The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The place where Yunxiao heals his wounds is quite secret, and the Great Master Xuandu volunteered to guard her. The only ones who know where she is are Yang Jian and Master Tongtian.

Driving the avenue appeared outside the city of Xuandu, Yang Jian hid his figure, cut off his breath, and walked towards the wreckage of the Hei Ling Kingdom not far away that had been eaten away by the breath of chaos.

Turning left and right, going round and round, found a hall surrounded by faint light, and then got into it.

This is not over yet, in a corner of the hall, Yang Jian quickly formed a seal with both hands, a golden light flashed lightly, and a stone door emitting a soft light slowly emerged, and a mustard universe was hidden inside it.

Stepping forward, after entering the stone gate, Yang Jian was in a valley where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, and he went towards the grass reed.

Just arrived in front of the door, the wooden house was gently pushed open, and a female fairy came slowly.

She is dressed in white and has a fairy air, with a graceful figure, elegant and graceful appearance, and that ethereal temperament. She is not the Yunxiao empress Yang Jian wants to visit.

Yang Jian made a salute, and Yun Xiao also bowed in return, which was very polite.

Then, Yang Jian caught a glimpse of the great mage Xuandu who was sleeping soundly on the kang of the wooden house. The point is that this great mage is not clothed at this time, and he can be called happy...

ah……

Yang Jian suddenly realized, Yun Xiao took the wooden door behind him casually, and looked away, the rosy glow on his cheeks flashed, and the saint's perfect Dao Xin also showed a little anger because of Yang Jian's narrow eyes.

For some reason, Yang Jian felt that if Yunxiao and Xuandu could form a Taoist couple, they would be a good match.

In other words, Yang Jian didn't think it was unexpected at this time; and when he sent Yun Xiao here to heal his wounds, Yang Jian had also heard from Yun Xiao, "Enlightenment is long, and there will be a companion at the end." It should be that the two of them spent a long time in a dream.

For Daxiu, the word love is dispensable, but it is actually not a big deal.

"Let's go," Yun Xiao said softly.

Yang Jian asked back, "Uncle Master, do you know what I'm here for?"

"If you didn't come here to find me, and go together to delay that Xu Mo's injury, what else would you do?"

Yang Jian burst into laughter, made a gesture of invitation, and then bowed his hands towards the room.

Master Xuandu on the kang was sleeping deeply, Yang Jian bowed to him and bid farewell in a hurry.

The two of them went out of here and reached the sky above Xuandu City, and began to discuss what to do next.

Even if the two of them work together, they can advance or retreat in front of Xu Moji's subordinates, but the risk of this matter is not small, if they miss and are calculated, they will have to pay a considerable price.

Yang Jian didn't inquire about the personal affairs of the two seniors, and went straight to the point: "Xu Mo's hiding place is definitely not easy to find, and he must be forced to come out to fight. If this is the case, he must forcefully attack the opponent's key figures, but the opponent is not stupid, and there must be various arrangements."

"The key figures are those five-element venerables?"

"That's right," Yang Jian nodded lightly, and said, "None of these five-element venerables are easy-going people, and they are also Xu Mo's strongest arm. Jin Zun and I are on the same path, and he should be the most difficult, but fortunately, he underestimated the enemy and was carelessly killed by me. The Fire Zun has also fallen, but the remaining few people, the Water Zun, has a high level of cultivation, and is as good at defense as the Earth Zun, but the Aoki Zun is the most difficult person among them."

Yun Xiao nodded lightly, "Besides that, there is also the person with blood mist supernatural powers."

"That guy doesn't have to worry. My Dinghaishenzhu just restrained his supernatural power. If he doesn't have the blood mist supernatural power, he's worse than Venerable Earth."

Yang Jian murmured a few times, "If you can't really push these key people to the point of death, then Xu Mo will never show up."

"You can't think of it that way," Yun Xiao said, "If Xu Mo quietly plots to ambush you and me, it will be a disaster."

"We won't be fooled by him so easily," Yang Jian took out a treasure gourd from the black tortoise belt, poured a stream of profound energy unique to the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art into it, and handed it to Yun Xiao who didn't know why.

Then, Yang Jian swayed slightly, and the seventy-two changes were performed, and he changed directly into the appearance of Yunxiao.

Her demeanor, appearance, and dao rhyme all over her body are the same as those of Yunxiao.

Yun Xiao understood, and also used the method of transformation, turning into Yang Jian's appearance, opened the treasure gourd, and a ray of profound energy permeated her body, and Yang Jian's breath was certainly true.

"So, you should give it a try."

"If nothing can be done, you and I will retire immediately. We just want to harass, not fight him to the death."

"I can't help myself."

Yun Xiao and Yang Jian discussed a few more times, and then the two pushed up the road one after the other, crossed the Chaos Sea, and rushed towards the land of Wubuzhou like two streamers of light.

That 'Yun Xiao' held the fairy sword in his hand, and scolded in a charming voice: "Xu Mo, come out and die!"

The Wubu Continent, which was dead silent and where the sun and the moon did not rise, suddenly flashed with bright lights, dozens of auras shot up into the sky, and a series of avenue patterns appeared in the surrounding world!

The opponent really had an ambush.

But 'Yang Jian' gave a cold snort, and appeared behind 'Yun Xiao'. Before the formation was formed, the two figures disappeared at the same time, appearing hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Undefeated golden body!

Yunmeng Avenue!

The two breaths are mixed, the universe is shattered, and the consciousness is gone. It is impossible to see who is controlling which road for a while.

The two of them charged hundreds of thousands of miles away side by side; a large formation was lit up in the dark Wubuzhou, and dozens of tyrannical auras poured their own mana into the formation, but the mountain was shaken by the collision of these two avenues.

The slightly weaker Xu Mobu generals who participated in the battle were stunned to vomit blood, and even the three venerables who showed their whereabouts were a little ugly.

After a short tilt, Yang Jian's two overlapping forces were deployed, and the large formation they had arranged outside was directly shredded, and the two sides fought hand-to-hand in an instant.

The battle of the saints immediately caused great shocks everywhere in the sea of ​​chaos; the original three venerables plus ten other Dao sages, even if they couldn't kill Yang Jian or Yun Xiao, they could hold them firmly.

But today...

Who is more threatening, Yang Jian or Yun Xiao? Naturally, it was Yang Jian who could easily kill the saint.

Therefore, in the arrangement of the most powerful side, Venerable Tu and Venerable Aoki lead eight Dao sages to block Yang Jian, and there are many formations and magic weapons to protect them, so that they are afraid of damage to their own side.

The remaining Water Venerable and the other two Great Dao Saints blocked Yun Xiao, who was not good at attacking, so there was nothing wrong with this arrangement, and the response was considered appropriate.

However, it never occurred to me that when 'Yang Jian' and 'Yun Xiao' attacked at the same time, the former had no real sense of oppression despite its mighty momentum, while the latter seemed gentle and drizzle, but it had hidden needles in it, and broke out a tyrannical blow in a very short period of time!

Extremely fast!

No wind! Zhentian Jedi India!

Two overlapping forces!

Although the two figures still maintain the appearance of each other, their identities are fully exposed at this moment!

Such a simple calculation by Yang Jian has produced miraculous effects...

The water venerable could no longer dodge, and the surrounding saints were too late to help, so the old woman could only desperately condense her avenue into dozens of water curtains, and retreated violently.

The old woman's strong desire to survive saved her own life. Although the water curtain could not stop Yang Jian, she retreated for a moment, allowing the palm protruding from the deepest part of the prehistoric land to block Yang Jian's spear in time.

But the tip of the spear pierced the palm of this palm, and the ninth strongest Xu Mo, who was slowly walking, also had a very gloomy and cold face.

It is obviously impossible to fight against the Yang family without bloodshed.

"waste."

Xu Mo reprimanded him coldly, and the water venerable lowered his head trembling all over, apparently terrified to the extreme.

At this time, Yunxiao cast Yunmeng Dao, and the group of saints were dragged into the quagmire. Only Venerable Tu and Venerable Aoki could barely recognize Yunxiao's constantly moving figure.

Xu Mo couldn't look away from Yun Xiao, but Yang Jian who was at the side had already started to attack without saying a word.

Enemies meet, needless to say.

The fierce battle between the two strong forces was shocking.

The appearances of Yang Jian and Yun Xiao had already returned to their original appearance when they revealed their avenues; both of them clearly knew that the purpose of their trip was to disrupt Xu Mo's healing, and they had achieved their purpose at this time, and they could leave at any time.

However, if they can delay for a while longer, the situation will be more favorable for Honghuang.

Anyway, Yunxiao's Yunmeng Dao is very difficult to understand. Before Xumo encountered it, he had to go through all kinds of troubles to break it; now Yunxiao's deployment is not looking for meritorious service, but only for self-protection. The group of saints who beat him are very depressed.

There was a long cry, but the blood demon Tu Wujing, who had deliberately avoided before, rushed into the battle with a few Dao sages. They were also smart, and instead of supporting their master, they went to find Yun Xiao's unhappiness.

However, Yunxiao's long sleeves were lightly rolled, and the group was also sent into a cloud dream.

These generals of Xu Mo knew very well how much Xu Mo valued Yun Xiao's avenue, they shot Yun Xiao, it was safe and could please the master, why not do it?

The avenue of Yunxiao is also really strange, and it is a perfect realm. The means to trap and confuse the enemy are super powerful, but the means to kill and injure the enemy are extremely lacking.

Probably, the true pioneer of this avenue should be a tender female monk who does not want to hurt others, but only wants to protect herself...

Although Yang Jian vaguely guessed the origin of this avenue, he kept silent and didn't ask any further questions.

Some things, when the time comes, will naturally come to light, and it is not beautiful for him to force it.

A big battle unfolded just outside the lifeless wild land.

Yang Jian glanced at the heavenly court that was riddled with holes like a huge beehive, displayed on the ashes-covered earth, the veins in the hand holding the spear were bulging, and the attack could not help but become more fierce.

However, even if Xu Mo's injuries were not healed and he was unable to display the power of the Dao, it was still not an existence that Yang Jian could kill at this time.

Being able to fight back and forth is the limit that Yang Jian can reach at this time.

The gap in realm, the more one reaches such a peak, the more difficult it is to overcome, which can only be made up by supernatural powers and profound arts.

Outside the city of Xuandu, in the reeds of the mustard seed Qiankun where Yunxiao was supposed to heal his wounds, Xuandu, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, turned over and snored louder.

But in the bottom of his heart there is a small pool of water, which reflects the great war that is breaking out in the wild at this time.

If calculated according to the angle of view of the picture reflected in the water pool, Xuandu was in a dream, as if he was tens of thousands of miles away from the prehistoric place, watching the fighting place that took place outside the dreamland.

It is really difficult to distinguish between dream and dream.

The Great Master Xuandu in his sleep was indeed sleeping soundly in the grass reeds; but tens of thousands of miles away from the place where he was fighting magic, there was indeed a young man in a black robe, whose face and demeanor were completely different from Xuandu's...

Dream big, swim in the world.

PS: The third update~