The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Facing the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Yang Jian is not completely powerless to fight back, and he can also play one or two offensives when he is healthy.

Although the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit could not be hurt, it was not just being beaten and not resisting.

But facing the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the Great Immortal Wuyun at the same time, Yang Jian really had no power to fight back, and even the mysterious body began to feel a little difficult...

Although after leaving the customs, the strength of the physical body far exceeds Yang Jian's own expectations, and he has an "invincible" posture; but the one who can be truly invincible can only be a saint, not a single tyrannical physical body.

Yang Jian naturally understands this truth-although his physical body is strong, it should have a limit to bear it.

If it exceeds this limit, I'm afraid he will collapse directly...

Manjusri pretended to be invincible, so Wuyun Daxian had to join in the 'bombing' array against Yang Jian. How could Yang Jian not see through this master's plan? It's just that Manjusri's conspiracy is overt, he can't point it out.

Thus, the angry second disciple of Tongtian Jiaozhu, together with the head of the Seven Immortals accompanying Tongtian Jiaozhu, the two top figures in the sect religion, joined forces to deal with the third generation of disciples of Chanjiao.

Immortal Wuyun felt a little awkward when he thought about it like this. He has a simple appearance and a square personality, and he felt that it would be embarrassing to do so.

And when he started to kill Yang Jian with supernatural powers, Immortal Wu Yun also felt the 'hardness' of Yang Jian, which was almost an innate treasure.

I don't know how much that vast mana has been spent in this shot...

Immortal Wuyun and Our Lady of Jinling stopped their movements tacitly, staring at the huge 'depression' that was blown out by their two immortals.

Thousands of years later, this place should become a beautiful lake.

At the lowest point of the depression, a figure is still standing there firmly, holding a three-pointed double-edged gun, except for a little shortness of breath, redness and swelling on the left face, and a little bit of embarrassment, there is almost no injury.

Really unscathed?

Yang Jian's family understands their own affairs, and his soul was damaged a lot in the previous wave of offensive, even if he was only shocked by the aftermath of the physical body, it was not something his soul could resist.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is about to strike again, she really doesn't believe that Yang Jian can persist under her offensive.

Wuyun Daxian had already figured out a way to deal with Yang Jian, and secretly sent a message, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit couldn't help but stop, and nodded slightly after thinking for a while.

"Yang Jian," the Holy Mother of Jinling has recovered her clear and pure Dao heart at this time, without anger or anger, "Hand over the list of gods, if not, today I will seal you in the magic treasure forever."

Seal the town?

Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit only thought of this idea at this time.

In fact, there is no need for those trapped spirit treasures. If you want to deal with Yang Jian at this time, you only need a more complicated maze to keep Yang Jian trapped in it and unable to exert his own strength.

Yang Jian reminded: "The list of gods is on me. If the two of you can't kill me, you won't be able to take it away today."

"You really think I can't kill you?" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit threatened coldly.

Yang Jian replied in a leisurely manner: "It seems that you, uncle, have said this before."

"What courage, let's see Bao again!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit moved her eight arms together, and the dragon and tiger Ruyi transformed into a double form of a dragon and a tiger, and roared away at Yang Jian again.

It was another round of bombardment, and Yang Jian was also struggling to fight back. If he could stop it with a three-pointed double-edged gun, he would use a three-pointed double-edged gun to stop it...

Immortal Wuyun didn't make a move, but was thinking about how to deal with Yang Jian.

Today is to take away the list of gods, if Yang Jian cannot be seriously injured, or Yang Jian is killed, the list of gods cannot be taken away.

Even if they use formations to trap Yang Jian and magical treasures to temporarily accept Yang Jian, as long as they leave this place, they will immediately be surrounded by Chanjiao, and they will not be able to trap Yang Jian for too long.

Such a monster is really tricky...

Immortal Wuyun pondered a little, gritted his teeth, and began to do it with all his strength.

Today, even if you smash the land of thousands of miles in the prehistoric world and bear a little punishment from heaven, you will still smash Yang Jian's invincible defense!

If not, Yang Jian will be able to take advantage of the subsequent catastrophe of conferring the gods, and break through two or three times, but it will really become a major disaster to stop teaching.

As soon as Wuyun Daxian exerted all his strength, Yang Jian below immediately complained.

In fact, every time the body is hit, no matter how strong or how strong the mana is, the force it receives will be partly dissipated by the Xuangang inside and outside the body, and then partly borne by the body;

The two top masters bombarded him with magical powers and magic weapons time and time again. Every time they hit his body, the profound blood in his body would lightly vibrate, and eighty-one profound beads trembled at the same time.

By this time of the fight, he had already suffered a lot of hidden injuries, and he had to endure it so that he didn't vomit blood.

But what worries Yang Jian the most is the nine mysterious beads in the big bones of the spine that have begun to radiate unstable...

These nine profound beads have never been perfect and have slight flaws.

Now, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and Wuyun Daxian are like two swordsmiths, bombarding Yang Jian, the iron stone, with magic power.

The other seventy-two profound beads are safe for the time being, but the nine mysterious beads in the large spine have already begun to show tiny invisible cracks...

Even if the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the Great Immortal Wuyun had no other powerful magical powers or magic weapons, I couldn't hold on for an hour!

Yang Jian was a little anxious in his heart. After thinking about it, he couldn't sit still like this.

Stop the offensive from above...

"Yang Jian," Wuyun Daxian said aloud, "Pindao has a supernatural power that can crush all things in the world, and he can suppress and kill you. If you don't hand over the list of gods right now, Pindao doesn't want to do this to your nephews."

When Yang Jian heard the words, his figure floated out of the big pit, and he replied with a smile: "My nephew also has a supernatural power, which can break through everything in the world, or hurt the two seniors. Considering that the two are elders, I didn't use this method."

"Heh," said the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, "Although I don't know how you can make your body strong, but your body is only strong, why should you be afraid?"

"Master Jin Ling doesn't believe it?" Yang Jian's words were quite provocative, "Why don't we make a bet, if I have supernatural powers that can hurt you, you will retreat today, how about it?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit shook her head expressionlessly, making Yang Jian's plan come to nothing.

The Holy Mother of Jinling said: "Take this son as soon as possible, it's too late, I'm afraid something will happen."

"That's all," Wuyun Daxian sighed softly, raised his left hand, and aimed at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian saw the opportunity, and immediately rushed straight up.

But he had just rushed out a thousand feet, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit had already appeared above his head.

With long hair fluttering and golden light shining, she seemed to be wearing a long golden dress, and her eight arms reappeared, which could kill Da Luo's fierce offensive in seconds, and blasted at Yang Jian without reservation.

As a power of this level, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is so ingenious in her control of mana, she can put all her strength on Yang Jian without any deviation without too much effort.

The big pit below was purely a burst of powerful mana blasting on Yang Jian's body. Yang Jian's body released some force towards the surroundings, thus breaking the mountains and rivers and digging out the pit.

The way up was blocked by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and Immortal Wuyun was brewing supernatural powers there, and Yang Jian's heart was full of warning signs.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Wuyun Daxian, but saw that there was a black ball in the palm of Wuyun Daxian's palm; looking carefully, where was the black ball?

Yang Jianxuan stood up to warn, but Yang Jian resisted the two bombardments of Longhu Ruyi, turned around, and rushed towards Wuyun Daxian.

With his strength, how can he block Immortal Wuyun's supernatural powers?

But Yang Jian still rushed over without any hesitation.

There was some admiration in the beautiful eyes of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, but his subordinates did not show mercy. They threw out magical powers one after another, and beat Yang Jian so hard that he couldn't move forward in a straight line.

The figure zigzags in the air, and the forward speed is also very slow.

This will not work at all!

"Yang Jian!" Wuyun Great Immortal shouted, "It's still too late to admit defeat and surrender. What happened today is enough for you to shock the prehistoric world, and you cannot be held accountable for explaining the teachings!"

"All I ask is to be safe!"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and shouted, turned his figure around, and finally displayed his magical powers.

Seventy-two changes!

A dexterous cloud-piercing swallow turned around, as fast as lightning, and escaped the bombardment of several treasures;

Immediately after that, another golden roc appeared. The big roc spread its wings and resisted two attacks from the Virgin of the Golden Spirit. The big roc raised its head and screamed!

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit threw several supernatural powers at the Jinpeng's back. Although the strike was swift, it hit nothing again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Yang Jian performed seven changes in a row, one fast and one slow, one big and one small, so as to avoid most of the offensive of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit in this short period of time, and his figure rushed a hundred feet away from the Wuyun Great Immortal.

"Useless work!"

Immortal Wu Yun looked a little anxious, as if he couldn't bear to see Yang Jian, a wizard of the sect, lost in his own hands.

In the palm of his left hand, the ball of nothingness has a diameter of one foot!

Ever since this 'black ball' appeared, the warning sign in Yang Jian's heart has never stopped.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stopped her offensive and looked at Yang Jian and Wuyun Daxian with a frown. She might also be a little curious in her heart, wanting to see what other methods Yang Jian had other than rough skin and thick flesh.

Suddenly, Yang Jian closed his eyes, and the world seemed to stand still for an instant...

Never felt so clear!

A figure of a giant appeared in Yang Jian's heart. He opened up the world and stood upright; he fought against three thousand gods and demons, and he had an unyielding fighting spirit.

There seemed to be a flash of inspiration in my mind, and when the giant swung the ax to slash, the mysterious trajectory of the ax crossed appeared.

Almost subconsciously, the tip of the three-pointed double-edged gun also drew this mark, and Yang Jian's Xuangang and Xuanqi were taken away by nearly half...

With a vertical slash, a dazzling arc of light 'slowly' formed and 'slowly' flew forward.

This slowness is an illusion caused by extreme speed!

Open the day!

What kind of person is Wuyun Daxian? Since I saw the power of Yang Jian's move.

With a shake of his left hand, the black ball was thrown out, and the magic power gushed out from Wu Yun Daxian's body, covering his figure.

But, it's not over yet!

The long spear that Yang Jian slashed down suddenly swung horizontally, crossed a semi-circular trajectory, and stabbed again in front of him!

It's still the rhyme of Kaitian Dao!

The seventh form of opening the sky!

Nearly half of the Profound Handle's profound energy was drawn away again, and the three-pointed and two-edged spear let out a resounding dragon cry, and with a single point of the spear tip, it burst into incomparably brilliant brilliance!

The giant in Yang Jian's heart seemed to be standing behind Yang Jian for a moment, holding a big axe, and the ax blade was slashing forward.

A shadow of a gun, like an arrow leaving the string, chased the arc of light in front, and rushed towards Wuyun Daxian...

wrong!

These two offensives are not aimed at Immortal Wuyun!

The arc of light hit the black ball, but the shadow of the gun flashed across the two sides. At the moment when Wuyun Daxian and Jinling Shengma couldn't stop it, it drew a long trail and rushed towards the ups and downs in the sky...

Chaos Clock!