The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Is this... the same clan of the Great Elder?"

"Suppress everywhere! Repair the formation! Don't give the heretics a chance!"

"What about the Great Elder?"

The Remnant Bone Realm, which occupies the eight central mountains, was forcibly broken by the Kunpeng due to the large array, and suddenly fell into a huge commotion.

Most monks in the prehistoric world know that Kunpeng was born in the prehistoric North Sea and was a giant beast in the North Sea. After gaining power, it rose up and turned into a roc bird.

Such an encounter would be difficult to replicate, so how could there be fellows?

The eyes of the Second Elder of the Remnant Bone Realm were a little surprised, apparently he hadn't recovered from the battle between Yang Jian and Kunpeng, but he reacted quickly, he just ordered people to quickly repair the formation, and didn't lead anyone to catch up.

This is obviously not a battle situation that the Remnant Bone World can intervene.

"Go to monk Honghuang and ask, what kind of character is that Yang Jian!"

The second elder made an order, and the monks in these hundreds of mountains were harmed innocently; it's just that this place is too far away from the flood, and it is difficult for the monks who have left the sea of ​​chaos for thousands of years to get here, and most of them don't know the word Yang Jian.

It was too late to go to the hall, all the masters of the Remnant Bone Realm, all the elders, gathered beside the Second Elder.

"How did he get here and we don't know?"

"This son is too brave. The Great Elder is not his opponent. If he comes back later, he will definitely implicate us because of the Great Elder."

"This chaotic sea, could it be possible that a sage of the Dao can't be achieved? Has this son already proved the Dao with his strength?"

"Otherwise, how can we suppress the Great Elder?"

"Everyone!" The second elder said in a deep voice, gradually quieting down the discussions around him.

Most people are silent, and those who talk the most are often those who are old but not strong enough. Most of the real strong have their own arrogance.

The second elder said: "After all, the Great Elder is the Great Elder with our broken bones. This man ignored our broken bones and came directly to chase and kill the Great Elder. He forced the Great Elder to leave and regarded our broken bones as nothing!"

"Heh," one person sneered, "If a man has strength, so what if he insults us? If we are invincible, what can we say even if we are killed by him?"

Another old man looked towards a corner and said in a low voice: "Most of the guardians of the peaks are only injured but not dead. The other party has already shown mercy."

"How did he get into my remnant bones?" Someone shouted again, "Such a powerful enemy is obviously the one who injured the Great Elder before. After the Great Elder returned to the mountain, he specifically told him not to reveal his whereabouts... Could it be that Remnant Bones has someone inside?"

"Don't worry about it," a cold voice came from below, the second elder looked down and felt a headache.

A group of old men all bowed their hands in salute, obviously the Remnant Bone Realm also respects etiquette.

Naturally, it was no one else who came, but Huo Rong who had been watching coldly before; beside her was Huo Pi, the pink-skinned uncle, but at this time Huo Pi was full of fear and rather cautious.

"This person followed my brother Pi to enter," Huo Rong said indifferently, a wave of tyrannical coercion permeated the air, and Huo Pi almost fell to his knees.

Huo Pi hurriedly clasped his hands in salutation, according to what Huo Rong said earlier, he explained clearly the fact that he and Yang Jian met outside the world until the battle just now.

"Everyone... I have come to Cangu many times. Rong'er is the third elder here. I will definitely not hurt Cangu's heart." Huo Pi felt a bitter taste in his mouth, "This... When this lord called me brother and brother, I really didn't know he could be so strong."

"He mentioned his origin to you?"

"I only know that it is monk Honghuang. You have heard what he and the great elder said earlier," Huo Pi sighed faintly, "He was ordered by a saint... a saint."

"The sage is so far away from us, he is the sage of the prehistoric, what does it have to do with us?"

Another person frowned and said, "But having said that, the Great Elder is called Kunpeng, what kind of outrageous things has this Kunpeng done?"

"The Great Elder has made great contributions to our Remnant Bone Realm! He has not been able to retreat all year round. How could he be a villain? My Remnant Bone Realm has been opened up to now, for the purpose of guarding the remains of our predecessors, and accumulating strength to meet the catastrophe..."

Huo Rong suddenly said: "I just want to ask, this question has been stuffed in my heart for a long time, and today I dared to ask when I saw the Great Elder fled in despair."

All the masters focused their eyes on the Third Elder who didn't show up much on weekdays, but was responsible for handling most of the daily affairs of Remnant Bones. They saw that her eyes were full of tears and her body trembled a little despite her strong cultivation.

"My master, the world master, is he alive or dead, where is he now?"

A group of people fell silent for a moment, recalling all kinds of past events. Most of these elders who practiced in seclusion and didn't move around much, gradually changed their complexions.

The Second Elder became a little restless, walked back and forth for two steps, and said in a deep voice: "What did the Great Elder do before, and then ask those prehistoric monks to find out... Let's ask in person! Be sure to ask clearly!"

"Walk."

"It's only now that we feel that we don't know anything about the Great Elder."

Wu Yangyang, a group of experts from the Remnant Bone Realm who hadn't shown up for a long time began to walk around, and soon found a few prehistoric monks.

Who is Kunpeng and what has he done? As long as they are monks who left the prehistoric times in ancient times, most of them know something.

The glorious deeds of the demon master Kunpeng really shocked these spirit clan powerhouses who have not experienced too much 'catastrophe'. The more detailed the questions, the colder the sweat...

"Hurry up, go to the place where the world lord retreats all the year round to seek a meeting!"

...

In the boundless, treacherous and dangerous chaotic sea, a black line cut through the layers of fog and was flying towards a certain direction very quickly.

This black shadow is naturally the Black Spirit Lord. She saw two kunpeng appearing, one chasing the other and rushing into the sea of ​​chaos. Naturally, she knew that the little kunpeng was transformed by Yang Jian with seventy-two transformations.

As for why the Kunpeng transformed by Yang Jian can have the same extreme speed as Kunpeng, this is not something she can figure out.

But the Black Spirit Lord had already laid some traps outside the Bone Bone Realm. When Kunpeng soared into the sky, a small blood curse attached to Kunpeng's huge body, guiding her in the right direction.

It is impossible to judge the distance, but because of the difference in escape speed, the Black Spirit Lord can still feel that Kunpeng is getting farther and farther away from him.

The chaotic sea in front of him was surging, and the Black Spirit Lord didn't want to rush into it. He saw the 'debris' floating in the sky, and the creatures were struggling on top of these debris like ants...

Putting together the debris, it should have been a small 'land', forming a world of its own in the sea of ​​chaos, with millions of chaotic spirits attached to it...

However, most of the casualties at this time, this world does not exist.

Lord Hei Ling's gaze fluctuated a little, then he returned to indifference, and continued to chase forward.

After flying for an unknown distance, she saw a similar situation again; she could almost imagine that when Kunpeng was fleeing, he deliberately smashed these places where the spirit tribes depended on by all means, so as to stop Yang Jian or distract him from taking care of them.

Unfortunately, Yang Jian didn't stop because of this, and continued to chase.

The Black Spirit Lord was unwilling to stop. Although her cultivation base was high, even if she stopped to save people, she would not be able to save many, but the flame of revenge in her heart was burning fiercely, making her demon heart unable to rest.

On the way forward, I saw several pieces of land that were crushed by Kunpeng, and even a few corpses of chaotic giant beasts thousands of feet in length.

The blood curse was still pointing the way, and the Lord of the Black Spirit chased after him all the way, seeing all the tragedy along the way.

But Kunpeng's frantic rampage was more like a dying struggle.

Finally, the Black Spirit Lord arrived in a void, and the tunnel was like a broken net, the universe was gone, and the atmosphere of chaos floated around.

Before she sensed that the blood curse stayed here for half a day, it must be a big battle that no one could see.

The Black Spirit Lord bypassed the hole in the universe and continued to chase, even if it was just a glance, she did not expect revenge with her own hands, even if it was just to let her see the tragic state of Kunpeng before he died...

"What are you doing so fast!"

She gritted her teeth and cursed, even feeling a little tired, but she clenched her teeth and continued to chase.

Before and after, after chasing for half a month, Lord Black Spirit didn't know where she had flown to, but her spirit was shaken suddenly.

Kunpeng stopped for the second time.

But this time it stopped and never moved again!

Lord Hei Ling couldn't help but became more urgent. She knew that Yang Jian had the strength to completely defeat Kunpeng at this time, and she was worried that she would not see the end of this chasing battle.

But compared to Kunpeng's escape speed, she flew too slowly, too slowly. It took nearly a hundred days of hard work, saw more and more tragic battlefields, and finally saw that familiar figure.

It was in yet another void, the aura of chaos was far away, and the tide had not returned at this time.

The universe is constantly being shattered and 'recombined' by the power of Taoism, and there are flying blood stains and jet-black pieces of meat everywhere.

Two huge corpses turned upside down and floated in the void. The flesh was shining with black light, and seemed to be joining together again; but every time these huge corpses wanted to join up, they would be chopped off in two by a bright spear light.

"coming?"

Yang Jian's voice transmission was full of fatigue, which made the black spirit master's eyes red for no reason.

"Come here and kill him. I have sealed his primordial spirit at the back of his head. If you have anything to torture him, you can ask him." Yang Jian said in a low voice, and continued to stand on the gap between the two corpses, waving his gun light continuously.

bass.

With two more scimitars in his hands, Lord Hei Ling rushed to the place indicated by Yang Jian almost at the fastest speed in his life.

Looking closer, one can see that the huge corpse is pierced with one section after another of invisible weapons, and there is almost no complete flesh and blood.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have been unable to imagine what the battle between Yang Jian and Kunpeng was like, and how intense it was. How much effort and means Yang Jian used to kill Kunpeng here.

The back of Kunpeng's head was blown apart, like a huge basin, the flesh and blood inside was still pitch black, not blood red.

At the bottom of the basin, eighteen black handle spear shadows were inserted into a crystal ball, penetrating through the little 'Kunpeng' in the ball.

Like a big fish whose tail fin has been pierced, like a roc whose wings have been pinned.

"Kunpeng!"