The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The original home court advantage is gone, but the strongest side has arranged a double ambush on the dead and desolate land. It really is some magpies' nests and doves, turning against the guests.

The Honghuang ambush in the Chaos Clock has been released. At this time, in the eyes of Li Jing and Venerable Aoki, Honghuang has little spare power to support from the outside.

However, the Fengdu Conference lasted for a month, how could the various arrangements made by Honghuang be defeated by the army of the most powerful?

Let's hear a long howl, outside the sky of Xiniu Hezhou, three streamers of light broke through the sky, and countless figures rushed to kill, but it was the monks on the west side of the Great War who had already begun to change direction with Central Shenzhou, forming a pincer attack on the second batch of ambushes recruited by Venerable Qingmu!

Among the three beams of light, the young general Lianhua with a flaming spear rushed to the front, but the monkey beside him, wearing a golden chain mail and a fiery red battle canopy, was the most eye-catching!

The millions of monks they lead are the ones in the vanguard army whose cultivation base is higher than that of true immortals!

When Nanfangbuzhou and Honghuang docked, they had already completed the integration. At this time, all the generals and large formations rushed into the battle after the second batch of ambushes from the enemy appeared!

Nezha, Princess Longji, Monkey King!

Not to mention the strength of the three people's aura, so that Venerable Qingmu couldn't help but look sideways; just mentioning the victorious momentum of the three people at this time, the morale of all the prehistoric monks was greatly boosted!

Venerable Qingmu's incarnation Xiao Sheng suddenly rose, and the second wave of ambush soldiers who were about to fight the main force of the flood rushed towards the sky, then quickly turned around, formed a solid wall of light, and greeted Xiniu Hezhou.

However, Venerable Qingmu felt that Nezha, a prehistoric cultivator, was too much of a threat to the frontal battlefield, and wanted to open a second battle in Xiniu Hezhou to isolate the opponent from the main battlefield.

At this moment Venerable Aoki really frowned.

The predicament that Honghuang faced a few years ago also appeared in front of him at this time-one's own combat power was completely suppressed.

It was also in the last battle that he failed to do his best. With his resurrected army and his master's old army suffering heavy losses, he failed to keep all the monks who participated in the battle, allowing Honghuang to retain three points of vitality.

Only then did the monks from all over the world gather in the prehistoric world, and today's counterattack has the upper hand.

Venerable Aoki is no small matter. Seeing that his side can no longer gain the advantage through the strategy of ambushes, he does not want the battle situation to be dragged into a stalemate.

Under the order of Xiao Sheng, Venerable Qingmu began to make strange moves repeatedly, and the battle formations of the resurrected everywhere changed chaotically, which really made Li Jing a little overwhelmed.

But fortunately, Li Jing released the command of the spirit clan army in time, let Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan preside over the battle on their own, and commanded the battle formation of the prehistoric monks with all their strength, and managed to maintain a slight advantage.

Even if Li Jing and Xiao Lan worked together, the two of them also felt that they were getting more and more out of breath under Venerable Aoki's voice...

The sound of Xiao suddenly became high-pitched, the battle formation of the resurrected army changed again, and the monks of the Great Desolation were caught off guard, and the battle situation that was about to start tilting towards the Desolate side, I don't know how many times they were evened out.

After falling into a stalemate, there was no large-scale collapse of the front line, and the two sides fell into a back-and-forth tug-of-war, and the casualties were much lower than at the beginning.

But when the frontal battle fell into a bitter battle, the battle in Xiniu Hezhou really attracted people's attention.

Venerable Aoki summoned dozens of experts above the Quasi-Saint Realm, but more than half of them were killed or injured in the blink of an eye.

Sun Wukong is unrivaled in bravery, and even more so in this battle. His golden eyes and bloody eyes are constantly intertwined. The seventy-two changes are unpredictable.

Life and death under the golden cudgel, heaven and earth have this great name!

Nezha, who echoes Sun Wukong, is not weak either. He has three heads and six arms, and holds a lotus real body. A lotus blooms quietly, and the sky is filled with fire snakes to swallow thousands of troops.

Even, because Nezha is better at group battles, he has killed a few more people than Monkey King at this time.

Although Long Ji couldn't compare to the two, he was still pleasing to the eye, and he was more compatible with the army, so he could command a little bit at least.

Unlike Nezha and Monkey King, they are desperate masters when they rush to kill, and they have almost killed through the enemy's formation and rushed into the land of Central China.

The corners of Venerable Aoki's body and avatar twitched at the same time.

Is this the Taoist disciple who walked out of the place where the sword was tested?

What is the origin of this Yang Jian, and what did he do in the place where he tried his sword? Such a master can be produced in such a short period of time.

Venerable Aoki snorted coldly, and the sound of the hole flute became more and more sobbing, and in the end it was impossible to hide anything.

The Nether Stream is filled with ghostly shadows, hundreds of figures soar into the sky, half of them rush to the battleground around the astrolabe, and half of them rush to Nezha and Monkey King.

A Honghuang monk shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist! How did you do it!"

"Damn Xu Mo! He turned the heroic spirit who died in the last battle into a resurrected one! Damn it! Really damn it!"

"How painful! How painful!"

Quite a few big repairs beat their chests, and all the masters couldn't help raising their heads and screaming when they saw their friends who had tens of yuan in the past turned into puppets with dull eyes.

Xu Mo actually turned all those powerful and supernatural beings who fell in the last war into resurrected ones!

They are all famous people on the blood stele in front of the platform...

"Everyone, keep your Dao heart firmly!" Xuanyuan Huangdi stood up in time, "The other party's cards are exhausted! Today you and I will fight with our lives, and send all the heroes to peace!"

"All guilt is in vain!"

"Xumo!"

He complained loudly and showed all his magical powers.

Nezha and Sun Wukong stood side by side in the air, and when nearly two hundred quasi-sages pounced on them, they each sneered, holding weapons and wielding supernatural powers, and brazenly went up to them.

So what if one is against a hundred?

So what if one is against a thousand!

When he was proud of the heavenly court, how happy he was to fight against the immortals and Buddhas all over the sky alone!

When he was conferring gods vertically and horizontally, a sharp-fired spear made great achievements!

"Monkey, don't die in front of me!"

"Get out! My old grandson wants to have a good time today!"

After a few laughs, the figures of the two rushing forward were submerged by the divine light, but after a blink of an eye, a golden light covered the sky, and in the golden light, a huge ape roared up to the sky, shaking dozens of revived quasi-sages.

Another hundred-foot-tall lotus flower appeared between the sky and the earth, and it was only swaying slightly when it was struck by the divine light.

When the lotus is in full bloom, a gun shadow will bloom, sweeping half of the sky in Hezhou, Xiniu!

"Hmph! Bullying the few with the more, do you think I have no successors?"

A cold shout came from the general worship platform in Nanfangbuzhou, but dozens of streamers shot up to the sky from the general worship platform, except for those who spread their wings and rushed towards the frontal battle, all others rushed to the sky above Xiniu Hezhou!

There are dozens of quasi-sages!

The leaders were Wei Hu, Jin Zha, and a Buddhist monk.

In the place of sword testing that day, the second batch of passers after Nezha and Monkey King!

They have been patient, waiting for the opportunity to make a move, and must play a role in deciding the outcome.

At this time, Monkey King and Nezha were besieged, and Li Jing couldn't bear it anymore and threw them into the battle.

These streamers hadn't rushed yet, but Lei Zhenzi, who was going straight to the Central Shenzhou, had already appeared under the army of resurrected people by virtue of his supernatural power.

However, Venerable Aoki had already dispatched three revived quasi-sages to stop Lei Zhenzi. From this point of view, he was a quasi-sage of the Dao of Thunder, and he really couldn't let it go.

In an instant, the Central Shenzhou, which was originally intertwined with divine light, had a little more brilliance shining with thunder.

'Li Tianwang, the Chinese army retreats and draws the enemy to our position. '

A sword cry suddenly sounded in Li Jing's heart, and then he heard some indistinct words.

This is……

Sword intent?

Li Jing looked intently in his busy schedule, but he saw Fairy Zixia standing at the center of the chaotic battle at some point, motionless like a sculpture, but the long sword in his hand was trembling in the scabbard.

If it was someone else, Li Jing would definitely ignore it;

However, Zixia is Yang Jian's disciple...

"The sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth divisions of the Chinese army all retreat ten miles!"

Li Jing's general order was issued quickly. Although the monks who were fighting in chaos were a little puzzled, they knew that they had to obey the general order and quickly forced the enemy to retreat.

Venerable Qingmu frowned slightly, but he still couldn't see Zixia who was covered by other monks.

He couldn't let go of this opportunity to save part of the disadvantaged battle situation. The few syllables of Xiao Sheng conveyed his thoughts, and the resurrected army moved forward to cover up and kill.

As the army of immortals pressed down on the environment, mottled breaths gathered together, which was also a pressing pressure.

"Master..."

Zixia closed her eyes, murmured softly, her pretty face was full of solemnity, and the sword in her hand was almost uncontrollable.

The monks around him retreated quickly in accordance with the general order, and at least thousands of resurrected people rushed forward, and the light of various magical powers and spells focused on Zixia who "appeared suddenly" by itself!

That weak figure is actually so thin at this moment...

"Zixia!"

Lei Zhenzi on the top of his head shouted loudly, desperately trying to get hurt, he rushed down to rescue the only disciple of the elder brother.

However, just as Lei Zhenzi's eyes widened, Zixia, who had been standing still, suddenly opened those eyes, and the sword at her waist drew a simple trace...

unsheathed!

The moment the sword was drawn, the sword brilliance blooming in front of him was so dazzling, so resplendent!

The sword light spans hundreds of thousands of miles!

Three thousand Immortal Rivers are all shattered!

Burying Heaven Sword!

The sound of Qingyue's sword suppressed all the sounds of the chaotic battle in Central Shenzhou for a while, and Zixia's surprise attack directly wiped out one-tenth of the resurrected army's frontal area!

The incarnation of Venerable Aoki paused, staring at Zixia bitterly.

Both he and Li Jing were prepared to guard against the fact that the other side would have quasi-sacred masters who would slaughter the armies of both sides, but in the end, the masters of Xu Mo's side had been known by Hong Huang in the last battle, so it was easier to be on guard.

And this group of masters who suddenly appeared in Honghuang in the past few years is too difficult to guard against without much accurate information.

That's not counting.

Just as the masters of both sides were shocked by Zixia's sword, Zixia floated up, joined the sword with her body, and passed by Lei Zhenzi in a blink of an eye, and involved the three revived quasi-sages who were chasing after Lei Zhenzi into her own sword intent.

Lei Zhenzi didn't turn his head back, and directly smashed into the army of resurrected people, with the wind and thunder wings spread, and the long stick in his hand held high!

The power of divine punishment!

"My Lord Thunder!"