The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

There are many hardships and dangers in the prehistoric world, and fortune and misfortune are uncertain under the clouds of calamity. It is always good to be cautious.

Yang Jian changed into the appearance of a rabbit spirit, and quietly touched the back of the mountain. As soon as he came out of Jieyun, he noticed that there was a formation around him.

With the presence of profound energy, Yang Jian is naturally unimpeded in these ordinary formations, and what's even better is that he will not disturb the people who arranged the formations, just like a cloud of smoke, entering the lush forest.

After walking only ten feet, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed. The original mountains and forests turned into overlapping camps. A ghostly aura filled the place, and the air was filled with a strong fragrance of flowers...

Everywhere in the camp, there are demons, monsters and ghosts, and you can see drunk monsters everywhere, and bones are scattered on the ground everywhere.

This attitude is really different from that of the big city of the human race.

Most of the monster races maintained more or less racial appearances on their faces. For example, the dog monsters and tiger monsters mostly wore the heads of dogs, tigers, and leopards, and their humanoid bodies were also covered with hair.

After all, the aesthetics of the monster race and the human race are different, and many enchanting banshees also like this kind of strong monster race.

Of course, there are also some beautiful monsters, for example, Yang Jian saw at a glance, a few butterfly spirits with thin wings growing on their backs, playing beautifully in a camp, and there are many monsters lingering around.

There are also a small number of monsters who have completely transformed into human beings, but most of these monsters are entangled with karma and blood, and they should often mix into the human world to "prey".

Yang Jian just paused for a while, then lowered his head and walked towards the center of the camp.

There is another mountain forest there, and there is a big hall in the mountain forest. There is a strong evil spirit floating in the big hall, which should be the destination of Yang Jian's trip.

Hall of Hundred People.

A hundred people are boiled in the hall of a hundred people, a feast of blood and bones of a hundred people and a thousand demons.

A murderous intent appeared in Yang Jian's heart uncontrollably...

With Tianting and his party, he rescued his mother, gained a title, raised his prestige, and solved the knot in his heart.

The first time I saw the monsters doing evil was in the big world where the aura was about to be exhausted. Yang Jian rescued the unlucky Lord Hou and Wen Qingling.

At that time, Yang Jian used the identity of "Erlang God" to restrain himself, to keep himself rational, to look at demons and humans with a mentality that both humans and monsters are living beings, and to protect himself first.

That's actually not bad. At that time, I just started practicing, and I didn't know my own ability. It is reasonable to be cautious.

But like that, Yang Jian was not happy in his heart.

Later, in order to make a name for himself in the prehistoric world, Yang Jian even slayed the big monster of the monster clan, and then shed all the shame of the monster clan in the Dragon Palace. Apart from his rationality, he also had a sense of belonging in his heart.

In the Heavenly Court, he was at the end of the road and fell into madness. On the contrary, Yang Jian realized his lack of state of mind, and he could be regarded as "awakened" himself, and returned to his true nature.

He is human.

Even if it is a person from later generations, it is still a human race!

He may not have a sense of identity with the human race, but he can't see these monster races wantonly killing mortals!

Some people said: Ordinary people hunt to eat their meat, wild animals and domestic animals also have cultivated demons, why can't demons eat people?

This statement is really heartbreaking.

The difference between mortals and monks is the difference between beasts, domestic animals and demons.

Ordinary people hunt with wisdom and force, but eating their meat is for food and survival, which is the destiny of heaven.

Cultivators hunting demons, taking demon bones and demon souls, this is the act of killing!

The monster clan dare not go to Central China to cause trouble, but prey on mortals to increase their cultivation base and taste delicious food, trying to immerse themselves in the old dream of ruling the world back then. Where should those suffering mortals go to avenge their grievances?

In Yang Jian's view, a man-eating monster should not be punished!

The more he thought about it, the more murderous intent became in Yang Jian's heart.

"Hey? Dead Rabbit, why are you here? Didn't you go after those passing witches?"

A rough shout came from the side, Yang Jian frowned secretly, and turned his head to look calmly.

Those timid eyes and frightened demeanor were exactly the same as the rabbit spirit before.

The speaker was a tiger demon, wearing a single gown, with his chest open, revealing golden chest hair, under his arms were two charming female demons, and one of the very hot female demons even cast a wink at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian immediately looked 'embarrassed', and avoided the gaze of the banshee, which made the tiger demon laugh non-stop, and the two banshees were also trembling with laughter.

"I, I... I didn't dare to catch up. After all, fighting skills may result in injury or death..."

Yang Jian's acting skills at this time are excellent, but he has the confidence in his heart to handle it so naturally.

"Hahaha!"

The tiger monster laughed a few times, kicked over, but did not use force, like a fight between friends.

"You bastard," the tiger demon scolded with a smile, "If I knew I was gone, you can bear the blame from our king!"

It turned out to be a subordinate of a king.

"I... wait for the brothers to come back, I'll discuss it with them." Yang Jian, who turned into a rabbit, smiled awkwardly, but frowning.

"What a disappointment! When will you be a bit of a monster!" The tiger demon put two big hands in two indescribable places, and the two female demons suddenly hummed coquettishly, their voices were extremely charming and hot.

Yang Jian took two steps back on purpose, and the tiger demon was even more proud. He rushed to the nearest tent with the two female demons in his arms, threw out a pair of male and female demons in disheveled clothes, and then set up a formation to isolate the consciousness.

Yang Jian pursed his lips, bowed his head and walked away.

Even if there were people around who saw this scene, they didn't take it seriously, at most they just made fun of Yang Jian.

However, Yang Jian was secretly glad that he had turned into a timid rabbit spirit; if he turned into a lion spirit, tiger spirit, etc., in order not to reveal his secrets, would he have to forcibly snatch the two banshees over?

A trace of Yang Jian's profound energy was already attached to the tiger demon, but the tiger demon with a real immortal cultivation base, as long as Yang Jian's heart moved, his head would be beheaded by the profound energy.

Just like that, Yang Jian walked into the forest around the Hall of Hundred People without hindrance. As soon as he entered the forest, Yang Jian clenched his fists.

This tree is a demon tree, and it is full of bones!

The Thousand Demons Conference will be held for a hundred days, and there will be three hundred people's feasts a day, that's thirty thousand mortals...

Yang Jian walked along the path, looking at the piles of bones piled up under these demon trees, his heart became more angry and calmer.

He was thinking, thinking, how to get rid of the Yaozu here.

Sure enough, manpower is sometimes poor, if he already has six friends from Meishan to help him, and 1,200 Caotou Gods are in charge, the big monsters here really won't let half of them escape!

When Yang Jian walked to the Hall of Hundred People, he was blocked by a group of demon soldiers.

The bull demon with horns on his head and a nose ring asked: "Stop, you are a mountain patrol leader, what are you doing in the palace?"

Yes, dare to know yourself.

Yang Jian didn't dare to open his mouth casually, he was afraid of being exposed, so he just smiled awkwardly, took out a few spirit stones from his sleeve, and quietly handed them over.

These spirit stones were also passed by Yang Jian casually beside the rabbit spirit.

"Hmph!" The bull demon snorted righteously, and with a wave of his big hand, took away the spirit stone.

"Although there are nearly a hundred kings in this palace, you have no ability or eloquence, so it's useless to enter." The bull demon said, "It's good to seek a future, but don't make mistakes. If you offend your king, be careful that your head falls!"

Yang Jian apologized again and again, and passed a few more Lingshi over.

The cow demon snatched the spirit stone with righteous words, snapped his fingers, and turned away with the demon soldiers behind him.

Before leaving, he sent a threat to Yang Jian: "You'd better keep your eyeballs open. If you are asked, tell me that you will sneak in with the transformation technique. If you dare to say a word, be careful, Grandpa, I will break the soft bones of your whole body!"

So easy, another level passed.

And that team of demon soldiers didn't even know that there were a few gray auras hanging from their bodies, these auras were attached to the soles of their feet, and it was really hard to detect them with their cultivation base of true immortals and celestial beings.

But this kind of small trick is difficult to use against the golden fairy.

Yang Jian slipped in through the side door of the main hall, and a strong smell of alcohol came towards him. Yang Jian suddenly saw dozens of monsters sitting around a huge table, and on that table...

There was an iron cage, and the cage was full of blank-eyed girls, who must have been enchanted by a demon, with no strands of hair on their bodies, all of whom were no more than six or seven years old.

At a glance, there are at least dozens of people lying or sitting in the iron cage!

Beside the table, many of the big monsters have returned to their original forms. The ghosts and ghosts gathered together, and many monsters still have blood on their mouths...

Yang Jian clenched his fists, and among the stored treasures, the pointed spear and mountain ax trembled at the same time!

Taking a look, Yang Jian lowered his head, just locked the iron cage with his spiritual sense, and didn't pay much attention to the eating conditions of those monster races.

He was afraid that he couldn't help it, so he rushed directly to kill these monsters without leaving any armor, and their spirits and souls were all wiped out!

He covered the iron cage with his spiritual sense, and as long as there was a demon attacking the girl in the iron cage, he would definitely attack without any hesitation.

His eyes immediately searched the hall, and soon, he found a few golden fairies sitting in the corner, drinking tea and tasting wine, with fairy music playing and fairy air, completely different from the purgatory beside the round table.

These few golden fairies have a special status, they are not the playthings of other big monsters; besides the hall, there are also many beds, and hundreds of beautiful banshees gather everywhere, obviously for the entertainment of those big monsters.

Yang Jian was quietly observing those golden fairies.

Pure and clean?

Yang Jian didn't see any of them. Instead, he saw a few vulgar fans who were still scratching their heads.

There was one person whose face was fairly handsome, but his eyebrows were too charming.

Sensing carefully, there were only a few banshees in the golden fairy realm in the temple. Two divine lights quietly bloomed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he immediately focused on the pretty banshee.

In Yang Jian's eyes, the man was sitting on a chair with a pipa, and blood-red crystal light flowed all over his body.

And Yang Jian glanced down, seeing what the tea, wine and snacks of these golden fairies were, and his killing intent became even stronger.

This pipa master will die here today.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, lowered his head and walked towards that corner.

Fearing that some of the girls in the cage would be murdered again, Yang Jian hurried away, immediately attracting the attention of several golden fairies.

"Hey, this little demon is quite handsome, come and sit with grandma for a while."