The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian and Xuanyuan's family lingered for half a day, they first talked in secret for a long time, and then they exchanged cups and sat down to talk.

Xuanyuan Huangdi practiced Xuangong and protected three thousand females. He has always been criticized by monks, but his Huangdi Neijing has a profound influence on the way of cultivation. Yang Jian listens most of the time and just nods from time to time.

Yang Jian will never forget the agreement they made during their secret conversation before, and Xuanyuan will never mention it to others.

It's just that starting from today, Yang Jian has a powerful enemy out of thin air to calculate.

The demon master Kunpeng, an ancient great power, is also called the ancestor of Kunpeng by the monster clan. His prestige and prestige among the monster clan is not comparable to that of ordinary monster clan powers.

If you talk about the number one person under the sage, the Yuding real person who is not named but not visible, but only showed his aura in the battle of the heavens, as far as the immortals know at this time, there are only a few of them in this prehistoric world...

Zhenyuan Daxian Zhenyuanzi, Xuandu, the first disciple of the Taoist sect, Guangchengzi, the acting head teacher of Chanjiao, Taoist Duobao, the chief disciple of Jiejiao, and Yunxiao, the ruthless man of Jiejiao;

In addition, Taoist Lu Ya, whose footsteps have never been known to anyone, and Kong Xuan, the successor of Chu Feng...

When Yang Jian learned from Xuanyuan Huangdi that the demon master Kunpeng was still alive, there was naturally one more ruthless person among the above-mentioned ones.

In the chaotic world, Kunpeng is poor and blue, soaring up to 90,000 miles!

If Kunpeng, the only demon master who was able to sit on an equal footing with the two demon emperors back then, was born, there would be another unavoidable chaos in this world.

After Yang Jian left the mountain pavilion, he disappeared and flew to Luzhou in Beiju. He already knew how to get to the Xuanyuan Tomb, and he didn't need to catch the Yaozu to ask for directions.

Constantly reminiscing about the Tao that the Xuanyuan family said in his heart, Yang Jian naturally benefited a lot from this trip, and his understanding of his own Tao has also deepened a little bit;

Kunpeng……

"Oh, that is still a character who is too far away from me."

Yang Jian felt a little emotional in his heart.

At this time, he defeated the gods and generals in the heavenly court. With his mountain axe, no-pointed sniper, and his eighty-nine mysterious kung fu, he was able to fight Daluo.

But even so, Yang Jian can't compare with the real masters among those Daluo Jinxians, let alone the great supernatural powers, the mighty quasi-sages, let alone the kind of ancient powers who stand at the apex of the Three Realms.

I still have a long way to go, and my profound art is only the fifth level, which is far from perfect.

Yang Jian learned about the benefits of Xuanyuan's tomb from Xuanyuan Huangdi, but at this moment his heart was moved, and he decided to live up to Xuanyuan Huangdi's high hopes and dig his grave...

Cough, take away the marsh left by the black tortoise.

At the same time, he also wanted to get rid of the miasma in Beizhou.

Why was there so much resentment when Xuan Gui died? Why did Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor have three thousand royal daughters, willing to stay infamy? The things here... are quite worthy of scrutiny.

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, jumped into the miasma, relying on his physical strength not to be invaded by the miasma, swaggered towards the northwest.

——The reason why he was invaded by miasma after the last battle between Beizhou and Mo Han was because the treasure body had suffered too much damage and had too many wounds, which gave miasma an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Now his treasured body is complete, thirty-eight profound pearls are shining brightly, and the flesh and blood of his whole body are wrapped by profound handles, so he has no worries.

Under the cloud of miasma, Yang Jian caught waves of monster energy.

And far away, Yang Jian also felt a lot of tyrannical aura, either as thick as a mountain, or as violent as fire, but it was a master of the witch clan who was alarmed by the monster clan.

The Wu Clan hides in the dense lands of Beiju Luzhou, but there is too much miasma around the Xuanyuan Tomb, and nothing grows, so there is no Wu Clan lurking here.

Yang Jian thought to himself: The lich is a mortal enemy that cannot be resolved, but it would be unreasonable to involve the witch clan and the demon clan in the fight because of his plan to break into Xuanyuan's tomb.

The Wu Clan gave him a lot of benefits, even saved his life last time, Yang Jian didn't want to plot against them.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Jian took out a jade talisman, wrote a few words, wrapped it in profound energy, and sent it to a tribe on the border of Beizhou.

He couldn't use the jade talisman to find the location of the Xuanming tribe, but he was able to find the bold and aggressive half-witch clan leader, and told the half-witch clan leader that he would have his own way to contact the Xuanming tribe.

After doing this, Yang Jian no longer has any scruples, hiding in the miasma all the way, constantly using the method of transformation, turning everything into that tiny thing...

In this way, it took more than half a day of effort, and another night in a mountain forest to recharge your batteries. When the gloomy sky in Beizhou gradually brightened, Yang Jian set off.

After flying in the clouds for half an hour, the miasma in front of him suddenly disappeared. Wisps of sunlight shone down, and the gloomy sky seemed to have opened a big hole.

The sun shrouded within a radius of a hundred miles, and in the middle of the sun, a huge round grave, like a large bowl with a diameter of a hundred miles, was turned upside down on the ground. The yellow soil contained some kind of wonderful Taoist rhyme.

Xuanyuan Tomb!

This is where the four saints covered up the black tortoise. Because of the saints' actions, the miasma could not permeate the large tomb.

The original miasma in the entire Beizhou was in the underground of this big tomb, spreading towards all directions; and the endless Beizhou creatures who died under the miasma also turned into a part of the miasma. After a long period of transformation and continuous 'complementing each other', this miasma has formed the scale it is today, and it cannot be resolved by humans.

Maybe it's because things are always reversed, but Xuanyuan Tomb itself is a good place to practice. The way of the mysterious tortoise is contained in it.

For example, the pipa master.

After the death of Xuangui, Empress Nuwa ordered the demon clan to occupy this place, and the other saints didn't say anything. After all, not every saint would look up to this kind of blessed place made by dead bodies...

It can only be said that Empress Nuwa also worried a lot about Yaozu.

At this moment, Yang Jian was a little speechless looking at the strong evil spirit.

As for?

He didn't need to use his divine eyes to see, he also knew how many demon clan Da Luo were hidden here, and even the aura above Da Luo faintly remained.

It seems that after killing so many demon kings in one go, the older generation of demon clan can't sit still.

That's fine too.

If Xuanyuan Huangdi hadn't fooled himself, he could use the blood of these monster races to wash away some of the resentment of the black turtle.

As long as he enters Xuanyuan's tomb, finds the remnant spirit of the black tortoise, and reveals the token given by Xuanyuan Huangdi...

But the problem is...

"How to get in?"

Yang Jian turned into a poisonous insect, crouching on the clouds and mists, thinking quietly.

Xuanyuan Tomb is a large tomb. Since it is a large tomb, there is only one entrance and exit.

Moreover, Xuanyuan Tomb came from the hands of a certain saint, and it has a little spirituality in itself, and it is controlled by the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb.

If Yang Jian just rushed in with such swagger, it would really be more ominous.

But, if he doesn't go through this experience, wouldn't he want to make senior Xuanyuan laugh at him for nothing? Senior Xuanyuan exchanged the Xuangui for his promise to defeat Kunpeng, and this place is already Yang Jian's 'thing in his pocket'.

If you are blocked by the monster clan at your 'door' and cannot enter, then it is really a big joke.

Among the several strategies, the best strategy is nothing more than to use force to provoke the conquest of the witch clan and the monster clan, and take the opportunity to sneak into the grave.

But this is the best policy, because Yang Jian has some connections with the Wu Clan, and he can't bear to make it harder for the Wu Clan, so he doesn't want to implement it.

The middle strategy is to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, and transfer most of the demon masters here. Yang Jian estimated that he has the mountain axe in his hand, and it only takes a little time to break through into the Xuanyuan tomb.

As for the worst policy, that is to rush straight.

After thinking about it, Yang Jian naturally chose the safer middle strategy, although it would take more time, and it would be easier for the world to know that he entered Xuanyuan Tomb... and he didn't care about that much.

Yang Jian quietly retreated thousands of miles, found a mountain covered in poisonous miasma, and got into the poisonous miasma.

Just when he was about to perform the Three Lives and Bi Luo Jue, and made some fake bodies to play with the group of monsters, Yang Jian's heart suddenly moved, and he looked up at the sky.

The breath of a dragon master?

It seems that there are quite a few, almost dozens of strands, looking for something within a thousand miles around.

Yang Jian pondered for a while.

He is the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace. If the Dragon Clan has something to do here, he should also contribute.

Standing up, Yang Jian turned into the appearance of a witch clan in his impression, and flew into the air.

Who is the Wu Clan that impressed him the most?

Da Ang of course.