The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Ghost shadows roared all over the sky, and corpses and bloody skulls were everywhere.

The ascetics are reduced to conquering soldiers, the undead who are unwilling to perish easily, are controlled by the invisible avenue that runs through the heaven and the earth, with the slight disdain of the strongest who is located at the highest peak of all spirits, they turn into fierce ghosts and souls, thousands of ghosts...

When looking at the chaotic battle below, Yang Jian couldn't help but start to think - what kind of Tao are the two or three roads of the most powerful Xumo?

Judging from the situation when he fought against Xu Mo, the strongest man has controlled the Dao to the point where he can change his Dao at will.

Xu Mo himself should have a way to collect remnants of souls, revive them and endow them with extraordinary strength. The name of this Dao is probably only known to Xu Mo himself. If it is divided into categories, it should belong to the category of "good fortune".

The Dao of Great Fortune, the most famous one is the Way of Nuwa Empress, which is the Dao of Hunyuan that created the human race.

Yang Jian's master Yu Ding Zhenren is also the way of good fortune, but he is more concerned with the good fortune of all things, and Yu Sheng is good at the way of good fortune.

Except for this avenue, Yang Jian doesn't know what kind of other avenues Xu Mo has, and what kind of magical powers they have, but judging from the conclusion that Xu Mo's other avenue is not too strong.

Perhaps, among the nine strongest, Xu Mo, the ninth strongest, is absolutely at the bottom.

However, it was such a powerful person at the bottom who destroyed Taisu and pushed Honghuang to the edge of the abyss...

road.

Yang Jian pondered for a while, and the battle below made him frown a little.

Even with the threat of Xu Mo and his generals, Yang Jian couldn't stand by and watch the prehistoric creatures suffer such disasters calmly.

Although it can only be saved for a while...

Seventy-two changes.

Yang Jian used the way of transformation and turned into a middle-aged Taoist, holding a congenital Lingbao-level fairy sword, and wearing a robe with long sleeves and ink body. Although the beard slightly destroyed the sense of elegance, it also added a bit of majesty.

Said: "The world is in trouble with monsters! How can a poor Taoist sit idly by!"

After speaking, he swung his sword down, revealing the aura fluctuations of the quasi-sage's early stage, making people feel that his realm is not yet stable.

This kind of situation actually happened from time to time. In the past, many major repairs who originally avoided the world or did not know the catastrophe was coming because of the flames of war spread to themselves, devoted themselves to fighting skills to protect the prehistoric creatures.

The Taoist who changed like Yang Jian is not very eye-catching in the whole world structure, but it can just change the situation of the battle here.

Yang Jian fell from the sky, and the other party was greeted by a resurrected quasi-sage with a whisk.

Yang Jian resisted the urge to kill the opponent directly, and held the fairy sword to fight the opponent from a distance.

For a moment, the sword light was like rain, and the sky was fire and thunder.

But the resurrected person who stopped Yang Jian couldn't figure out why the sword lights he dodged or the fairy swords that he evaded, or the fairy swords that flew, always flew into his own camp to wreak havoc.

The fight lasted only a short while, and already several Da Luo realm and dozens of resurrected people under Da Luo were killed or injured by this Taoist's flying sword.

The ghost army summoned by the Dao of the Strongest was even more dead and injured, and the sword light swept away and cleared the field directly.

The revived quasi-holy realm screamed angrily, and tried to lure the two of them out of the sky, but unexpectedly fell into a passive state for no reason, and could only be chased by the opponent for a while.

Yang Jian bullied the resurrected in such a state, naturally, without any effort, in fact, he was a bit disregarding the face of a saint.

But Yang Jian never felt how much face he had. In his opinion, the face of a saint is not worth mentioning, and it is not as good as one ten-thousandth of his own life.

Singing with the sword, how much life is!

With Yang Jian, the "Sword Immortal", entering the game forcefully, the battle quickly tilted towards the monks, and more importantly, the morale of the monks was boosted.

And Yang Jian also took this opportunity to concentrate on thinking about something he had neglected before—Xu Mo's Tao.

This is also because Xu Mo's injury has not healed, and he is unable to display the power of his own Dao; in other words, Xu Mo has not shown his Dao in front of Yang Jian, but only relying on the mysterious realm and Taoism of the strongest, he can fight against Yang Jian without losing the slightest disadvantage.

Perhaps, the secret to defeating Xu Mo lies in Xu Mo's own way.

And Yang Jian also knew that for several months, Xu Mo allowed him to intercept and kill the generals without showing up to stop him, he must be concentrating on healing his wounds.

If it were the previous situation, Xu Mo would definitely protect his subordinates and those Dao sages among the resurrected, but now because of the existence of Empress Yunxiao, Xu Mo has a little more urgency to return to the peak.

After Xu Mo recovers from his injuries, he will immediately launch a thunderous offensive, not only to destroy Hong Huang, but more importantly, to kill Yun Xiao, plunder her avenue, and let his own strength take a big step forward!

A perfect avenue, for a powerhouse like Xu Mo, is the most priceless treasure in the world.

That's why Yang Jian was so active before, Xu Mo didn't show up again, but just recalled his generals and saints back to the land of Wubuzhou.

In fact, this is the best time for Honghuang to counterattack, but the monks of Honghuang are still injured, and they are a little powerless to fight back.

well……

Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, only felt that the road ahead was getting more and more difficult, and he still had more heart than strength.

"Who are you! How dare you become an enemy of the poor! Don't you want to live!"

The quasi-sage who was fighting with him scolded angrily, apparently being a little anxious by Yang Jian.

But seeing this 'Sword Fairy' sneered coldly, the fairy sword in his hand made a quick attack, scattering sword shadows all over the sky, and even a huge sword came across the sky, as if it had the sword intent to destroy the sky.

The Pingtian Sword, which has not been used for many years, is unleashed. Although it is not a brilliant sword intent, it still has extraordinary power in Yang Jian's hands.

The resurrected quasi-holy realm hurriedly dodged, but he turned his head just as he dodged, and saw that Yang Jian's attack fell on a handful of resurrected masters and many ghost troops, and quickly cleared a large area without wasting any mana...

"You guys are too deceitful!"

"The demons should be exterminated!"

The 'Sword Immortal' raised his head and laughed loudly, he was so proud.

Suddenly, the crowing of an eagle appeared on the cliff beside it, and the sound resounded through the sky and through the sky and the earth.

Ignoring the great battle between many monks and the ghost army, this eagle spread its wings and flew straight into the sky, heading straight for the two quasi-sacred resurgents who were fighting with the Great Cultivator!

Yang Jian showed a little smile, and the spirit sword in his hand sprinkled the sky with light and rain, and his moves became more elegant and calm.

"Where did the beast come from!"

"Be careful, this eagle is weird!"

After a few shouts and curses, the eagle suddenly showed its own extreme speed, and the universe seemed to break a gap, making its figure flicker several times, and it appeared strangely in front of a quasi-sacred resurrection.

The eagle's figure spun and flames gushed out, instantly engulfing the resurrected man who had no time to dodge!

Then there was a scream, the flames rose high, and the chewing sound from the flames made one's scalp tingle.

The flames converged into a human form, and the revived and monks around were all a little dazed.

But he saw a tattered monkey squatting in mid-air, and the body of the resurrected man had turned into the body of the demon clan, which turned out to be a goat covered in iron armor. But at this time, the goat lost one of its forelimbs, and the missing one was held by the monkey and brought to its mouth from time to time.

The monkey's eyes were a little dull, and his face was indifferent, turning a blind eye to the surrounding situation.

"Work together to kill this monstrous monkey!"

A resurrected person shouted loudly, and the surrounding lights flickered, and all the supernatural powers and magic weapons poured out at the monkey for a while.

The sword fairy transformed into Yang Jian raised his arms and shouted: "There is no good fighter in my prehistoric human race!"

All the monks responded in unison, and several major repairs immediately rushed to the monkey, sharing a lot of pressure for the monkey.

But in the end, the flowing light from all over the sky engulfed the monkey's figure, roaring and thundering...

After the fluctuation of vitality dissipated and Qiankun regained a little clarity, the chewing sound was still there.

And the monkey was completely unharmed, but the tattered clothes on his body were even more tattered.

The monkey squatted there and continued to bite the leg of lamb. Then, as if it had eaten a muscle, it spit impatiently. The monkey hair around its mouth was dyed blood red, and it exuded a trace of ferocity.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he grabbed the leg of the goat, dragged the goat, and walked towards another revived quasi-sacred realm...

Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, and continued to fight his opponent calmly. It's just that his opponent was also panicked by the monkey, full of flaws, so Yang Jian casually found an opportunity to directly injure him...

In fact, there are monkeys appearing on the stage, and there are no revivers at the Dao Saint level or the quasi-sage peak level here, and the battle has come to an end.

The defense line of the resurrected quickly collapsed, streams of light rushed towards the ancient pilgrimage road, and Yang Jian led the monks to hide and kill them from behind.

Two hours later, countless ghost troops abandoned here were wiped out, and all the monks cleaned up the mess with sad faces. There were also many Buddhist monks who rescued the souls of the dead everywhere, so as not to turn into ghosts to disturb this place again.

There should be no wars in this great world in a short period of time. After all, the most powerful side will still place their main forces near Nanbuzhou.

The sword fairy transformed into Yang Jian took the initiative to walk towards the monkey who was leaning on the goat corpse in a daze, and arched his hands forward and made a bow.

At this time, as long as he comes into contact with the monkey, he can directly drive the avenue to bring the monkey back to Nanbubuzhou, and the monkey has no time to resist.

But Yang Jian saw the confusion and boredom in the monkey's eyes, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, so he didn't take him away directly.

"What's your name, Fellow Daoist?" 'Sword Immortal' asked with a smile while holding the fairy sword upside down.

The monkey looked up at the sword fairy in front of him, and continued to sit there in a daze without saying a word.

There were a few streamers falling from the side, but it was two quasi-sacred monks who came forward with three big Luos, and made a deep bow to Yang Jian, the 'sword fairy', and the monkey sitting beside him.

"Pindao and the other fellow daoists will never forget the grace of the two fellow daoists in their lives! I also invite the two of you to the celebration banquet together, and Rong Pindao would like to thank you two!"

"No need," Yang Jian transformed into a sword fairy shook his head, smiled freely, and said: "There is still a big war in the world around me, I will continue to wipe out the evil spirits. By the way, a few fellow Taoists are from Chaotian Pavilion?"