The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In the astrolabe, most of the saints who fought fiercely have been injured.

Although there were heavy casualties in the battle outside, the resurgents and Xu Mo's old army were on the verge of destruction. Naturally, the prehistoric saints would not have much sense of urgency, but Xu Mo's subordinates already had the intention of retreating.

Inside and outside the astrolabe, no matter which side decides the winner first, the outcome of this battle will be considered settled.

Later, if Sun Wukong and Nezha, the little guys who can hold back the resurrected saint, rush forward, the stability in the astrolabe will be directly broken.

Not to mention, Honghuang has dozens of hundreds of powerful people at this time, and there are even a group of great supernatural beings. Together, they can hold back the resurrected saint.

It is useless in the end.

During the fight, Tianyan Daozi's lips kept moving, as if he was saying something to someone.

At the beginning, no one knew what was going on, but gradually, when Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun slowly moved closer to the edge, and their mana no longer consumed too much, Venerable Qingmu immediately understood Tianyan Daozi's plan.

The two demon emperors were already watching from the sidelines.

Along with that, there were two more ancient demon saints who were not working hard at this time, gradually moving closer to the two demon emperors.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi! Do you want to betray your master?"

Tu Wujing yelled with a dark face.

Donghuang Taiyi just snorted coldly and didn't say much, instead he simply stopped watching the battle.

In fact, it was only a moment ago that Tianyan Daozi started talking, but it is indeed a skill to persuade the two demon emperors in a few words.

When Tianyan Daozi spoke to the two of them, he said: "The two of you have come back to life through this catastrophe, are you willing to die with the defeat of the strongest?"

"To be honest with you two, the resurrected person is not a living being, but a memory of a remnant soul. Xu Mo has a Dao called 'Remnant Good Fortune'. To put it bluntly, it is just a supernatural power displayed by his Dao, with a lifespan of only a thousand years."

"After a thousand years, you will all be wiped out. If you don't believe this, you can go to Xuandu City and ask the remnant spirits of those Taishi saints. This great way was born in the Taishi world."

"Fellow Daoist should have seen it before. Xi He was restored by me with the true feathers of the phoenix, and the tenth prince has been under my care. You two, are you really going to completely wipe out the prehistoric world, leaving no place for Xi He and the tenth prince?"

It may be nothing to mention the Tenth Prince, but when it comes to Xihe, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun made up their minds almost at the same time, and they moved closer to the edge and broke away from the war.

There's no way, Xi He is a heart disease that the two of them can't get over.

Before the battle, it was indeed true that Xihe danced on the Taiyin star, and the two demon emperors unconsciously believed 80% of Tianyan Daozi's words.

A thousand-year lifespan, if you can stay with this remnant life, and get together with Xi He for another thousand years...

Di Jun sighed softly, looked at Tu Wujing, held the afterimage of the river map in his hand, and stepped forward.

"How about it?" Donghuang Taiyi asked from the side.

Di Jun said: "Although you and I are involuntary at this time, fortunately, Xu Mo and Yang Jian have gone to fight somewhere, and they can't affect us for the time being. Brother, you stay here, and I will choose one person to fight and help Hong Huang win. Then you leave quickly, don't be found by Xu Mo."

"If you want to stay, you stay," Donghuang Taiyi casually gave Di Jun a hand, and walked forward by himself, with a self-deprecating smile, "Me? What am I, go and stay with her for another thousand years."

"Brother..."

The two demon saints were indifferent, they didn't want to risk their lives here.

The figure of Donghuangtai flew out quickly, rushed directly in front of Tianyan Daozi, slapped away a revived saint who was entangled with Tianyan Daozi, and then chased him out.

Tianyan Daozi changed from one against three to one on one, and now he was sure of winning. While suppressing the resurrected saint in front of him with supernatural powers, he drove the chaotic clock to ram around in the astrolabe.

In an instant, the battle situation in the astrolabe also tilted directly towards the prehistoric side, but not long after, the leader of Tongtian, Tianzun Yuanshi and Daoist Yuding killed each other.

The general trend is gone, this is the real general trend is gone.

Venerable Aoki sneered, but continued to give orders calmly and calmly. Fortunately, there were a few dao sages who had nothing to do with the old and no water. Although they were suppressed by the prehistoric saints, they would not be defeated too quickly.

when--

As soon as the Donghuang bell rang, Tianyan Daozi's only surviving opponent was fixed for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, Tianyan Daozi's palm had already slapped his Tianling Cap.

The avenue was shattered, and the revived saint, who was supposed to be an ancient innate creature, died on the spot.

"Why struggle?"

Daozi Tianyan leaped and rushed directly at Venerable Aoki, Venerable Aoki smiled indifferently, as if he didn't have much awareness of the imminent defeat.

Master Yuding beheaded another person without saying a word, and rushed towards Tu Wujing.

Lao Tzu propped up the Taiji Diagram, and the starlight swayed all over the astrolabe, but he did not hesitate to consume mana to activate the big array that comes with the astrolabe.

They want to keep all of Xu Mo's generals here, not letting any one go.

As for the revived saints who just stopped, they will be spared their lives, if they can survive Xu Mo's wrath.

...

"Are you in a hurry?"

In a corner of the Chaos Sea, there are several pieces of broken earth around it, which is the Chaos Spiritual Kingdom that was just shattered by the fighting between the two.

The casualties here, Yang Jian will also bear half of the murder, but Yang Jian's Dao heart is not fluctuating at this time, because the only thing he has to do at this time is to kill Xu Mo.

As for the rest, it's all after the war.

Xu Mo's complexion was extremely gloomy at this time, naturally he was aware of the war in the prehistoric region.

Yang Jian was very calm and relaxed, and he didn't feel too much joy about Honghuang's upcoming victory.

If he can't kill Xu Mo and let Xu Mo escape, there will still be continuous catastrophes and disasters in the prehistoric future.

——Now what I think about is not whether Xu Mo will destroy the prehistoric world, but whether Xu Mo will escape.

"Yang Jian, Yang Jian," Xu Mo's mouth twitched slightly, "Do you really think I care about their lives? It's just that I didn't expect to lose in Xiaoxiaohonghuang, and I felt insulted."

"Oh?" Yang Jian swung his spear, "Since this is the case, you might as well show your ambition by dying."

"It's a joke, the Xeon Realm is truly immortal. If I hadn't been injured, how could you have survived to this day!"

Yang Jian said calmly, "Your injury was also caused by Pan Shen."

Xu Mo's face turned pale immediately, he let out a low growl, and with endless black light in the palms of his hands, he came to attack and kill Yang Jian.

The snow-white gun went first, and then this body turned into two double images. When the double images overlapped front and back, the overlapping power of the two was perfectly displayed...

A series of powerful impact waves raged everywhere. Under such fluctuations, Tao couldn't condense at all and would be shattered constantly.

At this time, Yang Jian and Xu Mo's fighting skills, in fact, Yang Jian already has a little advantage.

why?

Because Yang Jian has thoroughly understood Xu Mo's supernatural powers, no matter how powerful Xu Mo is, the supernatural powers will not appear out of thin air, but will always be used repeatedly.

But Yang Jian is different, Yang Jian uses a long spear, it's close hand to hand combat, his moves are unpredictable and easy to use, even if the supernatural power of the two overlapping forces is slowed down a hundred times to show Xu Mo, Xu Mo can't find a way to break it.

Dubi boss is always Dubi boss.

Yang Jian has become more and more proficient at fighting since he fought against the golden envoy Ge Li, and has accumulated a lot of methods to fight these ancient practitioners.

The constant pondering and research in my heart finally came in handy today, and I gained a small advantage against Xu Mo.

Although it is not enough to defeat Xu Mo, it is already able to advance and retreat freely.

Suddenly, the hairs on Yang Jian's back stood up, as if someone was spying on him.

Are you coming?

Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. The second strongest person came to find him, which meant that Honghuang was safe for the time being.

However, that feeling flashed by, as if the other party had no intention of attacking him.

And Xu Mo suddenly pulled back, frowning, his expression was stunned and annoyed for a moment, as well as a little bit ashamed.

Yang Jian naturally didn't know, Xu Mo heard a voice, but Yang Jian heard what Xu Mo said while bowing his head.

Such unscrupulousness is also in line with their style of acting as the strongest.

"Why is the ninth brother so embarrassed?"

Xu Mo said coldly: "When did you come?"

"About tens of thousands of years ago, by this time a lot of cultivation has been recovered, but the ninth brother never went there, why did he get injured by these physical practitioners one after another?"

"Mynah is taking too much control!"

"Tsk tsk, do you need me to help you kill this Yang Jian?"

Xu Mo said: "No need, there is still merit to be found in the Great Desolation, and there is a perfect road, myna can go and get it by himself."

Yang Jian frowned immediately when he heard this, and stepped back quickly.

But Xu Mo attacked by force and blocked Yang Jian's way. The two confronted each other again, one was communicating with that 'starling', while the other was thinking hard about the way to go back to the wild.

Obviously, this 'starling' is the eighth existence among the nine strongest, and his ability must be higher than Xu Mo!

Yun Xiao can resist Xu Mo, but he might not be able to resist this so-called 'starling'.

Yang Jian scolded: "Hiding your head and showing your tail, how dare you pretend to be Xeon!"

But he wants to force the other party out, even if he wants to fight one against two, as long as the golden body can hold it, it may not be impossible!

"Hide your head and show your tail?" A familiar voice came into his ears. This familiar voice, which he seemed to have heard somewhere, surprised Yang Jian a little.

The eighth strongest person, has been in the prehistoric? Have you ever seen it yourself?

While being startled, he saw a white light slowly gathering beside Xu Mo, turning into a shallow figure.

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, and he was furious.

"Amitabha," the white-clothed monk bowed to Yang Jian, "True Monarch, we meet again."

"Land! Hidden!"

The little monk in white smiled leisurely: "If the hell is not empty, I swear that I will not become a Buddha. I have already transcended, so why become a Buddha?"

"die!"

Yang Jian yelled loudly, and rushed towards the two strongest men with a torrent of anger.

The figure of the little monk in white disappeared immediately, leaving only a loud laugh...

"Ninth brother stop this son for the time being, when I take the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk and capture Nuwa alive, you and I can retire."