The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Prehistoric five continents.

Finally going back...

Yang Jian fell from the sky, landed on the northernmost part of Nanbubuzhou, and also landed at the forefront of the battle formation of the prehistoric cultivators.

The bloody stele that was originally in the northwest desert had been carried here, and it was used as a silent drum, waiting for a living monk to pass by it, to avenge the named or unnamed heroic spirits on it.

Yang Jian landed on this spot, took a random piece of stone, turned over and sat on the relatively flat stone surface.

The three-pointed and two-edged spear was lying on the side, and the Aotian Eagle landed on the tip of the spear, and those eagle eyes were watching the tumbling chaotic sea not far away.

Touching a pot of wine in the black turtle belt, Yang Jian poured a sip into his mouth from time to time; leaning against this blood stele, as if leaning against an old friend, silently, as if talking happily with wine.

All the monks watched silently, then gradually withdrew their gazes, sat down, and waited for the moment when the great battle broke out.

In less than a day, Nanfangbuzhou will connect with Central China again, and the prehistoric Wubuzhou will be restored to its integrity.

The last time he left in embarrassment, and now he has returned strongly, it is actually less than ten years.

But in such a short period of time, Hong Huang completed the integration of all the remaining powers, and came out of the sword-testing land with several groups of characters who could be used, which has rewritten the power comparison with the army of the most powerful.

However, it will be an inevitable battle after all.

Perhaps the final result is that one out of ten will die, but as long as he can win, it will be enough.

...

In the chaotic sea beyond the sky of Nanzhou, in a beast battleship that is thousands of miles long and escorting Nanzhou forward, several leaders of the Black Spirit Kingdom rarely get together.

They were not discussing tactics, but preparing for battle.

Yun Xiao and Taoist Huanglong gathered all the spirit warriors under Taoist Huanglong, and they constantly changed the spirit core pattern of these warriors, and 'transferred' the spirit warriors under their control to Ao Xinke, Ao Fangtian, Kong Xuan, Chu Qi, and Chi Jingzi.

This is actually done just in case.

Yun Xiao was going to fight fiercely with the strongest, and his life and death were indeed uncertain, and his future was unknown. It was also reasonable to transfer the spirit warriors under his command to the other five people who could sit in the rear.

But Taoist Huanglong...

Could it be that he really wanted to find the subordinates of Xeon to blew himself up and died together?

"Third Junior Brother, take a rest."

Chi Jingzi persuaded from the side, constantly revising the spiritual core formation, which was both mentally and mentally exhausting.

Taoist Huanglong shook his head lightly, and said: "No, if you want to do that, it will take half a day at least. There is not much left, go ahead."

Chi Jingzi hesitated to speak, and the people beside him frowned slightly.

Obviously, they all knew Huanglong Taoist's plan. Although they all felt that it was a bit risky and might not succeed, but in the current situation, if Huanglong Taoist could really 'succeed', it would be a rare help for Honghuang.

"Senior Brother Huang Long," Yun Xiao said softly from the side, "Everything needs extra preparation, don't bet your life on it."

"Not crazy, not live."

Taoist Huanglong shook his head and sighed, Yun Xiao could only smile helplessly.

Yunxiao is now in the realm of sage consummation, half a step away from reaching the realm of merging with the Tao and merging with the Tao.

Although Taoist Huanglong was smiling all the time, anyone could see the unquenchable fire in his heart. The matter had come to this point, and it was somewhat impossible for him to let go of this idea.

Chu Qi suddenly asked, "Where is Commander Kong's mother at this time?"

"I'm retreating in Nanzhou, and my mother has realized a little practice." Kong Xuanlue sighed helplessly, "It's also because we are useless. My mother is already in such a situation, but she still has to worry about Honghuang."

Ao Xinke said softly: "Any living beings who walk out of Honghuang will not be able to let go of Honghuang."

On the side, Yunxiao tapped his finger and opened a cloud mirror, which showed the situation on the northernmost side of Nanfangbuzhou.

Yang Jian was sitting in front of the stone tablet drinking, with his left leg slightly curled up, his arm resting on his leg, and his slightly lonely face, Ao Xinke suddenly smiled softer.

Kong Xuan rolled his eyes, and couldn't help cursing: "When it's a critical moment, you know how to be handsome."

"Honghuang can have today's counterattack, thanks to Yang Jian's efforts to support the pressure that the strongest man brought to Honghuang." Yun Xiao looked at Kong Xuan and said seriously, "He has only practiced Taoism for ten thousand years, and he is still on the road of physical cultivation. He has suffered far more than you and I have realized Taoism and practiced. We should respect him."

"Yes, yes," Kong Xuan twitched his lips, but didn't say much.

On the other hand, Ao Fangtian said with a smile: "Not to mention anything else, my sister-in-law is indeed a rare man who is handsome but not at all feminine, and his appearance is also very good."

Chi Jingzi joked: "Aren't the sons of the Dragon Palace also have good appearance and character?"

"There's going to be a big battle soon, you guys are discussing this here!" Taoist Huanglong rolled his eyes, while changing the spirit core formation, motioning for Ao Fangtian to come over to take over, while reminiscing for a while full of emotion, "Actually, when the poor Taoist just practiced, he was also a master of foreign affairs."

After a few puffs, Yun Xiao and Kong Xuan couldn't help laughing at these words.

Huang Long's forehead was covered with black lines, he muttered a few words angrily, then continued to do his own business with his head down.

After another two hours, it was finally done. Taoist Huanglong's footsteps were a little sloppy when he got up, so he had to spend another moment in meditation to recover his spirit.

"In that case, Junior Sister Lao Yunxiao will give me a ride."

"Well, I'll send you to the wilderness, try not to arouse the other party's vigilance," Yun Xiao said in a low voice, and slowly closed his eyes, the fairy dress on his body fluttered gently, and the surroundings suddenly filled with clouds and mist.

The others all retreated, Huang Long took two steps forward and stood in the clouds.

Yun Xiaosu fiddled with the magic formula very quickly. It would take only a short while to send Huanglong to any corner of the Chaos Sea, but it was not easy to avoid causing fluctuations in the Dao Principle Sea, and preventing the most powerful Xu Mo and his powerful subordinates from noticing it.

After a while, Taoist Huanglong's figure was wrapped in clouds and mist, and disappeared without a trace.

And Yun Xiao tapped her finger in Honghuang's direction, a wisp of smoke drifted out from her fingertips, and disappeared in an instant.

"It's done?" Kong Xuan asked in surprise.

Yun Xiao nodded lightly: "Well, it has been sent there. It is in Central Shenzhou, not too far from the old course of the Yellow River in ancient times."

"I don't know if his trip will go well," Chi Jingzi sighed with emotion, "However, Junior Brother Huang Long still has this method to try, but you and I can only wait for the time."

Ao Xinke also said: "Sometimes it is really helpless to wait for the opportunity."

"Let's go back," Chu Qi urged, "We've already wasted a lot of time, but luckily we didn't encounter any wars on the way. Everyone, please remember that in the upcoming battle, you must put your own safety first, and don't let the spirit clan army suffer unnecessary damage. This time, the spirit clan masters will directly press down, and you and I can hide behind."

"Good!" Chi Jingzi agreed and was about to leave on the cloud.

"I'll send a few fellow Taoists," Yun Xiao waved his hand lightly, and a cloud of mist wrapped the few people in front of him and disappeared without a trace.

A few of them were distributed among the fierce beast warships, with a secret atmosphere.

Only Ao Xinke and Kong Xuan stayed together, and the two of them, as well as Xiao Lan who would come to the round later, were in charge of commanding and mobilizing the spirit clan army.

"You should also be careful," Yun Xiao asked worriedly, and both Ao Xinke and Kong Xuanjin agreed with a smile.

Yun Xiao also floated away, and went to prepare for the big battle later.

After Yunxiao left, Ao Xinke and Kong Xuan looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness and a little envy in each other's eyes.

"Master Yunxiao has achieved greatness overnight." Ao Xinke sighed, "If I also have such an opportunity, I can stay by my husband's side every step of the way. Unlike today, I can only be separated by two places."

Kong Xuan sneered, "All you want to sanctify you is to stay with your husband?"

"if not?"

"You..." Kong Xuan was speechless for a while, and then he could only shake his head, "Okay, I can't tell you. Xin Ke, how sure do you think Huang Long is?"

Ao Xinke shook her head, "Actually, the truth is very simple. If Senior Uncle Huang Long is confident, relying on the grievances accumulated by Senior Uncle Huang Long over the years, I'm afraid he would have taken the risk and given it a go. Why wait until today."

"Your words are not bad, but if you are less than half sure, wouldn't that be the same as killing your life for nothing?"

"Probably, Master Huanglong really wants to do something for Honghuang," Ao Xinke murmured a few words, and then sighed softly, "But in the end, even if I disturb the cleanliness of my father's burial place, I'm afraid I will be blamed by the clansmen."

The two women looked at each other and could only smile wryly.

In the prehistoric China, on the dark land, a somewhat 'sneaky' figure was galloping close to the ground.

Below him, there are dead trees one after another. If the area he flew over is connected into a line, the land seems to be a little different on this line.

Faintly, it seems that there are earth veins gathering here.

After flying for a while, this figure quietly landed in a high mountain, and fell into deep thought facing a stone wall.

He vaguely remembered that in ancient times, this place was a huge waterfall, and countless carps flocked here every year, wanting to do that one step to reach the sky.

This person is naturally Huang Long.

He rolled up his sleeves and didn't use his mana. Instead, he began to climb up the stone wall with a pair of veteran hands.

His physical body is naturally much stronger than ordinary quasi-sages, after all, he is from the dragon clan; but climbing here, for some reason, he feels extremely tired, and he starts to pant after a while.

But Huanglong still climbed up, until he reached the top of the mountain wall, turned over and rolled up, as if he was looking for something.

Feeling around, running around.

The hard work paid off, and soon, Huang Long moved a big rock, found the broken formation under the stone, crushed his finger, and a few drops of blood spilled on the broken formation.

In the next moment, a golden light flashed, and Huanglong disappeared without a trace.