The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In a dangerous situation, Yang Jian regards protecting his own life as the most important thing. He wanted to spread his spiritual consciousness, but found that he encountered many resistances.

Looking inside the primordial spirit tree, Yang Jian felt some kind of power to suppress his own primordial spirit, and none of the powers he could exert; on the contrary, his physical strength was not restricted here, and he moved his fists and feet, breathing with wind.

Ninety-nine percent of his abilities are in his physical body, so the suppression here naturally doesn't have much effect on him.

The profound energy was separated from the body, and it was also not suppressed. Yang Jian wrapped himself up, and carefully touched the place where the sky was filled with thick smoke.

Here, is the world inside the Chaos Clock?

There are winds and clouds, mountains and water, lush forests, and it is impossible to see the general landform of the place where you are with just your eyes.

Those two phoenixes were also imprisoned here?

Yang Jian felt eager, but also anxious...

Dare to snatch two birds from Kong Xuan's hands, or two at a time, and even possess the legendary treasure Chaos Clock, the identity and strength of this person must be no small matter.

It is impossible for this person not to know about the fact that he entered the Chaos Clock. He probably wanted him to fend for himself there, but he did not expect him to find this place.

Yang Jian didn't know that at this time, outside the Chaos Clock, across the clock wall and the endless void, there was a pair of playful eyes watching this place, as if looking forward to something, as if waiting for something to happen.

"interesting."

The man spoke softly, holding the bell-sized chaotic clock, drifting freely in the chaos, ups and downs.

The world inside the Chaos Clock.

Yang Jian touched the place where the thick smoke was coming out, but only saw a few burning trees, a big pit, and no trace of life.

"Huh?"

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, he threw out a burst of profound energy, pulled up a fiery red feather, and pinched it at his fingertips through the Xuangang.

Feng Yu!

Yang Jian felt excited in his heart, those two little phoenixes were indeed here! In other words, it was 'stocked' here by that mighty one.

It has to be said that this chaotic clock is really miraculous. It is rumored that this clock has the power to recreate wind, fire, water and soil. Now that I am in it, I know that what I said is true.

Yang Jian looked at the ruins, thought for a while, and stopped hiding. Now he can find the two phoenixes as quickly as possible.

After finding it? Should I save them out, or kill them...to take blood?

"A time to test humanity."

Yang Jian smiled self-deprecatingly, pointed his sword on his forehead, and the vertical eyes of reincarnation appeared, and a brilliance circulated in the field, and rushed back into the vertical eyes. Yang Jian then closed his eyes, frowned, and a picture appeared in his heart...

In the lush mountains and forests, there are no moving creatures, no changing of day and night, no stars turning around, and no sunlight or moonlight.

As if, here is just a static picture scroll.

Suddenly, a fiery red crack was opened in the sky, and two fiery red 'big birds' fell out of the hole, screaming continuously, and ruthlessly smashed to the ground.

Here is where the two phoenixes fell.

What happened next?

Yang Jian carefully observed the picture scroll presented by Xinhai, the two phoenixes seemed to be tightly suppressed by this world, lying there and unable to move.

It seems that after a long time, the two phoenixes are gradually able to move their bodies, as if they have adapted to the suppression of spirits here.

They seemed to discuss for a while, and then turned into a human body that consumed less mana, supported each other to stand up slowly, and walked towards the distance.

separated?

No, there are still images that can be captured... When the two of them left with their arms, figures flew by in the sky, chasing them away.

There are monks here!

In his first reaction, Yang Jian felt that the two phoenixes were in danger, so he hurriedly opened his eyes, and started to chase in the direction where the two phoenixes left.

The Taoist supernatural powers of Golden Light Escape, Cosmos Escape, and even Flying Body Trace cannot be used here as one likes, especially Qian Kun Eun, Yang Jian used it once before, and he only moved less than a hundred feet, which is far inferior to the speed of running wildly.

What exactly is this place?

Yang Jian began to deny his previous thoughts from the bottom of his heart—this place is the world inside the Chaos Clock; he began to feel that this place should be a vast world, but there are many differences between Dao and Honghuang.

Chasing all the way, after running for three or four miles, Yang Jian saw a few burning trees again, but this time he did not use his celestial vision.

It's not that he wants to save time, but that it's too energy-consuming to perform the magic power similar to returning to the light, and his power of primordial spirit has been suppressed, so he can't perform it a second time in a short time.

Chase, keep chasing.

Phoenix blood is right in front of his eyes, if he is preempted by others, he really...

No, that Da Neng worked so hard to pull the two phoenixes into this place, instead of simply killing them with the Chaos Bell to get blood. Perhaps, it wasn't for the phoenix blood at all.

Could it be that he wanted to catch two phoenixes to guard his home? Well, it's not impossible.

"Sister! Don't let these bastards treat you lightly! Let's just die!"

Some sharp girlish voices pierced through the front, separated by only a thousand feet. If the power of the soul was not suppressed, this distance would have been discovered long ago; unfortunately, the range that the soul can search is not as far as the eyes can see, but it is even more tasteless.

After rushing out of the cover of two dense trees, Yang Jian saw several figures standing in mid-air; these figures were wearing standard battle armor similar to that of heavenly soldiers and generals, and they were all holding bows and arrows, and the bows were full of strings, aiming down.

A loud shout came from the forest: "Hey! Chiliguru Afficheshna!"

When I opened my mouth, it was really...unexpected.

What dialect is this? No, this is not at all the same as the Chinese that Yang Jian is familiar with and commonly used in the prehistoric world! It is different from any language Yang Jian knows.

Xiao Fengnv yelled: "You humans don't have any good things!"

Yang Jian:……

The human races here are speaking chirping birdsong, but the two phoenixes are swearing in human language, which is really ironic.

Surrounded by profound energy, he gradually approached the front without disturbing the few people in midair.

Seventy-two changes!

Yang Jian turned into a leaf, attached to a tall treetop, and had a panoramic view of the audience.

There were a total of more than a dozen people, half male and half male, holding standard long knives, and each of them surrounded the two phoenix girls with unkind faces.

The big phoenix girl hugged the little phoenix girl, and the little phoenix girl still yelled unceremoniously. The big phoenix girl had tears in her eyes, tightly protecting her sister, but she seemed willing to die for her sister.

Seeing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but think of Xiao Chan'er; but our Chan'er is no better than this little Phoenix girl, Chan'er is knowledgeable and well-educated, even if she scolds the street, she is also so light and delicate...

"Wow wow!"

A burly man who was a few sizes larger than the people around him pointed his sword at the big phoenix girl, as if he was questioning something.

Goddess Dafeng looked sad, bit her lower lip, and said: "I don't know each other before, why are you so hard on me?"

"Ah, what a pain..."

The burly man shouted a few more times, his expression already impatient.

Dafeng Nu bit her lower lip, and said: "If you don't have any enmity with my Feng clan, but just want to take the treasures of my Feng clan, please let my little sister go, and I will take it with my life. If not, in the future, when my Feng clan masters come, I will definitely settle with you!"

It is rare to be strong once.

But Xiao Fengnv cried out of anger, "If my sister and I hadn't been suppressed in our mana, why would we talk so much nonsense with you reckless people!"

The two of them seem to be talking to themselves, and the figures around them have serious faces, half understanding but definitely not understanding, and those men and women holding longbows in mid-air have also held their breath and calmed down, ready to kill with one blow.

Yang Jian thought to himself, could it be the old-fashioned passion of a hero saving the beauty?

Is it okay to go against the routine? Directly borrow the hands of these people to kill Fengnu, and then stand up and use the blood of the phoenix to refine the gun. Anyway, the blood of the phoenix cannot be stored, and waste is also a waste.

No, the natal supernatural power of the Phoenix family is Nirvana, and Nirvana needs to be guided by the blood of the Phoenix.

If these people are allowed to kill them to death, it is estimated that the phoenix blood will be exhausted first...

After thinking about it, it is more reliable to follow the path of "heroes save the beauty" and "beauties give phoenix blood in gratitude".

As soon as Yang Jian made up his mind, trouble broke out there; the people surrounding them didn't move, but the little phoenix couldn't help it, and raised her hand to wave a weak real fire at the burly man...

There is no way, Xiaofengnv can't exert much power at all by suppressing the power of the primordial spirit here.

But, even so, the fire that Xiaofengnv wields is still the breath of the phoenix, the breath of the phoenix that can burn all things!

Seeing the flames approaching, the burly man screamed loudly, and the armor on his body also burst into a khaki-yellow brilliance.

witch?

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, because he felt the same power fluctuation as his twelve commanders.

But the phoenix breath was really terrifying, it directly ignited the brilliance outside the armor of the strong man, the fire suddenly increased, and swallowed the strong man in the next instant!

The strong man screamed in pain, and his body rolled on the ground.

"Dog search!"

"Haku is dead!"

The surrounding group of 'soldiers' who were singing birds' voices shot at almost the same time, several of them rushed towards the leading strong man, the archer in the mid-air let go of his fingers, and several arrows with fierce killing intent shot at Dafengnv!

Yang Jian sighed, and decided that it was best to release the little Phoenix girl's blood.

This little girl is too naughty.

Whizzing!

A few leaves flew away, several times faster than those arrows.