The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

This demon is quite strange.

Originally speaking, although Yang Jian responded quickly when the Da Luo Jin Yao blew himself up, he couldn't directly escape the impact range of the Da Luo Jin Yao's self-detonation.

Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

But Yang Jian was unscathed in the self-explosion of the Da Luo Jin Yao, and his combat power was intact. He chased and killed those big monsters for thousands of miles, and he was still standing here safely at this time, without any hidden injuries.

why?

It's very simple. Before Yang Jian was about to be swallowed by the demon power, he put the body of the jade pipa essence behind him.

He was thinking very simply at the time, risking his own serious injury and using his strength to destroy the demon soul that could not be wiped out...

However, the pipa is only more broken, and the group of demon souls are weaker, but they still exist.

On the contrary, Yang Jian was benefited, and he transformed into Chuanyunyan and hid behind the pipa, and was not injured by the fatal blow of the big Luo Jinyao.

Does this pipa master have any other extraordinary origins?

Yang Jian stopped to think, and threw the Wujian at the pipa again and again, and there was a sound of tinkling bells coming from the side of the big pit.

When the jade pipa has been smashed into pieces, the demon soul on it is like a candle in the wind, but it still ignites its own flame.

It's like mocking Yang Jian for his incompetence.

Yang Jian didn't want to rely too much on the sharpness of the mountain-opening axe, but at this moment, he touched the mountain-opening ax again.

There was an extremely weak pleading voice from that demon soul: "True Monarch, please forgive me...True Monarch, please see that the lowly maid once served Nuwa Palace, please forgive me..."

To serve Nuwa Palace?

"Do you want to scare me with the saint empress?" Yang Jian said coldly, "The empress is the holy mother of the human race, she is kind and peaceful, and never cares about world affairs. You monster who drinks human blood and eats human flesh, how dare you discredit Nuwa Palace!"

"T-True Monarch... I just like to drink human blood..."

Yang Jian's mountain-opening ax was lifted up and smashed down. With a soft bang, the tattered pipa was directly split into two halves.

The demon soul who had been hiding in the pipa jade could no longer hide, and immediately floated a phantom, transformed into a lovely and pitiful girl, and knelt down to Yang Jian.

"The real lord spares my life. If the real lord spares my life, I would like to learn from that Chu Qian and be a slave and a handmaiden. I dare not have a half-hearted dissent."

In the speech, this pipa essence showed a lovely and pitiful appearance, really I felt pity for it.

Yang Jian's mouth twitched...

What are you doing? Get a bunch of musical instruments from the Golden Fairyland and go back to become a demon, so you might as well find a flute demon, a drum demon, and a few fairies who are good at dancing, playing, playing and singing every day.

When this idea came up, Yang Jian was a little speechless, and the mountain-opening ax was about to be raised and lowered for the second time.

Pipa Jing looked terrified, and hurriedly shouted: "True Monarch! I will never dare to be a True Monarch again! I know a place that will definitely be of great benefit to the True Monarch's practice!"

Yang Jian silently looked at the pipa master and said, "Where?"

Pipa Jing breathed a sigh of relief...

Sure enough, a man may not love beauty, but he must not be able to resist the temptation of greatly improving his cultivation base and abilities.

"Don't dare to lie to the True Monarch. The slaves were sent by the saint empress to guard the soul of the black turtle. Originally, the three of my sisters were also gentle monsters, but they have been infected by the black turtle's resentment for many years. That's why they became like this..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Yes, yes, the place I'm talking about is the place where the mysterious tortoise's bones are buried. The mysterious tortoise is neither the way of the primordial spirit nor the way of the real body. It is a spiritual creature born of heaven and earth, and it is destined to be prepared to support the sky."

Yang Jian's eyes were a little moved by this pipa master's words.

How strong does the black turtle's body need to be to support the sky and the earth with its four big feet?

Yang Jian is cultivating the body, which is the "true body" in the mouth of Pipa Jing. The body of the witch clan is strong, and the blood of the witch is of great benefit to Yang Jian.

In the same way, if you can get the essence of the black turtle's body, even if it is very thin, there may be great benefits.

The place where Xuangui is buried is 'Xuanyuan Tomb', so why not go to Xuanyuan Tomb? Calculate the time, if you go in a hurry and come back sooner, it will not delay the many arrangements during the Conferred God.

What's more, this is also an opportunity to wipe out the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb in one fell swoop.

To mess up the Conferred God, he, Yang, is obliged.

"Zhenjun, my two sisters and I have guarded the Xuangui Tomb for many years. Although we haven't gone deep into it, our understanding of it is the deepest in the world..."

"You still have two sisters?" Yang Jian frowned.

Huh, man.

Pipa carefully sneered a little, but still nodded pitifully, and said: "My two sisters, one is the Destiny Fox, and the other is the descendant of the Phoenix Arrow. They are all beauties of national beauty and beauty, but I dare not compare with them."

"Oh?" Yang Jian put away the mountain-opening axe, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "You said just now that you didn't go deep into the Xuanyuan Tomb, why?"

"Maybe Zhenjun doesn't know that the Xuanyuan Tomb is the deepest place of poisonous miasma in Beizhou, and there is even the resentment of the black tortoise that will not be destroyed for thousands of years." Pipa Jing said in a low voice, "In these years, we have seen many people enter Xuanyuan Tomb to investigate, but only half of them came back alive, and no one can withstand the heavy miasma and enter the deepest place in the tomb."

Yang Jian frowned and said, "Hong Huang is so powerful, why can't he get in?"

"Zhenjun doesn't know something. Empress Nuwa had an order back then not to disturb Xuangui's sleep. Those who went to explore Xuangui's tomb all didn't know the order of empress."

I see.

Yang Jian thought for a while, besides the three female demons, there are many little demons in the Xuanyuan Tomb, but it seems that someone burned them all when he was enshrining the gods...

It seems that Uncle Wang made it?

This, I can't remember clearly.

Yang Jian was pensive, and stood there for a long time without moving.

At this time, Pipa Jing has already become active in his mind...

Today she has seen all of Yang Jian's bravery. No woman can resist Yang Jian's demeanor during the battle, let alone she is not a big monster who cares about fame.

In terms of heels, Yang Jian is a disciple of Daoist Yuding, a disciple valued by the sage who explained the teachings, and at this time he has become the marshal of the heavens, the true guardian of the Taoist sect.

If such a man can be served by his side, one day he will be conquered physically and mentally...

Unconsciously, the corner of Pipa Jing's mouth reveals a charming and silly smile.

"It's all over?"

Yang Jian spoke suddenly, and his words were neither friendly nor cold.

Pipa Jing was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, Yang Jian's ax had already fallen.

"True Monarch! You!"

Snapped!

Yang Jian cut the pipa that had turned into two halves into four halves, and the phantom of the pipa essence exploded immediately; and Yang Jian tapped his forehead, and Tian Que slowly opened a vertical eye.

With a glance at reincarnation, I will send you to death.

crackle!

The jade pipa was ignited without any warning, and in the blink of an eye, the strange blue flames enveloped the pipa everywhere. The flames were icy cold, but mixed with an unwilling sigh.

"How did you break my life-saving magic power?"

"Of course you said it yourself," Yang Jian shook his head, "You rely on it because a bit of black turtle's resentment repels each other. I send that bit of resentment to reincarnation, and he will take you with him."

Pipa laughed brilliantly, before he could say anything more, it turned into green smoke and quietly dissipated.

"Xuanyuan Tomb, Xuangui Tomb..."

With a little thought in Yang Jian's eyes, the figure slowly disappeared in place, and he didn't know where he went.

It's just that after today, there are no more pipa masters in the world, and the three demons in Xuanyuan Tomb have become two demons, and the story of conferring the gods must have undergone some changes.

But it is not enough.

In the monster clan, in a certain underground city, the news that most of the monsters were killed, and the leader blew himself up but died in vain, spread everywhere in an instant.