The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The East China Sea, the ends of the earth.

The landscape here is magnificent, but there is no air that ordinary creatures can breathe. Looking up, the sky is full of stars. You can see the dazzling sun star and the icy lunar star hanging in the sky.

Dazzling aurora pervades everywhere, faint clouds and mist drift towards the void, and the sea surface sometimes fluctuates, sometimes it is as quiet as a mirror.

The end of the sky, the corner of the sea, this place was originally the boundary of the prehistoric land, but now it lacks the magnificent and beautiful scenery of ancient times, and it has become a bit barren, with all kinds of turmoil and energy unknown.

If you rush outside here, you will soon be able to enter the sea of ​​chaos.

Back then, Master Yuding took Yang Jian to the big world where the spiritual energy was exhausted, and it was near here that he entered chaos.

A ray of jade light came from the sky, and on a rock by the sea, a figure slowly appeared, raised his bare hand, and caught the ray of light that was about to fly into the chaos.

Signaling symbol.

The mist around this figure gradually dissipated, and it was the unlucky quasi-sage of the Yaozu, Mei Kongmei.

Speaking of why Mei Kongmei was seriously injured, it was a long story.

First, because of a sneak attack on Yang Jian, he was severely injured by Yang Jian's master Yuding Zhenren, and barely escaped;

When healed, it was a coincidence that the place he chose was too close to Sanxian Island, and was scared away by Qiong Xiao from the Honghuang Ruthless Sisters;

On the way to escape, she met another mysterious man holding the Eastern Emperor Bell. The two ringing of the bell almost made her lose her mind...

At this time, Mei Kongmei's realm was ups and downs, and there was a possibility of falling to the quasi-sage realm at any time. And she can have today's good fortune, all because of the chance meeting in the past, and she got the advice of the Nuwa Empress.

If the realm falls, it is impossible to say, it will be difficult for her to step into the quasi-sacred realm in her whole life...

Holding the jade talisman in her hand, Mei Kongmei's eyebrows gradually frowned, and then she couldn't suppress the angry look on that beautiful face.

'The ancestors are here, and the nine lions are here.

Yang Jian, the True Monarch of Heaven and a disciple of Yuxu Palace, broke through the gathering of demons and killed nearly a hundred demon kings of our clan. A leader on the border of Nanzhou blew up his demon soul but failed to hurt him at all.

Now the various clans are in chaos, and many hermit clan elders were born, wanting to seek revenge on Yang Jian, we dare not act rashly, I hope the ancestors will make a decision...'

With a soft crack, Mei Kongmei crushed the jade talisman in her hand, her face turned ashen.

"Yang Jian!"

Mei Kongmei squeezed out the name through her teeth, but her anger gradually turned into helplessness, and finally she could only show a little wry smile.

What can she do to Yang Jian now?

Not to mention anything else, the terrifying strength of the real Yuding made Mei Kongmei remember deeply, and it was also the mistake in the original calculation.

Who would have thought that the real Yuding, who is not visible, can reach that level of strength! What depressed Mei Kongmei the most was that Yu Ding's strength was rarely mentioned in the wild.

If the monster clan wants to deal with Yang Jian, they must provoke Yuding. At this time, there are not many ancestors among the monster clan, and there is no one who can take over the real Yuding.

At this time, it is no longer the ancient times, and the peerless power of the monster race has long since vanished...

"What should I do? If this is the case, forget it, I'm afraid my monster clan will eventually fall into the hands of the thief Yang Jian."

Mei Kongmei sat there thinking quietly, her last gaze turned to a woman who was unable to deal with the enemy and who killed Yang Jian and no one dared to say anything.

Saint, Nuwa.

But Nuwa is a sage master, immortal and knows everything, how should I make Empress Nuwa shoot out in a fit of anger and kill Yang Jian?

Mei Kongmei followed this train of thought and thought about it directly.

She is also bold, and can be regarded as resourceful and courageous. Gradually, a smile appeared on the corner of Mei Kongmei's mouth...

There is a hermit family of Yao. According to legend, after the sage Nuwa and his elder brother Fuxi, they were protected by the Nuwa Empress in a secret place, not connected to the outside world.

But it so happened that Mei Kongmei knew where the snake-human race was; and the snake-human race was not descended from Nuwa and Fuxi, but an ancient clan that already existed.

The reason why Mei Kongmei was favored by Nuwa was that she strayed into that secret place back then and had this faint connection.

"Hmph, even if the empress pursues it afterward, it will cost me my life..."

Mei Kongmei bit her lower lip, that look of desolation and determination, but no one could appreciate it.

'Mei'er, the Yaozu has only the last breath left, mother can't see when this breath will end, but mother hopes you don't see it either...'

Mei Kongmei slowly closed her eyes, hiding in the berserk vitality again, quietly recovering from her injuries.

That secret place is hidden in the sea of ​​chaos, and there are many dangers around it. She is too seriously injured at this time and cannot go there at will.

But as long as her cultivation base recovers a little bit by 20-30%, she will be safe and sound.

If she misses Yaozu, why didn't she send a message to tell Yaozu not to act rashly?

However, Mei Kongmei knew that those old bones of the Yaozu were more than anyone else when they encountered this kind of thing, but it was really more difficult to put them in danger than resurrecting the two Demon Emperors.

Except for a few ancient demon court royals like myself who always consider the demon clan, there are only some decayed and rotten walking corpses left.

"well……"

Mei Kongmei sighed softly, although she had already made up her plan to die with Yang Jian, she still couldn't be half happy.

Today a Yang Jian popped up to make things difficult for the Yaozu, and tomorrow another Wang Jian would pop up to fight against the Yaozu.

The monster clan has fallen, but the big monster who is backward of the monster clan is still dreaming of life and death. In this vast and desolate world, where should the monster clan go?

Mei Kongmei doesn't know, and the elders of the Yaozu don't know.

But Yang Jian vaguely has an answer...

After Journey to the West, the big monster is hard to find.

...

Yang Jian did not go directly to Beiju Luzhou, but returned the same way, found the trace of his mother and younger sister, secretly escorted them back to Yuquan Mountain, and then quietly slipped to the north.

The reason why he secretly protects is that he is afraid that he will attract the revenge of the monster clan's mighty power and hurt his mother and Xiao Chan.

The second is that he is afraid that his mother will ask him where he is going, and worry about him.

Yang Jian just wanted to explore Xuanyuan's tomb secretly, to see if he could find some opportunities, and kill a vixen by the way.

One of the three monsters in the Xuanyuan Tomb has died. Of course, the stinking demon fox is still there, and the death of a pipa spirit has little effect on the "script" of Fengshen.

Although Yang Jian didn't need to make excuses for 'Exorcism', he also needed time.

The way of heaven supervises the heaven and the earth. Since Yang Jian, the person who conferred the gods and should be robbed, has been protected by luck early on, the three demons of the Xuanyuan Tomb should also have their own fortunes.

For example, the jade pipa essence, if he didn't have the unborn divine eye, it would be difficult to get rid of her.

why? In fact, this can also be classified as the protection of heaven.

The way of heaven is ruthless, so no matter right or wrong, no distinction between right and wrong, just deduce the catastrophe, and just settle the merits and karma separately.

The catastrophe cloud in Nanzhou has appeared, and the way of heaven has completed the arrangement of the catastrophe, but because of the chaos of heaven, no one except the saint knows what will happen.

If the three monsters of Xuanyuan Tomb are destined to be used by the Dao of Heaven to confuse Emperor Xin and ruin the prosperity of Shang Dynasty Zhenglong; then the three monsters of Xuanyuan Tomb will each have their own means to save their lives, especially Daji...

Therefore, Yang Jian can't show too much purposefulness in any actions that affect the "script" set by the Dao of Heaven.

Going against the Dao of Heaven is really 'a lot of fun', and you don't even know how you died when you die.

This time when he rushed to Xuanyuan Tomb, Yang Jian wanted to be very 'pure', because he went to Xuanyuan Tomb to hunt for treasure; he didn't 'know' Daji or something.

Traveling thousands of miles, disappearing in the clouds and mist.

Approaching Beiju Luzhou, Yang Jian accidentally discovered that there are many demon clan Daluo haunting the road ahead, and they all seem to have entered Beiju Luzhou.

Is this to trouble the Wu Clan?

Yang Jian thought of the amazing strength of the Great Witch Festival, and was not worried about it.

Speaking of the Witch Clan, I forgot to bring the Twelve Commanders back to have a look; but Yang Jian planned to bring the Twelve Commanders back when the three-year period expired, so that their strength could be as high as possible, so that the Witch Clan could feel more at ease.

"Could it be to ambush me?"

Yang Jian thought that when he interrogated Pipa Jing, he didn't arrange a formation around his body to cover it up. It was reasonable for these monsters to guess that he was going to Xuanyuan Tomb.

"On the contrary, it can lead me the way. I just don't know where the Xuanyuan Tomb is."

Yang Jian smiled in his heart, and was about to jump into Beizhou, but a call came into Yang Jian's ears, which made Yang Jian slightly stunned.

"Fellow Daoist, go slowly, can you come to the mountain pavilion to talk?"

This voice is clear, upright, elegant and easy-going, but when you feel it carefully, it is faintly lacking in energy...

Yang Jian had never heard this voice before, but the idea of ​​going to talk to him came to him, and he thought it was strange, Yang Jian stood in the air and was secretly vigilant.

Sure enough, the lack of energy in the middle, cough, the voice of the recent exuberant fire and damaged kidneys came again.

"Don't be afraid, I am a cultivator of Huoyun Cave."

Yang Jian secretly heaved a sigh of relief.