The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

After a few greetings, Tianpeng took the two juniors and followed the Tianting group to the side of the Taoist gate, but Wang Lingguan and others were afraid that Tianpeng's position would be disadvantaged, so they took the initiative to give them a hand.

Talking about the destruction of the Heavenly Court and the current situation of the original gods, Tianpeng and the others couldn't help but sigh.

Although the Jade Emperor fell and the Heavenly Court was destroyed, the righteous gods of the Heavenly Court suffered few casualties, and the entire system was still functioning, supporting the remaining half of the world.

But it is still not as beautiful as it was in the heavenly court, and without the blessing and preferential treatment of the power of heaven, sometimes it is also full of troubles, which makes people burnt out.

"Well, I don't know when the saints plan to counterattack and go back," a celestial general sighed softly, "The only wish I have for the rest of my life is to take back the land of Wubuzhou, let the heavens rise above the clouds again, and re-establish the order of the three realms, shelter all living beings, and clear the six realms."

All the monks nodded one after another, and sighed in front of the saint's courtyard one by one.

Those Buddhist disciples were much quieter, just waiting quietly, as if they came here to cultivate the Tao, and they don't need to disturb their Taoism by other things except the Tao.

Oh no, it should be to cultivate the Dharma and stabilize the Buddha's mind.

Squeak——

The wooden door of the small courtyard was opened, and it was still Yang Jian and Tianyan Daozi who stepped out. When they could see a few saints, they sat quietly under the tree, like clay sculptures.

All the monks made Daoyi or Buddha ceremony together, and Yang Jian and Tianyan Daozi also returned a bow.

"Everyone must have heard the rules of the sword-testing place," Tianyan Daozi said, and went straight to the point. "The sword-testing place can only accommodate a limited number of monks. You are recommended by many great talents and selected carefully."

"After entering the place of sword testing, within a thousand years, there are still many magical methods, treasures, and elixirs here. This is the limit that several saints can do for you."

"This road is difficult, but I know that the farther you go, the more you will gain. You are all people with great ambitions, and I hope you can seize this opportunity."

All the monks agreed, Tianyan Daozi looked at Yang Jian, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, do you have anything to add?"

"I didn't have it at first, but I have to say it when you mention it like this."

Yang Jian complained a few words like a joke, and all the monks laughed lightly.

"I was in the courtyard just now, and one of the things I heard most from you was when to counterattack," Yang Jian said. "In fact, the saints have already discussed this matter. It will be within three years at the latest, and it will have to wait a year at the earliest."

"Among the sword-testing places, there are very few people who can stay for a thousand years. Therefore, fellow Taoists may be the last batch of people who can make use of the sword-testing place, but because of this, everyone, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and don't be misled by obsession."

After one year, within three years.

All the cultivators here, as well as the mighty ones who observed this place with their spiritual sense from a distance, all showed joy on their faces.

What they were most worried about was that the saints had concluded that they had no chance of winning, so they would keep defending like this and slowly wait for death.

Now that Yang Jian said the approximate date of the counterattack, it certainly lifted their spirits.

Of course, Yang Jian didn't say it casually, it was indeed the result of the discussion of the prehistoric saints, everything depends on how the prehistoric monks recover, and whether the strongest will make other arrangements.

For a moment, the news seemed to have wings, and it was quickly spread towards Nanbubuzhou, towards the wars and confrontations everywhere, or the great world that had not yet been affected.

One year later, within three years, Hong Huang will make a full-scale counterattack!

This was said by Yang Jian himself, with a lot of confidence; all the monks in the prehistoric area were in high spirits, and there was a scene of horses and soldiers everywhere.

The remnants of the Heavenly Court can't wait to practice themselves all the time, but you all feel that time is running out, and see if you can realize some magical powers or formations to kill the enemy.

Although the world is damaged, this ambition cannot be deceived!

Originally, most of the cultivators were afraid, fearful, and terrified of the most powerful people.

But now, many of the surviving monks are full of anger and strong hatred in their hearts. They wish to return to the Beihai War that day, and they will definitely change the situation of the battle.

Yang Jian's release of this news really boosted the morale of all parties in Honghuang.

But the plan didn't go as smoothly as Yang Jian and the saints had imagined...

Sending off the third batch of monks to enter the sword-testing place, Yang Jian headed to Xunyun full of energy, preparing to continue to make troubles in the prehistoric Wubuzhou.

What Yang Jian didn't expect was that he and Yun Xiao tried their best to think of a suspicious strategy, but in the end, when they rushed to Wubuzhou, there was no sign of Xu Mo.

Not only Xu Mo, but the army staying in Wubuzhou, the subordinates of those most powerful men have all disappeared, as if they had evaporated out of thin air.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, discussed with Yun Xiao, and the two explored the ruined and dark wild land side by side.

It is true that there is no trace at all, and the Nether Stream in the North Sea is empty.

"What's going on? Did they abandon this place?"

"Impossible, how could they give up? There are still countless ghost armies active in the Great Thousand World, and only Xu Mo, his subordinates, and the main force of his army disappeared."

Yang Jian thought for a while, then Yun Xiao said, "Let's go to various places in the Great Thousand World to see."

"Alright," Yang Jian nodded, and moved together with Yun Xiao. As long as the two don't separate, it's very difficult for them to ambush each other.

Thinking about it, Xu Mo was annoyed by being harassed by Yang Jian, so he used this method to avoid Yang Jian and concentrate on healing.

The ancient pilgrimage road is still there, and most of the monks, whether it is Xu Mo's army or Honghuang, are under the Daluo realm, and they try their best to avoid damaging the ancient pilgrimage road.

Destroying the ancient pilgrimage road will not stop Xu Mo's ghost army from raging, but will make it more difficult to counterattack in the future.

The two first went to the nearest Great Thousand Worlds around the prehistoric region, like the land of Wubuzhou. Although there are still large formations of heaven and earth, they are already devastated.

How many souls died in Xu Mo's hands?

Countless, but Hong Huang's casualties at this time are only one-tenth of Tai Su's.

"This Xu Mo really deserves to die," Yang Jian's face was extremely calm when he said this, but Yun Xiao could hear the strong killing intent in his words.

Yun Xiao also said, "Damn it indeed."

Afterwards, the two sighed softly, and continued to search through the Great Thousand World, and all they saw was a barren land, but a little outside, Xixi murmured about the endless ghost army.

Yang Jian took the initiative and slaughtered several ghost armies in the Great Thousand World, but the most powerful side did not move, and those resurrected people seemed to disappear overnight...

"It's all right now," Yang Jian sighed, "It's like the enemy is in the dark and I'm in the light again, and the initiative has been handed over again. But I said, I will counterattack in a year..."

"It's good to be able to take back the Great Desolate Wubu Continent without any effort," Yun Xiao said softly, and Yang Jian also nodded.

In fact, the important thing is not just to conquer the lost ground, but to wipe out the remaining army of the opponent, to wipe out Xu Mo and all his subordinates, and only in this way can the first step of the catastrophe be passed....

"Let's go to the Chaos Sea and look for it."

"Well, you and I are looking for it together."

The two went on the road again, but this time they expanded their search to cover the entire Chaos Sea.

But the sea of ​​chaos is too vast, even if they have the heart, it will be very difficult for them to investigate.

No way, this Xu Mo took his army to the other side of the barrier of heaven and earth... This possibility is extremely low, the other party must have been lurking, waiting for Xu Mo to recover from his injuries, and then wipe out the prehistoric world in one fell swoop.

Yang Jian sent out a few jade talismans, and all the sages of the wilderness also began to look for the traces of Xu Mo and others.

Xu Mo's avenue does not have the way of the 'time wheel', and it cannot travel through time like a chaotic clock. If they want to hide, they must be in this chaotic sea.

Searched for half a year with no results.

Fortunately, this news was concealed, and only the saints knew it, and it did not cause panic among the prehistoric cultivators.

Now, a problem is placed in front of the saints.

If Xu Mo still doesn't show up in another two years, are they really going to counterattack and take back the land of Wubuzhou...

"The ninth strongest, it's really hard to deal with."

Yang Jian sighed, and could only temporarily give up the search.

Yun Xiao thought for a while, then said, "I'll ask an expert to see if he can do anything."

"Well, please help me give this expert a voice," Yang Jian said with a smile, Yun Xiao pursed his lips and chuckled, keeping everything in silence.

After half a day, Yun Xiao hurried back.

"Anxin is, on the day Honghuang counterattacks, I have a way to force Na Xumo and his subordinates to show up."

Yang Jian and the saints breathed a sigh of relief, but then they looked at Yun Xiao strangely.

"Cough," Master Tongtian made a little noise, "Yunxiao?"

"The disciple is here," Yun Xiao bowed and saluted, standing there with lowered eyebrows, gentle as water, yet possessing the majesty of a saint.

Master Tongtian was hesitant to speak. Among the saints, he was the only master who could ask all kinds of doubts about Yun Xiao, but when the words came to his mouth, Master Tongtian only said: "You should pay attention to rest when you work hard, and go back to cultivate."

"Yes, Master."

Yunxiao immediately cast a grateful look at Tongtian Cult Master, Tongtian Cult Master waved his hand, and Yunxiao's figure turned into a wisp of cloud and mist and disappeared.

Some things, there is no way to get to the bottom of it, and the saints are not stupid, and they have already seen some clues.

"Then, I will go to Zhong Nei to continue my practice," Yang Jian said in the same way.

It's rare to have a thousand to two thousand years of Ansheng's life. He always wants to try whether he can make the Bajiu Xuan Gong a saint, so that he can truly stand side by side with the strongest.

Xeon...

Stepping on two paths and standing above the living beings, how can it be so easy to achieve?

Yang Jian returned to the depths of the starry sky where he had stayed for a long time before, and continued to sit in that routine, before enlightenment... in a daze.

Inexplicably, a somewhat strange idea came out from the bottom of my heart, and it was like wildfire starting a prairie fire, and it couldn't be covered up.

Is this road, where the most powerful person controls multiple avenues, really the only one above the saint?

Is the Xeon's path completely correct?

Is there another realm above the saint that is not the supreme realm?

Thinking about it this way, Yang Jian was a little bit stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself. In a daze, hundreds of years passed by in a hurry...