The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

(Chapter 808, the number of chapters is wrong.)

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In the sky above Huaguo Mountain, the drums that had stopped for a while sounded again, and thunder dragons dared to resist the demons in the heavens, showing the ferocity of immortals and gods.

The Yaozu were not to be outdone, the drums were beating loudly, and their momentum was faintly fighting against the heavenly soldiers and generals.

After three rounds of drumming, there is still no movement between heaven and earth, but many monster races have already noticed some abnormalities.

Among the monster clan, there are many people with keen senses who can avoid disasters and seek good fortune. At this time, these monsters look up at the layers of dark clouds in the sky, and their hearts are inexplicably frightened, as if they have glimpsed something extremely frightening.

So, either secretly left Huaguo Mountain, or called friends to increase their confidence.

Gradually, as the sound of the heavenly drum continued, the Huaguoshan group of demons became a little uneasy.

Where is a group of more radical monster clan shouting to attack the Heavenly Court, Sun Wukong on the top of the mountain stared into the distance with his hands behind his back, even though the ancestors of the demon world behind him persuaded him to stop and evacuate Huaguo Mountain, he didn't want to talk to them at all.

These ancestors of the Yaozu were very shrewd, and they were not dazzled by the previous victory.

The following monster clans are not clear about the backwardness, and the ancestors of the monster clan don't know the horror of heaven? Not to mention anything else, a random group of masters from Chaotian Pavilion can directly wash away the monster race in the wild.

But the words of these demon ancestors made the Monkey King even more impatient.

The phrase 'soldiers come to block the water and cover them with earth' made these ancestors of the monster clan have to shut up, and each secretly discussed how to proceed later.

If these patriarchs could easily suppress this Great Sage Equaling Heaven, they would have taken him away long ago to keep a spark of revival for the monster clan.

What's more, some ancestors of the Yaozu have secretly asked the powerful masters of the Yaozu to use the demon banner to arrest Monkey King; but after using the demon banner, they discovered that Monkey King is not a demon at all.

This is the biggest irony for Yaozu.

This monkey is a spirit, blessed by nature, the spirit favored by heaven, it is not able to move the demon banner at all.

"Will that powerful person Ziweitian come over?"

There was a little fighting intent flashing in the monkey's eyes, as if a flame was burning in his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

Tianting did not disappoint the monkey.

First, a white cloud floated from the west, and on the cloud stood rows of immortal soldiers with resolute faces and restrained breaths, totaling twelve hundred in number.

They are all holding long spears or long stick-shaped soldiers, and there are two sharp short swords of immortal soldiers at their waists. Among the thousand and two hundred, there are half men and half women, each of them has calm eyes, and their cultivation level is far beyond that of ordinary heavenly soldiers and generals.

One thousand two hundred children of the Wu clan!

They wear the same armor, with similar formation patterns engraved on the armor. They can form a small battle formation according to the number of thirty-six, forty-nine, or eighty-one, or 1,200 people can form a powerful battle formation that is good at attacking and defending.

If you look at the realm of cultivation, most of them have the strength of real immortals, and a small number of them have cultivation bases of heavenly immortals.

But if you look at their methods of fighting the enemy, I'm afraid they are even a level higher than their own cultivation realm!

It's a pity that they are still the group of Wu clan children who were eliminated.

The 1,800 witches with the same background as them have followed the witches, witches, and twelve commanders to bloodbath the Chaos Spirit Race outside the sky.

So the thousand or two hundred Wu Clan disciples pinned a piece of dry grass to their hairbands, reminding themselves that they could not follow their second master's expedition to the Chaos Sea.

The white clouds stopped under the dark clouds, and the children of the Wu Clan looked at the monster soldiers below, and the hatred branded in the blood of the witches had begun to boil.

The sound of the battle drums in the heavenly court stopped for a while, but then it rang again.

Another white cloud floated slowly from the sky, stopped behind the twelve hundred witches, it was thirty thousand Meishan immortal soldiers brought by the six friends of Meishan.

The troops stationed at Guanjiangkou on weekdays are all here.

Meishan immortal soldiers, in terms of cultivation base and equipment, are not inferior to the elite heavenly soldiers of the heavenly court. They are considered part of Meishan's heritage, and they are also here with Yang Jian at this time.

The six friends of Meishan led a dozen generals leading the army to fly towards the dark cloud, and the dark cloud opened a cloud path, revealing the corner of the battle formation of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers ready to go, and also revealed the situation on the tallest cloud.

A chair suddenly appeared on the cloud.

After Tuota Li Tianwang and Nezha separated, the father and son looked serious, and all the generals around did not dare to speak a word, all looked respectful, and did not dare to breathe.

All this is because of the young immortal general in brocade robes sitting on the chair.

Sun Wukong looked up, with a little curiosity in his eyes... He couldn't see through the man sitting in front of that little baby at all.

But behind Sun Wukong, the patriarchs of the monster clan all looked pale.

"Yang! Yang Jian!"

"Damn it, why is it him! Nephew Wukong, today's matter is beyond our control, quickly follow us to withdraw troops!"

Sun Wukong frowned slightly, and looked at the ancestors of the Yaozu who were panicked and not as graceful as usual, with a little disgust, and the corner of his mouth slightly twitched.

"This person must be very powerful to scare you like this."

"Isn't he powerful? Can he not be powerful? He is the most powerful man under the saints, and he beheaded the Taoist disciples of two Dao saints!"

"Great Sage, let's not compete with him for a while. I'm not saying that you are not such a human being, but it will take some time to improve your cultivation..."

"Just go away," Sun Wukong said indifferently, "Huaguoshan is our hometown, if we leave like this, it's better to just stay here with these flowers and plants."

"But this..."

Sun Wukong didn't speak anymore, his eyes didn't hide his contempt.

The ancestors of the Yaozu looked at each other, retreated in tacit agreement, and turned into several whirlwinds towards the northwest.

On the cloud, Yang Jian, who had been sitting upright all the time, raised his hand lightly, golden lights gushed out from his palm, and the eighty-one mysterious beads in his body shone with light.

A big seal flew out from his waist, surrounded by golden light, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

But in an instant, a golden seal with a length and width of thousands of feet appeared in the sky, and countless bright golden lights lit up between the sky and the earth!

Supernatural powers, the seal of the Jedi!

Those whirlwinds originally flew extremely fast, but when the golden light appeared strangely in the air with the Kongtong seal in between, these whirlwinds seemed to break into an invisible quagmire, and seemed to be frozen in the universe.

Then, the big seal fell 'slowly'. Several figures in the whirlwind wanted to rush out, but they couldn't move at all. They could only watch helplessly as the big seal that seemed to be able to shatter the prehistoric five continents fell down!

It was too late to say it, but it was too late, in fact, since Yang Jian raised his hand, to the big seal that smashed those whirlwinds into the short hill on the side of Huaguo Mountain, it was just a flash, and even most of the heavenly soldiers and generals didn't know that Yang Jian released the golden seal.

There was a bang, and the surrounding area was turbulent, and several steep peaks of Huaguo Mountain were directly broken.

Dao after wave of golden light rushed against the sky, bringing the Kongtong seal back to Yang Jian's hands.

The short mountain that was hit had disappeared, and there was a square thousand-foot deep pit on the cracked ground. At the bottom of the pit hundreds of feet down, there were puddles of pus and blood, and several unrecognizable corpses.

Only a little bit of monster energy remains, and a little dao rhyme belonging to quasi-saint monks is still there...

With one blow, several demon ancestors were killed, and all the demons in Huaguo Mountain were silent.

The monkey king on the top of the mountain looked up at the cloud, staring at the young man sitting on the chair who seemed to have done nothing, suddenly laughed a few times, and grasped the Dinghaishen needle with his right hand.

This is the strong!

This is the real powerhouse in this world!

This should be his existence to challenge, overcome, and surpass!

However, Sun Wukong's laughter made many heavenly soldiers and generals frown secretly. They all thought that the monstrous monkey had something wrong with its mind after being frightened by Zhenjun Erlang, and it still didn't run away at this time...

The six friends of Meishan have brought more than a dozen generals of Meishan to Yunqian, and they all clasped their fists and bowed.

"Second Master, the soldiers and horses are ready!"

"Good job," Yang Jian stood up holding the handle of the seat, grabbed the three-pointed double-edged gun on the side, and said calmly, "Follow me to attack the mountain."

"promise!"

All the generals responded in unison, and then turned into more than a dozen streamers and returned to their own camp.

Li Jing hurriedly asked: "Zhenjun, do you want to accompany me?"

"You can surround Huaguo Mountain," Yang Jian said calmly, "Anyone who refuses to surrender will be killed without mercy."

"Yes!" Li Jing also bowed his head to accept the order, and Nezha behind Yang Jian bowed his head a little depressedly, obviously he had some knots about losing to Monkey King.

Yang Jian didn't say much, just chuckled and jumped down from the cloud.

Like a meteor falling from the sky, it hit the top of another peak of Huaguo Mountain, and a gust of wind was blown in all directions.

Monkey King faced the place where Yang Jian was, and the Zijin cloak was blown by the wind like a flame and kept beating.

He shouted: "Who are you! What kind of position in the heavenly court!"

"Yang Jian, True Monarch Erlang."

In the wind and sand, Yang Jian's calm voice came slowly.

Sun Wukong bared his teeth, half smiling, half ferocious, bent his legs slightly, and flicked hard, leaving afterimages on the top of the mountain, and went straight to Yang Jian!

At this moment, a slightly dull shout came from midair:

"kill!"

1,200 soldiers from the Witch clan imitated Yang Jian and descended straight down, followed closely by 30,000 Meishan immortal soldiers; thousands of light beams as thick as wellheads descended from the sky, and together with 100,000 thunderbolts, directly surrounded Huaguo Mountain, and hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and horses fell to the ground along the light beams again at extreme speed.

A monster master roared: "Monkey King! Invincible! Children, kill all these heavenly soldiers and generals, and hit the heaven! Rule the roost in Lingxiao!"

The group of monsters roared immediately: "Go to heaven! Dominate Ling Xiao!"

Before the shouting was over, there was a loud bang that suppressed the sky suddenly, suppressing the demon soldiers' shouts forcibly.

The Monkey King who was rushing towards Yang Jian flew upside down towards the sky in response to the sound, and even sprayed blood with his head up. After the Monkey King flew upside down, the young fairy general in brocade robes came with a gun, calmly but relentlessly chasing after him.

When the Monkey King looked down, he smiled and used his strength to fly quickly; when he managed to distance himself from Yang Jian, he immediately jumped up, and the monkey hair all over his body seemed to be burning.

The eyes gradually turned scarlet, and the breath in his body was forcibly raised!

Holding the long stick with both hands, he went forward without hesitation, still attacking fiercely!