The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Although the Dragon Clan took refuge in the Ancient Demon Court, they did not participate in the battle between the Lich Clan and the Lich Clan. They had no grudges or friendship with the Witch Clan.

Suddenly found dozens of dragon auras in Beizhou, Yang Jian was afraid that these dragons were sent by his brother-in-law to help, so he had to show up to meet each other.

But Yang Jian still kept an eye on it.

After all, the Dragon Clan didn't want to get involved in too much karma and fights that had nothing to do with the Dragon Clan. So many masters were suddenly sent here, and they were still staying within a thousand miles, which really made him a little confused.

Changing into a witch clan, Yang Jian can advance or retreat, first find out the details of these dragon clans, not the traps set by the monster clans.

Flying above the miasma, Yang Jian saw several dragon warriors hiding in a golden cloud to avoid the miasma, and a dragon elder with the head of a dragon.

When Yang Jian looked at the members of the Dragon Clan, these members of the Dragon Clan also saw Yang Jian.

"The one in front is a fellow Taoist of the Wu Clan?"

The old man with the dragon head said something politely, and Yang Jian immediately believed most of these dragon masters.

Yang Jian also imitated what he looked like, with his huge nostrils open, his mouth seemed to be chewing something, and he said carelessly to the old man of the dragon clan: "You dragon clan don't live in the East China Sea to enjoy happiness, what are you doing here in this poor country?"

The dragon master said: "We are here to find someone. This person has some connections with nobles. I don't know if you have seen him."

"Are you also here to look for Yang Jian?" Yang Jian said with a smile, "It's true, why do you come here to look for Yang Jian in wave after wave, will he come to Beizhou to wander around when he's okay?" Yang Jian said, and raised his hand to pat his chest, "I won't hide it from you, Yang Jian, I'm an old iron."

"Old, old iron?" The old man with the dragon head couldn't react for a while, and he smiled "shyly" at Yang Jian, and said, "Your Excellency is my good friend of the Dragon Palace?"

"Hahahaha! Of course."

The old man with the dragon head seemed to be a little anxious and asked: "So do you know where Yang Jian is? I came here in a hurry because I got the news that the monster clan wanted to kill him! I came here to protect him!"

It's not that the old man with the dragon head has doubted the identity of the four-armed witch in front of him, but the Wu clan has a unique aura of the Wu clan-the physical body is tyrannical. This point cannot be imitated by the monster clan no matter how it changes, so it is determined that this great witch is the enemy of the monster clan.

The four-armed witch also said that he was Yang Jian's 'old iron'. After careful understanding, it should mean that he was inseparable. The old man of the dragon clan was afraid of delaying things, so he hurriedly asked Yang Jian's whereabouts.

'Da Ang' scratched his head, seeming a bit embarrassed.

"You say you are dragons, but you are dragons? How do you prove it?"

Several dragon generals behind the old man with the dragon head sneered, and one of them turned into a thousand-foot-long silver-scaled black dragon, raising his head and roaring furiously!

The sound of the dragon's chant swayed far away, startling dozens of auras around it, and they surrounded this place.

A master of the dragon clan appeared, and seven or eight dragon-headed old men gathered towards this place.

From the Xuanyuan Tomb thousands of miles away, figures rushed towards the sky, looking at this place, they were also startled by the aura of the silver dragon.

A few drops of cold sweat hung on Yang Jian's forehead...

Transformation after this disagreement, although a bit reckless, it is also mighty and domineering.

The human race can't learn it.

"I offended you a lot earlier," Yang Jian said in a loud voice, but he already had a countermeasure in his mind, wrapped himself in profound energy, recovered his real body, and took the Wujian gun in his hand again.

As soon as the no-pointed spear is released, all the dragons will sense it, and they can identify Yang Jian's identity, so there is no need to worry about it being changed by others.

Yang Jian nodded to the old man of the dragon clan and smiled lightly, "I hope you will forgive me, I am in a dangerous place, and I have to guard against the treachery of the monster clan."

"Zhenjun, please follow me and leave."

The old man of the dragon clan immediately said something, and several waves of dragon clan masters surrounded Yang Jian, but at the same time looked to the north.

There, the figures of monster races are rushing towards this place, and it takes only a moment for thousands of miles.

"Zhenjun, let's go, I'll stop them."

Yang Jian would never turn around and leave like this, he said: "It doesn't have to be like this, let's go together, let's see who dares to make a move."

Putting the words aside, most of the Dragon Clan masters felt a little more at ease, guarding Yang Jian's body and flying away towards the East China Sea.

One after the other, separated by a distance of hundreds of miles, the group of monsters pursued closely, but the master of the dragon clan was assisted by the ancient battle formation, and flew faster and faster.

It wasn't until the Dragon Clan's tactics were fully launched, and the group of people moved a distance of three thousand miles with the flashes of colorful lights, that the group of monsters gradually stopped, cursing at the direction where Yang Jian and the Dragon Clan masters were escaping.

Flying all the way to the East China Sea, many shrimp soldiers and crab generals lined up to respond, Yang Jian and the dragon masters were relieved.

Yang Jian wasn't nervous at all, but he was a little flustered by the battle of the Dragon Clan. After a little questioning, Yang Jian was also surprised.

The Yaozu secretly mobilized three great powers and four great supernatural beings who survived the ancient times, and invited many great supernatural beings who have connections with the Yaozu to secretly fight.

The Yaozu decided that as long as Yang Jian appeared in Beizhou, Yi Lei Ting would kill him, even if Master Yuding and Master Taiyi came together, they still had the heart to fight to the death.

Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone these old monsters.

Most of those ferocious and man-eating monsters in the banquet for hundreds of people had backgrounds and backers, otherwise they would not have dared to hold a Thousand Monsters Conference on the border of Nanzhou so unscrupulously.

The cultivator in Central Shenzhou turned a blind eye, but Yang Jian directly pierced the hornet's nest, killed most of them, and even killed the pipa spirit handpicked by the Nuwa Empress to guard the Xuanyuan Tomb...

The Yaozu also wanted to use Yang Jian, the nephew of the Jade Emperor, who has been in the limelight recently, to prove that their Yaozu has not been defeated. Their Yaozu is still the strongest clan after the Human Race, and they are also qualified to compete with the Human Race!

The Dragon Clan has been operating in the prehistoric for many years, so it is reasonable to get news and come to help.

These Dragon Clan masters know how many strong players are hidden in the dark, and Yang Jian can be regarded as ignorant and fearless once.

At this moment, thinking about the "who dares to touch me" before, I was really arrogant.

"Thank you for your help," Yang Jian bowed to these dragon masters, and many masters responded quickly.

An old man with a dragon head yelled at the dragon warrior who had turned into a silver dragon before: "Before I leave, I have to remind you to be careful and not to be ostentatious! But you almost caused a terrible disaster! My dragon clan has endured the humiliation until now, and I just saw the chance of revival, and it was almost destroyed in your hands!"

The warrior's face was pale, and he bowed his head in silence. Yang Jian just wanted to say something nice for the silver dragon, but the silver dragon warrior already said in a low voice: "It's because I feel uneasy, but I just feel that the monster race is not good enough. You don't need to scold me, elder. I have been thinking about it for a hundred years. Recently, I am really a little bit ecstatic."

Yang Jian was even more dumb.

The dragon clan is up and down, so united that it is a little scary.

The group of monsters didn't come after them, Yang Jian flew with the dragon masters for a while, but he still felt that he should go back to Xuanyuan Tomb.

"Everyone," Yang Jian stopped, with a troubled expression on his face.

An old man with the head of a dragon said: "Zhenjun feels that the Yaozu must have relaxed at this time, but there is an opportunity to take advantage of it? Do you want to go to the Xuanyuan Tomb?"

"good."

Yang Jian nodded, with some questioning in his eyes.

The old man with the head of the dragon said with a smile: "If it is the same as in the past, this may work. The real monarch has great luck to protect him, so he can turn evil into good fortune and be safe and sound."

Yang Jian got it right and said, "Does the Yaozu have other backers?"

"The Yaozu used the treasure left by Fuxi in the past - the Qintian Treasure Map. This treasure map is very powerful, but it can only be activated three times. If your name is written on the Qintian Treasure Map, within three days, your whereabouts and whereabouts will be in the eyes of the Yaozu."

Chin Tian Treasure Map?

There is such a thing?

Yang Jian thought about it for a while, but never thought that this trip would be a success and a failure.

The old man with the dragon head sent a voice to Yang Jian, saying: "This matter is a message from Emperor Fuxi himself, so it must not be fake. Please also act cautiously, a man can bend and stretch, and don't give your life in vain."

"If so," Yang Jian sighed and said, "If so, I will go back to Yuquan Mountain for a few days."

"This is the door, why don't you go in?" The old man with the dragon head was a little surprised.

But Yang Jian said seriously: "I have told my mother about my marriage with Xinke, and my mother wants me to bring her to propose marriage next time I enter the Dragon Palace. I haven't prepared a gift today, so I don't want to go."

"Good." The old man with the dragon head smiled kindly, "I will escort you back to Yuquan Mountain."

Yang Jian thought for a while, and only nodded in agreement.

But he was thinking in his heart, could it be that the way of heaven prevented him from going to Xuanyuan Cemetery to kill Daji?

While feeling a headache, Yang Jian thought of the unpredictable Qintian Treasure Map, and suddenly had a slightly bold idea in his heart...