The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Have you been to Youmingjian? Can you find the Corpse Repair Valley?"

Nether Stream, Corpse Repair Valley?

Located in the north of Beiju Luzhou, under the mysterious ice of the North Sea, Yang Jian, together with Lu Chunyang and Bai Ze, took Liuya back to the Three Realms, and it was in the deepest part of Shixiu Valley.

Hearing what Tianyan Daozi said, Yang Jian raised his heart suddenly.

Corpse Repair Valley, Corpse Repair Valley... Could it be...

Back from the dead!

On the side, the Black Spirit Lord whispered: "Can you rescue my uncle first?"

"It can't be saved, I haven't broken through to the Saint Realm yet," Daozi Tianyan replied decisively, and the Black Spirit Lord wanted to say anything more, but was stopped by Emperor Sui.

Suirenshi said softly: "Qi'er don't want to interrupt, what they want to discuss is the great matter of the survival of the wilderness, and it is also related to whether the human race will survive in the future."

The Black Spirit Lord was silent, quietly looking at Yang Jian and Tianyan Daozi who were separated by half a foot.

For some reason, she felt that the two were somewhat similar, but she couldn't tell where they were similar.

"Look at you," Tianyan Daozi said with a serious face, a cloud of mist formed from the cuff of his Taoist robe, and the mist wrapped Yang Jian, and the environment around the two of them changed instantly.

They just stood still, but they seemed to be in the land of the North Sea, standing on the snow-capped mountains of Luzhou in Beiju, looking at the ice field in the north.

A terrible crack appeared in the ice field, and black air gushed out of the crack continuously; and the miasma in Beiju Luzhou seemed to be attracted by some inexplicable force, and drifted towards the north covering the sky and blocking the sun, trapping the black air for thousands of miles around the crack.

Yang Jian immediately asked, "When did it happen?"

"Three days ago, the other party didn't give us the slightest chance to deal with it. Heavenly Dao blocked these movements and didn't disturb the monks in the wild." Daozi Tianyan's voice was still flat, as if it wasn't a big deal.

Daozi Tianyan raised his hand and swiped lightly, the scenery around the two of them changed, they directly reached the crack, and fell towards the billowing black cloud.

Entering the crack, Yang Jian frowned even deeper.

There are extremely thick layers of ice on both sides of the crack, and within these layers of ice are frozen neatly arranged corpses.

"This is...the Corpse Repair Valley's Corpse Repair!"

Daozi Tianyan said: "That's right, except for a few corpses in the Daluo Realm, all the other corpses have been driven out, and they have lost any vitality."

Suddenly the screen stopped, Yang Jian looked down, and what he saw was the situation when Tianyan Daozi came here to investigate.

Under the feet is an invisible barrier, from which black energy continuously overflows, but this barrier completely stops Tian Yan Daozi's figure.

Then, Yang Jian saw streams of light falling downwards, but the streams were all shattered;

The familiar big clock appeared, but when the big clock fell, it stopped there without a sound, unable to fall at all, and could not even make the slightest sound of collision.

The Chaos Clock has no effect!

A few drops of cold sweat suddenly broke out in Yang Jian's palms. Just as Yang Jian was about to ask, a few gray lines appeared strangely under his feet. The lines formed two eyes that could not be described in words, staring at them without fluctuation.

Chills stand on end!

Yang Jian actually felt terrified!

Although this is his incarnation, the soul is one-third of the body, which is actually the same as the perception of his body.

The existence under the barrier just took a look at Tianyan Daozi, and the gaze left in Tianyan Daozi's memory made Yang Jian tremble unconsciously!

Xeon? !

Then there was a rapid change of light and shadow, Tianyan Daozi covered himself with a chaotic bell, exited the big crack in embarrassment, returned to the snow mountain, and stared at the North Sea ice field.

Daozi Tianyan's sleeve swept again, the light and shadow around Yang Jian and him were shattered, and the gloomy scenery of the cave turned again.

I was speechless for a long time.

Not only Yang Jian and Tianyan Daozi, but Hei Lingzhu and Suirenshi who saw the general scene from the side also fell silent.

Finally, Yang Jian asked, "Is the underworld safe?"

"I'm fine for the time being. The saints immediately sealed off all the passages between the Underworld and the Nether Stream," Tianyan Daozi shook his head. "But among the three realms, the Nether Realm is the weakest, and because it is built on the sea of ​​blood, it has too many flaws."

Yang Jian bowed his head in thought for a while.

Suirenshi sighed: "The one who should come has come."

Lord Hei Ling didn't say a word, just sat quietly on the stone platform, watching with cold eyes.

Tianyan Daozi said again: "You don't have to worry, we still have a chance to prepare."

"How long?" Yang Jian asked.

"The shortest is three thousand years, but the longest is no more than ten thousand years," Tianyan Daozi's voice was always calm, but there was a little helplessness mixed in, "and this is not the final catastrophe. According to the results of the deduction of the four saints, the first to come out of it should be the ones who came back from the dead."

"For example," Tianyan Daozi glanced at the two people on the side, and said calmly: "The masters and army of the monster clan are several times stronger than those at the peak of the monster clan."

The Black Spirit Lord stood up immediately, but Yang Jian started pacing continuously.

"Will the dragon and phoenix appear?"

"It's hard to say, but there shouldn't be too many," Tianyan Daozi shook his head, "In the ancient war, all the fallen masters of the Feng clan turned into fire feathers and dissipated. Most of the dead bodies of the Dragon clan were used to build ancient pilgrimage roads."

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, "If it's just a monster race, then it's better to deal with it."

"Actually, not only monster races, but also human races, spirits, spirits, and innate beings," Tianyan Daozi said. "Anyone who fell in ancient times, and whose souls and corpses dissipate, may come out of the black mist."

Yang Jian couldn't help but swear, and cursed: "Then why fight? If that's the case, the chances of winning are 50%?"

"That's why we are going to fight for the chance of survival," Tian Yan Daozi showed a little smile instead, as if watching Yang Jian in a hurry was quite amusing.

Pacing back and forth, Yang Jian kept asking for some information, and Daozi Tianyan also told him everything he knew.

The Heavenly Court has already responded, and a large number of heavenly soldiers and generals are stationed in Beihai; the Dragon Clan of Beihai Dragon Palace has begun to dismiss the old, weak, sick and disabled to other three seas, leaving only elite soldiers and generals to deal with the war that may arise at any time.

This point made Yang Jian feel a little relieved.

"What is the black cloud?"

"I don't know, it seems to be dead air, but it can't be cleared. Sanqing and the others can only temporarily trap it with the miasma in Beizhou," Tianyan Daozi said with a smile, "Do you feel helpless?"

Yang Jian thought of those indifferent eyes without any emotion or anger, "The powerful enemy has clearly appeared, and even swaggered directly in Beihai, in the world of Wubuzhou..."

"This shows two points." Daozi Tianyan shook his fingers, "First, the other party didn't take us seriously, and planned to use the calamity of 'resurrection from death' to destroy the prehistoric world. In fact, this is also the trick they used to destroy Taishi, Taiji, and Taisu."

Yang Jian sighed: "I also want to thank them for looking down on them and leaving us some hope."

Lord Hei Ling asked: "How can the fallen monsters be brought back to life?"

"The Imprint of the True Spirit," Tian Yan Daozi seemed a little reluctant to mention this, and simply explained: "It is mentioned in the memory left by the Father God that among the powerful enemies, there is a supreme being who can use the imprint left by the true spirit between heaven and earth to reshape the true spirit."

Yang Jian said: "Is it the owner of the previous pair of eyes?"

"Not necessarily," Tianyan Daozi shrugged, "I still can't understand how they exist, after all, the realm is too far behind."

After wiping his face, Yang Jian asked again: "What is the second?"

"There are spies planted by the other party in the prehistoric world. There are two of them that can be identified. One is the demon master Kunpeng who has joined them at some time, and the other is Shen Gongbao who was named General Shuishui."

After Tianyan Daozi finished speaking calmly, Yang Jian felt a pain in his head.

Kunpeng is not difficult to accept, after all, Yang Jian has classified the murderous Kunpeng as an opponent that must be eliminated before the war.

Shen Gongbao who was thrown to fill Beihai Haiyan was actually a pawn placed by the opponent?

Even if the Youmingjian is a flaw in the 'big formation' of Tiandao, it is expected that the opponent will start to attack from this.

It's just that they didn't expect the other party to occupy the Nether Stream without making a sound. There must be some omission, which was missed by the saints before.

Shen Gongbao, Shen Gongbao...

Forget it, it's useless to worry about these things at this time, maybe an army is gathering under the crack, and the monks in the prehistoric, from the six saints to the ordinary heavenly soldiers, can only wait outside for the opponent to launch an offensive.

This is the suppression of the big realm.

Tianyan Daozi looked at Yang Jian, "The most urgent task is to get rid of Kunpeng to prevent future troubles."

"Where to find it?"

"Naturally go to the Chaos Sea," Daozi Tianyan glanced at the Black Spirit Lord, and said with a smile, "I'll leave this matter to you. Seeing that Princess Chuqi has a good cultivation, it seems that she also hates demon masters, so you two should work together to find the traces of Kunpeng and kill it."

Yang Jian said: "It's easy to say, why don't you come with us?"

"I want to retreat to death," Tianyan Daozi's tone was still calm, "If I don't become a saint within three thousand years, I will kill myself and fill up the power of heaven."

Yang Jian:……

Tianyan Taoist stared at Yang Jian, with a little relief in his eyes, "The time left for you is running out."

"Sanctification is easier said than done?"

Daozi Tianyan was silent for a while, and then said: "If the final calamity comes, if I become a saint and you are not, I will sink a few prehistoric creatures into the chaotic clock, and leave the prehistoric world."

Yang Jian smiled wryly and cursed: "What's the use of my sanctification?"

"If you are not holy, how can you become the strongest?"

"I!"

Tianyan Daozi asked quite sharply, and Yang Jian didn't know how to refute for a while.

Daozi Tianyan chuckled, bowed to Yang Jian, turned around and walked towards the corner where he came, his figure slowly dissipating.

There is no sense of tragedy, Tianyan Daozi was born from the way of heaven, and he doesn't have much emotion.

After Tianyan Daozi left, Yang Jian turned to face the stone platform, where the Black Spirit Lord was thinking about digesting what Yang Jian and Tianyan Daozi had said, but Suirenshi was watching Yang Jian.

Suihuang Surong asked Yang Jian: "Is my little friend sure of becoming a saint?"

"Throughout the ages, who dares to say that there is certainty of becoming a saint?" Yang Jian was a little disturbed, "You guys talk about the past first, and I will go to Beihai for a while."

"If you just go there as an incarnation, you might be taken advantage of by a strong enemy," Suiren said. "If you are Hong Huang's last resort, you should not attract the attention of a strong enemy too early. The farther you are from Hong Huang, the better."

Yang Jian's heart trembled, and he bowed to Suirenshi, "Thank you for reminding me, senior."

"Ah, the human race is really suffering a lot," Suirenshi sighed softly, staring at Yang Jian, as if he was thinking about something.

When Yang Jian felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Suirenshi's deep eyes, Suirenshi suddenly said, "Come closer, I have a treasure for you."

"Senior, I am cultivating a physical body, and most of the treasures are useless to me."

Suirenshi raised his left hand with some difficulty, his arm was pierced by several black chains, every slight movement could cause endless pain, but Suirenshi still didn't change his face.

The withered hand, which was only half the size of a normal person's palm, slowly spread out, and a candle light flickered gently.

"This fire is the first fire lit by mortals after the dark days of ancient times. The way of heaven cannot be extinguished, and saints cannot be deceived. If you cannot become holy when a strong enemy comes, this fire can also help you fight against saints."

firewood.