The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In the restaurant, two drunk people fell to the ground.

The young man with the sword on his back said, "There seems to be something going on outside..."

"Come on," the old man muttered, "I just said, the old man's fortune-telling ability can be ranked among the top three among saints! How could it be wrong?"

"Shall we go... hiccup."

"Don't worry, don't worry, keep drinking," the old man hiccupped and grabbed another pot of fairy wine, "wait for the change, if you go out too casually, you will be exposed too early, which is useless."

The young man with the sword on his back nodded, but pushed the flagon back, sat up cross-legged, and slowly returned to his peak state.

If there is not enough essence, energy, and spirit, how can one use an excellent sword move.

The two of them didn't move, and there was no movement in the areas outside the city where there were multiple figures lurking, as if they were watching this place.

In a blink of an eye, the originally clear sky over Zhou Capital became cloudy.

The aura of Da Luo Jinxian suddenly appeared, directly coercing Zhou Capital; Yang's mansion was suddenly attacked by the aura of the quasi-sage, and layers of large formations were activated...

The mortals in the city only felt a little stuffy, and King Wu seemed to feel it, looking from above the tall buildings in the palace, his eyes were faintly uneasy.

The disciples of Jiejiao didn't take action directly, and after discussing with the four Mo family brothers, Mo Lihong said directly: "Several fellow Taoists, we are officials in Dashang, and we want to take this achievement of breaking the city."

"Fellow daoist, please go ahead," several Jiejiao disciples naturally pushed the boat forward, and they just didn't know how to speak.

Chang Er Ding Guangxian secretly restrained Ao Xinke in the Yang Mansion, and the auras of the two quasi-sages confronted each other in the sky and on the ground, making the Jiejiao disciples and the four Mo family brothers feel confident.

Mo Lihong lowered her head from the clouds and stood above the east city gate; looking at the mortals on the city wall with bows and arrows on guard, she snorted softly.

"Traitor Ji Fa! Rebellious minister Huang Feihu! Bring the shackles to see you! If not, the people in this city today will not be spared!"

The mighty sound made the Immortal Jiejiao frown secretly.

They just came here to win the list of gods, but now Mo Lihong is shouting like this, but they are also regarded as the "generals" of the great merchant, and they are threatening the lives of mortals, which is not something that Taoist monks should do.

How could Yang Jian not notice such a sudden change in the barracks?

Zhijian and Yao Gonglin guarded Yang Jian and flew out of the barracks, and several beams of light shot from the east. The fastest one was naturally Nezha, who was riding fast on the hot wheel and met Yang Jian in the blink of an eye.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Nezha looked at the figures above the city of Zhou, and suddenly became full of fighting spirit.

Yang Jian's face was gloomy, and he didn't answer directly, and there was a little turmoil in his heart.

Is that the 25-year-old rabbit playing tricks?

First he showed up to go to the barracks to test out, and then coerced Xiqi together with the four generals of the Mo Family, what was he going to do?

Various speculations arose in Yang Jian's mind, and his eyes became sharper.

The figures above the city of Zhou also locked their spiritual consciousness on Yang Jian and his party; although they coerced this mortal city, their main purpose was all on Yang Jian who was sitting on the chair.

Mo Lihong's voice rolled like thunder...

"Yang Jian! You came just in time!"

"Oh? I don't know which fellow Taoist this is?" Yang Jian's voice echoed in the sky.

It's just a small trick, and he can use it with the power of the primordial spirit.

Since the visitors are not good, we should deal with them one by one.

Several Jiejiao Immortals were about to rush towards Yang Jian, but they were stopped by Chang-Eared Dingguang Immortal who secretly sent them to be in the sky above Zhou Capital City, so that Yang Jian could not use his 'conspiracy'.

To put it bluntly, it is to threaten the lives of a city of mortals...

Mo Lihong displayed a Baizhang dharma body, with a terrifying and majestic face.

Hearing the red Dharma Body of Magic Ritual shouting: "Hmph! Our four brothers are the commander-in-chief of Jiamengguan! Today, I heard the order of the Grand Master to attack Xiqi's traitors! You are the prime minister of Xiqi, so you should be treated with the same crime, but Nian you are a disciple of a famous Taoist, and you should not talk about worldly affairs! Go to the city today, tie up Na Jifa and Huang Feihu, and let you go back to the mountain to practice!"

Nezha, holding the fire-pointed gun, also manifested the Baizhang Dharma Body.

Everyone seems to be able to use the supernatural power of Faxiang Tiandi, but its use is really not too big, and it is quite effective in scaring ordinary people.

Nezha revealed his avatar, and replied in a cold voice: "If my senior brother didn't make any mistakes in his practice, how dare you dare to act presumptuously here? Come on, he looks quite different."

Yang Jian:……

Mo Lihong's face suddenly became furious, and he was about to sacrifice the precious umbrella in his hand;

Nezha's eyes are shining brightly, he is holding a pointed spear in his hand, Huntian silk is floating around his body, and the circle of heaven and earth is shining golden light on his wrist!

All of these are manifested on the Dharma, and these two 'big gods' in the eyes of mortals seem to be about to fight in the sky above Zhou Capital City.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer, and the people in the city suddenly panic.

"Nezha," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "retire first."

Nezha shrugged, dispersed his avatar, and stood behind Yang Jian's chair, somewhat bored.

When Mu Zha, Jin Zha, and Huang Tianhua were behind Yang Jian, the five senior brothers moved forward at the same time, together with Zhi Jian, Yao Gonglin, and the second sister-in-law in the city, they had the strength to fight.

It's just that the chances of winning are not great.

If not, today there will be a confrontation between the powers of the two religions, which will affect the whole of Xiqi.

But what Yang Jian cares about is another problem...

Is my current real situation exposed? If it is exposed, how far will the other party know?

Why do I always feel that the timing of Chang Er Ding Guangxian's coming to the barracks to look for him is too ingenious.

It happened to be at the most critical moment for him to break through the barrier, and there was still half a month before he could condense into the Dragon Bone Nine Beads, and Xuan Gong officially entered a new level...

The more he thought about it, the more Yang Jian felt that his retreat had been exposed, and there should be a stronger existence behind those long ears, which seemed to ruin his chances.

Uncle Tongtian Master?

It shouldn't be. In Yang Jian's heart, the Master Tongtian should be that kind of unrestrained person. How could he use such tricks to plot against him, a three-generation disciple.

Immortal Dingguang with long ears...

Thinking of this, Yang Jian felt a little killing intent in his heart.

Blocking the path of practice is tantamount to killing one's body, taking one's wife, and destroying one's family. Even in the eyes of monks, it is even worse.

"Eldest brother," Huang Tianhua suddenly stopped in front of Yang Jian's chair, and said, "Since the treasure is itchy, let me go meet them today."

Yang Jian shook his head and said: "No, I will go with you... Now there is no need to hide from you, this body is just a ray of my soul, and the body is still in retreat."

"Eldest brother?" Mu Zha looked at Yang Jian in astonishment. Most of their mana was forcibly urged up by magic pills and mysterious methods. Their eyesight and insight were not strong, and they really couldn't see any flaws.

Yang Jian said: "There are a lot of strange things today, first protect me to go to the tower, and delay if you can."

Everyone except Nezha nodded slightly. Although Nezha was a little reluctant, he didn't dare to refute Yang Jian's words, so he had to protect Yang Jian and go together.

Under the watchful eyes of the Immortal Jiejiao and the four generals of the Demon Family, they flew slowly below and landed on the east gate of Zhou Capital City.

Yang Jian immediately ordered the soldiers and horses guarding the east city gate to withdraw into the city and all the people within a thousand feet behind the east city wall.

Immediately, the city boiled up, the people rushed, and the sergeants in line were dispersed, scrambling to stay away from the place of right and wrong.

The Jiejiao immortals are waiting, and the four Mo family brothers are also very particular, and are also waiting.

When the mortals were almost gone, Mo Lihong, Mo Li Qing, Mo Li Shou, and Mo Li Hai moved forward side by side, and the five Jiejiao immortals followed each other in the sky, as if they didn't intend to strike first.

Jiejiao Wanxian's character and arrogance are still there.

Mo Lihong shouted and asked, "Yang Jian! How dare you fight!"

"Why don't you dare?" Yang Jianfeng smiled lightly, "The four of you are the commander of Jiamengguan, and you are also ordered by the grand master to attack me Xiqi, so let's set up a battle, and we will fight against each other and compete."

Mo Lihai said coldly: "The army hasn't arrived yet, let's compete with each other."

"Oh? Since the soldiers and horses have not yet arrived, how do we determine who is the best?" Yang Jian gradually put away his smile, "Four, what do you think of conferring gods? And what do you think of the many powerful masters in the Taoist Triangle? Do you really regard this catastrophe as a child's play?"

Mo Lihai was about to speak harshly at that moment, but Mo Liqing preempted him and snatched the conversation back.

"As expected of True Monarch Erlang, in just a few words he made our four brothers enemies of the Daoist sect," Mo Lihai cupped his hands, holding a silver gun and carrying a jade pipa, although his appearance was a bit weird, but he did not lose his grace.

Mo Lihai said: "We are all acting according to orders, and we use our magical powers to repay the appreciation of Shang Jun and the trust of Grand Master Wen Zhong. We came here in a hurry today to save mortals from injuries and deaths."

Yang Jian looked at Jiejiao Immortal, and said: "Since that's the case, why did these people come here?"

"Yang Jian! Hand over the list of gods!" A Jiejiao immortal finally couldn't help but yelled at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's face remained unchanged, but Huang Tianhua and Jin Zha Mu Zha were also filled with righteous indignation.

Nezha was even more decisive, and he was about to charge into the air directly with his gun.

God list?

Yang Jian was also a little caught off guard.

Are these Jiejiao immortals here to win the list of gods?

If this is the case, all his previous speculations will become a joke.

Jin Zha stood on the parapet wall gracefully, with a fluttering brocade robe and a little bookish air.

Hearing him say: "The list of gods is something that I, the sage of teaching and teaching, ordered my brother to be in charge of. How dare you come here to snatch it. Are you really not paying attention to my disciples of teaching and teaching?"

Several Interceptors looked at each other, each hesitant.

"Heavenly Dao is the most precious treasure, and those who are virtuous will get it!" The female fairy who intercepted the teaching was eloquent, and retorted: "We are both in the same line of Taoism. Why can disciples of Chanjiao get it, but my disciples of Jiejiao can't?"

Nezha sneered, "You don't look good."

The female fairy was originally beautiful, but at this moment she was panting out of Nezha's muttering, and she was about to raise her sword and kill her.

The four generals of the Mo family took the lead in attacking, and Mo Lihai said: "In this case, it is useless to talk more! Let each one rely on his own ability!"

Mu Zha grasped the Wu hook sword, and said with a stiff neck: "What are you afraid of?"

Huang Tianhua's unrestrained posture didn't match his delicate face at all, and he laughed a few times while holding the flower basket, "Brother, let's see how powerful we are today!"

"Then what are the four brothers of the Mo family, let's go together!" Nezha showed supernatural powers, and his figure rushed into the air, standing opposite the four brothers of the Mo family.

Among the four generals of the Mo family, Mo Lihai immediately moved forward, and the other three stood in the air with a haughty look, and they would not besiege one by four.

Nezha and Mo Lihai were about to make a move. Both of them had lightning-fast eyes, and each held their guns. All eyes in the arena were also on the two of them, and the atmosphere froze to the climax...

Nezha raised his spear, and Mo Lihai also held the gun with both hands, but suddenly...

A beam of bright light pierced the sky and smashed straight into the city!

The landing point is the Yang Mansion!