The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Lu Chunyang came with his sword on his back, and stood beside Ao Xinke, afraid of offending, he didn't dare to look at Ao Xinke's face, so he just asked:

"Where did that guy go? Why do you have to kill your life here alone? It's really embarrassing to our men."

Bai Ze also cursed twice with a smile, and then looked at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit who had begun to accumulate mana in front of him, and cried out in his heart.

This killing god, even if the two demon emperors of ancient times attacked at the same time, if there were no treasures such as the Chaos Clock and the Heluo Map, they would not be able to take her down at all...

Bai Ze sighed: "The disciples cultivated by the saints are truly amazing."

"That goes without saying," Lu Chunyang stood there with his hands behind his back, the sword finger in his left hand was trembling slightly, and he was injured by the blow just now.

On the other hand, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit...

Except that the attack just now was blocked, there was no damage at all; on the contrary, the aura in his body was burning like a flame, as if it was going to swallow up the three people in front of him in an instant.

They seemed to be chatting, but they were actually sending voices to Ao Xinke. Later, the two of them resisted and let her escape first.

But Ao Xinke just pursed her lips and shook her head, not agreeing at all.

If she leaves, who will protect my husband?

But this sentence cannot be said directly, otherwise it will reveal that Yang Jian is hiding underground in the Yang Mansion.

"Eastern Prince," the Holy Mother of Jinling looked at Lu Chunyang, and just said, "Do you want to die?" Lu Chunyang really couldn't breathe and almost choked himself to death.

"I shouldn't intervene in the matter of Taoism," Bai Ze said with a smile, "but the two of us have a close personal relationship with Yang Jian, and we can't witness his wife's accident. Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, have you thought about it, today you took away the list of gods, and the two religions will live and die separately in this place."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't say a word, just walked forward slowly.

Bai Ze took a breath and continued: "The list of gods always comes from the heavenly court. No matter who owns it, everything has been fixed on it. Heavenly Dao will monitor, even if you and I resist again, what can we change?"

"Get out of the way if you don't want to die!" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit suddenly yelled, her long hair fluttering, her skirt fluttering, she was so glamorous!

But under this glamorous beauty, there is a suffocating strength!

The dragon and the tiger appear as they wish, and the four elephant pagodas appear!

The small blood-colored pagoda floated above her head, shedding rays of light; Longhu Ruyi let out bursts of roars of dragons and tigers, condensing vast mana.

The Da Luo Jinxian who fought within a thousand miles were forced to retreat by this magic power, unable to get close to Zhou Capital City at all.

And the people of Zhou Capital City looked up at the sky, as if the sky was collapsing, and the sky would collapse in the next moment.

If an ordinary quasi-sage casts a spell, it would only take a moment to destroy Zhou's capital city; and the Golden Spirit Virgin... If she really wanted to destroy Xiqi, perhaps it would only take one palm to shatter the entire Zhou Kingdom.

Seeing this, Bai Ze muttered in his heart again, he really didn't want to step into this muddy water.

"Two, let's go."

Ao Xinke said quietly, and stood in front of the two of them.

Jade light flickered on her forehead, and gradually two lovely dragon horns appeared, leading in her hands, and the phantom of a long sword slowly condensed, crossed the barrier of the chaotic clock, and landed in her hands.

Bai Ze lost his voice and said, "The ultimate treasure of the Dragon Clan, the Falling Phoenix Sword?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit narrowed her eyes slightly, and her figure exploded!

Almost at the same time, Ao Xinke rushed forward holding the Luofeng Sword, and the air explosion caused was like a dragon chant from nine heavens.

A wave of reckless dragon prestige raged between the heaven and the earth!

This is the secret method of the dragon clan, and it is also a supernatural power that cannot be used until it is desperate!

"I really can't see Yang Jian's wife lost here!" Lu Chunyang glanced at Bai Ze, "Old man, I'm on it!"

After Lu Chunyang said that, he appeared directly in the sky, squeezed his sword fingers, and unsheathed the long sword behind his back. He circled between the sky and the earth for a while, and finally rushed towards the battle group between Ao Xinke and Our Lady of the Golden Spirit.

"Why!"

Bai Ze sighed in disappointment, patted his thigh, and hurried forward, using the unfinished picture of Bai Ze's spirit to protect Ao Xinke's whole body.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit started a real fire, and she fought like a madman; Ao Xinke was eager to protect her husband, and she was almost desperate. Even though she was protected by the projection of the Luofeng Sword, she was still vomiting blood after being beaten.

There is an absolute gap in strength between the two!

Bai Ze hurriedly shouted: "Yang Jian's daughter-in-law has kept the green hills, so she is not afraid of running out of firewood! Go back!"

Ao Xinke sent her voice back: "I can't retreat... My husband is retreating below... I can't retreat!"

"Whenever, this bastard is still in retreat!" Bai Ze gritted his teeth and cursed, urging Bai Ze Jingweitu with all his strength, using his quasi-sage cultivation to defuse Ao Xinke's bombardment from the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit again and again.

However, even if his and Ao Xinke's mana were combined together, it would not be half of the Golden Spirit Virgin!

After fighting for twenty rounds, the dragon and tiger Ruyi collided with the phantom of the long sword in Ao Xinke's hand, and the projection of the dragon's treasure, the Phoenix Sword, was blown to pieces!

Longhu Ruyi bumped into Ao Xinke's chest, directly breaking several ribs, almost knocking her soul out of her body...

Ao Xinke fell powerlessly in the air, her face was as white as paper, her breath was weak, and a stream of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit waved her hand, and the mixed magic power left by the fighting skills of the few of them directly turned into a billow of vitality and was sucked into the wishful dragon and tiger.

In an instant, her aura was a bit stronger than before the fight, without any loss at all.

Lu Chunyang let out a long cry, and charged forward with his sword raised; the Virgin of the Golden Spirit didn't even look at him, and the Four Elephants Pagoda pressed her head down. Before Lu Chunyang could make any response, he was directly hit on the forehead by the Four Elephants Pagoda, and his figure fell like flakes.

Seeing this, Bai Ze stepped back, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit saw the old man smile shyly and spread his hands.

"I admit defeat, you are easy, I want to live a few more years with this old bone."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit snorted, and her figure rushed towards the misty Yang Mansion.

Bai Ze rushed to save Lu Chunyang, and stuffed a few elixirs into Lu Chunyang's mouth, barely saving Lu Chunyang...

"Hiss!" Lu Chunyang slumped there powerlessly, and said in a low voice, "Sage disciples are really not something we can resist."

Bai Ze said: "These six sages all relied on their meritorious deeds to become saints, so they must be unwilling to do so. It is reasonable for the disciples who have been cultivated carefully to be so strong."

"Where did she go?"

Bai Ze looked down at the Yang Mansion in the city, just in time, a tornado blew up in the Yang Mansion, one after another formations and restrictions were shattered.

Where did Yang Jian go? What retreat, such a situation, but still not showing up?

Both Bai Ze and Lu Chunyang believed that Yang Jian would never abandon his wife and run for his life alone, but the scene in front of him was really incomprehensible.

"Yang Jian!"

The shouts of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit spread throughout Zhou Capital City, and the fairies and mortals in the Yang Mansion fainted at the same time.

The Divine Consciousness of the Holy Mother of Jinling swept across the ground, and she didn't notice the place where Yang Jian was retreating for a while, her eyes were about to move away...

"Three thousand feet underground!" A cry suddenly came from the cloud, and the long-eared Dingguang Immortal came riding the cloud and said with a smile, "Then Yang Jian is hiding three thousand feet underground."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit nodded, and checked again with her spiritual sense, and she found the clues of Yang Jian's hiding place.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit raised her hand and tapped lightly on the ground, a flying sword was about to sink into the soil.

However, a beautiful figure rushed over from the side, stretched out his hand, and barely grabbed Feijian.

The blood dripped, and the mana contained on the flying sword almost cut off her palm...

Ao Xinke's face was pale, and she fell to the ground, but she still stretched out her left hand as hard as she could, grabbing the flying sword in her hand.

"Why did you do this?" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said coldly, and dozens of flying swords appeared behind her.

Ao Xinke clutched her chest, floated up slowly, condensed her mana, and wanted to continue to block a few more attacks, saying in her mouth: "My husband is currently in retreat, and I ask the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit to raise her noble hand, so don't ruin his chance to practice."

"Hmph, as long as he handed over the list of gods, why would I bother to do it?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit shouted coldly: "Yang Jian! Are you really going to be a coward and let your Taoist partner fight for you outside?!"

"Husband is closing the door to death, absolutely not!"

"Xinke..."

A soft call came from the side, and Ao Xinke's delicate body trembled slightly, almost unable to stand still.

Some empty figures slowly emerged, standing behind Ao Xinke, holding her in his arms, looking down at the injuries on her body, his face livid.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit sneered, "It's only the primordial spirit here, so what if I captured your primordial spirit?"

"Is the second disciple of the dignified Jiejiao sage so unreasonable?" Yang Jian murmured softly, "Injuring my wife and destroying my house, I originally thought about the family of the three religions, so as not to send too many Jiejiao masters to the list of gods."

"But starting today...everyone who falls into my hands from the Jiejiao sect will go to the list of gods!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit nodded lightly, raised her hand, and drew out a handful of flying swords, still just saying: "Bring it."

"call……"

Yang Jian let out a long breath of relief, and suddenly took another big breath. The incarnation of the soul stomped on the ground. There was a rumbling sound underground in Yang's mansion, and a bottomless hole quietly appeared in the ground.

Ao Xinke shouted impatiently: "Husband!"

Yang Jian patted her on the shoulder, hugged her horizontally, turned his back to the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, took two steps, and placed her in the gazebo in the flower garden.

In the big hole, there seems to be light shining.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit frowned, waiting quietly, hoping to see what waves Yang Jian could make.

"Husband..." Ao Xinke grabbed the corner of Yang Jian's incarnation of Yuanshen.

"You can rest easy and recuperate, just leave it to me."

Ao Xinke's eyes trembled, then she nodded slightly.

Yang Jian turned around, looked at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and just said: "Go and fight outside the city."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit nodded, as if appreciating Yang Jian's courage, her figure flashed, and she appeared in the sky thousands of feet high, her eyes fixed on the ruins of Yang's mansion.

The light floating from the big hole in Yang's mansion became more and more clear. Yang Jian's incarnation of Yuanshen took two steps and floated at the entrance of the cave. When something flew out of it, Yuanshen entered into it...

Bai Ze lost his voice: "That's it! What kind of monster is that!"

"What's going on..." Lu Chunyang's mouth was also dry, and his eyelids twitched slightly.

Slowly, the thing that Yang Fu flew into the air, attracting everyone's eyes and spiritual sense to check.

Immortals and gods are shocked!

It should be a person, but there is no human appearance at all. There are blood stains all over his body, up and down, and there are countless 'unique weapons' passing through his body.

Even the well-informed Twelve Golden Immortals, Qingxu Daodezhenjun couldn't help squinting his eyes, feeling inexplicably frightened.

Boom!

The sound of a heartbeat like a bell and drum came from that 'monster', like a war drum.