The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

It was a battle, and there were only more than 96,900 people left in the Meishan lineage.

There were no more than 60,000 mortal survivors, and all the monks were killed or injured. The few who survived were the tens of thousands of soldiers outside the city.

The vitality of the Meishan lineage has been severely injured, and Meicheng will never be restored; if it were not for the timely support of Lu Chunyang, Yang Jian and others, the Meicheng lineage may be wiped out today and will no longer exist.

The most ironic thing is that the executioner who launched the extermination formation is the city lord, Mei Guihun.

"City Lord, why is this, City Lord!"

Zhang Boshi knelt in front of Mei Guihun, covered his face and wept bitterly, all the generals in Meicheng were silent, many had sad faces, and many had despair in their eyes.

Mei Guihun didn't dare to look up, but just sat there with her head bowed in silence, with a sneer on her lips.

A few more generals came forward to inquire, and their tragic feelings made people all moved.

Finally, Mei Guihun murmured, "Let's go find father together, okay?"

It makes people feel chills through the bones, and I always feel that there is a cold air drilling into the body from the soles of the feet.

They were worried that there were other arrangements in Meicheng, and they had already settled the survivors on the southeast plain and set up camp.

It's just that the camp is also full of gloomy clouds and bleak crying.

"Cough," Ao Ji, who was hiding behind, coughed, and said to Yang Jian, "I have a treasure I picked up on the road. It's a bit vicious and I'm about to destroy it. You can just take out the Yuanshen and put it on a talisman. Whatever you ask him, his Yuanshen will answer."

This treasure should be used by the Dragon Clan to torture prisoners. It is hard for Ao Ji to say that this vicious object belongs to their Dragon Clan, but the saying 'picked up on the road' is really...

Don't worry about these details.

"Gonglin," Yang Jian said, "you can decide for yourself whether to use it or not."

Yao Gonglin sighed: "Since I already know that today's tragedy was arranged by the power of the monster clan, why bother to torture her?"

"It's not right," one said with tears in his eyes, "If there are spies from the demon race among us, it will be another disaster in the future."

At this time, among the generals of Meicheng, Guo Shen and Zhi Jian, who had the highest prestige, stood up and said that they would use this treasure for Mei Guihun...

This treasure is a lotus platform with seven petals, and a layer of evil spirit is lingering on it.

Ao Ji put the lotus platform in Yang Jian's hands, explained how to use it, and retreated quietly, but he didn't want to be such a villain.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, and directly sacrificed the lotus platform, covered Mei Guihun's head, and let him tear Mei Guihun's primordial spirit.

"No, don't, don't do this to me..." Mei Guihun suddenly screamed, "I don't want to say it! I don't want it!"

The generals couldn't bear it, Yang Jian also frowned and sighed, looking up at the stars in the sky.

On top of Mei Guihun's head, a small person was slowly pulled out. It was her fairy soul; it was just that this fairy soul was a bit strange, with a layer of fairy spirit lingering on it, but inside the fairy spirit, there were streams of cold resentment and death energy.

"Death?" Lu Chunyang shouted out.

Yang Jian flipped his hands and pressed, the seven-petal lotus platform turned at a faster speed, and the little man was put under the lotus platform with a whoosh.

When he reappeared, Mei Guihun's primordial spirit was sitting on the lotus platform, with dense chains of talismans wrapped around his body, his face was peaceful and neither sad nor happy.

Lu Chunyang took the lead and asked, "Where does your death energy other than your primordial spirit come from?"

Mei Guihun's primordial spirit and physical body showed a bit of struggle at the same time, but as the talisman chain flickered, the struggle quickly subsided.

Mei Guihun said in a calm tone: "The anger of death is because I have already died. It is just that the fairy soul was drawn out, refined into a demon soul, and then returned to this body. But I am neither human nor ghost, neither immortal nor demon. I cannot enter reincarnation when I die, and cannot transcend life."

"Who did it!" Zhang Boshi's eyes were red.

"My uncle, Mei Linhan; and the great power of the monster clan, who is also the chief culprit for destroying my Meishan lineage, Mei Kongmei."

Zhi Jian was so angry that his hair gradually turned gray, he stomped his feet and cursed: "This Mei Linhan who killed a thousand swords!"

Yao Gonglin sighed: "How could they avoid our eyes and ears and kidnap the city lord?"

"They didn't take me away, everything was done in a secret room under the city lord's mansion." Mei Guihun said quietly, her eyes were already full of emptiness.

Yang Jian asked, "In Meicheng, besides you and Mei Linhan, are there any other spies?"

Mei Guihun: "No, she thinks that if she controls me, she can destroy Meicheng at any time."

A general asked sadly: "Why didn't you say it? Why didn't you tell us about it?!"

"At the beginning, I didn't dare to say it. Later, I couldn't turn back. I was afraid that this matter would be exposed and my reputation would be ruined. I gradually fell into it, and I couldn't extricate myself. In the end, my soul was under the control of Mei Kongmei. Whatever she asked me to do, I would do it, like a slave."

Zhang Boshi gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "She used such a method! You actually!"

"Boshi! Don't ask!" Yao Gonglin abruptly interrupted Zhang Boshi's words, but Zhang Boshi had already asked...

The primordial spirit on the lotus platform trembled slightly, even though it was controlled by the magic weapon, it was still terrified.

"Mei Linhan has gaps in his Dao heart, and his desire for power has caused him to degenerate into a demon step by step..." Mei Guihun murmured, "Later, Mei Linhan detained me in the underground of the City Lord's Mansion. In order to break my Dao heart, they did everything possible. My uncle even insulted me in every possible way, soiled my body, and threw me into a pigsty and into a pile of dirty cow demons..."

"Okay!" Guo Shen shouted, Mei Guihun stopped talking, her body was still shaking.

There is something pitiful about such a hateful person.

Yang Jian could feel that there was a fire in the hearts of the generals in Meicheng, and it seemed that this fire might erupt like a volcano at any time.

The culprit is Mei Kongmei, the ancestor of Meishan.

At this moment, it seemed that the questions that should be asked had been asked, and everyone didn't know how to deal with Mei Guihun.

If it is said to kill directly, I am afraid that the generals of Meicheng will inevitably feel a pimple in their hearts; but Mei Guihun committed such a crime, if he does not kill, it will be difficult to comfort the hundreds of thousands of Meicheng immortals who have died.

Yang Jian opened his mouth suddenly, but he was still asking: "Why is Mei Kongmei so painstakingly trying to kill you?"

"She never thought of letting us go, but today's events are all Mei Linhan's ideas. We tried to contact Mei Kongmei, but we couldn't find her."

Yang Jian asked again: "Then why didn't she destroy Meicheng as soon as possible?"

"A Meicheng that can be controlled is here, and other human forces will not be able to reach here. Instead, it is a kind of shelter for Meishan."

Yao Gonglin said in a trembling voice: "Then...so many previous crusades against Meishan fell short due to various reasons...is it you?"

"It was me, or Mei Linhan made the move secretly," Mei Guihun said calmly, making the generals in Meicheng even more unbelievable. She said, "Meicheng is not only the shelter of Meishan, but also the effect of the monster clan's whetstone. The monster clan is training soldiers, or Mei Kongmei wants to punish some unsightly monster clans. Before the big battle, those monster clans will be transferred to Meishan, and we will use our hands to get rid of them."

"enough!"

Zhijian shouted violently, with tears in his eyes, "You guys, what do you think of the blood of Meishan's lineage!"

Mei Guihun is silent, she can't answer this question, and there is only silence.

"Haha," Yao Gonglin stepped back a few steps, looked up at the sky, his lips turned white, "Meicheng, Meishan Soul, the battle against Meishan... Hahaha! It's all such a scam, it's so ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

After saying that, a mouthful of blood gushed out, his figure was on the verge of falling, and he was supported by his friend beside him.

Ao Ji sighed, looked at Yang Jian, and asked in a low voice, "How to deal with it?"

"Only kill him," Yang Jian walked slowly in front of Mei Guihun with a three-pointed and two-edged spear, took back the seven-petaled lotus stand, and returned it to Ao Ji, with the point of the spear resting on Mei Guihun's neck.

She was dressed in red, and she was prostrate there, her temples were wet with sweat, and she kept panting heavily, but there was a bit of anticipation and relief in her eyes...

"True Monarch!" Zhang Boshi shouted from the side, but swallowed back the words.

"Let me do it," Lu Chunyang said suddenly, and floated behind Yang Jian, looking at Yang Jian with deep meaning in his eyes.

He understood that among the many generals in Meicheng, there would always be one or two who could be used by Yang Jian; therefore, he didn't want Yang Jian to bear the infamy of killing the city lord of Meicheng, lest someone spread any rumors.

"That's good." Yang Jian took the old man's heart, put away the three-pointed two-edged gun, and turned around.

Lu Chunyang raised his sword and fell, without leaving any scars on Mei Guihun's body, but smashed her soul.

Suddenly there was an iron-blooded man beside him crying bitterly, many generals of Meicheng wept bitterly, Zhang Boshi was even like a child, crying and kicking his legs on the grass for a while.

The death of relatives, brothers, and friends is not as shocking to them as the sudden collapse of faith at this moment.

Yao Gonglin lamented: "Thousands of years of pride are empty words, and the bones of the three mountains are all in vain!"

A general raised his head and roared angrily: "Mei Kongmei! I'm going to peel off your skin! I'm going to cramp your tendons! I'm going to burn your demon soul!"

It was a fairy soul shaking, with the image of a fallen devil.

Around, several heavenly generals, Dragon Palace masters, Zhong Shenzhou Immortals, and a few masters of the Witch Clan were all silent.

But they also felt a little bit of the same hatred, always felt that the Yaozu was too vicious, and resorted to scheming, playing with the Meishan lineage in the applause, taking life and death.

One day will come forward to ask for orders: "True Monarch! Why don't we capture Meishan tonight! Our troops are strong enough!"

"The order cannot be changed overnight, otherwise the soldiers will have no faith," Yang Jian said, "Attacking the mountain at dawn has already been decided, and all the troops and horses should go back and stand by. Gonglin..."

"True Monarch!"

"Zhenjun Erlang!"

A group of Meishan generals rushed over, led by Zhi Jian and Guo Shen, and knelt down on one knee in front of Yang Jian.

Yao Gonglin raised his head and shouted: "Please allow me to take the lead first!"

"Also ask Zhenjun to complete it!"

Yang Jian nodded lightly: "Meicheng soldiers and horses can enter the formation, and charge forward with me tomorrow! At dawn, we will conquer Meishan!"

Zhang Boshi trembled all over, raised his head and roared, "Kill! Kill all these monsters! Kill them all!"

The wind blows, full of whimpering.

Yang Jian looked back at the ruins of Meicheng, he didn't succeed, but there were already piles of bones, piled up like a mountain.