The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian made a sudden move, so the ancestor of the Yaozu would naturally not sit still, and immediately blocked him with Fang Yin in his hand.

On the contrary, Mei Kongmei was extremely flustered, Yang Jian rushed straight at her, her face paled, she even let out a coquettish cry, and immediately hid in the sedan chair.

But as soon as she got into the sedan chair, there were several thunder-like noises outside, and suddenly the knife flashed, and the fairy sedan chair was split open from it.

A stream of pure monster power gushed out from around her to protect herself, so she didn't look embarrassed just now.

The sedan chair was naturally cut by Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian threw himself at the middle-aged scribe, he was murderous. The ancestor of the monster tribe resisted Yang Jian's punch with a square seal, and even his body and treasures were thrown away by Yang Jian. Then Yang Jian grabbed his spear and split the sedan chair.

"Yang Jian, how dare you! This is the will of Empress Nuwa!"

The middle-aged ancestor of the demon clan with the appearance of a scholar scolded angrily, and a mysterious dao rhyme pressed in front of Yang Jian, blocking Yang Jian's figure.

Nuwa made a move in secret.

It stands to reason that if the saint makes a move, the Yuanshi Tianzun standing behind Yang Jian should also make a move, and even the real Yuding, who once fought against the saint Zhunti, will also protect him.

But today's incident was not simply a matter of beating and killing. The saint Nuwa sent someone to send a charming quasi-sage demon woman to be Yang Jian's wife and concubine. This is a "reward" for Yang Jian. How can it be considered a bad thing?

Therefore, whether it is a sage, or those powerful and supernatural beings who have become accustomed to locking the land of Xiqi with their spiritual consciousness, they are all just watching the excitement at this time.

Only Yang Jian had a real killing intent in his heart.

Mei Kongmei, the quasi-sage of the monster clan who wanted to kill her several times!

If it was another Yaozu woman whose hands were not stained with human blood, Yang Jian might really agree because she was concerned about the saint.

But only Mei Kongmei!

After Yang Jian broke into the seventh level of Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, he had the idea of ​​slaughtering Mei Kongmei more than once, but because of the one after another in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, it was quite difficult to find an ancestor of the monster clan who deliberately hid. The Three Thousand Worlds are so big.

Even before conferring the gods, there was a period of time when Mei Kongmei could not die, and Yang Jian couldn't sleep peacefully in Meishan.

Although now Meishan has Bai Ze in command, and Yang Jian has the strength to kill Mei Kongmei, but the quasi-sage who always thinks about him has been active in the prehistoric three realms, and has always been a threat to his family.

Unexpectedly, Mei Kongmei was sent to her door.

How could he not accept this great gift!

"Yang Jian! Don't be cruel, look carefully, she is not Mei Kongmei at all!" The middle-aged ancestor of the demon clan with the appearance of a scribe shouted loudly, trying to give Yang Jian a step down.

At this time, Yang Jian was restrained by the majesty of the saint, unable to move forward for the time being, but his eyes were fixed on Mei Kongmei.

Not Mei Kongmei?

Yang Jian shouted: "Zhi Jian, Guo Shen, Kang Anyu, Zhang Boshi, Yao Gonglin, Li Huanzhang!"

Meishan Six Friends responded at the same time: "The subordinate is here!"

"Come and see, this ancestor of the Yaozu is the ancestor of Meishan who persecuted the Meishan lineage for countless years!"

"this……"

The six friends of Meishan looked at each other, and they were a little hesitant.

It was Zhang Boshi who straightened his neck and shouted: "Second master! We all recognize her when she turned into ashes! The breath is right, and the rhyme is right! She is our sworn enemy!"

"How do you human race know my demon clan's secret technique!" The ancestor of the scribes shouted from a distance, "The sage empress personally casts the method of returning the demon soul, just like reincarnation, she is no longer Mei Kongmei!"

"Returning to the demon soul, isn't she that demon soul?"

There was a coldness in Yang Jian's words, even if he was torn face with Nuwa saint today, he definitely didn't want to suffer such humiliation!

Let him marry Mei Kongmei?

It's a big joke, a fantasy!

As if feeling the unwavering killing intent in Yang Jian's heart, a soft sigh resounded in Yang Jian's heart. Yang Jian's eyes blurred, and a misty mist appeared around him. A figure strolled in the mist, dressed in gauze, snake-tailed, and with a garland on his forehead.

It is so holy that it does not touch the rain and dew of the mortal world, but it makes people dare not think of disrespect in their hearts.

Nuwa!

The last time I saw Nuwa, it was in a pool; but that should be Nuwa's real body.

What appeared in front of Yang Jian now might just be a sage's thought; but at this time, except for Yang Jian and the trembling 'Mei Kongmei' sitting on the pedestal of the sedan chair, no one could see the only woman among the six sages.

"Are you dissatisfied with her?" Saint Nuwa asked softly.

Yang Jian frowned, but he couldn't help but answer, he just said: "What is your mother's intention? She and I are life and death enemies, and my mother actually ordered me to marry her as a wife and concubine. Don't you think this is absurd?"

"Because she and you are life and death enemies, I just asked her to marry you." Nuwa said softly, "As long as you nod and agree, I have other plans to stop the war between the monster race and the human race, so that the two races can live in harmony."

"Your Majesty really took great pains," Yang Jian sighed softly, "I know Your Majesty has monsters and human races in her heart, but has she ever thought about me? If I agree to Your Majesty, how should I explain it to my mother and wife at home? How will the immortals and mortals on Meishan Mountain think about it?

Nuwa stared at Yang Jian, and suddenly chuckled, "You must have a solution, won't you?"

"I……"

Yang Jian was at a loss for words, and suddenly felt that the Nuwa saint standing in front of him might be someone pretending to be.

But this kind of majesty, this kind of Dao rhyme, and the ability to suppress himself easily, definitely the Nuwa saint can't be wrong.

"Your Majesty really thinks highly of me." Yang Jian turned his head away, "My Majesty will not kill Mei Kongmei today, and let her disappear in front of me immediately. This is my last bottom line."

Nuwa's snake tail swam lightly and appeared in front of Yang Jian, swaying slightly in front of him, "You are threatening a saint."

Yang Jian was silent, as if he had admitted such actions.

"If you don't agree, I have no choice but to find your master," Nuwa said with a light smile, "Sanqing owes me a favor, but I would like Daoist Yuan Shi to repay one or two first in this matter."

Yang Jian's face suddenly changed.

If the sage who interpreted and taught himself made the decree, then he really has no way out.

"Why do you bother to push me so hard?"

"It's not that I forced you, it's just that you don't want to admit it," Nuwa said with a faint majesty in her voice, "I can help you eliminate the Meishan clan's hatred for Mei Kongmei, so you don't have to worry about it anymore, how about it?"

No more worries?

Eliminate hatred... Such an unheard of method, really only a saint can have such a skill.

But Yang Jian said: "Your Majesty can make people in the world stop scolding me, but can't make me stop scolding myself. I can't do this kind of thing. I feel like I'm just selling my friends for glory."

"In that case, I won't force you either."

Nu Wa looked at Yang Jian, "I originally wanted to take your sister as an apprentice, but from this point of view, there is no need."

Yang Jian was speechless for a while.

Is this a saint? Aggressiveness does not result in negotiating conditions, negotiating conditions does not result in making deals with other things...

The majesty of the saint who destroys the world at every turn, Yang Jian really only felt a bit of it on Nuwa's body.

"It's really a pity in my life that my sister didn't wait for the blessing."

Yang Jian arched his hands and made a salute to the Nuwa saint, "It's not that I, Yang Jian, despise the saint empress, it's just that the order of the empress is too embarrassing for me. I also ask the empress to take back her life. Yang Jian is willing to go through fire and water for the empress, and use the whole empress to rescue the master's kindness!"

Nuwa's face finally turned completely cold.

But looking at Yang Jian, Nuwa didn't have any killing intent, not because she was afraid of Yuanshi Tianzun and Yuding real person, but because she didn't think there was anything wrong with Yang Jian's refusal.

What the sage is planning, I am afraid only the sage himself can understand.

"Are you going to think about it in a few days?" Nuwa said coldly, "Don't worry about what people in the world say, I will clear up all the infamy for you. You just need to marry Mei Kongmei and have a big wedding."

Yang Jian frowned, and asked back: "To this day, do you still want the Yaozu to prosper?"

Nuwa said: "It is not easy for the monster race to survive. I originally intended to make the wild monster race move into a big world and isolate it from the human race."

Yang Jian asked again: "Your Majesty asked me to marry Mei Kongmei for this reason?"

"That's right," Nuwa stared at Yang Jian, "I'm not going to hide it from you. A while ago, the Japanese Constellation deduced the changes in the heavens, and learned that after the end of the conferred gods, the demon clan's catastrophe is imminent. You are the disaster star of the demon clan. If you can stabilize you, most of the catastrophe for the demon clan can be avoided."

When did brother become so mighty? They have all become the disaster star of the monster clan.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Your Majesty is just joking. If I really want to kill monsters indiscriminately, I will stop and plead guilty if you say a word. But the monsters are very cannibalistic. I am a monk of the human race, and I shall protect the human race."

"This is the end of my words, do you still not agree?" Nu Wa's eyes were full of threats.

Although Yang Jian had some doubts in his heart, he still decided to go all the way to the dark.

"It's not that I can't, it's that I don't want to." Yang Jian said, "If the empress leaves Mei Kongmei today, I'll take her life. In the future, as long as the monsters don't kill people in front of me, I will try not to interfere, how about it?"

Talking about conditions with the saint like this, Yang Jian felt quite strange in his heart.

It is also because he has a bit of strength today, with someone behind him to support him, and his waist is still quite stiff. If he was just a casual cultivator, or an ordinary three-generation disciple in the Taoist sect, he would have knelt down and listened to the arrangements as soon as Saint Nuwa came forward.

When Yang Jian said such a condition, it stands to reason that Nu Wa should not agree to it, and she might even slap Yang Jian casually to punish him for the crime of contradicting a saint.

But Nuwa agreed, and she agreed decisively, "In this case, let her stay here and let you handle it, remember you just promised."

Before she finished speaking, Nuwa waved her hand lightly, and there was no trace of the demon clan here, only Mei Kongmei, the ancestor of the demon clan trembling at the base of the sedan chair.

Nuwa looked at Yang Jian, and suddenly laughed softly, which made Yang Jian look bewildered.

What the hell is this saint...?

"Remember to send your sister to Wa Palace, Liuya has few people to accompany her, so it's strangely deserted."

After the words fell, the mist around Yang Jian's body disappeared with the wind, and all the monsters all over the ground disappeared, only the figure of Mei Kongmei sitting in front of him, trembling constantly.

Yang Jian's spear fell, his face was a little dark, and he slashed towards her shoulder.

You can tell what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of Nuwa Saint.

But when Yang Jian's spear fell, Taos of light suddenly burst out from around Mei Kongmei's body, condensing into a picture scroll, firmly blocking the tip of Yang Jian's spear...

Map of mountains and rivers!