The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

this force...

Yang Jian was holding the spear, his arms were trembling slightly, and there was a blue light in his eyes.

He tried to control and suppress this force, but there was no response at all. This violent force of water roared and rushed in his body, coming from the twenty-four Dinghaishen beads, gathering more and more, and urgently needed a place to vent.

"Master..."

Yuding said warmly beside him: "Just disperse the big formation."

Yang Jian stopped the sea-covering formation according to his words, and the power gradually returned to the Dinghai Shenzhu all over his body, and Yang Jian also lost contact with the twenty-four beads.

Looking inside himself, the Dinghai Shenzhu is still set outside the Xuanzhu, but the power of the sea-covering formation seems to be a little out of balance, not quite under his control.

Yang Jian frowned suddenly.

No matter how strong this force is, if you can't control it, it's just a useless effort; it can't hurt the enemy but hurt yourself?

The real person Yuding said: "It should be because of the incompleteness of the orbs. You should entrust the orbs in the mysterious body and practice carefully every day. When the opportunity comes, the orbs will gather, and the sea-covering formation will protect your mysterious body. Chaos will let you roam, and prehistoric wilds will follow you."

If these words came from other people, Yang Jian would definitely just laugh it off.

But what the master said, Yang Jian naturally believed it.

The remaining 12 Dinghaishen beads, he is bound to get them!

Master Taiyi said with a smile: "Congratulations to my nephew for obtaining a great treasure. On the road to conferring gods, he repelled powerful enemies and made another great contribution."

Chi Jingzi also nodded with a smile, looking at Yang Jian more cordially.

Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng also expressed their congratulations. Yang Jian couldn't treat these two Sanxians who had helped him so much, and wrote down their credit.

However, Taoist Huanglong insisted on his identity, even if Yang Jian gave him treasures, he would never accept them.

All the immortals returned to the camp, all the Twelve Golden Immortals congratulated each other, Manjusri, Puxian, Cihang, and Fear Liusun also congratulated once or twice, without embarrassment.

When Manjusri looked at Yang Jian, the fear in his eyes became more and more obvious, as if he was thinking about whether he would continue to have trouble with Yang Jian in the future.

The speed of Yang Jian's rise can definitely be described as 'unexpected'.

Last time, when Yang Jian and Manjusri were arguing in the Yuxu Palace, Yang Jian's cultivation was already able to barely save his beloved Zhao Gongming from the hands of two great supernatural beings, which was eye-catching.

But today, Yang Jian repelled Zhao Gongming who had killed all directions with all his strength, and even took the Dinghai Shenzhu that Zhao Gongming relied on. His supernatural power has surpassed most of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Different strengths will naturally treat them differently. This is a prehistoric rule, and it can also be applied in Taoism.

Yang Jian ordered the army to prepare wine to celebrate his achievements, and asked King Wu to come to the camp, saying that Wen Zhong could be defeated today.

Of the ten Jue arrays, only three are left, and among the remaining three, the strongest Tian Jue array is more difficult, and the remaining golden light array and cold ice array, even if Yang Jian doesn't make a move, the Twelve Golden Immortals can deal with it by themselves.

The Twelve Golden Immortals discussed for a while, and decided to attack at noon and attack three formations together.

Guang Chengzi also wants to make a move to earn some credit, and go alone to break the golden light array;

Puxian, Manjusri, and Cihang made simultaneous moves to break the ice formation;

And Yang Jian, together with Daoxing Tianzun and Taiyi Zhenren, went to break Qin Wan's Heavenly Jue Formation.

With such an arrangement, the Ten Absolute Formation is already appropriate; and the Twelve Golden Immortals have never stopped monitoring the last three formations, if Qin Wan and the others want to slip away, they will definitely be noticed.

Now, it is already a situation of trapped beasts.

But Yang Jian looked at the almost ink-like evil spirit in the Tianjue formation, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

The Ten Jue Formation is about to be broken, and the Twelve Golden Immortals must not be hurt by this trapped beast...

...

Let's say that Wen Zhong was shot into the air by Yang Jian, and flew nearly ten thousand miles directly, before he managed to overcome the power of Yang Jian's shot.

It is also Wen Zhong's life that should not die at this time, and Mo Qilin's serious injuries caused most of Yang Jian's blow to survive, which saved Wen Zhong's life.

Wen Zhong didn't even dare to heal his injuries, so he immediately flew back to the business camp to think about countermeasures.

But when Wen Zhong came back riding a black unicorn, only the third of the Ten Jue Formation was left, and the whole camp was gloomy, and the morale of the army fell to the bottom.

Although it is the time when the morning sun is rising, there is a feeling of bleakness when the curtain ends.

Uncle Zhao, who showed great power, has not come back?

Wen Zhong's foot swayed, but fortunately he helped Mo Qilin who was lying down.

"Teacher..."

Deng Chanyu supported her forward, there was a lot of worry in her beautiful eyes, but her face behind the visor was as calm as possible.

Wen Zhong gave a bleak smile, leaned on his double whips, and slowly stood up straight, signaling Deng Chanyu not to help him.

Deng Chanyu said in a low voice: "Grand Master, it's not a military matter. The rivalry between the two religions has brought disaster to the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. The Grand Master has tried his best to deal with it. Your Majesty certainly cannot blame it."

"Hey, General Deng, you will lead 200,000 troops and retreat to Qinglong Pass."

"Teacher?"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Wen Zhong's mouth, he didn't say much, and walked towards the main tent.

Deng Chanyu stood quietly for a while, and the scene of Yang Jian fighting fiercely in front of the formation kept appearing in front of her eyes, and her heart was half confused for a while.

Indeed, as she said, in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, due to the rivalry between the two religions, mortal soldiers seem to be less important. Competing in military affairs has already become a joke at this time.

Deng Chanyu sighed faintly, and went to the main tent to lead the soldiers.

Wen Zhong was obviously already considering a way out for the great merchants. The return of 200,000 elite soldiers to Wuguan seemed to be able to resist Zhou Guodong's advance and protect Chaoge City.

Just, how long can it last?

Deng Chanyu was thinking quietly, and suddenly remembered the crabapple flowers she had planted by herself in the courtyard of her home. Counting the time, she didn't know if it had bloomed this year.

In the depths of the East China Sea, a figure hurriedly flew over Sanxian Island and landed directly on the island.

The fog protecting the island broke through a passage, as if the owner of the island knew that he would come...

Zhao Gongming paused, with a smirk on his face, he flew into the island full of disappointment.

"Brother, come and drink in the hall!"

Qiong Xiao seemed to be in a good mood, and greeted happily at the entrance of the hall.

"Still drinking, what kind of wine are you drinking?" Zhao Gongming hurried in with his hands behind his back, without his usual demeanor. Seeing Qiong Xiao's puzzled expression, he could only sigh and stamp his feet.

Qiong Xiao asked puzzledly: "What's wrong? Could it be that someone taught you a lesson? Uh...I mean, brother, you were...beaten?"

"It's not just being beaten, it's also being beaten by a junior!"

Zhao Gongming flicked his sleeves, walked in sullenly, and opened his mouth to shout at the two fairies who were sitting and drinking.

"My little sister! Hurry up and lend me the golden dragon scissors, and I'll go get my Ding Haishen pearl back!"

Qiong Xiao ran over from behind, "Dinghai Shenzhu? What happened to Dinghai Shenzhu?"

"What else, it was taken away!" Zhao Gongming wanted to yell, but when he thought that the main culprit who took his orb was Yang Jian, and Yang Jian had saved his life, he could only swallow the words and sat on the empty seat, sulking alone.

With a slight smile, Yun Xiao personally poured wine for Zhao Gongming and pushed it in front of Zhao Gongming.

"This cup should be a congratulations for the elder brother."

Zhao Gongming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Yunxiao, how did you become like this now! I'm already so miserable, huh? You're still talking sarcastic about me!"

Yun Xiao said with a smile: "Brother, you just lost a set of treasures, but you are fine, shouldn't you celebrate?"

"Sister, how can we celebrate this!" Qiong Xiao shouted from the side, "Dinghai Shenzhu is a good thing! How could it be taken by those immortals!"

Yun Xiao shook his head lightly, "No matter how powerful the treasure is, it is only a proof of protecting the way, and the way of oneself is the foundation of practice."

"Why don't I understand this truth? This is what I said to you three back then!" Zhao Gongming patted the table, unable to swallow his breath, "No, Qiong Xiao borrowed your golden dragon scissors for my brother, and I will go and take my Dinghaishenzhu back."

Qiong Xiao was unambiguous, and took off the small scissors hanging from the waist, "Take it!"

"good!"

Zhao Gongming raised his hand to pick it up, but Yun Xiao suddenly glared at Qiong Xiao; Qiong Xiao shrank her neck in fright, and jumped aside with her small body, leaving Zhao Gongming with nothing.

"You borrowed it!"

"Eldest sister is staring at me, it's scary."

Zhao Gongming looked at Yunxiao, and Yunxiao continued to taste wine with Bixiao with a smile.

"Yunxiao! Big sister!"

Zhao Gongming walked forward, but Yun Xiao ignored him.

But Bi Xiao said: "Brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to borrow treasures today, so why don't you just stay on the island and live for a hundred years. Although the Dinghai Shenzhu is precious, if you lose it now, brother, you can avoid disaster. If you go to Nanzhou with the golden scissors, although the golden scissors are sharp, they are dangerous weapons, and you may not escape disaster."

Yun Xiao said seriously: "Three younger sisters understand the truth, why doesn't elder brother not understand? I see that you are bound by misfortune and cannot help yourself."

Zhao Gongming was stunned for a moment, then sighed dejectedly, sat back in his seat, raised his head and took a sip of the immortal wine.

Yun Xiao asked, "How did they take away your treasure?"

"What else can I do?" Qiong Xiao snorted, "It must be a group to attack. Eldest sister, didn't you say that elder brother stopped the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao alone!"

"It's copper coins from falling treasures," Zhao Gongming said in a deep voice, "it's not all because of copper coins falling from treasures."

"how do I say this?"

"Yang Jian fought me, and I sent the Dinghaishenzhu, but I couldn't be distracted by his beating, so two casual cultivators used the precious copper money to take advantage of the loophole and dropped my Dinghaishenzhu."

"Oh?" Yun Xiao sat there thinking quietly.

Qiong Xiao asked: "Luobao copper coin? I have heard about this treasure, is it really born?"

"That's not true. At first I deduced the origins of those two casual cultivators, and I vaguely felt that they seemed to be trying to kill me. Later, they used precious copper coins, and I realized why they beat me."

Zhao Gongming poured wine for himself casually, and drank it with his head held high.

Zhao Gongming sighed: "No, I will definitely snatch the Dinghaishenzhu back, even if I take it back, I will give it to Yang Jian to repay him for saving me. It was also given to him by me, not by him!"

"Is there a difference?" Qiong Xiao rolled her eyes and snorted softly.

"This is face!" Zhao Gongming blushed, "I can't afford to lose this man!"

Yun Xiao suddenly asked: "Then Yang Jian, can he resist the elder brother who is envoy Dinghai Shenzhu?"

"Ah, his profound art is astonishing."

Yun Xiao nodded slightly, and suddenly raised his plain hand, formations lit up everywhere in the hall.

"Brother, if you go again, you will be in danger of dying, and live on the island."

Zhao Gongming stared, suddenly panicked.