The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Three thousand gods and demons eat!

Zhentian Jedi India!

Yang Jian's ten thousand-foot golden body is like a dazzling star in the void, and his left arm turned into a giant python that swallowed the sky. The body of the earth venerable had to avoid the sharp edge for a while, but unexpectedly, the big seal on the top of his head slammed down, causing the body of the earth venerable to stagger.

This situation has actually happened countless times.

Yang Jian moved forward and continued to attack. The Venerable Earth quickly supported the large shield in his hand. The shield was already riddled with holes and ravines intertwined on it. It seemed that another blow would break it...

Venerable Tu did not panic in the slightest, his eyes remained calm, and there was no anger on his face. The battle against Yang Jian was methodical from beginning to end, and Yang Jian had not completely taken the initiative.

At this time, the six Dao sages in the Dharma Body of the Soil Venerable were all suffering from Dao injuries.

Although their cultivation realm is at the level of Dao Saints, their abilities and supernatural powers are one line worse than that of the Sanqing Masters, and they do not have any holy artifacts in their hands.

The six small shields were refined by the Ninth Supreme, and they were used to protect themselves and form a large formation to protect the Venerable Earth, so that they would not be cut off from the horse after walking in front of Yang Jian for only one round.

The realm of these six Dao sages did not come from their own step-by-step practice, but was forced by the Ninth Supreme to establish the Dao and sanctify them when they were born from death with their supernatural powers.

Naturally, they had to have stood at the pinnacle of quasi-sages to have such an encounter. If they were ordinary quasi-sages, no matter how strong they were, there would be nothing they could do.

The foundation of the road is unstable, and the avenue is vain. At this time, there are already some flaws.

In fact, if it weren't for the six small shields that allowed the six great saints to form a mysterious formation, just the aftershock of Yang Jian's fight with Venerable Earth until now would have caused the six people to be seriously injured.

At this time, how much pressure the Venerable Earth was under, I am afraid that only the Venerable Earth can know.

In the scattered chaotic sea outside the sky, in that boundless void, the figures of two giants kept colliding, but it seemed that no one could do anything to the other.

They have been fighting here for half a day, and the battle in the prehistoric is still fierce and stalemate. The army in the Nether Stream seems to have reserves, and reinforcements are beginning to be thrown into the battle.

This is also the main reason why Yang Jian can rest assured to fight Tu Zun here.

The battle in the astrolabe still did not tell the winner, but Yang Jian didn't feel any shattered situation.

In other words, at this time, none of the saints on both sides fell.

"You are strong."

Behind the shield, the mighty 'Niyong' blessed by the Dao of Earth made a buzzing sound.

Yang Jian also paused his offensive, looking for the Venerable Earth's flaws.

"But you are still not the strongest, and you will never be the master's opponent," Tu Zun said coldly, "Although I don't want to treat an opponent like you like this, I still want to remind you, don't waste your talent by dying in vain."

Yang Jian smiled instead of anger, the snow-white sharp spear in his hand, which was like a pillar reaching the sky, shook slightly, turned around in his hand, and then pointed the tip of the gun obliquely at Tu Zun's forehead.

"You must also come from the great world that was destroyed by the most powerful, haven't you ever felt a little bit of guilt and anxiety?"

"I fought to the last sliver of energy and blood, and I have no shame in my heart."

Tu Zun said something calmly, and a little memory flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Yang Jian shouted decisively: "If you don't speculate, today is life and death."

"I'll risk my life to accompany you! Today I will fight with you under the guise of the strength of six fellow Taoists, and it will never happen again!"

The long hair of the earth venerable suddenly spread out, the shield and sword intersected, and the rays of light from the two sacred instruments almost merged into one.

Open the sky five styles!

Zhentian Jedi India! Three thousand gods and demons eat!

For almost a moment, Yang Jian's figure turned into the figure of the giant who had fought against his master for hundreds of years in the eyes of Venerable Earth, and he couldn't help being more afraid.

The shield meets the avenue, and the sword walks the front of the earth!

Yang Jian's exquisite and powerful moves were reflected in the eyes of Tu Zun, and his happy state of mind returned to tranquility again, and he blocked Yang Jian's snow-white spear with the unchanging shield.

The two huge figures began to collide fiercely again.

The chaotic sea beyond the Great Desolate North Sea is becoming more and more open, and the sea of ​​Taoism is exposed, and the chaos and disorder are quickly repairing the holes in the universe.

"war!"

Yang Jian yelled angrily, his body was like a demon god, and he slammed into Tuzun's big shield with a ball of blood flames.

It was just a collision, a gun smash, a punch, a knee kick... It was more than a dozen offensives. The earth statue retreated again and again, and the six great saints in the body of the earth statue were shaken.

It depends on how long you can defend!

Yang Jian also felt a little bit of fighting for strength in his heart. After all, it is actually quite difficult for him to find a strong opponent who is below the strongest.

The offensive continued like fire and wind, and the Wanzhang Dharma Body did not appear to be slow at all. Every punch, kick, and every tiny movement seemed to be in line with the Dao.

If things go on like this, although the Venerable Earth can rely on the vast mana that is continuously poured into his Dharma body to support him, the shield treasure in his hand has actually reached a certain limit...

His strongest point is his biggest flaw!

Without this shield, he would be more passive, and he might even be chopped off by Yang Jian, and all the Seven Saints would fall...

"Return to the Ruins!"

Venerable Soil suddenly shouted, a little madness appeared on that resolute face, and at least a little pain.

Yang Jian, who was attacking by himself, retreated immediately, his eyes were like lightning, and the two beams of light seemed to break through the invisible shackles of the void!

The Venerable Earth suddenly raised the big shield in his hand, and there was a boundless black and yellow aura surging behind him. A large city was quickly formed in this aura, tens of thousands of miles high, tens of thousands of miles long and wide, but inside it was a ruined wall.

What kind of supernatural power is this?

Suddenly, there was a ray of Taoism in Yang Jian's divine eyes on his forehead, and several pictures appeared in front of him, which made Yang Jian a little surprised.

"You actually refined your original hometown into your own supernatural powers, it's ridiculous."

Although Yang Jian was talking like this, he didn't stay idle. He raised his hand and made a mark of the Heaven-Suppressing Jedi. Then, taking advantage of a little bit of space, he called out the Rhyme of Opening Heaven, jumped up, turned half a circle, and slashed down fiercely in front of him.

An arc of light pierced through nothingness, swaying a mysterious trajectory that is difficult for others to see, and it was about to strike the top of the Tu Zun's head in a blink of an eye.

"Everything returns to the ruins!"

Tuzun roared again, the shield in front of him suddenly exploded, but the big city behind him suddenly pushed forward, swallowing and covering Tuzun's figure directly.

However, Yang Jian's arc of light hit the big city, but it just left a not-so-deep gully on the city wall, making the big city shake constantly.

Xuanwu True Body!

The Venerable Earth hid in the 'projection' of the ruined city, and once again displayed his Xuanwu real body. A huge Xuanwu shrouded the ruined city, screaming at Yang Jian.

No matter how big the turtle shell is, so what? Yang Jian suddenly dissipated from Faxiang Tiandi, and directly performed seventy-two transformations, turning into an extremely huge Kunpeng, smashing towards the big city with an overwhelming billowing aura.

The eyes of the Earth Venerable Saint standing in the city were full of khaki, and a solid and extremely thick avenue spread out in this ruined city!

The ten thousand zhang body grew bigger again, with a cultivation base like the Tuzun, he can naturally be of any size, tens of thousands of zhang taller than one zhang is a common skill.

But at this time, the giant Tu Zun turned into a giant stood in the big city and roared with his head raised, his long hair rose without wind, and faced Yang Jian who was rushing diagonally from above, he howled and demonstrated like a beast!

That roar seemed to declare that no one could defeat myself here!

However, Yang Jian can.

The moment Kunpeng was about to charge in front of the big city, the fierce beast suddenly exploded into a cloud of smoke in the void, and in the gray mist, a fireball rushed obliquely.

The unrivaled power of all gods;

Carrying the power of indestructibility through the ages!

Venerable Soil's expression froze, the fireball had hit Xuanwu's neck, a snow-white sharp spear pierced out of the flames, and the extremely sharp gun light directly tore through Xuanwu's neck and penetrated into Xuanwu's body!

Concentrating energy into bundles and breaking the surface with points, this is Yang Jian's common method!

The majestic city is wrapped in the shadow of Xuanwu, standing in the endless void, surrounded by the sea of ​​Taoism that is constantly breaking and reorganizing.

A tiny ray of light suddenly penetrated through the big city, and countless cracks appeared in the image of Xuanwu, and in the cracks, beams of light spread out in all directions, quickly filling up the void.

In addition, half of the high walls of the big city collapsed, and the giant standing inside looked down at the powder falling from his hand, his eyes lost his mind.

This powder is the previous treasure shield!

After a moment of distraction, there was a surge of anger and hatred!

"Yang Jian!"

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Yang Jian's figure appeared behind the giant, and when the giant turned around, the snow-white spear hit the giant's cheek.

Even though he was only eight feet tall, the force of this spear directly sent Venerable Soil's dharma body flying.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Yang Jian dashed forward, leaving afterimages on the giant's body in a blink of an eye, and each afterimage represented an attack, covering every vital point of the earth statue's Dharma body.

Especially the place where the six Dao sages were hidden in the chest, was taken care of by Yang Jian, and dozens of offensives were launched in a blink of an eye!

The dharma body of Tu Zun kept trembling, but he had no chance to fight back; Dao of Earth tried his best to protect the saint of Dao, but was almost blown away by Yang Jian's spear.

"Scatter!"

Tu Zun gave a light reprimand, and the dharma body suddenly exploded, and the six beams of light flew to the side at high speed.

Yang Jian chased after him with a spear, and a figure fell from mid-air, holding a sword and slashing on Yang Jian's spear, it was the real body of the Tu Zun.

When the two confronted each other, Yang Jian was more powerful, and with just a slight shock, the Tuzun was sent flying.

Tu Zun's magic body was broken, Yang Jian repeated his old tricks, and it was the three thousand Daohua again; Tu Zun would not be easily fooled this time, and rushed towards the six saints desperately, barely stopping Yang Jian.

The six Dao sages were all ups and downs. Although they were still providing mana to Tuzun, they were already a little afraid of Yang Jian.

The two figures turned into two balls of light, entangled for a while and then separated again. Yang Jian's face was as usual, and he was even out of breath.

Blood was seen on Venerable Soil's forehead, and the bright red blood flowed down his cheeks, and there was an earthy yellow light in it.

"Without the shield, how long can you block me?"

Yang Jian's eyes were fixed, and he had already decided to kill Tu Zun directly.

The figure rushed forward again, the vertical eyes on the forehead were filled with divine light in the dark, the nine forms of opening the sky were performed one after another, and the seal of suppressing heaven and earth crushed everything!

Tu Zun was beaten so badly that he was almost unable to parry, and when the two were about to collide again, Yang Jian raised his sword with his left hand and pointed at his forehead.

Eyes open!