The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Da Ang became fierce, really vicious; with four arms waving all kinds of weapons, he jumped in front of a Da Luo Jin Yao with extremely fast movements.

The battle of trapped beasts is the most dangerous. These big golden monsters have been walking outside all year round, and they have done countless times to fight for treasures. They also fought with Da Angang more than ten times before, and they have already dealt with it.

A Da Luo Jin Yao sacrificed the pagoda and hung it above his head, sprinkled blue light; a Da Luo Jin Yao urged two short knives to attack and kill Da Ang, splitting the combat power of Da Ang's two arms.

The two Da Luo Jin Yao barely blocked Da Ang, but the other three Da Luo Jin Yao suddenly launched a attack, with supernatural powers and sorcery like a storm, they attacked and killed the remaining masters of the Wu Clan!

In the original four-on-five fight, they still had some advantages on the side of the witch clan, and they were able to chase and fight the five Da Luo Jin Yao with their good fighting skills.

But a war witch was plotted against, and fell into a coma like gossamer. He should have been injured by the poison, not only was it not a combat power, but a burden; how could the remaining two witches resist the attack of the three big golden demons?

In an instant, the situation changed and the sky trembled.

Da Luo fights with all his strength, which is considered a "magnificent scene", and many eyes are fixed on this place; and when these people watching the battle find out that the conflict is between the witch clan and the demon clan, they are immediately relieved, and they have the right to watch the show.

Moo—

Suddenly, a bull blew, and a Da Luojin demon turned into a purple-haired bull beast, ran wildly on foot, and ran towards the injured war witch.

When monster races fight against humans, they usually manifest themselves to launch an offensive, either when they are in danger, or because they are determined to win.

This cow demon should belong to the latter, the war witch locked by it was unable to move, but the witch woman standing in front of her snorted coldly, threw a pair of gold rings, and threw a pair of gold rings at the horns of the bull's head.

At this moment, a scene that the demon clan big Luos did not expect happened vividly in front of them...

A flash of white light rushed to the tail of the big purple-haired bull, no matter how fast the big purple-haired bull ran and how brave its charge was, it was caught up by the white light in the blink of an eye.

Look carefully, what is it that pops out of the white light?

Naturally, it was a white dog with thin limbs. The dog's mouth opened, and it directly bit the big cow's oxtail, and the dog's mouth slammed down.

"Ah-moo!"

The big purple-haired ox was in pain, and he raised his head and roared angrily, the dog's mouth almost tore off its oxtail!

He is the body of the monster race in the Da Luo realm, how can he be beaten with steel bars, how can he be bitten off so easily! ?

It's not over yet, as if the white dog bit the ox's tail, the old ox raised its head and roared in pain, the two gold rings just hit the old ox's left eye and mouth, causing blood to splatter everywhere!

The Wu Clan respects power, and the three war witches who followed Da Ang are all masters born in the Wu Clan near the Yiyuan Society. Although there are not many, all of them have extraordinary combat power.

When a golden ring fell, the old bull's eyes shattered and he was seriously injured.

And the white dog let go of the not-so-tasty oxtail, swayed around, and rushed towards the other big Luo Jinyao at a weirdly fast speed...

If the accident is just like this, then forget it.

For the monster masters, the most troublesome thing at this time is not the white dog with sharp teeth, but the young man who suddenly came up with a long spear and chopped off the head of a big golden demon with three or two moves...

"Yang Jian!"

"It's Yang Jian!"

The two voices came from Da Luo Jin Yao, both angry and frightened.

Before the blood mist dissipated, Yang Jian's still tall figure was surrounded by starlight, and he walked forward with his gun, rushing towards Da Ang.

The two big Luo Jin demons were startled when they saw this, one demon turned his head and walked away, the other hesitated for a while, then was stopped by Da Ang, and was beaten for a while.

Seeing that the two masters of the witch clan came to give them a strong arm, how dare they slack off? For the time being, he put down his injured companion and hurried forward, cooperating with the white dog, and entangled the two opponents.

As soon as they saw Yang Jian, all the big Luo Jin demons had already started to retreat. One demon had already died in battle, and the other was blinded. How could they still love to fight?

"Yang Jian, how dare you!"

A demon scolded angrily, and Yang Jian turned his head to look at him, but the demon did not dare to meet Yang Jian's calm eyes, so he could only grit his teeth and stomp his feet, turn around and fly away in a hurry.

"Everyone! Let's go!"

"Don't fight against this beast! No matter how you fight, we will suffer!"

If Da Luo Jinxian wanted to escape blindly, it would be difficult to keep them; what's more, Yang Jian also lacked the ability to chase people at this time, and his escaping and flying skills were still a bit behind that of Yuan Shen Dao Da Luo's monks.

At the end, one Da Luo Jin Yao was seriously injured and fled, and the two Da Luo Jin Yao escaped into the Chaos Sea intact.

Except for the one who was killed by Yang Jian's sneak attack at the beginning, and the one who was hacked to death by Da Ang's random knife when he was upset, the five monster clan leaders did not die in battle.

But the two big Luo Jin demons are already a loss that can make the monsters feel heartbroken.

Unable to take the opportunity to test his own abilities, Yang Jian felt regretful, and took Xiao Tiangou to search a huge body transformed into a big Luo Jin demon. He took two demon beads and fed them to Xiao Tiangou, while he picked up two magic weapons for storage.

When I opened it, I found that the secret path was very poor, and there was not even half of the Lingbao.

Yang Jian twitched his lips, and threw the storage magic weapon to Da Ang; the latter scratched his head with both hands and rubbed his hands, and after a moment of hypocritical embarrassment, he grabbed the storage magic weapon and would not let go.

There is no way, the situation of the Wu clan is really difficult.

"This..." Da Ang rubbed his hands and moved closer, not knowing what to call it for a moment.

Before coming, the great witch priest gave him thousands of warnings, telling him to call out 'True Monarch' honestly, be respectful, and not lose his etiquette.

But Da Ang felt that Yang Jian was not the kind of fairy official who put on airs at all, and it would be too unfamiliar to call him Zhenjun.

But don't shout, the big witch priest's hands and eyes are open to the sky, and he can hear it as far away as Luzhou in Beiju, so he shouted embarrassingly:

"Second Zhenjun Yang."

Yang Jian stared at it, and threw it casually, and it was a dog when he went up.

The Roaring Sky Dog barked twice, and Da Ang took two steps back in fright; when he thought that this unattractive little dog could actually bite off the body of a big Luo Jin Yao, Da Ang also sighed in admiration.

"This dog is not bad, hey, Second Zhenjun Yang..."

"Call me Yang Jian, don't give me random names!" Yang Jian reprimanded, holding a three-pointed double-edged gun, wearing a light yellow robe, and leading a roaring dog, and stepped forward in the air.

He took out the dragon ball first, and said, "This is for you, if you are in a hurry, take a step first."

"Hey, Yang Jian, aren't you going back?" Da Ang leaned over and glanced aside, two war witches were supporting the seriously injured companion, flying towards this side.

They are not good at flying, and spent a lot of time on the ancient pilgrimage road.

Yang Jian had already figured this out in a blink of an eye, and he was fine in this world, and he was not interested in getting involved in the conquest of Chaotian Pavilion.

It's just that I haven't found Senior Bai Ze to report his safety; I don't know if Senior Bai Ze was injured that day...

He also thought, after inquiring for the past few days, he had not heard any news of Bai Ze's injury, so he must have left safely.

That was the old fritters from Honghuang, and it was futile to worry about him, so he shook his head and chuckled, "Let's leave together."

At that moment, Yang Jian recruited a magic weapon flying shuttle, one person and four witches went in, Yang Jian set up a boat and flew into the ancient pilgrimage road, and flew towards the prehistoric Wubu Continent.

He made a high-profile appearance today, and the news would definitely reach Bai Ze's ears.

It's not right, Bai Ze can know everything without leaving home, and when he left the Chaos Clock, Senior Bai Ze must have known it.

If this kind of prehistoric beast can be kept at home... Cough, Yang Jian doesn't mean to be disrespectful in his heart, it means that an old man is like a treasure in the family. In Yang Jian's heart, Bai Ze is definitely different from Xiao Tiangou.

"Yang Jian, don't you want these babies?"

Da Ang waved the magic weapon of storage in his hand, "Then I'll take all of it to change Dahua's air!"

"Take it," Yang Jian sat on the futon, looked at the injured war witch, and looked carefully, she was still a woman, with a rough look.

"Aren't you going to heal her?"

"Hey, I don't know about this, just go back and find the great witch sacrifice." Da Ang said nonchalantly, "A real man of the Wu tribe will not bleed dry or fall to the ground, and will not turn his head until he is exhausted in battle!"

The injured woman from the Wu tribe rolled her eyes, and her rather dignified face flushed.

Yang Jian shook his head, took a elixir, injected a ray of profound energy into it, and threw it over.

The two Wu tribe women thanked Yang Jian, but the two Wu tribe men turned their heads at the same time, as if they were a little embarrassed by this scene.

In the battle, the women and men of the Wu tribe are almost the same, and they are very tough in battle. But after calming down, there are some differences between men and women.

"These guys," Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled, took out a brocade box, opened the brocade box, a light green light shone lightly, and the air inside the shuttle instantly cleared up a lot.

"This is the Dragon Ball?" Da Ang's hands were trembling, and he slowly took the brocade box over.

"This is the Dragon Ball."

"I... I, oh, how can I thank you! Our Xuanming tribe is saved!"

A woman from the witch tribe said anxiously: "Da Ang! Didn't say that, after taking the dragon ball back, choose a secret place to place it, and our tribes can let people go there!"

"Ah, I didn't say I wouldn't let you go!" Da Ang raised his head, his nostrils full of nose hairs showed his extraordinary power, "Can I change my mind? We Wu Clan are saved this time!"

The several war witches in the company were immediately powerless to refute, and each stared at the brocade box in Da Ang's hand, as if he was afraid that Da Ang would swallow this treasure alive.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm here, if Da Ang dares to make any plans, I'll go to the Dawu Festival and sue him."

He rolled his eyes angrily, but could only hum a few times.

There is still a long way to go back, but the other Wu tribes sat there tired and fell asleep. Da Ang and Yang Jian drank some wine and chatted without saying a word.

"Hey, the manager came out to take a look," Da Ang murmured, "I just don't want to, I've seen too much miasma in Luzhou in Beiju, the colorful outside is dazzling."

Yang Jian warmed the wine and said, "Do you think the world is unfair, and the witch clan is trapped in such a situation?"

"That's right," Da Ang said in a muffled voice, "Ninety percent of the calamities and wars in ancient times were caused by their monster clan first. The monster clan ruled the sky, but they set their sights on the earth. This world was created by our Father God. The body of the Father God gave birth to us, and we rule the earth, shouldn't it?"

Yang Jian was noncommittal about this. The Lich War was absolutely a slap in the face, and both sides were at fault.

It's just that letting the witch clan go to that bitter cold place is really a much heavier punishment than the monster clan.

"Unfortunately, even though I saw the remnant spirit of the black tortoise, I couldn't resolve the miasma in Beizhou."

"The miasma of the mysterious tortoise has aroused the miasma of all spirits, and it is not so easy to resolve." Da Ang laughed, not wanting to mention this matter, and changed the subject, "By the way, Yang Jian, the Great Witch Festival will also let you go back this time. The three thousand witches have already been selected for you."

Yang Jian frowned, so fast?