The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

There were no casualties among the disciples of the Wu Clan, and even the masters of the Chaos Spirit Clan, who were invisible just now, suffered not too much damage.

At that time, the chaotic beasts attacked, and these Black Spirit Lord's subordinates rushed out bravely. The witches and witches were not in a hurry to attack. After all, these are Chaos Spirit Race, so there should be something special about them.

However, as soon as he came into contact with the group of ferocious beasts, he immediately lost a Quasi-Saint Realm and seven Great Luo Realm Spirit Race masters...

Witch ghosts and witches were really frightened by these chaotic spirit races, they quickly took action to resist the beasts, and made these spirit races hide in the battle boats on both sides.

'These are all Second Master's subordinates, they were damaged for some reason, so it's hard to explain to Second Master. '

These are the original words spoken by the two bigwigs of the Wu clan when they were discussing with each other.

They were indeed shocked—generally speaking, in the cognition of the Wu Clan, only a difficult living environment can create a truly strong man.

These chaotic spirit races were born in the Chaos Sea where the Dao is chaotic, they are more like barbarians, and the living environment is more than a hundred times more difficult than that of the prehistoric. Why are the masters born so 'weak'?

If you want to comment in detail, it is difficult to explain the reason even after a few days and nights.

It is probably due to the differences in supernatural powers, skills and treasures, and the masters of the Chaos Spirit Clan are basically promoted slowly through the long years and their respective talents. Although the Chaos Sea is infinite and the Chaos Spirit Clan is innumerable, compared to the prehistoric, the frequency of conflicts and fighting skills is quite low...

Resisting the group of fierce beasts, the witch ghost and the witch were more than able to poke and poke, and Da Ang and a few other masters of the witch clan were there to assist.

But they were indeed trapped here. Although the two masters, witches and witches, would have to fight like this for at least hundreds of thousands of years, but there was no guarantee that no stronger beasts would appear.

Fortunately, Yang Jian and the Black Spirit Lord came to help in time, and the crisis was finally resolved, and the three warships quickly left the place.

The 1,800 disciples of the Wu Clan did not make a sound from the beginning to the end. If you look into the battle boat in the middle, you can see that they are all practicing.

The atmosphere was rather dull.

Yang Jian's words put too much pressure on them.

When the witch ghost and the black spirit master returned one after another, Yang Jian had already taken care of the three chaotic spirits with horns on their heads.

In fact, he didn't do much, he just pulled the three Spirit Races closer to the battle boat, and asked some quasi-sages of the Spirit Race to whip that Monton a few times.

"Second master!"

The witch ghost yelled from behind. This senior of the witch tribe was full of energy and his eyes were shining. The previous battle seemed to wake up something, making him look a lot younger.

"Let that guy run away, who are they?" Hei Lingzhu asked coldly, his eyes under the ghost mask were full of sternness.

If it weren't for these guys' tricks, she wouldn't have to be so anxious to return in the prehistoric.

Yang Jian pulled Monton over casually, and said a few simple words: "Just ask him about everything. They are probably some arrogant Chaos Spirit Race. Take them back to the Black Spirit Realm. I will go back and guard there first."

"Arrogance?"

Lord Black Spirit sneered, "Don't kill them?"

"Keep it, it's still useful," Yang Jian said, "There are only a few dozen people in their family, and they all serve the God of All Souls... You should want to know what the God of Undead is."

"What?"

"Here," Yang Jian waved his hand lightly, and a stream of profound energy kept changing, turning into a majestic giant beast, constantly roaming.

The pupils of Hei Lingzhu's eyes shrank obviously, and his whole body exuded a cold killing intent.

"The demon master Kunpeng!"

"Be reasonable, even if we track down the whereabouts of the God of All Souls, neither of us is sure to get rid of him." Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "And according to what these three people said, the God of All Souls will only call them together when they need a herd of beasts to fight, and let them tame the chaotic beasts in the sea of ​​chaos on weekdays..."

The Black Spirit Lord didn't say a word, but from her rising and falling chest, it could be seen that she was trying her best to calm herself down.

The witch and the witch looked at each other. Although they didn't know what enmity Yang Jian had with the black spirit master and Kunpeng, the hatred of the demon master who planned to kill several ancestor witches was really endless.

But before the two of them could speak, Yang Jian had already patted the shoulder of the Black Spirit Lord, and said, "I'm going back first, so be careful on the road, everything can be discussed when you return to the Black Spirit Realm."

"Second Master is tired."

The witch ghost said a little embarrassedly, Yang Jian shook his head with a smile, wrapped the big net that trapped the three-legged crow with profound energy, and handed it over to the witch to guard.

Then he got out of the battle boat, turned into a golden roc, and flew towards the direction of the Black Spirit Realm.

He believed that the Black Spirit Lord would not do anything stupid, at most he would torture the three beast tamers.

Yang Jian wrapped himself with profound energy, and under the cover of the chaotic atmosphere, he did not reveal any traces at all.

He already knew at this time that the four beast tamers would attack the ferocious beast warship this time. In fact, they misjudged the warship at the beginning and mistook the warship for three chaotic beasts.

When they tame beasts, they usually besiege the beasts first, beat them to half-death, and then use their unique talents to subdue the beasts, control their will, and merge them into the herd.

This process is also not easy. It takes a lot of time and energy to tame the beasts in the quasi-holy realm.

About hundreds of years ago, the God of All Souls gathered all the power of the "God" clan and used herds of beasts to destroy the empire built by a powerful Chaos Spirit Race.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. Almost every thousands or tens of thousands of years, the god of all spirits will summon them once.

After each battle, the herd will inevitably suffer losses, and their family will follow the orders of the god of all spirits, that is, Kunpeng, to go in different directions with four or five tribesmen, tame new chaotic beasts, form a stronger herd, and wait for the next call.

As long as Yang Jian thinks of hundreds of thousands of violent quasi-holy chaotic beasts overwhelmingly rushing towards the Black Spirit Realm or Xuandu City, his scalp will tingle.

"It's a fluke."

Yang Jian murmured, feeling a little scared in his heart.

Maybe it's because he fought all the way up, and he felt a little impetuous in his heart, thinking that the demon master Kunpeng was nothing more than that, as long as he stepped into the eighth realm, he might not be invincible in fighting Kunpeng.

But Yang Jian completely ignored a fact.

Kunpeng is not nesting in a corner, waiting tremblingly for him to challenge.

The demon master Kunpeng was almost the maker of all the decisions of the demon clan during the ancient catastrophe. He plotted against the ancestral witch, the demon emperor, the black turtle...even the saint!

If you feel that your strength is enough to match Kunpeng, you will foolishly go to a "fight to the death" with Kunpeng, maybe you won't even see Kunpeng's face, and you will be inexplicably consumed by a group of fierce beasts...

Moreover, it is difficult to guarantee that Kunpeng will not have other unknown 'powers'.

What happened today, why did Yang Jian say it was a fluke?

Naturally, it was because he met these Chaos Spirit Races controlled by Kunpeng first, instead of unprepared to face a Kunpeng who was already invincible under the sage and hundreds of Chaos beasts!

Yang Jian had checked in detail before, and the three of them did not have any backhands left by Kunpeng. Perhaps Kunpeng did not expect that these "sons of gods" and "goddesses" who were hidden in the herd of beasts and had one-legged crows as mounts would be captured.

And Yang Jian's unexpected harvest is also thanks to the magic of the seventy-two transformations, which is enough to confuse the fake with the real.

God of Souls...

Yang Jian couldn't help remembering the first time he met Kunpeng, and he felt a little dazed in his heart.

Kunpeng should be a prehistoric innate creature, step by step from ancient times to today, what does this guy want to do? Or, what do you want?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, but Yang Jian will inevitably have to fight Kunpeng in the future, so he can only plan and calculate carefully.

Before Yang Jian went to Huoyun Cave, he also wanted to ask Xuanyuan Huangdi about the supernatural power and power of Xuangui Xuanzhu, but he was delayed by the matter of the Black Spirit Lord.

After spending three days, Yang Jian returned to the Black Spirit Realm, and met Ao Xinke for half a day to 'discuss' before returning his mind to the prehistoric world.

Such non-stop busyness really made him feel a little tired.

But as long as he thinks of the abyss blocked by the miasma above the North Sea, Yang Jian will not complain much, and tell himself to do his duty.

The avatar opened his eyes, Yang Jian looked at the dozing boy beside him, chuckled lightly, and walked towards the entrance of Emperor Xuanyuan's cave.

The entrance of the cave is connected to the ridge, and you can faintly see the continuous palaces and fairies playing there.

Three thousand stunning servants of the emperor.

Yang Jian just stood quietly without shouting. Sure enough, after a while, two fairies came and said that Xuanyuan Huangdi had gone to Beihai and hadn't returned yet.

"Can I bother you two to send someone to look for Senior Xuanyuan? This junior has something important to ask."

"True Monarch, please come to the cave to rest for a while, and I will go to find my husband and come back."

"I'll just wait here, thank you."

Watching the two fairies fly straight out of Huoyun Cave, Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief and stood there quietly waiting.

Not long after, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and Shennong returned hand in hand, and the two fairies bid farewell softly, leaving behind a little bit of aura in Huoyun Cave.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xuanyuan Huangdi asked with a smile, Shennong said a few words, and the three went to Shennong's cave together.

When Shennong ordered someone to offer the fairy tea, Yang Jian straight to the point, "Recently there was news about Kunpeng in the sea of ​​chaos, I would like to ask Senior Xuanyuan, what is the purpose of that mysterious pearl that was taken away by Kunpeng?"

Xuanyuan Huangdi frowned suddenly, and sat there with tea, as if he didn't want to speak.

Shennong at the side sighed softly, "The older generation knows about this matter, Xuanyuan doesn't want to mention it, why don't you let me talk about it."

"I said yes," Xuanyuan Huangdi pulled an ugly smile, "that mysterious bead was born at the beginning of the world, it condenses the innate aura, and gathers the nine mysterious avenues.

"It forms a universe and a world of its own, which can nourish the spirit, gather spirits, act out the world, and determine the universe."

Xuanyuan Huangdi paused for a moment, and then smiled wryly, "Anyone who gets this mysterious pearl will not die, and only his soul can be revived in the mysterious pearl... Therefore, the sage can't do anything about Kunpeng."

Yang Jian couldn't help putting his hand on his forehead.

This matter is getting more and more difficult.