The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The Twelve Commanders are in front, and more than a hundred demon clans are behind, chasing each other, the lights are shining, and all the demons continue to blast magical spells at the Twelve Commanders, as if they will not give up unless they kill the twelve witches.

It was unlucky for the twelve witches to fly over the vast East China Sea, where they were holding a thousand demons meeting, and they didn't restrain themselves in a hurry.

The so-called Thousand Monsters Conference is also somewhat famous.

No, the secular world in Nanzhou was shrouded in a cloud of calamity, and all Taoist monks retreated, not daring to approach. The monster clan at the junction of Nanbuzhou and Central China has become more active in recent years.

The golden fairy dared not go under the robbery cloud, but he was able to send some little monsters into the land of the human race. At the beginning, he secretly 'abducted' some good men and women, but later found that there were no old-fashioned meddlers, so he simply burned, killed and looted blatantly.

The group of demons saw that the human race had no power to fight back under their "desire", and they couldn't help but have the illusion of returning to the glory days of ancient times...

The Thousand Demons Conference was initiated by a few great demons from Nanzhou, and invited all the demon kings in the prehistoric Wubuzhou to come to Nanzhou to gather.

After all, these demon clans didn't completely lose their minds, they just sent out little demons to do evil, and they also used formations to hide the Thousand Demons Conference, so as not to reveal their demonic aura.

In this way, even if something happens to the east window, the demon kings can leave quickly, and at most let some little demons and old demons vent their anger on the monks...

The meeting of thousands of demons, the banquet of hundreds of people, scraping the intestines, burning the incense of the soul.

Just when the drunkenness was in full swing, the Twelve Commanders happened to fly over the hilltop of the Thousand Monsters Association, and immediately shocked the monsters.

Witch family?

That's great!

The lich is a mortal enemy, why do you have to ask why when you meet? Before the demon kings could react, the Twelve Commanders had already rushed under the robbery cloud, and the place chosen by the thousand demon conference could barely touch the edge of the robbery cloud.

The Great Demon of the Golden Immortal Realm did not dare to enter Jieyun, so he pointed out many capable men, a total of more than ten ferocious old demons, and a hundred demon soldiers from the Real Immortal Realm, chasing and killing them all the way in panic.

The Twelve Commanders were startled by a wave of monster energy coming from behind them. They wanted to stop the fight, but they were wounded by more than a dozen old monsters.

It's not that they don't have the heart to fight to the death, but at this time, Yang Jian's life is in their hands, and they need to rush to meet up; and at this time, the twelve witches feel that their lives belong to the second master, and they can't hit the stone like this without Yang Jian's order.

The Twelve Commanders had a tacit understanding, and after a few brief discussions, they feigned an attack and immediately retreated, flying towards the direction they had set before.

Fortunately, Yang Jian asked Ao Ji to tell a few people the general direction of the abandoned city. If they flew in the wrong direction, the Twelve Commanders would inevitably lose a few people today.

'Come here. '

Hearing Yang Jian's voice, the spirits of the twelve commanders were all shaken, but the thought that popped up in their hearts was not the excitement of surviving a catastrophe, but shame and sadness.

In the battle of Heavenly Court, they were unable to play because of their lack of strength; today they were ordered by Yang Jian to come here to meet up, but they were chased by the natural enemy monsters so embarrassingly...

The twelve commanders all fell behind Yang Jian with dejected expressions, and at the same time knelt down on one knee to salute, completely ignoring the streaks of streamers chasing after them.

"Second master!"

"Well," Yang Jian nodded calmly, raised his hand, waved it, and grabbed it. More than a dozen magic weapons and supernatural powers were all retreated, and two magic weapons were still caught in his hands and crushed directly.

More than a hundred monsters stopped hurriedly, and more than a dozen old monsters looked forward. When they saw Yang Jian dressed in Tsing Yi, with a gentle face and a handsome face, but his eyes were very cold, they were frightened for a while.

An old demon shouted: "Who are you!"

"Get up," Yang Jian said casually, and the twelve commanders in front of him slowly stood up. At this time, there were not only a few of them, the six men and six women were all injured, and two girls of the Wu clan who were slightly weaker were seriously injured.

Yang Jian threw out a jade bottle, completely ignoring the hundreds of monsters above.

Quite a few monster races have retreated. Most of the monster races are birds, beasts, and creatures of the mountains and forests, and most of them are alert to danger.

This person who can't see through his cultivation on the broken city tower is very dangerous.

But if these twelve witches can't be captured and killed, how will they go back and do business? With so many demon kings watching, wouldn't his own king want to kill them to stand up?

It is difficult to advance and retreat.

But Yang Jian quickly gave them a choice, looked up at the dozen or so old demons, and took out the Demon Slaying Sword.

It is better to let them 'rest' for a period of time to kill chickens, or to use a butcher's knife without a pointed spear to open a mountain ax after a battle for more than a month.

"Be careful! He wants to do it!"

"It's better to strike first!" An old demon hadn't made a move yet, but a series of fifteen sword lights suddenly flew in front of Yang Jian!

It's not just the sharpness of the Demon Slaying Sword, but also Yang Jian's Xuangang!

How can an old demon in the realm of celestial beings resist? If their king came, he would have to survive this blow without dying or being seriously injured, let alone them.

The sword light flashed repeatedly, and before more than a dozen old monsters howled miserably, blood mist burst out of their bodies!

Several old demons were split in half on the spot, several old demons had their heads beheaded, and their souls were all shattered;

The few old demons escaped a little faster, but they only escaped the demon soul, and the demon body could not escape the fate of being beheaded...

The world was silent, and all the monsters were at a loss for a while. The accident happened too fast, and few monsters could wake up in time.

The demon soul that escaped by chance was about to escape, but thunderbolts fell from the clear sky, enveloping them directly in the sea of ​​thunder, and split them into wisps of blue smoke after a while...

Yang Jian raised his sword and pointed: "Leave a cross-examination."

"Yes!" The Twelve Commanders agreed with hatred. They looked up, their eyes were burning, and they immediately turned into twelve streamers and rushed towards the remaining monster clans!

Even with few enemies and many enemies, without the suppression of the heavenly fairy and old demon, these twelve commanders were like wolves in a herd of sheep, killing a bloody storm!

The Yaozu were killed and injured, and they were immediately defeated and fled in all directions.

The Twelve Commanders also divided into four teams and chased in all directions. Yang Jian said that leaving one interrogation, then only one of these monsters must die!

These Wu clan boys and girls still can't do it, but who are they afraid of when they are fighting at the same level?

What a mess!

The Twelve Commanders took the healing elixir refined by the Jade Cauldron, and his injuries were no longer serious in an instant. He also repaired his body with the help of the follow-up medicine.

Although the Wu Clan cultivates the body, they don't just fight with fists and feet.

Pangu opened up the world, and after his death, twelve ancestor witches were born from his blood. These twelve ancestor witches were born with great supernatural powers to control the energy of heaven and earth.

And Yang Jian's twelve commanders came from the six direct tribes of the ancestral witches: Xuanming, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Jumang, Xizi, and Liashou, and the blood of the ancestral witches was also inspired by Yang Jian's profound energy.

They are not strong enough at this time, just because the time for cultivating Taoism is too short. At this time, they are really devastated, and there is almost no single enemy.

Seeing it in his eyes, Yang Jian felt a little passion in his heart.

Given time, these must be the twelve generals who can fight well!

"Second Lord, is there an enemy coming?" Chu Qian and Yao Ji protected Yang Xiaochan and flew above the city wall, looking at the battle in the sky in all directions.

Yang Jian smiled lightly, and said: "It's okay, it's just that some monsters are young, taking advantage of Nanzhou's lack of monks to move around here is a disaster."

Yao Ji whispered: "Erlang, don't always fight with others, this method of killing and fighting is always too dangerous."

"Mother, don't worry, I can save these things," Yang Jian said, "But between the world, there is no fight, no fight."

Yao Ji nodded slightly, looked at her son's figure standing on the eaves of the tower, and said with a smile: "My son is already such a hero, as a mother, I can only be happy, and I can't teach you much. You don't have to worry about us, just let go and do whatever you want."

Yang Xiaochan also nodded beside her, "Yes, yes, brother, don't worry, at worst, my mother and I will hide in Yuquan Mountain and never come out!"

"No need," Yang Jian landed on the eaves, and said, "I will bring out a soldier and horse for at least a dozen years or more than a hundred years. The heavenly court asked me to garrison Meishan. I can't hang around with my master."

"My son likes to practice soldiers and horses?" Yao Ji's beautiful eyes were a little curious.

She wanted to know more about Yang Jian. After being separated for five hundred years, Yang Jian at this time was completely different from the eight or nine-year-old boy back then.

The character is more resolute, and there are no shortcomings in pride, sharpness, fortitude, courage, and city.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "It's not that I like it, but if you want to gain a foothold in the prehistoric world, you must not only have strength, but also have your own influence. Mother, rest assured, our Yang family will not be bullied by others at will in the future!"

"Well, I believe you can do it."

"Wow, bro, you're getting more and more boastful, oops..." Xiao Chan'er covered her forehead and hid behind Yao Ji, making a face at Yang Jian.

After some laughter, the Twelve Commanders returned in all directions, and Lei Qi was holding a trembling little demon in his hand.

The Twelve Commanders came forward and reported: "Second Master, these monster clans have been cleaned up, and one person was captured alive."

Yang Jian nodded: "But what did you ask?"

"According to what the demon said..."

So and so, so and so, the Twelve Commanders told Yang Jian about the Thousand Monsters Conference.

Yang Jian frowned secretly. Could it be that there were really a thousand demon kings gathered in the Thousand Demon Conference?

Banquet for hundreds of people...

"Hmph! The demons are rampant, but the heavens turn a blind eye." Yang Jian was a little annoyed, and immediately said: "The twelve of you escort my mother's little sister to Qianyuan Mountain, and I will go to the Thousand Demons Conference!"

"Second Master, how to deal with this demon?"

That 'white-faced boy'-like demon soldier's teeth trembled, "I've said it all, I've said it all, ah! I'm willing to lead the way for you, I'm willing to lead the way for the immortal!"

"Leave him here."

Yang Jian said something calmly, naturally he still has questions to ask this little demon.