The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Even if the two Xeons appear on the stage at this time, they are only the last two Xenos, but they have exceeded the upper limit of the prehistoric world by too many...

But Yang Jian is still onslaught, still unwilling to give up on this.

At this time, the offensive and defensive changes, Xu Mo is only preventing Yang Jian from returning to the prehistoric world; the strongest is already a level higher than the Dao sage, even if Yang Jian has defeated Xu Mo who is injured by the Dao at this time, it is by no means a day or two.

But that Ksitigarbha, the eighth most powerful person, is now in the Nether Realm, next to the underworld.

When he appeared here, he was just laughing at Yang Jian, mocking these creatures who are constantly struggling for their own survival, and then he would directly take away the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk and Empress Nuwa...

At this time, Yang Jian couldn't even think about why the Ksitigarbha would say that the two of them would be able to retire after taking away the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk and Nuwa.

The long spear left endless spear shadows, but Xu Mo just dodged lightly, all he needed to do was destroy the sea of ​​Taoism around him, so that Yang Jian could not control the Dao and return to the prehistoric.

"ah--"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yang Jian's double overlapping force released almost recklessly, but only once out of ten times Xu Mo's Dao body was damaged, and these damages would be completely repaired in an instant.

In the direction of Honghuang, an indescribable aura surged out, rushing in all directions...

When the three avenues opened up the sea of ​​chaos at the same time, the phantom of that little monk in white enveloped the entire prehistoric...

Yang Jian was furious, but Xu Mo's laughter became wilder.

"The light of rice grains is the light of rice grains after all! Yang Jian, you!"

Xu Mo's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, as if a big hand had strangled his throat, and he raised it up again.

Yang Jian was also a little startled by this situation, but without hesitation, he immediately raised his gun and rushed towards Xu Mo's vital points with the sound of dragon roars.

Two overlapping forces!

Xu Mo's eyes revealed a trace of panic, but he couldn't move at all at this moment, not only the Taoist body, but also the two avenues seemed to be directly locked!

but……

A big hand swept across in front of him, and Yang Jian's long spear, which could not be traced at all, was easily held by this big hand.

This is a palm forged like jade, exuding a faint dao charm, and with the appearance of this palm, a figure also appeared between Xu Mo and Yang Jian.

With long purple hair and a long dress, Xu Mo saw this man's face, his eyes revealed a little shock and disbelief.

But this person just turned his head to look at Yang Jian, and urged in a low voice: "Go to the wilderness to save people."

Yang Jian said firmly: "Kill Xu Mo first!"

"No, if the most powerful person falls, even the weakest most powerful person falls, it will definitely attract strong people that I can't deal with. Go quickly."

Yang Jian took a deep breath, bowed to the person who appeared, then turned and rushed towards Hong Huang.

Nine Heavens Fuyao Jue!

After rushing out of the place of fighting skills, the sea of ​​Taoism rushes towards us, and Yang Jian's figure disappears with a whoosh.

The purple-haired man let go of Xu Mo's grip, and stared at Xu Mo with a half-smile.

Xu Mo just smiled coldly, the surprise just now was gone, and he said in a low voice:

"Meng Luo, you should also know the methods of the eldest sister."

"I know more than you, the younger brother who became the strongest later." The purple-haired man stared in the direction of Hong Huang with his hands behind his back, "That's why you can live."

Xu Mo snorted coldly, and sat there cross-legged in meditation.

The purple-haired man chuckled, but his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, the purple-haired man looked in the direction of Xuandu City, his face was shocked for a moment, and then he showed a deep wry smile.

"I see……"

He sighed softly, waved his sleeve robe, and disappeared into the void at the same time as Xu Mo.

"It seems that my appearance should be within the calculation of the elder sister, and I will not be able to beat it after all."

The prehistoric, the underworld, the nether world.

Yang Jian came back half a step late. When his figure appeared directly on Fengdu City, the six reincarnation disks had disappeared, and the eighteen levels of hell below the six reincarnation disks had been overturned.

The real reincarnation disc of the six realms is hidden under the 18th floor of hell, and it has obviously been taken away by someone at this time.

But it was precisely this design before the war, and this delay at this time, that made Yang Jian successfully stop Nuwa and Houtu, and face the little monk in white sitting cross-legged between heaven and earth.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk was sitting under the little monk at this time, as big as a futon, and the soul inside it that hadn't had time to escape was being forcibly refined by the little monk into the power of life to fill itself!

All the Buddhist soldiers and ghost soldiers in the nether world were gone at this time, and behind the Ksitigarbha King, a ferocious beast stood proudly, and there were countless souls in its mouth that it hadn't had time to swallow.

This ferocious beast has a wolf's head, a leopard's body, and a cow's hooves. It has a total of eighteen long and thin tails of different lengths. At the end of the tails are some terrifying eyes.

listen?

Yes, this is true listening!

"Ksitigarbha!"

Yang Jian really almost gritted his teeth. There are so many ghosts in the underworld, but they were swallowed up by this beast!

The young monk in white just laughed lightly, and said: "Xu Mo is really useless, I also like the name, Dizang, but it's not bad."

The ghost messengers of the underworld were somewhat protected by Nuwa and Houtu, and Yama of the Ten Palaces and the ghost emperors of the five directions were at a loss at this time.

"What's going on here?" King Qin Guang asked in a trembling voice, "Why is Ksitigarbha?"

"He is the most powerful man, ranking above Xu Mo." Yang Jian opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Sister, go to the astrolabe with Empress Nuwa."

After saying that, a gleam of water diffused around his body, and a piece of heaven and earth spread out in the underworld.

Inside the body!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the universe in the body has already covered most of the prehistoric world!

This heaven and earth projection only came for a moment, but it permeated from the underworld to Nanfang Buzhou, and then expanded the border to the chaotic land of Central China.

Without waiting for the little monk in white to make a move, Yang Jian retracted the universe in his body in an instant, and on the north side of Central China, three thousand Wu clan disciples who followed Yang Jian, 50,000 war witches, a group of witch clan masters, and hundreds of thousands of prehistoric monks whose cultivation base was above the heavenly immortals rushed towards the chaos.

"There are changes in the underworld! Quick battle!"

Yang Jian's voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, and the hearts of all the monks were awe-inspiring.

In the Underworld, the Ksitigarbha King seemed to be a little afraid of Yang Jian, so he didn't make a direct move, but just looked at Yang Jian's figure with a smile.

"Are you really going to resist me?" Dizang asked softly, "If you hand over Nuwa today, it doesn't matter whether this world will be destroyed or not."

Yang Jian Lingtai flickered with aura, and instantly understood what these powerful people wanted.

"You want the avenue of good fortune of Empress Nuwa?"

Ksitigarbha King suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, "That's right, there are six reincarnation coils that absorb true spirits from the long river of true spirits, and there is Nuwa, the avenue of good fortune, that continuously creates creatures. Doesn't that mean there is a steady stream of spiritual power. If this is the case, there is no need for us to destroy the world. Yang Jian, hand over Nuwa, you should be a smart person."

Nuwa's expression changed, she just stared at Yang Jian's back.

"Put down the six reincarnation discs."

The divine light surged in Yang Jian's eyes, and the divine eyes on his forehead showed a compelling light.

"Oh? Don't be so stubborn. I've already given you Honghuang a way to survive. Why, Honghuang can't even part with a treasure or a virtuous saint?"

"I let you put it down!"

Yang Jian yelled violently, his figure jumped up, and several supernatural powers blasted towards the little monk in white, and his figure was even behind these magical powers.

The three-pointed and two-edged gun was unsheathed, and the two overlapping forces were already on the string.

"good."

Ksitigarbha slowly closed his eyes, but surrounded by golden Buddhas one after another, and then slapped Yang Jian with huge palms.

Such supernatural powers are by no means comparable to Buddhist supernatural powers!

The dao rhyme contained in each giant golden palm is different, it seems to be a mixture of three avenues, but these three avenues complement each other, and there are countless changes in the combination of dao.

The spear smashed through three giant palms one after another, but Yang Jian's golden body trembled slightly after being shaken by three completely different countershock forces, and he couldn't help but vomit blood.

With a soft snort, Nuwa's red hydrangea slammed from the side, and covered the forehead of the Ksitigarbha King.

But the Diting Divine Beast arrived at Ksitigarbha's side at some point, and returned to a length of ten feet from a height of ten thousand feet. With just a light sweep of its tail, the red hydrangea was immediately sent flying.

There is an astonishing dao rhyme surging from this divine beast, it is actually the realm of the perfect dao, the pinnacle of a dao sage!

Ksitigarbha tapped his finger lightly, and a golden light burst out from the fingertips, directly hitting the shoulder blade of Empress Nuwa; fairy mist gushed out from around the latter, and a treasure flag hung up to block the golden light directly.

However, a corner of the treasure flag was damaged, so it could no longer be used.

"Why struggle? All living beings are suffering, and only detachment can escape suffering."

Dizang sighed softly, suddenly a sharp spear tip appeared in front of him and stabbed at his throat.

Ding--

Taos of golden light gushed out from the body of the ground, and countless talismans and Buddha seals condensed into a round cover, but it firmly blocked Yang Jian's spear that had exerted supernatural powers.

Dizang waved his hand, Yang Jian didn't feel that he had suffered any force, but his figure flew out involuntarily.

The golden light swayed, and the golden body was a little unstable, trembling constantly.

When Yang Jian smashed into Fengdu City, a golden handprint appeared on his chest; Dizang raised his hand and pressed down gently, and the outline of a huge palm appeared around Yang Jian's body, pressing straight.

With a bang, almost half of the buildings in Fengdu City collapsed, and Yang Jian's figure was directly blown away.

Penetrating the layers of the underworld, passing through the sea of ​​blood, passing through the great array of heaven and earth, rushing out of the bottom of the prehistoric desolation, and rushing into the sea of ​​chaos...

Yang Jian's long hair fluttered lightly, as if falling downwards, but suddenly opened his eyes.

With a flash of his figure, he reappeared in the underworld, sweeping the spear in his hand, and directly swept away the divine beast of Diting who was fighting fiercely with Nuwa.

"It's nothing more than Xu Mo is your opponent," Jizo said calmly, his smile subsided, and his face became a little more dignified, "This physical body is really strong beyond common sense."

At this moment, there was a soft sound from the astrolabe above the prehistoric sky. First, dozens of corpses fell from the sky, and then two figures fell straight down, rushing towards the underworld...