The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　I'm... not dead?

　　 It was clear that at least there were dozens of monks above the golden core with an angry blow, even if he was not beaten into a sieve, he would never survive.

　　 It’s just a flash of God’s work. I and Master Wen arrived here. There are two other gods sitting in the clouds, and one of them is doing a good way to myself...

　　 "Shoot to help my apprentice"?

　　 "Are you Yang Jian's master?" Fu Dongliu asked subconsciously, then changed his words quickly, and smiled awkwardly.

　　 Only then did he look at the real Yuding carefully, and found that Yuding’s face was not handsome, but it was also very good-looking. It gave people a sense of honesty and solidity, as if they had been washed into the lead, and had accumulated countless years of calmness.

　　 It is a kind of calmness that makes people feel safe, without any sense of oppression.

　　 And another old Taoist, sloppy and piercing, raised his hand to touch his mustache, and smirked at himself...

　　Fu Dongliu looked at the real Yuding again, and felt that this was a person among the gods!

　　 Fu Dongliu rushed to Yuding real person and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help. Brother Yang is being hunted down, why... why don't you save him?"

　　 And the little princess also recovered, staring at Yuding in a daze, but didn't know how to speak for a while.

Yu Ding hadn’t spoken yet, the old Taoist raised his teacup and smiled and said: "What can I save? What can be saved? The following has launched Tianluodi.com to chase and kill the kid Yang Jian. Isn’t this master Yang Jian’s handwriting? That kid tried a little bit to let him know that Honghuang is difficult, so what can I save?"

"This……"

　　 Fu Dongliu's eyes were a little blank, and then he smiled bitterly, probably understanding the cause and effect.

　　 The Heavenly Rift Valley Dao Zang that made the secret realm monks crazy seems to be nothing.

　　 has affected thousands of monks, causing the culprit who is getting more and more chased on the earth to be right in front of him, turned out to be Yang Jian's master.

　　 And all this is just an experience arranged for Yang Jian.

　　 I am sorry that I was so stupid to sacrifice my life to repay Brother Yang for the kindness that Brother Yang gave to the sect, and the girl next to me also had such thoughts, she had a mortal heart.

　　 Yuding flipped over and made two cloud chairs, and said warmly: "Please rest here for a while, and I will ask you two to help my disciples to solve the trouble in my heart. If this matter is offended, I am here to apologize."

　　 "Haha," Fu Dongliu raised his head and laughed. The laughter was mostly helpless and desolate. "After all, I am stupid. Thank you for your help!"

　　 He didn't shy away, took two steps on the cloud and sat on the cloud chair.

　　 The little princess was originally a bit angry, but seeing Yuding’s real-life demeanor and appearance, he really couldn’t get angry, and thinking that this was Yang Jian’s master, he bowed his head and sat beside Fu Dongliu.

　　 Although Yuding rescued them and apologized twice, the two people still felt a little awkward.

However, he heard the old man call the two people next to him: "Don't complain, this is the good fortune of you two. This is a real jade tripod. The twelve golden immortals are the deepest he has hidden. Great supernatural power."

　　 "The predecessor is serious," Yu Ding floated his gaze.

　　 The old Taoist spread his hands and sat there and said no more.

　　 Although the supernatural powers are not as good as Yuding at this time, this old way is not afraid of him. After all, he is seriously injured, and there is a degree of certainty that he can escape in the hands of the real Yuding.

　　 Fu Dongliu and Xiaojun looked at each other, and they both saw each other's wry smiles and blankness.

　　 Yuding real person drew a circle casually, but this was a method of observing the fog in the cloud. First, the water ripples in the circle, and then there was a picture gradually.

　　 In the screen, Yang Jian fought and retreated, using the simplest method of throwing stones to kill a famous chaser behind him.

　　 Seeing that the monks and flying boats are about to be encircled in the sky, Yang Jian concentrated on fleeing, then occupied the terrain and attacked again with gravel.

　　 Compared to his fighting in the secret realm, Yang Jian at this time had no more scruples about his actions.

　　 Anyone who wants his life must be fully aware of his life!

　　 "Education..."

　　 Fu Dongliu retracted his eyes, knowing that the **** Yuding is here, so naturally there is no need to worry about Yang Jian's safety.

　　 The difference between immortality and common place, in this big world, it is as difficult as the sky.

The old Dao laughed and said, "I haven't heard of the teachings? This big world is really hopeless. The Dao Sect should know it? Have you heard of the Three Sects? This is the disciple of the saint, the saint is that! "

　　 "Holy!" Fu Dongliu stared and almost jumped out of the cloud chair.

　　 Yuding looked a little helplessly at the old Tao, how could he not know that the old Tao was sarcasm at him?

　　 Yuding pondered a little, and told the whole story:

　　 "Arranging this experience is also a helpless act. I have great fortune as a lone person, but I am one of the victims of the next calamity. I have tried to change his fate, but the secret is fixed."

　　 "The three or four generations of my disciples under my educating school are all people with deep blessings, and most of my practice is to sit still in the mountains and to enlighten. With me educating and suppressing the spirit and luck, I can safely take the fruit of the longevity."

　　 "But I, a disciple, have to deal with the boundless calamity. If you cultivate hard in the mountains, no matter how high your cultivation base is, it will be wiped out when the calamity comes, and you must go through a lot of experience."

　　 "At this time, my disciple still has a weak cultivation base, so I am here to protect him. Once he has the power to protect himself, he still needs to go in and fight for his own opportunities."

　　 Can Yuding real person explain so many words in one breath, Fu Dongliu can be considered as proud of his life.

　　 It's a pity that Fu Dongliu has a stubborn stubbornness in his bones, and the urn sounded angrily: "But so and so, although I say this is a bit offensive, your disciple is a disciple, but other disciples are not?"

　　 Yuding sighed softly, unable to speak, but this time it was really unreasonable.

　　 And that old way can't be passed, how can a monk say that it is not catchy?

　　 "You kid really ignorant! Although this real man has used the hands of many monks to temper his disciples, these people who perished are all due to their own greed!"

　　 Old Dao snorted, "Besides, this real person has laid a large formation, and through the blood congealed by the death of these monks, he feeds back this world, so that this world can survive for more than a thousand years! What do you want!"

　　Fu Dongluo trembled when he heard that he looked at Yuding, his eyes were complicated, and finally he could only sigh...

　　 "That's bad! He is in trouble!" The little princess suddenly said.

　　Among the four, she is the only one who has been staring at the cloud mirror.

　　 But in the cloud mirror, the group of monks who were chasing after Yang Jian were swept away by several old men, and these old men weren't protecting Yang Jian, on the contrary, they wielded a few streamers to suppress Yang Jian.

　　 Fu Dongliu whispered: "It's a master of the older generation! I have seen a portrait of this person! I said he was dead a thousand years ago!"

　　 "It's okay," Yuding's voice seemed to have some kind of soothing power, "My disciple's mysterious body protector, those who have not become immortals should not be seriously injured."

　　 Yuding just finished speaking, in the cloud mirror, Yang Jian was hit on the back by a golden shuttle, Yang Jian's blood surged, bowed his head and spurted blood...

　　 That Jin Shuo is an immortal treasure beyond the realm of magic weapons!

　　 "Huh!" Old Tao couldn't help turning his head away, shrugging his shoulders.

　　 Yuding also had a gloomy complexion, his fingers moved slightly, and the golden shuttle exploded with a slap, making the person who was the master Jin Shuo scared and covered with white hair and sweat.

　　 And Yuding raised his hand again, a black light flew under the cloud...

　　 In the cloud mirror, old-faced figures came from all directions, their auras getting stronger and stronger.

　　 Yang Jian couldn't kill him, so he could only run away again, but these old people did not attack each other, but were very tacitly forced Yang Jian to flee in a certain direction.

　　Sky Rift Valley.

The black light released by 　　 Yuding shuttled in the clouds, followed closely behind Yang Jian, ready to fall at any time.

　　 On the way Yang Jian was running, there were more than a dozen elders who acted like immortals, and arranged a big formation.

　　 Yang Jian didn’t know, so he rushed in, only feeling the sky spinning, the figure flashed and disappeared...

　　 appeared again, Yang Jian and Liu Ya, who was sleeping in his arms, were unharmed; looking up, they found that they were in the wild mountains and ridges they had never seen before.

　　There are black gravel under his feet, and when he looks up, one after another, figures appear in front of him, and there are nearly a hundred old people.

　　 "Go in."

　　 An old man with a high crown said coldly.

　　 Yang Jian turned his head to look, but saw that behind him was a gloomy canyon. The canyon was filled with black mist and there were bursts of ghost crying.

　　 Although this heaven and earth aura is about to dry up, these old guys who have cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years are not stupid.

　　 The Liu Ya in Yang Jian’s arms and the rumors about the Dao Zang in the Rift Valley that day were all strange; they asked Yang Jian to take Liu Ya into the Rift Valley, and they also had the heart to let Yang Jian explore the way for them.

　　 If there is a real Taozang here, in their opinion, it won't be a troublesome thing to win Yang Jian, and it won't be too late to make a move.

　　 Seeing that Yang Jian hadn't moved, the old man shouted again: "Go in! Otherwise, die!"

　　 "Dead?"

　　 Yang Jian smiled coldly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com slowly raised his head, sweating so that his long hair no longer fluttered, but his eyes were aroused by the arrogance that had been hidden in his heart for too long.

　　 "What are you? Dare to say that you will die?"

　　 The old man with a high crown was not angry at all when he heard the words, and sneered: "You are just a little brute force. You want to get some opportunities, but you have no ability."

"I don't have any skills?" Yang Jian pointed at the old man and cursed, "You so-called seniors, let those disciples and grandchildren with low cultivation bases use your life to try my methods. This is what you can do? Hahaha! It's just some gangsters. My generation! What am I, Yang Jian, afraid of you!"

　　 The old man was full of anger and smiled sorrowfully: "Is it true that I beat you to death?"

　　 At this moment, a black light rushed out from the Rift Valley, and with a sound, it inserted in front of Yang Jian.

　　 All the old men's eyes widened, but they saw that in front of Yang Jian, a long sword gleaming with black light inserted a foot into the stone, and they were shaking slightly at this time.

　　 Yang Jian didn't even look at it, raised his hand and grabbed the sword.

　　 Anyway, it's a desperate situation, how about this strange sword, even if it is a demonic soldier?

　　锵!

　　 The long sword was out of its sheath, and Shang Yun Ling Ling's killing intent rose to the sky.

Yang Jian held Liu Ya in his arms with his left hand, completely unaware that Liu Ya was awake at this time, and was looking at him with a pair of eyes he had never seen before, with some appreciation and confusion in those eyes, and Kind of gentleness.

　　 This is definitely not the gaze that a four or five or seven or eight year old girl can have, because it is too vicissitudes and too plain.

"come!"

　　 Yang Jian yelled angrily, rushing into the sky, his long sword pointed diagonally, as if this sky and this place could not tolerate the war in his heart!

　　 The old man with a high crown swung his sleeves fiercely, and a green light shot at Yang Jian, and the world was reflected in green...