The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The three-way vanguard army set off for more than 220 days, and conquered more than 800 worlds in the Great Thousand World, and countless small worlds.

A group of creatures from the small thousand worlds that had not been destroyed were moved into the great thousand worlds, which restored a little vitality in the great thousand worlds everywhere; countless souls were connected to the six reincarnation disks, and these worlds destroyed by the most powerful will quickly regain their vitality in the next few hundred years.

Finally, the three armies broke into the "dead" land around the prehistoric Wubuzhou.

Afterwards, all the way to Wubu Continent, in the Great Thousand World and the Small Thousand World, there were no living beings, the spiritual energy dissipated, and there were no people living everywhere, and there was never a single ghost.

Ten years ago, these were big worlds full of life and people!

Now there are bones everywhere, and the world is desolate...

"These powerhouses really deserve to die! Don't they see creatures in their eyes at all? Aren't they also creatures!"

In front of a mountain of white bones, Nezha, who was wearing a lotus battle suit, gritted his teeth and cursed, and all the generals behind him were silent.

In this situation, they have seen more than ten big worlds in a row.

And according to the reports of the people who went forward to inquire, all the way to the land of Wubuzhou, all the worlds are extinct like this.

Xu Mo, the most powerful, has taken away the power of life in these great worlds.

Behind Nezha, Qingxu Daodezhenjun in a blue Taoist robe sighed softly, and said: "It is said that the world is not benevolent, but in fact, the world loves it; those who are truly inhumane just jumped out of the world and the great way, thinking that they have already transcended these existences that are shackles of life."

"Don't be emotional," Tao Xing Tianzun reminded, "Quickly report this place, let's not rush forward, so as not to be ambushed by the other party."

Nezha nodded, and Deng Chanyu had already released the jade talisman.

Not long after, a communication jade talisman came through the air, and inside it was Li Jing's military order.

The army slowed down for the time being, explored the way ahead, and waited for the main force to arrive.

The so-called main force of the Great Desolation is naturally the cultivator who is really going to head-to-head with the resurrected army and Xu Mo's old army.

At this time, these monks gathered in Nanfangbuzhou, which made Nanfangbuzhou extremely crowded. There were countless immortals lined up in battle formations, and a Daluo Jinxian sat in the cloud, but they were all silent.

At this time, hundreds of drums were placed on the general worship platform, and dozens of banners were planted everywhere. This is the 'standard equipment' for Li Jing to command the battle formation.

Yang Jian was still in seclusion at this time, and did not take the initiative to show up; therefore, Tianyan Daozi and Master Tongtian showed up to preside over the matter of ordering soldiers and worshiping generals.

Anyone whose cultivation level is below that of an immortal will enter the secular world and protect mortals.

Those who cultivated as true immortals, celestial immortals, and golden immortals formed a large army and formed an array on the north side of Nanzhou to practice the battle formation method that was painstakingly pondered by Taiyi Zhenren and other formation masters.

Then, a picture of Tai Chi covered the entire Nanfangbu Continent under the dome of the sky, dragging Nanfangbu Continent to take off in the center of the four great worlds, and somewhat slowly rushed to the land of Wubu Continent.

How did they escape from Nanbuzhou that day? Today they will go back the same way and send countless souls back to various parts of Wubuzhou.

Outside the South Continent, the sea of ​​chaos was constantly tumbling, guarded by beast ships thousands of miles long and tens of thousands of miles long.

The army of the Chaos Spirit Clan has also undergone some 'simplification', retaining those whose strength is comparable to that of the true immortals, and sending those who are not strong enough back to the outside of Xuandu City to rebuild the Black Spirit Kingdom.

If you calculate carefully, the Chaos Spirit Clan is actually above the Primordial Cultivator regardless of the size of the army or the number of masters.

But there is no way, it is Yang Jian who controls the spirit tribe; and the army of the spirit tribe can only display some simple formations, the real main force is the prehistoric cultivators.

If you remove the chaotic atmosphere around Nanbuzhou, you can see that these ferocious warships are actually guarding various places in Nanzhou according to some kind of large formation.

If there is a sudden attack while advancing in Nanzhou, no matter from which direction, there will be experts from the Spirit Race to respond in time, thus buying more opportunities for the monks to fight back.

But judging from the current situation, the most powerful Xu Mo should wait for them to return to the Great Desolate Wubu Continent before inflicting a thunderous blow, and the journey should be calm.

But it is not sure, there is nothing wrong with being careful, and it is always good to be cautious.

When Nanfangbuzhou arrived at Wubuzhou, it was the time when the Heavenly War started again.

But this time, Honghuang has no way out, and all the forces that can be assembled have been assembled within the past few years.

Chaotian Pavilion went all out, and Tianting Zhengshen also participated in the battle head-on;

All Buddhist monks with some strength in various Buddhist countries were summoned to Nanfang Buzhou, and the continuous thoughts of sentient beings in various Buddhist countries were also blessed on top of the Buddhist soldiers;

Even the ancient and ancient major repairs who were originally living in the sea of ​​​​chaos, who could feel that the prehistoric world was in a desperate situation, rushed back one after another.

If this battle cannot be won again, the existence of Honghuang will really become what Xu Mo said...

It's just a remnant, a joke.

Another fifty days.

The three-way vanguard army has approached Wubuzhou from three sides, and after the central army, Nanfangbuzhou is less than a million miles away from Wubuzhou.

In the Great Thousand Worlds along the way, except for the places where life is extinct, most of them have a steady stream of thoughts blessing on Nanfangbuzhou.

That is the living beings who survived the catastrophe are praying to the heaven and the earth, praying day and night, hoping that the gods can repel the evil spirits and protect the prehistoric world, so that they can continue to have this heaven and earth to rely on.

At this time, Hong Huang made the final mobilization order.

A series of six sages' proclamations were spread throughout the three thousand worlds by the power of heaven.

The so-called strength of a battle requires the ability of a true immortal, otherwise it would just be a death in vain.

Countless monks knew that for Honghuang, the final battle was about to break out.

If the skin does not exist, how will the hair be attached?

Those who don’t want their relatives and friends to die tragically, those who don’t want to see their disciples who are innocent in disasters, those who don’t want to see floods destroyed, and those who don’t want to see their homeland destroyed, all set out on the road;

The universe is bright, and the living beings are in harmony.

The light of the Six Paths of Reincarnation filled the dilapidated underworld at this time, and the underworld ghost messengers were lining up inside and outside Fengdu City to prepare for the battle, and on the periphery, countless Buddhist soldiers were lining up.

Only this time, these Buddhist soldiers were not going to capture Fengdu City, but were facing north, ready to meet the enemy.

This can be regarded as the karma owed by Buddhism, and now they have become the existence of protecting the six reincarnation disks. If the army of the most powerful makes a surprise attack, they will use their flesh and blood to build the outermost city wall of the underworld.

Below the reincarnation disc of the six paths, two saints and empresses sit on a high platform, and below are the ghost emperors of the five directions, Yan Jun of the ten palaces, and a few monster masters who follow Nuwa

"Sister," Empress Nuwa said softly, "Is everything arranged properly?"

"Well," Houtu nodded lightly, "It's been hidden. If the battle is tight later, you and I should have someone to support the fellow Taoists."

Nuwa nodded slightly with a solemn face.

Empress Houtu asked suddenly: "Sister, with your supernatural powers, can you recreate some people for those extinct worlds?"

"Of course." Nüwa nodded slightly, but then sighed softly, "But although it is easy to create human beings, it is somewhat difficult to keep these human races alive. This matter needs to be done step by step, and it is definitely not a one-day job."

This is indeed true.

To restore these extinct Great Thousand Worlds to their original heyday, it is not enough to get some people to go there. Flowers, grass, insects, fish, mountains, rivers, and spirit beasts are all very important.

Humans are just "the ones who enjoy their success" in various worlds. Mortals need to eat grains and catch meat. These barren lands need to slowly recover their vitality before the human race can reproduce.

Nuwa said in a low voice: "A few Huoyun Cave fellow Taoists will do this, so you and I don't need to worry about it."

"Well," Houtu could only nod his head, his spiritual consciousness swept across a great world that Nanzhou was passing by, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

when--

The sound of the Chaos Clock suddenly rippled between heaven and earth.

After the bell, Tianyan Daozi's voice reached the ears of countless creatures:

"There will be more than ten days to return to the prehistoric world, and a big battle is inevitable. The evil spirits from the sky are nowhere to be seen at this time. It must be for the sneak attack."

"Dear friends, from above the gods, if there is a tyrannical person with supernatural powers and comes to the Cangming Mountain in the north of Nanzhou, the poor Taoist will rely on the Chaos Clock to keep millions of monks as a rare soldier."

"In the future duel, this plan will definitely win!"

The final sound of the word "Sheng" is like a bell and drum, echoing continuously between heaven and earth.

Groups of monks moved upon hearing the news, and the so-called Cangming Mountain was surrounded in a short time.

Underworld, on the high platform under the six paths of reincarnation, the two saints and empresses looked at each other.

"Tianyan Daoist, why is this?" Empress Nuwa held her forehead with her slender hand, feeling a little headache, "If it is a rare soldier, how can you shout so loudly? Don't say that Xu Mo must have buried a hidden thread in Nanzhou. Such a big movement can be heard outside."

"Maybe there are other calculations," Houtu said softly, "Friend Tianyan was born by the Dao of Heaven, so he would never act so thoughtlessly. If there is no other calculation, it is deliberately to attract the attention of powerful enemies."

"It's fine if that's the case," Nuwa glanced at the shining golden figure outside the city, "I don't know why, but I'm always a little restless."

Houtu smiled wryly and said, "Before the war, I also had no peace."

Nuwa was a little hesitant to speak, her spiritual sense skipped over the underworld, looked at the golden pagoda a few more times, and after getting nothing, she turned her eyes to the Cangming Mountain.

At this time, Tianyan Daozi was leading more than a hundred monks who had just come out of the sword-testing place to select 'surprising soldiers'. The Chaos Clock floated in the sky, sprinkling dozens of fairy roads, allowing these monks to enter it continuously.

"Huh?"

Empress Nuwa suddenly noticed something, and her beautiful eyes wandered for a while on the shining bald heads among the immortals.

They were several great witches of the Wu clan. In the previous battle, Da Ang led 1,800 witches to charge back and forth, which left a deep impression on the saints.

Moreover, Da Ang is really too eye-catching among the immortals.

Search around Da Ang, and you can quickly find a war witch with a stern face...

Nuwa didn't look at it too much, and quickly withdrew her consciousness, knowing that Tianyan Daozi was calculating the layout, so she didn't care about it anymore.

In fact, Empress Nuwa didn't know that at this time, the three thousand disciples of the witch clan who followed Yang Jian were all mixed among the immortal soldiers in Meishan, scattered as much as possible and flew into the Chaos Bell from various immortal roads.

In addition to these war witches, a group of masters of the dragon clan also used the method of transformation, and they also dispersed and flew into the chaotic clock.

Prior to this, 300,000 spiritual elites selected by meditation had already entered the Chaos Clock, together with the two or three hundred monks who had stayed in the sword-testing place, they had disappeared without a trace...

What they did was indeed a strategy of surprise soldiers, but there was not only one real surprise soldier.