfaced a huge wave!

　　Looking at the West Hall and Southwest Hall again, a group of monster clan Da Luo vomited blood, his face was pale, and many people were shocked...

　　 Looking back at the big demons in the Golden Wonderland, even if they used to secretly suppress Yang Jian with the momentum Chen Ji, they were not targeted by the Taoist leader.

　　 The realm is too low to ignore.

　　 heard a chuckle, and another figure flew out of the main hall and stopped in front of Chijingzi.

　　 It was a woman with a veil all over, just showing the outline of her eyebrows and face, she had a kind of enchanting power that made people fascinated.

　　 "Why should Dao brother be angry with these underachievers?" The woman chuckled twice, but her gaze was not letting go.

　　 The thin Taoist face was getting colder, and he raised his hand to the woman.

　　 The woman is also ruthless, she didn't dodge or hide, nor did she sacrifice any magic weapons. The jade-like shoulders splashed with blood, and she herself staggered back a step.

　　 "Brother Dao, with my injury, can you explain the whole story?"

　　 The woman's voice is a little weak, but it makes people feel that she is still small.

　　 "Ancestor!"

　　 "Don't be an ancestor!"

　　 There were several stern female voices in the West Hall, but the woman raised her hand to shoot at the source of the sound, and the shout over there was abruptly cut off.

　　 Not possible? What can't it? You group of **** shoot at that interpreter kid, do you know who is standing here?

　　 If this person is really angry, I am afraid she will be seriously injured and flee.

　　The Dragon King of the Dragon Palace will remember old love? Is it really the day when the ancient demon court rules the sky? I am afraid that the Dragon King will not stand up and fart!

　　 "Goodness," the long nodded, did not say much, turned into a red light and returned to the temple.

　　 From beginning to end, Yang Jian didn't say anything, did nothing, just stood in front of the hall and watched.

　　 When the gods fight, he won't be superfluous and show off his cleverness. If he looks honestly and needs him to speak, the uncle will naturally ask him something.

　　 Sure enough, that Dao long returned to the main hall and ignored him.

　　 And the demon girl glanced at Yang Jian. Although her beautiful eyes were smiling, Yang Jian felt goose bumps.

　　 As if being stared at by a fierce beast, it was not breath pressure, but an existential threat to his own life.

　　 "It really is a young hero," the demon girl chuckled lightly, turned and flew into the hall, but she continued to be a guest and didn't mean to leave.

　　 Aoji whispered beside Yang Jian: "The ancient demon Meikongmei is also one of the demon clan's support today, but it ranks low among the ancestors of the demon clan."

　　 "Yeah," Yang Jian nodded without thinking.

　　 That is not the level he can come into contact with right now, the ancestor of the demon race, should be the power of the quasi-sage cultivation, he has seen the ten demon sages, and it is not surprising.

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　 Hearing a laugh, another person walked out of the hall, the big face, the plate, the square face in the Chinese character, but it was floating like an immortal, the figure was slender, the long hair was tied into a bun, and the eyes were full of light.

　　 "Not bad! Really not bad! Junior Brother Yuding has accepted a good apprentice!"

　　Yang Jian was full of stern expressions, walked up to the person who came quickly, and then made a speech in person, saying: "Senior nephew Yang Jian, I have seen the third uncle."

　　 Huanglong real person!

The three disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun were considered a blessed general among the Conferred Gods. They were intercepted and beaten by various teachings, and were rescued by various interpretations. Even during the Conferred God battle, Yang Jian saved this uncle once. .

　　 Seeing that this real Huanglong was a guest in the Dragon Palace, Yang Jian was a little disappointed and felt that it should be the case. After all, by listening to this name, you know Huanglong's footsteps-from the dragon family's origin, and among the dragon family with meager luck, unexpectedly there is a dragon of great blessing.

　　 Otherwise, it is impossible to be accepted by Yuanshi Tianzun.

　　 But Huang Long really has few clever treasures, and he doesn't have any powerful magical powers. This makes Yang Jian, who is dedicated to the autumn wind and meeting ceremony, of course will be disappointed in his heart.

　　 But after another thought, apart from Uncle Taiyi, it is impossible for other uncles and uncles to give themselves too good treasures, and there is no need to look forward to them too late.

　　 Yang Jian's thoughts just circulated in his heart and then disappeared. When he raised his head, his arm was already grasped by the real Huanglong.

"You don't need to be courteous! I'm older than you, come!" Majestic Huang Long took Yang Jian and walked into the temple, while secretly sending Yang Jian an extremely pure and extremely immortal air, and said in his mouth: "You red sperm Uncle Uncle is still waiting inside! Go in soon!"

　　 It was just this action, and Yang Jian had a good impression of Huang Long, the ‘enthusiastic’ teacher.

　　 Huanglong rushed out to greet him, but he was afraid that Yang Jian would be strong before, and rushed over to give Yang Jian the power. The real Huanglong is expected, and Yang Jian is a guy who is ‘face-saving’, and only then came out to ‘relieve’ for Yang Jian.

　　 But as soon as Xianli entered Yang Jian's body, it was like the clay cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant, making Huang Long also a little surprised, turning his head and looking at Yang Jian a few times.

　　 Aoji had suppressed the hidden wound at this time, restored his elegant appearance, followed lightly behind, and stood inside the hall door waiting.

　　 There are more than ten banquets in the hall, and there is a huge jade round table in the center of the hall, which is the main banquet of the group of immortals.

　　The main table is the main table, and the dragon king with the dragon head humanoid sits on the throne and greets Yang Jian with a smile; Chi Jing is on the right side of the dragon king, squeezing a smile at Yang Jian.

The place on the right hand side of 　　 Chi Sperm is empty, and on the right hand side is an elderly woman, motionless like a mountain, seemingly unknown to the surroundings.

Yang Jian didn't dare to look more, just glanced briefly. Apart from the Dragon King, there were a total of twelve guests on the main table, all of whom were unpredictable powers. There are really few people Yang Jian could be named. One.

　　 Although the human race had the most guests in the Dragon Palace at this time, at the main banquet, the power of the two human races also responded with a smile to Yang Jian.

　　 "I have seen the second uncle."

　　 Yang Jian made a salute to Chi Sperm, orally called the second uncle.

　　 Chi Sperm stroked his beard and smiled: "You are not bad, Yu Ding's teaching skills are also good. Greetings to the seniors."

　　 "Yes," Yang Jian is very serious in his words and deeds, making people unable to pick up the slightest problem. He is even more humble, and he is totally different from the arrogance and unruly in front of the temple.

　　Who would let the interpretation and education pay attention to these, Yang Jian did not dare to be too presumptuous.

　　Yang Jian said something to the main table, and did not shy away from the ancestors of the two monster races, but still looked at the power of the two human races.

　　 "I have seen all the seniors."

　　 Chi Sperm stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Such greetings are not acceptable. You have to report to your family and also tell us the dojo of our interpretation."

　　Yang Jian thought about it and redoed his eloquence. The clear voice revolved in the Dragon Palace, "Yang Jian, the third-generation disciple of Yuxu Palace, I have met all the seniors."

The kind-eyed old woman replied: "It's polite~www.NovelMTL.com~ The other great abilities nodded in response with smiles. Even the ancestor of the monster race, Mei Kongmei and the other burly man were cold. Nodding his face.

　　 Yang Jian was also a little cheerful in his heart. Uncle Chi Jing looked harsh, but he was also protecting him.

　　 Chijingzi is the second disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. In addition to explaining the first disciple Guangchengzi, Chijingzi's words are the most important in the explanation and teaching of the preface of aging.

　　 He allowed Yang Jian to say the three words'Yuxugong', which was a clear-cut attitude towards the great powers.

　　 This disciple is the disciple they valued by the interpretation and teaching. Whoever dares to move him is an enemy of the interpretation.

　　 This is also the biggest gain of Yang Jian's trip.

　　 "Go find a place to sit, and when the banquet is over, your second uncle and I will go to you again." Taoist Huang Long said softly, the more you look at the nephew Yang Jian, the more you like it.

　　 As long as you think about it, Yang Jian walked to the front of the temple step by step with the aura of so many demon clan Da Luo just now, and finally broke through that heavy aura... Huanglong Taoist was a moment of darkness.

　　 This teacher nephew, I give them these older generations a long face!

　　 Yang Jian quickly agreed, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea finally said: "Ao Ji, come in and accompany Xiaoyou Yang to take a seat."

　　 "Yes," Ao Ji bowed his command, walked in quickly, and led Yang Jian to a banquet full of ‘young people’ in the corner, where all the handsome men and women stood up to welcome him.

　　 Aoji pointed to the empty seat on the side of a woman with an extremely beautiful face, and smiled: "Why don't we sit here."

　　 The depression in Yang Jian's eyes flashed across, and he stood behind the seat farther away from the woman.

　　 Aoji was a little puzzled, but still moved forward calmly, sitting between the woman and Yang Jian...