The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Above the throne, the clouds gradually dispersed, and the corpse had disappeared.

Instead, there was a figure with an extremely beautiful face, even indistinguishable from men and women.

The blond hair hangs down, and his unobstructed figure is being entangled by strands of golden silk, but in a blink of an eye it turns into a wide-sleeved golden robe, which is wrapped around him.

He was looking at the Xuantu on the side with a smile, his palm slightly raised, and his fingers at the Xuantu, his complexion changed drastically, and his figure was split in an instant!

It seemed that the whole body had been severed by dozens of sharp blades!

But with a cold snort, Xuandu's figure appeared again, but this time his figure retreated rapidly, and his eyes were uncertain.

The Jinpao people did not open their mouths, but the elegant voice rang out leisurely, "There are many powerful enemies who have stood in front of me, but no one will use the method of controlling the soul of me. Probably they all know that my original road , Is the true soul of cultivation."

Murderous intent flashed in Xuan Du's eyes, but he felt that he was facing an invisible sea of ​​nothingness.

If you say nothingness, it seems to be ‘existing’; but if you say ‘existence’, you cannot perceive what kind of existence it is.

The figure on the throne didn't even look at him. With a light move with the palm of his hand, the'big sister' floated beside him and was pointed at his forehead.

The golden light was shining, and her dying realm instantly stabilized.

The elegant voice said softly with a somewhat contradictory gentleness: "Lian'er, Father is back, no one can hurt your heart and body."

"Father...Save him..."

The eldest sister subconsciously grasped her father's robe, and the latter gently shook her head.

"Father, you promised me!"

"Du Piruo hasn't reincarnated yet, I can bring his true spirit back," the Eternal God King gently shook his head, "but now, what I can save is only the one named Yang Jian who hates you later. By."

The eldest sister's eyes were full of confusion, and she slumped in the seat, unable to return to her senses.

The successive blows caused the only obsession in her heart to continue to shatter, rekindle, and shatter again.

From the perspective of revenge, Xuan Du still achieved her goal, she couldn't grieve more than she died, she didn't know how to continue living.

However, Xuan Du obviously hadn't vented the anger in his heart.

In those countless years, thousands of reincarnations in dreams, time after time, a little bit of anger in my heart!

"What about the Eternal God King?"

Xuan Du said slowly, two figures appeared behind him, and then these two figures directly blended with his figure.

Then, nine pillars of light slowly appeared behind him. It was nine avenues, and the nine yuan quickly returned to one.

"Today, you are all going to die!"

The eternal **** king looked at Xuandu with interest, his face that was not full of mysticism and explained the true meaning of the world, showing a little chuckle.

This smile can almost make people lose their minds.

All true, all things are one.

The surrounding Xinghai kept turning upside down, and as the Eternal God King raised his hand, the entire Xinghai slammed into his palm.

And behind the Eternal God King, an extremely luxuriant giant tree slowly rose, and golden light gleamed in the canopy, and a breathtaking pressure naturally revealed.

Eternal Wood.

"Humph! You just resurrected, how much mana can you have!"

The light flashed in the eyes of Xuandu, the long sleeves waved, the sword shadow across the sky cut across the universe, and shot away at the eternal king.

Every sword shadow is like the ultimate of the avenue of swords!

However, the canopy of the giant tree seemed to be blown by the breeze and swayed gently, the Eternal God King raised his left hand, and all the sword shadows in front of him returned to nothingness.

"The avenue is back to Ning!"

Xuan Du made another soft drink, the heavenly divine light shone, and the phantom of countless magic weapons quickly condensed.

Then, thousands of magic weapons phantoms shot away at the eternal king!

The **** king above the throne just watched with a smile, the giant tree behind him gently shook the crown of the tree, and a golden hemisphere knocked the altar upside down.

The light flashed chaotically and the avenue was precarious, but there was no tendency for the universe to break in the slightest.

Xuan Du squinted his eyes, and then his long sleeves fluttered, and a phantom appeared behind him. Gradually, the dome of the entire hall was gradually filled with thousands of people!

Pillars of light emerged behind these phantoms, and many of them were very similar, with only slight differences.

Thousands of avenues!

These thousands of phantoms are actually in the strongest realm!

"Oh, even when your eternal **** king is in heyday? For today, I will spend thousands of lives and thousands of lives in my dream!"

"I even forgot which one is my real body, I even forgot which one is the real me!"

"Only this hate lasts, only this hate always stays!"

"Today," Xuantu held his hands high, countless avenues seemed to be alive, the sky was shining, countless magical powers, and the vast sea of ​​mana crashed towards the altar throne in the middle of the hall.

"Let me come, slaying demons and defending!"

Chanting, Sanskrit singing, inscriptions, talisman...

There are thousands of ways, thousands of ways!

The archmage who stood proudly unleashed an endless offensive, and this hall that had gone through countless wars but still stood still, is trembling at this moment!

At the gate of the palace, that group of flames is already extremely strong!

However, no one is paying attention at this time, and no one is paying attention.

There are only four people in this place, and all the attention is on the high Taoist.

The sky full of magical powers, thousands of avenues directly blasted for half an hour!

Even the eternal **** king, how to resist under the power of thousands of the strongest?

can……

Some panting Great Master Xuandu frowned slightly, slightly narrowed his eyes, and stared at the altar.

There, a golden barrier still exists there.

"How could..."

Deep in consternation, full of disbelief, Xuan Du's eyes flashed with a little unwillingness.

The golden light slowly dissipated, and the eternal **** king sitting on the throne was still smiling, as if not paying attention to everything in the world.

"I am the Tao, the one, the truth, and the whole."

"I am the ruler of living beings and the true meaning of everything. The law cannot be hurt, and the gods cannot violate."

"I am eternal."

"To die with your eternity..."

Hum——

A faint golden light swept in all directions, and the figure on the throne flew up, peeking forward with one hand.

At that moment, cause and effect reversed, and it was unclear whether he held the Xuantu throat first or jumped up first;

It was also unclear whether Xuan was pinched by his neck first, or was defeated by thousands of dream bodies first.

In short, it was a flash of light and shadow, just a gleam of golden light, the over-thousand incarnations of Xuandu disappeared at the same time, and the palm of the most perfect masterpiece in the world clasped Xuandu’s throat.

Then with a slight tugging, Xuandu's figure fell like a meteor, hitting the jade of unknown material in the main hall, smashing a small hole.

"If you say that this is the calamity that came to prevent my resurrection, it would have disappointed me too much."

The Eternal God King's gaze swept, Xuan Du was lying on the ground unable to move for a while, spouting a few mouthfuls of blood, and his own nine avenues were broken more than half.

This is the strength of the Eternal God King?

This is the eternal **** king who crossed over to kill?

Why, countless years of accumulation in the dream body, countless times in the dream repeats the continuous practice, enlightenment, avoiding the catastrophe, and then returning to the predominant "Xuandu" body...

He has done so much, why should he fall short at this time.

Xuan Du looked at the'elder sister' who was sitting on the throne, fingers trembling, only unwillingness remained in his eyes.

"End it, creature."

The words of the Eternal God King were like the final sentence. As he raised his hand slightly, golden spears appeared behind him.

The fingers fell, and the spears crossed all barriers and appeared directly in front of Xuandu.

Hum——

A gleam of snow-white divine light, a spear pierced in, just sticking to the tip of Xuantu's nose, piercing through all the spears that were about to penetrate into Xuantu's body!

Xuan Du lay there in a daze. The one that had been swiped in front of him just now seemed to be...

Yang, Yang Jian?

The beautiful woman on the throne stood up a little uncontrollably, while the Eternal God King with one hand on his back turned and looked at the gate of the temple.

There, a touch of flame is condensing, and above the flame, there is a road mark like a folding fan!

Nine Avenues!

In the mark, there is a golden giant sword, a golden square shield, gray pagoda and square tripod, cyan lotus platform, blood-red flags and spears, and the intertwined water and fire avenue.

Water and fire contain Tai Chi, and the mark of the Eighth Avenue should represent the profound meaning of Tai Chi!

And the imprint of the Ninth Avenue!

It was dark, it seemed to be just a cloud of mist, but in the mist, a figure stood proudly.

Cross over!

That is Dubi's figure!

At this moment, it has become Yang Jian's ninth avenue!

The weirdness of this scene is really incomprehensible.

"It's you," the Eternal God King's smile and words were a bit of a slanderous meaning, "Even if I am reincarnated, I still want to take me on the road. Cross him."

The flame gradually converged, and Yang Jian's figure stepped forward, with cyan rays of light intertwined around him, wearing a cyan robe, and staring at the eternal **** king indifferently.

And behind him, the nine avenues gradually merged into one, but they all merged into the ninth avenue.

Yang Jian said calmly: "It's the same death."

"If I escape from here, how can you get me?"

The Eternal God King actually said such words, "The previous life you recruited at this time simply cannot bear for too long. I only need to wait for you to blew up."

"is it?"

Yang Jian chuckled, pressing his left hand against the ground.

Absolutely!

The entire hall suddenly disappeared, and there was darkness and chaos around it.

"You may have some misunderstandings. I don't just wield a knife and slash, but I don't care how big a mess I leave behind~www.readwn.com~ I am Yang Jian."

"I was Yang Jian in my previous life, and I am also Yang Jian in this life. My father's name is Yang Tianhua, and my father's name is Yang Tianyou; my mother's name is Wen Muwen, and my mother is also the sister of the Jade Emperor."

Raising his hand and grabbing it, a three-pointed two-edged spear appeared in his hand instantly, the Snow White Gun trembling slightly, and there was a broken hilt in the middle.

"Oh?" The Eternal God King's smile gradually diminished, his face was extremely solemn, but his figure receded unconsciously.

"It was Yang Jian who killed you today."

"Only me."

"Respect me."

"Do me."

"It belongs to me!"

Behind Yang Jian, the gloomy figure slowly opened his eyes!