The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Strange corpses are hidden under the Nether Stream, and jade coffins are searched for in the blood vortex.

Bai Ze's presence here was indeed beyond Yang Jian's expectations; and Yang Jian's sudden appearance beside the jade coffin really frightened Bai Ze.

Seeing more than a dozen corpse repairmen from Daluo Realm rushing towards Yang Jian, Bai Ze was about to move in front of Yang Jian to stop these desperate corpse repairmen for him, but he never expected that sharp sword lights would bloom in front of Yang Jian, and Yang Jian directly pushed the jade coffin away!

In a blink of an eye, Bai Ze saw a person lying vaguely in the jade coffin, his heart trembled, and his eyes were inexplicably red.

Seeing this, all the corpse cultivators in the Great Luo Realm immediately cursed:

"Dare!"

"Don't hurt the saint!"

"You damn creatures!"

However, Yang Jian put a cloak on the girl lying in the coffin at an extremely fast speed, covering her slender but undisguised figure.

Yang Jian turned his head to look at the corpse cultivators, there was already an elegant sword fairy standing beside him, naturally it was Lu Chunyang.

Lu Chunyang splashed ink and swished a brush, and his magic power surged out, suppressing more than a dozen corpse repairs for a while; while Yang Jian lowered his head to carefully look at the condition of the girl in the jade coffin, her eyelids were trembling slightly, as if she might wake up at any time.

Yang Jian shouted: "Old man, why don't you come over and watch over!"

After all, when Lu Chunyang was exhausted, he stopped directly at the corpse repairer. Although he didn't show any killing intent, he was full of fighting spirit.

The three-pointed and two-edged gun was unsheathed, and three or four corpse repairmen rushed to the front, slashing with broadswords, pointing forward with spears, and a corpse repair woman even waved a thin whip, wrapping around Yang Jian.

In an instant, the aura of the rolling corpse filled the air, the blood was surging, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring!

Yang Jian smiled at the corner of his mouth, because he was in a good mood, he grabbed the three-pointed double-edged gun with both hands and pulled out a few gun flares, easily blocked the big knife and sent the spear flying.

The thin whip was entangled with the blade of the three-pointed double-edged gun, and Yang Jian broke the thin whip with a light struggle.

There are not many decent treasures in these corpse repairs. This is also the main reason why Bai Ze was able to resist the siege of so many corpse repairers, but still gradually approached the jade coffin.

"Everyone! We are all old friends of the girl in the jade coffin!"

Yang Jian yelled and wanted to calm down the fight, but these corpse repairers seemed to have identified them as the thieves who had come to steal the jade coffin girl, and they didn't listen to what they said, screaming and besieging Yang Jian.

Bai Ze's figure flickered slightly, and appeared next to the jade coffin. His face had returned to the old look when Yang Jian first saw him. Looking at the girl in the jade coffin, he couldn't help sighing.

"Senior, finish the fight first!"

Yang Jian yelled angrily, Bai Ze looked reluctantly, but he also walked to Yang Jian's left.

Lu Chunyang, who had erupted for a while just now, also stood on the right side of Yang Jian, facing him with a straight sword, his eyes were cold.

Seventeen corpse repair big Luo has rushed to!

Yang Jian's spear swept across, and the shadow of the Xuangang spear shot forward, causing all the corpse repairmen to dodge in embarrassment;

With Lu Chunyang's sword in his hand, he had the aura of thousands of troops and horses going alone, and the sword light rippling out, forcing several corpse cultivators not to get close.

Bai Ze shook the folding fan lightly in his hand, he didn't attack directly, instead, he carved a series of avenues on this small island.

Formation to defend against the enemy!

It's just that Yang Jian and Lu Chunyang secretly suppressed these corpse cultivators; Bai Ze, who drew up the big formation, would occasionally help, making the seventeen corpse cultivators

"Everyone!" Yang Jian shouted again, "We have no malicious intentions..."

A big corpse repairer shouted: "Kill them!"

Yang Jian's words froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he summoned a body of starlight to protect him, as if a god descended from the earth, shocking all directions.

Bai Ze had already outlined most of the formation, and said leisurely: "If you don't let out your own blood, what these corpse repairers are most afraid of is the blood of strong men."

strong man...

Lu Chunyang laughed, and Yang Jian didn't think too much about it. He let out a low drink, his muscles swelled up, and a wave of blood rushed out of his head, like wolf smoke, straight to the top of the vortex.

At that moment, those corpse repairmen turned pale with fright, avoiding Yang Jian's surroundings one by one.

"I'm coming too!"

Lu Chunyang yelled, and he passed the long sword forward, and blood rose from his body.

Like a thread, gently shaking.

A certain sword fairy suddenly had black lines all over his head.

Bai Ze turned his head and suppressed a smile, and said very seriously: "Cultivation in the physical body is quite different from cultivation in the soul. The former is full of blood and energy, so don't take it to heart."

Yang Jian smiled lightly and shook his head. Seeing that the corpse repairmen were about to escape from the large formation that Bai Ze was about to finish drawing, his figure leisurely charged forward, shooting spear shadows at the corpse repairmen, forcing them back directly under the formation.

Seventy-two changes!

Yang Jian turned into a Jinpeng, his body exuded billowing blood, as if spontaneously ignited, rushing back and forth on the small island.

The group of corpse repairers shouted and cursed all kinds of things, but they were forced by Yang Jian to keep getting closer, unable to break out of the range covered by the large formation at all.

Lu Chunyang and Bai Zehu were relaxed in front of the jade coffin; Yang Jian's golden roc became faster and faster, and finally he could only see the golden light shining like a rope.

"Yang Jian retreats!"

Bai Ze yelled suddenly, but before the sound fell, Yang Jian's figure had appeared beside the jade coffin, regaining his human form, standing with his gun on his shoulders.

"The eight gates lock the universe together!"

Bai Ze waved his hands again and again, and the folding fan in his hand was bright and bright. On the small island, two huge formations appeared one above the other, and the upper and lower formations suddenly closed amidst the golden light.

The seventeen corpse cultivators wanted to escape but it was over, but they were physically strong and had no treasures around them, and their bodies were fixed in mid-air at the same time.

"Sleepy!" Bai Ze waved his big hand, and the array pattern wrapped around these corpse cultivators, tied them up one by one, gathered them together, and dragged them in front of the three of them.

The prestige of almighty power is undoubtedly manifested.

"Who is this senior?" Lu Chunyang asked with a smile beside him.

"The ten demon saints of ancient times, Bai Ze," Yang Jian briefly introduced, and Lu Chunyang was immediately vigilant.

The ancient ten demon saints? Yang Jian and the Yaozu fought to death, this powerful enemy is by his side, why is he so calm?

Yang Jian said with a smile: "This is not an opponent. Although the senior has the name of the top ten demon saints, he is innately powerful, and he is not comparable to everyone in the demon clan who is becoming less and less up to date."

Bai Ze nodded with a smile, and turned to look at the jade coffin regardless of these corpse repairs.

"I'll go see if Liuya is awake."

"Well, brother, please stay here and watch these corpse repairs, I'll go check on Liuya's condition."

Bai Ze walked towards the jade coffin, and Yang Jian followed, leaving Sword Immortal Chunyang in a mess.

This, what is it?

Yang Jian and the Yaozu are mortal enemies. A few days ago, it was rumored in the prehistoric world that Yang Jian and the powerful Mei Kongmei of the Yaozu were both wounded. They were in retreat in the mountains. They were absolute mortal enemies.

It can be seen that Yang Jian and Bai Ze are hooking up shoulder to shoulder and fighting together...cough, Lu Chunyang really can't accept the appearance of being as close as teachers and friends.

Could it be that Bai Ze has left the Yaozu? Or do you not care about the Yaozu?

Also, who is the 'Liu Ya'? Why are Yang Jian and Bai Ze so nervous in this jade coffin?

Liuya, Liuya, the end of the Santu River, the jade coffin guarded by the morticians desperately... All these strange things made Lu Chunyang almost collapse.

Beside the jade coffin, Yang Jian had already put away his spear and scattered his battle armor. Looking at the girl lying inside, he said in a low voice, "I left last time, are you okay?"

"It's okay, that Kong Xuan threw you into the Chaos Clock, I chased after you, and accidentally got some treasures in the Chaos." Bai Ze smiled lightly, shaking the folding fan in his hand, "The luck has also recovered a little, so it can be regarded as recovering some strength."

Yang Jian laughed and cursed: "I am in trouble, but you are in luck!"

"Hahaha, this is also due to your glory. You have a lot of luck, so I also got some blessings." Bai Ze laughed, and the white clothes on his body were replaced with the original sloppy Taoist robes, and his face was wrinkled again.

Bai Ze said: "Before, I was thinking about walking in the prehistoric land, so as not to make people laugh. But I forgot, if I saw Liuya with my appearance like that, she wouldn't recognize me, so what should I do?"

Yang Jian asked: "How did senior find this place?"

Bai Ze asked back, "How did you come here?"

Yang Jian thought about it for a while, and then told the story of Nuwa asking him to see Houtu one by one.

Sure enough, Bai Ze looked a little gloomy, stood beside the jade coffin, looked at the little face in the jade coffin, and sighed softly.

"It's okay, the saint wants to take her as a disciple, or...do you really not want to harm her?"

Yang Jian said: "Houtu Niang Niang said nothing happened, it seems that she made an appointment a long time ago."

"Hou Tu... Forget it, she's fine," Bai Ze smiled, lowered his head and sighed, "It's fine for Liuya to be fine, as long as she's fine."

Yang Jian asked again: "Senior, how did you find it?"

"Me?" Bai Ze shook his head and smiled, "Didn't I find a few treasures and gain some luck? I missed her a little in my heart, so I made a divination. I didn't think about it, but the divination really appeared."

Yang Jian couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he heard the words.

Bai Ze loved Liuya very much back then, but because of his lack of luck, he was afraid of harming Liuya, so he tried his best to make Liuya rely on him and absorb his luck.

Now, Bai Ze knows Liuya's true identity. But Bai Ze was still able to let go of the grievances in his heart for the sake of his only disciple, and even used it to calculate Liuya's whereabouts as soon as he got a little luck...

Bai Ze treats Liuya like this, so why not Master treats him like this?

"Cough!" Lu Chunyang yelled from the side, "If the girl hasn't woken up yet, you might as well give her a elixir for restoring vitality and nourishing qi. She has been in the jade coffin for too long, so she needs some breath of life."

Bai Ze nodded hurriedly: "How could I have forgotten these things, I really am a little foolish! Boy, bring it here."

He opened his hand to Yang Jian. Yang Jian couldn't help but smile, and took two bottles of nourishing spirit pills given by his master. Bai Ze took one, carefully melted it, wrapped it with magic power, and put it into the corner of Liuya's slightly opened mouth.

This panacea is really mysterious, as soon as Bai Ze urged it to dissipate the power of the medicine, the girl in the coffin took a big breath, coughed twice, and directly opened those star-like eyes.

Yang Jian and Bai Ze poked their heads to look at the same time, each overjoyed.

And the girl's eyes gradually became brighter, and her somewhat stiff face was directly 'washed away' by the happy expression.

"Six!"

"Six?"

"Brother Yang Jian!"

"It's me!" Yang Jian agreed, as if seeing Xiao Chan'er.

Bai Ze next to him raised his head and sighed, "Oh, I'm really old."

"Wow! Master!" Little stars popped up in the girl's eyes, she opened her hands happily, lay there and hugged Bai Ze's neck, almost pulling Bai Ze into the coffin.

"Master! I miss you so much! You're not dead! Are you really not dead? Liuya saw Master again!"

Bai Ze suddenly had black lines all over his head.