The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian's hand really shook the waists of the two masters of interception.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit did not expect that Yang Jian would attack the Chaos Clock after being away from the Chaos Clock, which was really unexpected.

This spear shadow cast too quickly, and it also contained the charm of opening the sky, even the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the Great Immortal Wuyun couldn't stop it in time.

The gazes of the three of them, and the gazes of the immortals of the two sects who were fighting everywhere in Xiqi, all involuntarily followed the shadow of the gun...

Dazzling, with the utmost sharpness, as if no one could touch it, just like that, rushed towards the big bell floating between the virtual and the real.

This is the first time that the birth of the Chaos Clock did not cause competition among the immortals.

Even the master of the Chaos Clock had already withdrawn and left, but still no one reached out to the clock. Some tried to knock the clock into the air, while others protected the Great Desolate Clock and used it to suppress the world.

Yang Jian's attack was beyond everyone's expectations.

It seemed that the groggy sky was pierced by this ray of light, breaking through the sky, breaking through the universe and chaos, and hitting the clock wall fiercely.

when!

The Chaos Clock rose high towards the other side, and the mysterious dao rhyme that had been sealing off the land of Xiqi suddenly broke!

opened?

Yang Jian's eyes were full of surprises, and before he could shout out, a black ball had already hit him in front of him!

The Heaven Opening Form he displayed was a head-on confrontation with Wu Yun Daxian's supernatural power. Although it wiped out most of the power of this black ball that seemed to be able to swallow everything, but because the cultivation bases of the two spellcasters were too different, the Sky Opening Form was so mysterious that it was eventually crushed by this black ball...

This is the power to break the universe, and it is the most powerful supernatural power of Immortal Wuyun!

However, before this moment, Yang Jian had just been emptied of his own profound energy and Xuangang by the two offensives of Kaitian 1st Form and Kaitian 7th Form, and his body was empty!

puff!

The blood from Yang Jian's mouth spurted out, his body was 'bumped' by the black ball, and his chest was clearly sunken!

The black ball seemed to have encountered an obstacle that could not be crushed, and began to spin rapidly, throwing out streams of magic power containing the law of collapse, like a long whip, and slapped Yang Jian quickly.

This is Yang Jian. If it were someone else, even a quasi-sage master, his immortal body and soul would have been torn apart by this black ball!

Seeing this, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit still refused to give up. Driven by her eight arms, she blasted and killed Yang Jian's upside-down body with one after another magical powers and magic weapons!

She didn't mean to add insult to injury, because she knew that this was the best time to take Yang Jian down quickly!

This indestructible stone, if you don't do it like this, you don't know how many hours it will take to break through!

But the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't notice, because the shadow of the gun that Yang Jian shot with all his might, suppressed the Chaos Clock here, and was blown away a little...

If the Chaos Clock releases a 'circle cover', a 'hole' appears at the root of the cover, and spiritual consciousness from the outside world rushes in immediately.

It just so happened that they saw Yang Jian being sent flying by Wuyun Daxian's natal supernatural powers, and saw the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit casting spells with all her strength, blasting Yang Jian with a burst of mana that could instantly kill Da Luo...

"you!"

Suddenly there was an angry reprimand from the top of his head, full of anger and hatred!

"How dare you deceive my apprentice like this!"

Real person Yuding?

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit immediately looked up, and Immortal Wuyun also stopped her forward figure.

The two of them frowned at the same time, and they felt that their faces were dull and shameless.

"Yang Jian!" Daoist Taiyi's voice trembled, and the dignified man with great supernatural powers turned his words a little upside down at this time, "Don't lose your life! Give them whatever they want! You are useless uncles and uncles, and you are so humiliated by being cut off from teaching! It really hurts me! Shame me!"

The immortals of Jiejiao frowned in unison, while the immortals of Chanjiao were furious. The originally tepid fighting style suddenly started to ignite!

It's one thing for the Immortal Jiejiao to feel ashamed, but what left them dumbfounded is...

Yang Jian, who was hit head-on by Wu Yun Daxian's supernatural power and was beaten so many times by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, stood up slowly in the air...

really?

The Great Immortal Wu Yun and the Virgin of the Golden Spirit are fake, right?

On Jin'ao Island, the two big men who rank among the top five under the sage's sect must have taught the transformation of the celestial beings, right?

How could it be impossible to beat Yang Jian to death?

Yang Jian spat out another mouthful of blood with a wow, as the saying goes, ten drops of blood and one drop of essence, he really suffered a big loss today...

"Master!" Yang Jian raised his head and shouted, taking a sharp breath, and the depression in his chest slowly bulged.

"Hahaha!" He laughed suddenly, "The two Jiejiao elders are here to teach me how to practice! I'm fine!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, his long hair was loose, but his body stood upright, "It's worth it to learn the supernatural powers of two contemporary masters!"

Daoist Yuding's fingers stuck into the flesh of his palm, and there was a surge of madness on his usually emotionless generous face.

Clay figurines still have three parts of soil!

"Step aside!"

Yu Ding yelled angrily, and was about to rush to the gap where the Chaos Bell suppressed the formation.

But before he left, the Zhunti saint with a miserable face, as if all living beings owed him a belief, had appeared in front of him strangely.

"The half hour that Pindao said has not yet arrived, I am afraid that my nephew will not be able to make it through."

"Zhunti Saint!" Yuding gritted his teeth and shouted, without any other words, but seemed to be tortured and blamed.

All the immortals were silent, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the Great Immortal Wuyun were also a little shocked.

Judging from Zhunti's words, this saint seems to have been blocking Yuding?

The two of them naturally knew what this meant, and what it meant——Yu Ding had the strength of a war saint!

But thinking about it is also a little relieved.

This apprentice has just practiced Taoism for a long time, and he is already so difficult to deal with. His physical body has reached a level that they have almost never heard of, comparable to the twelve ancestor witches in ancient times; it seems reasonable that this master can fight against the saint without being suppressed by the saint.

The real master among the second generation of Chanjiao was actually the silent Yuding...

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and Immortal Wuyun looked at each other, and the latter immediately rushed to the gap where the Chaos Bell suppressed the formation, preventing the immortals outside from rushing into it.

And the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit immediately rushed towards Yang Jian. She had already been aroused by Yang Jian, and she finally vomited blood from Yang Jian. How could she let go of this opportunity?

Seeing this situation, Master Yuding was really anxious. Regardless of the strong attack on the saint Ti, the situation in the world changed, and the whole prehistoric five continents could feel the fighting spirit and anger rising from the sky.

There is indeed a big gap between a virtuous saint and a real saint who proves the way with strength.

After all, Yuding, to put it bluntly, was just a "loser" who had failed dozens of times to prove the way with strength, but when he broke out at this time, he had the strength to fight against the meritorious saints who ranked lower.

This battle is destined to imprint the name of Master Yuding in the wild world.

During the fierce battle, real Yuding suddenly shouted: "Who can save my apprentice!"

"I'll go!" The figure of Daoist Taiyi suddenly fell, and when Yun Zhongzi saw this, more than a dozen immortals who were closer to the opening of the chaotic clock rushed towards the opening with anger on their faces.

A beam of starlight came from the sky and shone on the chaotic clock; the chaotic clock, which was deflected by Yang Jian from below, began to slowly return to its normal position.

At the same time, Immortal Wuyun held up a dark cloud to block the gap.

At the same time as more than a dozen Immortals of Interpretation rushed towards this place, a similar number of Immortals of Jiejiao came to intercept them.

In the blink of an eye, around the Chaos Clock, there were dozens of figures fighting against the coercion of the saint.

This time, it was no longer you doing one move and another, politely feeding each other moves, but the magical weapons and supernatural powers came out together, and in a blink of an eye, several immortals of the two sects were wounded and bleeding.

Taoist Zhunti didn't care about the situation here at all, and continued to "easily" stop Reverend Yuding, and kept opening his mouth, but he couldn't shake Reverend Yuding's mind at all.

The dignity of a saint cannot be lost.

These...Yang Jian has seen it all.

The master is fighting the saint, and the immortals are shedding blood to save him. In this world, countless thoughts are rushing to him and pushing him...

He suddenly felt that he was completely useless, to be in such a situation, to...

In his body, he was severely injured by the blow just now, and the nine mysterious beads on his back all had tiny cracks, and nearly half of the mysterious beads in his body were misplaced.

But there was a strong fighting spirit in Yang Jian's heart, an extremely strong desire to survive.

So many master immortals are desperately trying to save him, if he gives up just like that, who will he be worthy of?

Sorry who!

"Master! Uncle! Fellow disciples!"

Yang Jian suddenly shouted: "I will definitely not die today!"

Daoist Yuding never uttered a single word, but with a single thought, he manifested the sword intent of the world, with a single thought, he exhausted the magical powers of Taoism, with a single thought, he gathered wind, fire, water and earth, and with a single thought he turbulent the Three Realms!

Saint Zhunti glanced at Yang Jian. If he hadn't been too embarrassing to deal with Yang Jian directly at this time, he might have killed Yang Jian here.

This is really a great disaster for the master and the student, as far as Western religion is concerned.

It is the destiny for the Western religion to prosper, and no one can resist it!

"All goodness is Bodhi."

The wonderful tree of seven treasures in the hands of the Zhunti sage finally began to bloom...

Yang Jian stared at this scene with cold eyes, and his sight and consciousness released were immediately disturbed by the offensive of the Golden Spirit Virgin.

He let out a low growl, and the eighty-one profound beads in his body trembled slightly. In this short period of time, the profound energy and profound handle that had recovered one-third surged out.

war!

The three-pointed two-edged gun completely gave up defense, and launched an offensive against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit without fear of death. Although most of the offensives were blocked by the opponent, Yang Jian became crazier, and his shots became smoother...

The physical body seems to be reaching its limit soon.

In the sky, the connection with the outside world's spiritual consciousness was suddenly cut off; the Chaos Clock returned to its place again, but dozens of figures had rushed into the place where the Chaos Clock sealed off, and another battle continued.

Immortal Wuyun directly protected under the Chaos Bell, blocking the attack of the Chanjiao Immortals on this big bell.

Immortals from the two sects who were originally fighting here also fell into a deadly battle, and the fighting spirit was burning wantonly, and several immortals have fallen one after another...

"The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit! Fight me!"

Master Taiyi's cold voice rang out in the air, Yun Zhongzi stopped the falling enemy, and Master Taiyi, dressed in red, charged fiercely.

Seeing this, Yang Jian turned the three-pointed and two-edged spear, and headed straight for the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

Flanking back and forth?

Murderous intent looms in the icy eyes of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, with eight arms in the air, so what if one is against two!

"Junior Sister Shiji's enmity should also be settled today!"