The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Since the beginning of the prehistoric world, there have been countless heydays in the world.

The heavens and the earth are like an oven, roasting all spirits and catastrophizing all beings.

Just in this world, there have been too many amazing and peerless figures, leaving too many fascinating allusions.

Zulong and Shifeng, those were unrivaled powers before the Three Qing Dynasty became enlightened, and when the monster race was still just seedlings, they were the true overlords of the world, overwhelming all the innate beings.

It was also these two clans' struggle for hegemony that forcibly shattered the originally boundless wild land into the three thousand great worlds it is today.

How many masters there were in that battle, and how far the strongest reached, no one knows except the dragon clan who lived in seclusion in the world, the phoenix clan who sank into the undead volcano, and those ancient powerful people who have lived from the beginning of the sky to today.

In this great battle of shattering the prehistoric, the Feng Clan faced the masters of the Dragon Clan dozens of times stronger than their own clan, and fought to the end, relying on the magical power of the Phoenix Clan, which can be called heaven-defying——

Nirvana.

If the phoenix is ​​seriously injured and on the verge of death, it will activate the technique of nirvana, wrap itself in the fire of immortality, and rekindle it for a lifetime.

Resurrection from death is for Nirvana.

For a long time, mentioning 'Nirvana' is equivalent to mentioning 'Feng Clan'. Except for the unbelievable supernatural powers of Shenfeng, I have never heard of any great power or race in the world that can perform Nirvana.

Yang Jian did it.

Although it was a bit muddled, it was still done.

If he only used that phoenix feather to 'nirvana' once, then that would be fine.

But the sixth stage of the Bajiu Xuangong's "Yanfa", the natal supernatural power comprehended by Yang Jian is Nirvana!

Of course, it is impossible for him to fully reproduce the Nirvana of the Phoenix Clan. He was born in the Human Clan, so no matter how miraculous the Xuan Body is, it is still different from the Phoenix Clan.

There are still many imperfections and imperfections in this magical power, but at the very least, if Yang Jian encounters danger in the future, he can be reborn from a drop of blood, fueled by the energy of his whole body, ignite the divine fire, and reshape his real body...

As for where the incompleteness lies, I will not mention it for the time being.

For the first time in Nirvana, with the help of Phoenix feathers, Yang Jian not only healed from his injuries, but also the nine mysterious beads on his spine were sublimated and transformed due to the power of Nirvana reshaping.

Simply put, Yang Jian's current mysterious body is the most perfect state he can achieve in his current state!

It is three points harder than the previous tough fight against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the Wuyun Great Immortal!

The sentence "Who wants to kill me" turned the anger into the cold hatred in my heart.

His eyes swept over the fighting gods all over the sky, and he lowered his head and said a few words in the ear of the jade woman he was hugging. Her figure quietly disappeared, and she went to rest in the belt of the black turtle.

Yang Jian said, "Leave it to me."

Ao Xinke was inexplicably at ease, looked at Yang Jian's profile, and finally closed her eyes gently.

Xuangang turned into underwear, Yang Jian casually pulled a top over his body, and tied up his long hair again.

"Yang Jian!"

A slightly anxious shout came from the side, Yang Jian looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw the middle-aged scribe-like patriarch of the Yaozu, who was tying up Mei Kongmei with a magic weapon, and escorting her forward.

"What happened today was done by her alone! My monster clan has no complaints or hatred towards you!"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, but did not respond.

Inhaling, bending his legs slightly, Yang Jian's figure turned into a streamer, shooting towards the Golden Spirit Virgin in the air!

what is this?

The ancestor of the Yaozu was a little out of breath, but he still endured; he had to endure, he had to endure.

According to the rumors circulating in the prehistoric world, the saints are divided into three different 'levels', the strongest is Taiqing Laozi, followed by Yuanshi Tianzun, Jieyin Taoist, Master Tongtian, Zhunti Taoist and Nuwa saints are said to be the last.

The difference in strength is because the six saints are all sanctified by the merits of heaven and earth, and the only difference is their "accumulation" before sanctification.

It is said that before Lao Tzu became a saint, he was only a little away from beheading three corpses and becoming a Taoist.

Today, Daoist Yuding was able to block the Zhunti saint, plus the leader of Chanjiao...

Even if Empress Nuwa protects the demon clan, if Chanjiao really wanted to take revenge, Empress Nuwa would not be able to protect them at all!

How can this teach him not to bear it?

Previously, the sneaky bad Yang Jian retreated, it was their revenge for Yang Jian's slaughter of the demon clan, and the word 'kill' could not be mentioned.

Unexpectedly, Mei Kongmei's personal grievances were so deep that she even wanted to put Yang Jian to death regardless of everything else.

Although Yang Jian came back to life with the god-defying supernatural power of Nirvana, even Taoist monks saw Mei Kongmei's intention to kill Yang Jian.

Even if he escaped today, the catastrophe of the monster clan might come in a blink of an eye. Who can guarantee that these Xianjiao immortals suffered a little loss at the hands of Jiejiao Xianren, and after losing some face, will they just drop by and clean up the Yaozu to vent their anger!

The problem is not whether it is Yang Jian or Nezha who is going to be killed, or whoever else is, the problem is that the Yaozu attacked their disciples of Chanjiao in front of Mantian Chanjiao Xianzhang!

It is related to the majesty of the great teaching of the saints, and it is related to the face of elucidating teachings based on the world!

So while Mei Kongmei was in a daze, he directly controlled Mei Kongmei and sent her to Yang Jian.

With the face of the monster clan, with the life of an ancestor of the monster clan, he tried in vain to appease the anger of the immortals who explained the teachings.

Can……

Yang Jian didn't even look at her, and rushed directly to the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, who was restrained by Yun Zhongzi and Qingxu Taoist...

what is this?

Look down on their monster race?

They are the ancient royal family! The former ruler of heaven and earth, the lord of heaven at the top of Buzhou Mountain!

them!

The middle-aged ancestor of the Yaozu with the appearance of a scribe clenched his fists tightly, his eyes wide open, but he didn't say a word.

He watched Yang Jian soaring into the sky, and watched Yang Jian fight with the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit with a spear in his hand. The latter used his eight-armed magical powers to hit Yang Jian with attacks that made his heart tremble, but Yang Jian was like a rock, completely unharmed by it.

Even an existence at the level of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit has already regarded Yang Jian as an opponent, casting spells with all his strength but cannot be killed...

All of a sudden, the three generation disciples of Yuxu Palace who had been in the Xuanyuan Tomb, who they thought could be crushed to death, but had to worry about teaching and retaliation, could no longer take them, the ancestors of the demon race, into their eyes.

Yang Jian's meaning is actually very simple, if he wants to kill Mei Kongmei, he will do it himself, Mei Kongmei can't escape and has nowhere to escape, so he doesn't need the courtship of their monster race.

Yang Jian's real opponents, the figures he really wants to watch, are the real top existences in the prehistoric world...

Mei Kongmei?

It can no longer be regarded as a serious problem for him.

"Heh..." There was a sneer on the corner of Mei Kongmei's mouth, her eyes had regained her composure, and there was a strong sarcasm on that down-and-out face.

"If you listened to me back then and killed Yang Jian regardless of everything, how could you have fallen into the state you are in today?"

The middle-aged scholar's face was a bit hideous, and he stared at Mei Kongmei, "You are enough! There are so many masters and saints in the world, and my monster clan has lived in peace until today!"

Mei Kongmei sneered coldly, "He has established himself as a demon clan when he was just a fledgling, and even slaughtered countless young talents of our monster clan. He is destined to be the sworn enemy of our monster clan!"

"Really? Enemy?" The middle-aged scribe leaned close to Mei Kongmei, "I suddenly had a good idea, maybe I can turn Yang Jian into my monster clan to help. For the sake of my monster clan's eternal existence, why don't you feel wronged? Ancestor Mei?"

Mei Kongmei's complexion paled instantly when she remembered what this middle-aged scribe's body was.

"I am willing to protect the demon clan with my death!"

"Ha, it's late..."

The middle-aged scribe sneered, raised his hand and drew a mist, hiding the figures of the two of them in it...

Immortal Taiyi who was not far away took a look at the two of them, and flew into the clouds as if he was looking at a dead person.

Let's see that Yang Jian will fight against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit with the two uncles and uncles. Compared with Yang Jian who monopolized Wuyun Daxian and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit before, Yang Jian now has more opportunities to fight back and has stronger means of attack and defense.

Xiaotiangou couldn't get involved in this kind of battle, and was sent by Yang Jian to protect Yao Gonglin, Zhijian and the others, and rescued the three generations of Shangjiao's injured disciples, how many people could be saved.

It can be seen that a white dog kept running around in the sky and under the ground, and "caught" some third-generation disciples of Chanjiao who were not too high, and the opponent's cultivation was not too high, out of the crisis.

Extremely fast and efficient.

"Nephew Yang Jian!" Yun Zhongzi shouted, "I'm holding her back, go and arrest all the disciples who want to harm you today!"

This Fuyuan Immortal is really kind-hearted, even in such a situation, he never killed the killer, but just said 'capture'.

"There will always be a day when these accounts will be settled," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, making the murderous intent in the beautiful eyes of the Holy Mother of Jinling even more intense.

"Yang Jian, you have won a game today."

The Dragon and Tiger Ruyi lightly flickered in the hands of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and a little golden glow flashed in her eyes, "But if you are left intact, I will really lose face."

Yun Zhongzi hurriedly shouted: "Senior nephew, get back!"

Immediately he raised his sword and came forward, but was easily blocked by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

Yang Jian's figure paused in the air for a moment, as if he was adjusting his position. From the corner of his sight, he looked at the northern sky, and then, he took the initiative to kill the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit!

Walking in the wilderness, especially a big figure like the Virgin of the Golden Spirit, how could he not have a few ruthless magical powers?

The blood-red light that blasted Yang Jian into a serious injury and broke the limit of the original Nine Profound Beads in his spine reappeared in the glittering golden figure of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit!

Yang Jian had been prepared for this time, and the three-pointed and two-edged gun drew a series of gun shadows;

But the slender hand of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit directly penetrated into the shadow of spears all over the sky, and hit Yang Jian's chest strangely!

With a muffled groan, Yang Jian's figure flew upside down in the air, and his chest collapsed again!

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit seemed to be strange, her movements were a little slow, Yun Zhongzi and Qingxu Daodezhenjun attacked again, and stopped the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit who wanted to chase.

This Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is really capable.

Yang Jian's body drew a trail in the air, smashed through layers of clouds and mist, and was directly sent flying three thousand miles...

No, instead of slowing down, Yang Jian's speed of flying upside down has been slightly increased by virtue of this momentum?

The figure of Yang Jian flying upside down suddenly turned around, let out a clear whistle, his arms were in the posture of a hawk, and a mighty profound energy gushed out behind him, and his speed increased sharply!

In the direction he was rushing, the immortals of the two sects who were fighting martial arts were all startled.

Especially the long-eared Dingguang Immortal, who had a warning sign in his spiritual sense, saw Yang Jian's icy eyes staring at him, and his complexion changed drastically!

Chang-eared Dingguang Immortal was just about to use his teleportation power, but Yang Jian, who had crossed thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, had already rushed in front of him!

The three-pointed, two-edged spear was thrown violently by Yang Jian, turned into a fireball, and hit Chang-eared Dingguang Immortal!

Almost at the same time, a crack appeared on Yang Jian's forehead, and the vertical eyes inside it suddenly opened, emitting divine light!