The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The realm of the previous life should have transcended the limits of Hongmeng.

Yang Jian stood there with a wry smile, his breath flickered all over his body, he couldn't move, and the trace of the knife was hovering in front of him.

The road to Jane, the road is not as good.

At this time, every bit of strength, every bit of profound energy, and even every drop of blood was drained all over his body.

Around, the five bronze mirrors turned into powder, slowly falling everywhere, as if announcing the end of something...

In the palm of his palm, the light of the remnant knife's hilt slowly dimmed, leaving only a sigh of the remnant knife, without saying more.

Baizhang away, the second god, Zitan Lengmo, was lying in a pool of purple-brown blood. His whole body was very flat, with only a knife mark on his neck.

Sword broken, spear broken, knife falling, hammer scattered...

It seems that he has reached the extreme of Dao, standing at the apex of the strongest being, under the knife of the residual sword, it looks so unbearable.

That is naturally not the power of the residual sword, but the realm and the profound meaning of the residual sword that has been contaminated from its owner Dubi for countless years.

This knife is already the limit of the residual sword, and it is also the limit of Yang Jian.

And this knife can cut off Zitan Lengmo's avenue and cut off his no-feeling spirit.

Boom!

Ahead, another terrifying pressure came from the hall.

Yang Jian smiled bitterly, looked down at his palm, and then dragged the spear that was already covered with cracks, moving forward a little bit hard in this broken wall.

The exhausted profound blood and profound energy began to recover again, but it was like fishing and burning forests and hunting. The magical power of the remnant sword before took away most of his life...

He also wanted to rest, if it wasn't for it, he would be too late.

"Don't go... when I beg you... let her go..."

A faint voice chased from behind, and Yang Jian's eyes passed a little sadness, but his feet still didn't stop.

"I'm always going to make a break, in the next life, don't think about before."

Turning his head slightly and looking at the corpse that was beginning to wither, Yang Jian felt a sense of desolation inexplicably.

He probably already understood what happened.

But at this time, there are still some doubts. I don't know if these things are being promoted step by step behind the scenes, it seems that everything has already been arranged, whether it is the strong in ancient times or the people with ulterior motives today.

No matter what, he will go.

There is only one step left to the answer. If he just turns back, or just stops like this, he will really leave a great regret.

After thinking about it, what people want in this life is actually the three words ‘no regrets’.

Step by step, Yang Jian walked on the faded jade road, as if there were still some remaining creatures in the ruins talking to him.

Climbing up the steps and stepping into the magnificent ancient temple, Yang Jian looked forward, but he saw a sea of ​​stars.

The hall seemed to be submerged by this sea of ​​stars, and the road underneath was like nothingness.

Several figures were in the deepest part of the Xinghai, and a woman in white was standing with her back to him. It was the eldest sister who was about to meet at this time.

"Light..."

Yang Jian's chapped lips murmured, his eyes blurred.

And there is an altar in front of the'elder sister', and there is a seat on the altar. A corpse lies on the seat, but the body contains amazing vitality.

This is the eternal king?

A mummy?

Yang Jian suddenly understood what this sea of ​​stars was. This should be the stardust of the eternal **** king arranged here by the'big sister'.

Boom!

The heartbeat sounded again, and the mummy's body trembled for a moment.

And above this altar, the six reincarnation discs spin quietly, and just below the six reincarnation discs, the Nuwa Empress is entangled by the shackles of several rays of light.

It's like a sacrifice.

Master?

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, because he saw the Taoist Tsing Yi who had fallen not far from the altar, with a terrible hole in his chest.

How is this going?

Master Master is really dead? Have you guessed wrong before?

With a little doubt, Yang Jian took a step forward, his whole body forcibly took a breath, and the sharp spear trembled slightly.

The eldest sister who was facing the altar in a trance suddenly turned around.

That face instantly made Yang Jian's heart tighten, three-pointers seemed light, and seven-pointers seemed like an old friend.

"You are Yang Jian?" Her voice did not waver at all, but her eyes were a little surprised, "How do you win against Xian Kong and Leng Mo?"

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and then he said calmly, "I picked up a piece of scrap iron in Undead Volcano."

"So, it can be said clearly." She slowly turned around, unable to say what prestige it was, and she couldn't tell how beautiful she was in words.

This appearance is mundane and invisible, and the fairy is dejected.

"At this time, it doesn't matter if I kill you or not. Father is about to wake up. Any struggle you do will be in vain, but," she slowly closed her eyes, and the momentum around her body suddenly became stronger.

It is as if in an instant, the fairy nine days turned into a ghost!

The bitterness of that voice made Yang Jian almost disintegrated!

Suddenly she raised her hand and slapped Yang Jian with a palm. I don't know how far away, a smear of the palm covering the sky that circulated the icy road, instantly appeared in front of Yang Jian!

"You moved something that shouldn't be moved, you dare to move a treasure that I dare to touch! There is no redemption for death!"

"war!"

Yang Jian suddenly raised his head and roared, holding the three-pointed two-bladed spear with both hands, his figure jumped up, and the spear hit the palm of his hand!

but……

Ping-

This sharp spear that accompanied Yang Jian's struggles against the strongest people repeatedly broke apart in front of this palm print!

And Yang Jian's figure was instantly blown away, and he flew directly out of the sea of ​​stars and fell into the entrance of the hall.

The bones are broken, the spirit is determined!

"Humph!"

'Eldest Sister' snorted coldly, her chest rose and fell a little, and then turned to look at the mummy lying on the altar throne.

'Who is that? ’

A touch of plain thoughts flowed away.

"It's all about beings," the ‘elder sister’ whispered, "Father, this child will help you resurrect, but please don’t forget what you promised the child."

‘What do you want, father won’t give you? It's hard for you to run around for so many years. ’

"Children have no regrets."

Her hands were slowly forming seals, and nine avenues appeared behind her, which were similar to the avenues of Xiankong. The nine avenues merged into a green willow tree.

And under the willow tree there is a small pond with a few simple white lotus floating in the pond.

She casually recruited a white lotus, and slowly handed it to the heart of the mummy, but there was some hesitation in her eyes.

"Father, will you really help me resurrect him?"

‘I and Dubi have no grudges, but our respective roads have come to an end, wanting to break free from the shackles of Hongmeng. ’

‘The path I chose is the opposite of the path he chose. The two cannot coexist. Only the previous battle can happen. ’

‘After being resurrected as the father, it will not be easy for him to return, but being a father will only give him a road that cannot be fought against, so that you can stay with him. ’

The eldest sister suddenly showed joy, but Nuwa who was hanging above just sneered.

But the elder sister at this time couldn't hear any words at all. She breathed out softly, her hand trembling slightly, and sent the lotus flower into the dried body.

After that, he stepped back quietly, knelt down beside the altar, and waited quietly.

咚... 咚...

A slow but powerful heartbeat appeared everywhere in the Xinghai, and the light of the Xinghai continued to flicker, and a touch of mysterious and mysterious appeared around the mummy body, which wrapped itself in a layer of golden clouds.

Her breathing started to be a little unstable.

A heart trembled gently, expecting and waiting there, it seemed that the man who had been thinking about countless years in her heart would appear in her eyes...

"laugh……"

There was a sudden laughter from the side, and she immediately looked up, with murderous intent in her eyes, but she was a little confused.

The corpse whose heart was broken by her fingertips, had bursts of laughter at this time, and immediately sat up...

"Ha, ha ha ha! Cough cough! Ha ha ha ha! Sorry, I can't help it, eldest sister, go ahead, go ahead, as long as I don't exist."

The hole in Xuan Du's chest was quickly closing, and he slowly stood up, clutching his chest, with a simple and happy smile on his mouth.

But'Eldest Sister' frowned slightly.

The real body was supposed to be no more than the Profound Capital of the Quasi-Holy Realm, and she couldn't see through the breath at this moment.

Starting with a long sword, the ‘elder sister’ slowly got up, not much to say, a ray of sword light swept across very quickly, Xuan Du suddenly headed in a different place, and his head flew out.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood at all.

Xuan Du's figure flashed and appeared to the side, his head on his neck, as if the sword just now was just an illusion.

He smiled and waved his sleeve robe, dozens of figures exactly the same as him appeared behind him, each of them showed the breath of the strongest.

"I have a lot of incarnations in my dreams. You can kill a few more eldest sisters. Let me see how you look like anxious."

The eldest sister held the sword hilt and said coldly: "Who are you on earth?"

"Me? Meng Luo, don't you remember the eldest sister? The young man who has been with you from the beginning," Xuandu raised his head and laughed for a while with a smile on his eyebrows, "good! Really happy!"

"To shut up."

"Let me shut up? Are you serious? I'm going to tell you next about your lover."

Xuan Du said something with a smile, and the eldest sister subconsciously stepped forward.

"What the **** are you doing?"

"This is a long story. Let me start with something that interests you, such as Dubi's whereabouts." Xuandu snapped his fingers, and a cloud of mist appeared beside him, and a clear image appeared within it.

It was the scene that the eldest sister had seen in Honghuang before, in that ordinary room, a young man showed half of his face.

The eldest sister's eyes suddenly became obsessed, but at this time, the picture was not static, but moving.

The man inside stretched out from the desk and stood up, walked to the light-emitting board, sat down and looked at something with his chin.

Snapped.

Xuan Du snapped his fingers, and the picture changed by then, and it turned into this young man walking on the street, lowering his head holding something to touch, but at the intersection, he was hit by an'iron box' that suddenly rushed over. Flying, the whole person fell in a pool of blood.

The eldest sister could hardly grasp the hilt of the sword.

"What's wrong with him, why don't you save him!"

"You really don't have any reason," Xuan Du said lightly, "How can I not save him? If I don't save him, how can I see this good show?"

In the picture, a phantom was floating in the air with some confusion, and was suddenly pulled into the cuff.

This scene is all developed from the perspective of the Great Master Xuandu, and the cuffs are naturally made by Xuandu, taking away the soul of "Dubi Reincarnation".

Then, the stars and the sea of ​​stars flashed by, and Xuan Du seemed to have flown to the end of this vast sea of ​​stars, and the familiar barriers of heaven and earth appeared again.

It is this side of the eternal kingdom of God.

Xuan Du slapped a palm at the barrier between heaven and earth, and there seemed to be a lot of light and shadow on the other side of the barrier.

The inside and outside were united, Xuan Du opened a passage, and several figures that were almost the same as Xuan Du ushered into the body of Xuan Du.

They are all dream bodies, they are all the strongest.

Immediately, Xuandu set up offerings to the Kalachakra Avenue, and a long ruler appeared in his hand, and the long ruler led Xuandu into a colorful vortex.

Within the barriers of heaven and earth, Xuandu's own years are quickly going back...

When Xuan Du rushed out of the vortex, he had already rushed out of the barriers of heaven and earth, his figure flashed, and appeared before that piece of heaven and earth.

The prehistoric five continents.

Then, Xuandu was waiting for something, looking for something everywhere, the screen kept flickering, and finally stopped in a Tucheng in the southern part of the continent, and found a dying boy.

Next to the boy, a small person was nestled beside the kang, and seemed to have passed out hungry.

"It's a good heel, it's you."

Xuan Du raised his hand and touched the boy's forehead, grabbed a wisp of soul and pinched it out, took out the phantom shadow from his sleeve, and penetrated into the boy's figure.

Afterwards, he went out and laughed...

As soon as the picture turned, the boy prepared the little girl to walk **** the road in front of Kunlun Mountain. After feeding the little girl wild fruits, he secretly hid the wild fruits that he should have eaten.

They seem to be running out of food...

The picture flashed again, and the boy knelt down in front of a Taoist who was somewhat shameless but still stalwart...

"Don't understand yet?"

Xuan Du said with a smile.

The long sword slipped from the eldest sister's hand, and her figure trembled slightly, faltering unexpectedly.

In the cloud mirror, the boy's situation in the mountains flickered by. When the picture became clear again, it was in front of the plaque in the Jinxia Cave of Qianyuan Mountain. The two young Taoist priests were fighting.

"Impossible...it is impossible...it is not true!"

Shouting loudly, a mouthful of blood poured out, and the pain in her eyes was extremely painful.

"Oh," Xuan Du sighed with a smile, "big sister, eldest sister, as the fourth younger brother who is deeply cared by you, I spent more than 60 Yuanhui to search for the stars that have not yet exploded after the fall of Dubi. dust."

"Finally, I went in once, before he was about to use his body to kill the last eternal kingdom of God's remnants, I tried my best to take away his true spirit."

"It took me countless years to make him reincarnate, and I tried my best to bring his reincarnation back to the prehistoric life. What am I trying to do? Isn't it about fulfilling your wish for the big sister? Hahaha!"

The Great Master Xuandu's face suddenly became extremely hideous, "You killed him with your own hands! You killed him! His body is outside the temple, and the true spirit inside is estimated to have been wiped out under your palm!"

"Will not……"

She struggled to turn around, but Xuan Du suddenly stepped forward and looked down at her blankly.

Xuantu's voice seemed to be blowing like a Jiuyou cold wind.

"Don't blame me, these are your own sins. You crossed over to resurrect him, but you couldn't find the remnant spirit of crossed over. You actually wanted to resurrect your father, the eternal king."

"Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? The Eternal God King will let him go? It is ridiculous that you have destroyed countless creatures for this matter! For your own selfish desires, you have ruined countless creatures!"

"What's wrong with creatures! What's wrong with me!"

"My parents, my wife, my children and grandchildren, my family is sixty-five, my teacher is 672 people, what's wrong with them!"

"When I was in the early days, I practiced hard to reach the realm of saints. Of course you won't remember me. There are too many saints who died in your hands. But I survived, and I awakened my past life memories in the prehistoric times. Realized the profound art of the big dream."

"I didn't expect it? What is this? Hahahaha!"

Xuan Du laughed, but a drop of tears fell from the corner of his eyes, "This is retribution! I am countless creatures who died in your hands! I want you to realize that life is better than death, and I will make you pay!"

咚——

Suddenly, a strong heartbeat came from the side, and the ‘elder sister’, who had been silent in his eyes, ignited a glimmer of hope.

"Father... Father can definitely..."

"Oh, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Xuan Du wiped the corners of his eyes, and a little smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. "By the way, your father's true spirit has been controlled by an evil method by me, and you don't even doubt it. Now, why can you find your father's remnant so smoothly?"

Perfectly clothed.

The eldest sister sat there feebly, her aura around her body was so messy, her realm of cultivation continued to fall.

But a clear and elegant voice came from among the clouds...

"You control my true spirit?"

Xuan Du's smile froze there for an instant, suddenly turned around, and looked at the throne where the mist was slowly dissipating.

At almost the same time, outside the hall, at the bottom of Yang Jian's damaged corpse, a small flame quickly rose up, melting the remnant silently...

.. Vertex m.