The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Feng Wu kept watching on the ground, not caring about the stiff neck, the shock in Feng Wu's eyes lingered for a long time.

It wasn't until the sky was clear that Feng Wu came back to his senses, and watched Yang Jian dancing in the air with a gun in a daze, emitting thousands of cold lights and pointing out endless gun shadows.

A huge fireball like a sun star hangs in the sky, slowly dissipating heat, adding a bit of vitality to the Wuchen Realm, and also adding a bit of light to Yang Jian, who is dancing with a spear...

It wasn't until several faint 'breaths' in Yang Jian's perception appeared back and forth in several directions, darting towards here, that Yang Jian retracted his gun and returned, slowly falling down.

"Let's go."

Yang Jian put away his long spear and said something to Feng Wu, a wisp of profound energy wrapped around Feng Wu's waist like a willow branch, and floated away.

The world suddenly became peaceful, and a few figures floated over, looking at the remaining visions in the world, all of them were unclear.

From the perspective of these 'superiors' in the Wuchen Realm, the thunder and all kinds of visions just now are unimaginable and inexplicable.

These white-haired masters let go of their previous suspicions, gathered together and made a total calculation, and immediately thought of the previous rumors about the intruders in Yasukuni, each of them changed their complexions greatly, and each of them was worried and prepared to return.

If there are really intruders, it will inevitably lead to another war.

There is no need to mention the matter here, Yang Jian is not in the mood to call himself a lonely person in this small place, he is just a passerby here, he will not waste half a day if he finds a way to leave.

Yang Jian was obviously in a good mood, and as he walked halfway with Feng Wu, he couldn't help but take out his new magic soldier and couldn't put it down to play with it.

Look at the body of this gun, embossed with dragon patterns, there is just the right sense of control when you hold it, the body of the gun is cold, it looks like silver-white metal, but it feels like jade when you feel it carefully.

Look at the tip of the spear, it looks like the blade of a broad sword, with 'flying eyebrows' protruding from the left and right sides of the blade, and a point of the spear tip flickers coldly in the middle.

Holding it in his hand and waving it, practicing a few tricks, Yang Jian smiled slightly.

Finally, with this weapon!

"This thing... is it a gun or a knife...?"

Suddenly there was a small voice of inquiry from the side, and Yang Jian turned his head to look, just as if he had just woken up from a dream, remembering that he had brought a phoenix girl with him.

"It's like a spear, it's also like a knife." Yang Jian held his right hand forward a little bit, and used a few close-up saber techniques, which changed strangely and aggressively; he held it back a little bit, and played two-handed spear techniques. The spear came out like a dragon, accompanied by the sound of dragon chant.

Feng Wu praised: "It has both offensive and defensive capabilities, and it can advance and retreat smoothly. It is really a good weapon!"

"Well," Yang Jian nodded embarrassingly, feeling a little 'flying', and his mind gradually calmed down.

The pointless spear has been forged into a three-pointed and two-edged spear. The magic weapon has no regrets, and its spirit has also appeared. Only Yang Jian is recognized as the master.

Yang Jian's combat power has soared by more than a few percent? In Yang Jian's own perception, it was as if it had doubled! Of course, you need to fight a few times with real swords and guns to know how much this spear has improved you.

With all his strength, without using the black handle, the sharpness of this spear alone is enough to cut off a mountain ridge hundreds of miles away.

"Congratulations, Zhenjun."

"Thank you, Miss Fengwu," Yang Jian was in a good mood. Seeing Fengwu's sincere congratulations, he was also a little embarrassed to use a lot of her phoenix blood to forge this magical weapon. He took some precious materials and some spiritual pills from the black turtle belt, and sent them over again.

Yang Jian said seriously: "Miss Fengwu helped you today, Yang Jian will keep it in mind, if you ask me in the future, please speak up."

"Zhenjun was joking, it's really what we made an appointment with," Feng Wu felt a little embarrassed when he thought of the jokes he had made before, "I thought it was going to take my life and use my phoenix blood."

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, "At first, I also thought that the more phoenix blood there is, the stronger the power of this weapon will be. But after careful calculation, I found out that it is only necessary to pour the body of the spear with phoenix blood to dissolve the resentment of the dragon soul."

After a pause, Yang Jian said solemnly: "Please don't tell others what happened today, Miss Fengwu. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will arouse the old hatred of the dragon and the phoenix. If we fight again, no one will be able to bear it."

Feng Wu nodded lightly when he heard the words, "It should be so, Zhenjun, please rest assured."

Her eyes were a little wandering, she didn't ask how to leave Wuchen Realm, but asked: "Is the marriage between Zhenjun and Princess Dragon Clan real?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian nodded slightly with a tender smile in his eyes, "It's not a fake."

"Then... must be a gentle and virtuous woman, who can win the favor of a hero like Zhenjun..."

Feng Wu's words were a bit hollow, but Yang Jian was so focused on the three-pointed and two-edged gun at this moment that he didn't notice any of her worries.

But according to Yang Jian's temperament, even if he noticed it, he would probably pretend that he didn't notice anything.

"Of course it is," Yang Jian casually agreed, and began to wipe the blade of the gun carefully; Feng Wu was relieved to see this, and was pulled by Yang Jian's profound energy, directly flying over the city.

Yang Jian cast a little trick on his eyes, and led Feng Wu down slowly. His profound energy and profound arts are not suppressed by the rules of Wuchen Realm, most of his abilities are there, and the magical powers that can be displayed with profound energy are not affected in any way.

When he returned to the small courtyard, Xiaotiangou was resting outside Fengshan's room door, while this unruly little Fengnu was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

Feng Wu suddenly remembered something, rushed into the room, picked up a jade tablet pressed on the dressing table, crushed it directly, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Yang Jian noticed this detail, and suddenly understood something, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Didn't he already say that when he went to Yanluo Mountain that day, he just wanted to exchange the treasure for some phoenix blood to refine the spear, and even though he took the initiative in the Wuchen Realm, he didn't have to kill Feng Nu for things other than refining the spear.

After going out, does Kong Xuan want to blame him?

snort!

Yang Jian's face was a little cold, remembering what Kong Xuan said when he threw himself directly into the Chaos Clock, he made up his mind to ask Kong Xuan for clarification.

The ninth person, there is nothing that cannot be done, etc., what does it mean...

"Miss Fengwu, you are good at self-cultivation here, if you need anything, let Xiao Tiangou call me."

Yang Jian said something with an ugly face, Feng Wu agreed softly, Xiao Tiangou also wagged his tail to express his understanding, one phoenix and one dog watched Yang Jian out of the small courtyard.

This piece of mansion was bought by Yang Jian... money, silk, etc., just a few times to rob the rich and help the poor.

Back in the study, Yang Jian sat down and wiped his love gun carefully with a piece of handkerchief. I really can't put it down, and it's not enough to wipe it hundreds of times a day.

Yang Jian was also deducing some moves against the enemy in his mind.

Although he hasn't debuted in Honghuang for a long time, the fighting field is really 'rich'. Based on his own fighting experience, the moves he deduces are all ruthless and neat killing moves.

There was nothing to do during the day, so Yang Jian practiced guns in the courtyard, and he played so well that he was sweating all over when it was dark.

After rinsing, it was the first time the lights came on, perhaps because there were no stars in the Wuchen Realm, the lights in all parts of the town were shining brightly.

"Ha!" Yang Jian sat in the chair refreshed and began to think carefully.

"The next thing is to find a way to leave this place."

In fact, Yang Jian was also waiting, waiting for the intervention of heaven, waiting for the person who kidnapped Fengnu to show up.

What is Heaven's Intervention?

Don't forget, this time is already a catastrophe for conferring gods, he has already fallen into it, and the way of heaven is running, as long as it is useful and must be arranged by him, the way of heaven should "get" him out to deal with the catastrophe.

Although Yang Jian wholeheartedly wanted to mess up the battle of the Conferred Gods, the way of heaven is not a "spirit", and the way of heaven is fair and ruthless. In Yang Jian's view at this time, it is just a collection of "rules" and the embodiment of "Tao".

But if Da Neng who abducted Feng Nu shows up...whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is hard to predict.

When can I leave?

You can't just wait for the catastrophe of conferring the gods to fully unfold, and when you go back, you can directly start the battle of "cutting down" right?

That's so boring, he had already planned to fool the little Nezha, and by the way kidnap some three generations of enlightenment like Lei Zhenzi, Wei Hu, and Tu Xingsun as younger brothers...

"Wuchen Realm, Wuchen..." Yang Jian rubbed his forehead, and kept sorting out the things he investigated about the Wuchen Realm, hoping to find a chance of life.

Does the Wuchen Realm mean no stars?

It is also true that here is the Chaos Clock, there is no projection of the sun and the moon - the sun and the moon in the three thousand worlds are projected, so there is a consistent time and calendar everywhere in the prehistoric world.

Eh?

Yang Jian froze for a moment, he suddenly thought of a 'detail' that he had neglected for a long time.

There are no stars here, so how to divide day and night?

What is the sun here? It is definitely not an ordinary flame supernatural power. The ability to ignite the vitality of the world and give life to all things is not something that can be done casually.

The two words jumped to Yang Jian's heart and shocked him.

Golden Crow!