The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Bring it."

The Virgin of the Golden Spirit floats on the cloud, and the cloud falls in front of the city. Her sapphire face showed no joy or anger at all, and there was a biting majesty.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun is sitting in meditation at the top of the city, his breath is weak, there is a terrible scar on his left arm, and his superb cultivation base has no strength to fight anymore.

"Today, I'm cutting off the list of gods, I don't want to kill," the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit said coldly, "Bring it here."

Yang Jian sat paralyzed on the chair, but remained so indifferent.

In front of such masters who are pressing across the field, any scheming is useless, and any strategy has no solution.

Yang Jianzhi was able to say: "I can't give it."

This is all I can do to maintain my self-esteem.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit held the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi in her left hand, and lightly tapped Yang Jian with her right hand.

Zhijian immediately stopped in front of Yang Jian. Before he could use half a spell and sacrifice half a magic weapon, a bloody hole suddenly opened on Zhijian's shoulder, and his mana was sealed by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

After Yang Jian died, Nezha and the others suddenly changed their expressions. Nezha looked at Qingxu Daodezhenjun's injury, then looked at the Holy Mother of Jinling, feeling a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart...

Even if the master is here, what can we do with this fairy?

In the sky, the immortals of the two sides separated again, but Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun and Wuyun Daxian had already fought hundreds of miles away, and they were still fighting fiercely at this moment.

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun really sold his strength and showed all his abilities, so that Immortal Wuyun couldn't help him for a while.

But in the sky, Zhao Gongming showed embarrassment, but restrained Taoist Huanglong to death, and did not give Taoist Huanglong a chance to fall or charge up.

"Yang Jian, I don't have much patience," the beautiful eyes of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit shone coldly, "Although I don't want to bully the younger generation, but in order to cut off the fate of many brothers and sisters, I have to give up my face!"

"Bullying? Junior?"

Yang Jian sneered, although he didn't know what was going on outside the town of Donghuang Bell, but he heard that the Chaos Bell rang twice and then never rang again, so he was also worried about the immortals who supported here.

But he has to do something anyway, even if it's just to delay some time, even if it's just for that extremely slim hope...

If the list of gods is intercepted and taken away, perhaps they will be the ones who break up in the end to explain the teachings!

The Holy Mother of Jinling is not cruel, it's just that the two sides have different positions. Yang Jian knew in his heart that at least she still read it for the sake of being a fellow Taoist, and didn't directly kill them.

"If I don't pay, what will happen today?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit remained silent, just watching Yang Jian calmly.

That look seemed to say that no matter how smooth and strategic Yang Jian was, she would never pay attention to her.

"I'll take it myself."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stretched out her hand to Yang Jian, Yang Jian suddenly smiled slightly, secretly transmitted the voice to Nezha and the others, and then slowly closed his eyes.

His body was blown away by the wind like quicksand just before the golden hand of the Holy Mother strangled his throat...

'Don't resist, she won't kill the junior disciple, the next thing, leave it to me. '

"Yuanshen?" The Holy Mother of Jinling followed the gust of wind, and her gaze immediately fell on the beautiful figure standing above the Yang residence.

This beautiful figure was holding a jade bowl, a little golden light flickered in the bowl, and as the golden light flowed, Yang Jian's figure condensed again.

Immediately afterwards, the figure sank towards the massive array arranged below.

"I really don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

The Holy Mother of Jin Ling sneered a little, turned around, and appeared above the Yang Mansion, looking down at Ao Xinke who was standing quietly above the white mist.

Ao Xinke nodded slightly, as if greeting the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and behind her, two dragon shadows slowly condensed the water element between the sky and the earth, and finally turned into two ferocious water dragons, entrenched behind her, raised their heads and roared.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit asked coldly, "You want to fight me?"

"If you want to hurt my husband, you are my life and death enemy."

Ao Xinke's words were very plain, but there was a firmness that could not be questioned.

A little strangeness flashed across the eyes of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and when she raised her left hand, the dragon and the tiger came out, appearing in the sky and the earth, roaring at the Yang family.

The two women, one is the princess of the Dragon Palace, who seldom walks around in the prehistoric world, because she married Yang Jian, she has a little reputation, and the Sushui Taixuan Dao she practiced has unpredictable power and inexplicable supernatural powers;

One is the second disciple of the Jiejiao sage, who overwhelmed the place with all his abilities, and defeated the Qingxu Daodezhenjun who held the five fire and seven bird fans in a short time, which made Yang Jian give up the incarnation directly and rely on Ao Xinke to take back the power of the soul.

The two women attacked almost at the same time, the dragon and the tiger entangled and rushed down, and the two water dragons roared upwards.

An inexplicable dao rhyme surged over Zhoucheng, as if forming a thin layer of water, enveloping Zhouducheng.

Feel carefully, this dao rhyme is actually coming from the palace!

On the high pavilion of the palace, Ji Fa held a sword and was kneeling down to pray for God to protect the people of Zhou Kingdom.

The way of heaven has a feeling, and it protects the people all over the city, so that the monks' fighting skills will not harm the common people.

This is also the case, the monks of the two sects who are fighting everywhere can do more freely, and don't have to worry about killing too many mortals by mistake and being entangled in karma, so that they will fall in the catastrophe.

The dragon and the tiger clashed, the water waves exploded, and the magic power rushed.

Ao Xinke immediately leaned back, a line of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, and her face became pale.

It's just a clash of moves, and the two men's mana cultivation levels will be judged!

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit leaned forward, and shadows of flying swords appeared around her, as if to force Ao Xinke to retreat.

But Ao Xinke seemed to have taken root under her feet, she stood there without moving, her beautiful eyes were full of anxiety.

She has been guarding the gate for Yang Jian, so she naturally knows that Yang Jian is now at the most critical moment of breakthrough, if he is interrupted, there may be consequences.

How can she retreat?

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit came here, and water arrows appeared behind Ao Xinke. In the blink of an eye, the water arrows filled the Yang Mansion, and the number exceeded ten thousand!

All arrows are fired!

Flying sword lasing!

Ao Xinke soared into the air, the Virgin of the Golden Spirit turned around, and fought with Ao Xinke right above the Yang Mansion.

Although Ao Xinke had the upper hand for a short time, she was then firmly suppressed by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and gradually had only the strength of a backhand, and the mana of a quasi-sacred cultivation was also being consumed rapidly.

But fortunately, the direction of the explosion of their mana is both upward or oblique, which did not cause too much impact on the power of heaven protecting Xiqi.

If not, the power of the two of them colliding with each other is enough to break through this layer of heavenly power.

The two of them fought, and the immortals who explained and cut off the teachings fought together again, and launched a small-scale but quite dangerous conquest of the immortal way in a radius of three thousand miles.

Among the people who participated in the battle, which one was not Da Luo Jinxian?

It's just that, in the realm of Da Luo, the supernatural powers are divided into high and low, and mana is high or low. Some are not as good as those golden immortals who are good at fighting, and some can already be called the generation of powerful and great supernatural powers.

In the air, Ao Xinke was gradually wrapped in water polo, and the body of the Virgin of the Golden Spirit was filled with golden light.

On the top of the city, Qingxu Daodezhenjun opened his eyes, and there was a little remorse in his eyes, regretting that he should not hold on to his identity, and did not call his nephew's wife for help...

If not, he and Ao Xinke might not be able to restrain the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit if they work together.

Of course, it can only be restrained.

It's just that at this time, Qingxu Daodezhenjun has no more power to make a move, so he can only watch from the sidelines.

when!

The bell sounded again from the top of the head, and all the immortals looked up, and it seemed that the chaotic clock was being bombarded.

Outside of the Chaos Bell Sealing Formation, there has already been a great battle!

A large number of immortals from Jiejiao and Chanjiao have arrived, Guangchengzi fights Taoist Duobao, Chi Jingzi fights Wudang Virgin... All the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao have opponents, and those Fuyuan immortals who are not well-known but powerful are also fighting against many masters of Jiejiao.

Taoist Zhunti, one of the six sages who was supposed to be aloof and invisible, was surrounded by several figures at this moment, and was violently attacked by them.

Master Yuding could not see the slightest bit of fatigue, and his whole body was still calm, which made Taoist Zhunti's eyes light up again and again, and he kept opening his mouth to save Huayuding and convert to Western religion.

Beside Yuding, Yun Zhongzi and Taiyi continued to use magic weapons to help them out. They didn't have the continuous supernatural powers of Yuding, facing such a saint, they could only use their own treasures to fight.

Taoist Zhunti seemed to simply prevent them from flying the Chaos Clock, and did not use any magical powers to counter them, and the wonderful tree of seven treasures never shone.

Such a battle has been rare since ancient times!

Although no one has fallen yet, most of the immortals are confused and have not fallen into a deadly battle.

The sky and the earth suddenly became extremely dark, and in this darkness, a little light gradually enlarged...

Daoist Ran Deng sat on the futon and flew here, just about to speak, to let the disciples of the two sects put aside their disputes and discuss something, when he heard two dragon chants, two golden dragons came killing him, leaving the deputy leader of the teaching without a chance to speak.

Taoist Ran Deng immediately activated his magical powers to break up the dragon and restore it to the golden scissors.

Qiong Xiao grabbed the golden jiao scissors and rushed forward with Bi Xiao. The two sisters stopped Taoist Ran Deng directly, and they were evenly divided.

"The deputy leader was also stopped? I'm afraid the next situation will be bad!"

"Why are the two saints of the Western religion blocking here? The Western religion wants to be our enemy?"

"Really, it's urgent, let's invite Master Saint to come out of the mountain!"

The immortals of Chanjiao became more and more urgent to attack, and the immortals of Jiejiao gradually formed a formation, completely resisting the attack of these immortals of Chanjiao and protecting the Chaos Clock.

As long as the bell is there, Xiqi will be cut off, and no one can break into Xiqi except the saint!

This is the dominance of one of the three treasures of Kaitian!

Under the Chaos Clock, above Zhou Capital City.

Ao Xinke fought with the Virgin of the Golden Spirit for dozens of rounds, and the latter sacrificed the dragon and tiger Ruyi again. At this time, Ao Xinke didn't have much mana to resist, so she bit her shallow lip and watched the flying dragon and tiger.

"Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit! Don't hurt my siblings!"

There was a sudden howling sound in the city, and a huge sword rose into the sky!

At the same time, there was an old man behind Ao Xinke. With a wry smile on his face, he looked towards the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit in front of him.

White Pond!

"In ancient times, it was hard to find a woman with such a cultivation level in the world."

Bai Ze raised his hand, and a picture scroll flew out from his cuff. The scroll unfolded slowly. The scroll was only half in size, but it contained great power, as if a small thousand worlds were slowly unfolding.

The new picture of Bai Ze's monster!

The sword light slashed at the tiger's neck, and the scroll blocked the dragon shape!

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit raised her hand, and Long Hu Ruyi returned it to her hand. Looking at the three figures blocking him in front of her, the patience in her heart was exhausted.