The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Seeing Yun Xiao suddenly appearing in the peak of a sage, Xu Mo narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then focused his gaze.

What does a perfect avenue mean?

For monks in the Saint Realm, it is the perception accumulated over countless years, the fruit of Tao cultivated by countless painstaking efforts, which can be used to truly escape the world and the Tao.

But for the strongest...

This is the avenue where you can plunder to strengthen yourself, and even make your own strength leap again!

Facing Yun Xiao who suddenly appeared, the ninth most powerful man didn't seem to care much about whether the prehistoric war situation would be affected by this, but instead showed some indifferent emotions towards Yun Xiao...

greedy.

This is like an unowned saint's instrument, an innate treasure, for a quasi-sage who urgently needs treasure protection.

Yun Xiao at this time is the biggest target for the ninth strongest Xu Mo.

The most powerful man made a decisive move, he didn't even make a feint attack, he just left Yang Jian and flew towards Yunxiao, two criss-crossing avenues appeared around him, condensed into a pagoda and a precious orb, and the light pierced through the chaotic sea.

"Your opponent is me!"

Yang Jian's figure was not slow at all, he stopped the Ninth Xeon halfway, and the three-pointed and two-bladed spear swept outside the pagoda, knocking himself backwards and knocking out Xu Mo's momentum.

However, a scene that shocked Yang Jian a little bit happened before his eyes.

First, a white shadow flashed across his body, and then a mist appeared out of thin air in the shattered void, directly enveloping the figures of the three of them.

"careful!"

Yang Jian couldn't help but open his mouth to remind, but Yun Xiao's figure faced Xu Mo in the mist.

With a palm of her slender hand, Xu Mo's Dao body trembled slightly, but Xu Mo frowned and looked around, as if he couldn't find Yun Xiao in the mist.

Yun Xiao's figure floated over, standing in front of Yang Jian, his gaze was a little complicated.

"Master, you..."

"Let's just go," Yun Xiao said softly, "I'm not an opponent of the strongest, but this human being's injuries haven't healed, and he can't use his supernatural powers, so I can trap him."

Xu Mo's voice suddenly came from behind Yun Xiao, "Sure enough, there is more than one ancient sage reincarnated in Honghuang! I am disrespectful of your avenue."

Before the words fell, a thin sword slashed towards Yun Xiao's neck, and it was too late for Yang Jian to rescue him.

However, Yun Xiao only smiled lightly, and what the thin sword pierced was actually just a cloud of mist.

Without waiting for Yun Xiao to urge him again, Yang Jian stared coldly at Xu Mo's perplexed face, then turned around and rushed out of the place filled with clouds and mist.

The surrounding universe was still blocked by the Dao Yun of the most powerful man, so Yang Jian could only choose a place at random and flew for a while, and when he rushed into the constantly churning chaotic atmosphere, his figure disappeared in a flash.

But soon, Yang Jian found that he could not directly control the avenue to get close to the place where the Black Spirit Kingdom is located.

The other party was not completely unprepared, the dozen or so saints obviously used their own magical powers to shatter the universe around the Hei Ling Kingdom, so that Yang Jian could only show up halfway and fly towards the Hei Ling Kingdom.

Even at such a distance, you can still faintly feel the Dao Rhyme of the Great Dao.

Yang Jian's heart was already a little messed up, and his mood was inexplicably impatient. He was thinking of those taboo names in his heart, and wished he could pierce the entire chaotic sea with a single shot and open up a road.

At the same time, the prehistoric war situation.

Suddenly there was a long howl in the sky, and a young Taoist priest in a sky-blue Taoist robe came forward with a sword in hand, and a Tai Chi diagram made of water and fire was stepping coquettishly under his feet.

This guy flew to Beihai, and then yelled: "Shameless little thief! You actually sneaked up on me when Pindao was sleeping!"

After saying that, he threw the long sword away, and raised his hands high, forming a yin and yang energy between his hands...

The fairy sword of emotion is just a decoration.

"Brother is here!"

"The Great Master Xuandu is here!"

"It's the Taoist Profound Capital! Look! He actually picked up a Daoist saint!"

The morale of the prehistoric camp was also slightly shaken, and the master Xuandu controlled the yin and yang, and directly relied on his own supernatural powers to arrange a large formation of yin and yang, and sent Dong Huangtai, who was besieging the Taiji map together with other Dao sages, flying out.

Youdao is that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. Donghuang Taiyi and Xuandu fought once when the human race was robbed. At that time, Xuandu, the human saint master, won the ancient demon court.

"Xuandu, don't come here without any problems," Dong Huangtai asked indifferently.

Xuan Du smiled and said, "It's much stronger than you, a wild ghost. At least I haven't died yet."

"Oh, let's go with the prehistoric desolation today!" Donghuang Taiyi didn't say any more, the eight flames around his body were blazing, and the golden crow screamed loudly, rolling up the real fire of the sun and blasting away at Xuandu.

Xuandu was not in a hurry, and directly propped up the Taiji diagram to resist, which seemed to be effortless.

The two started a 'battle' in the sky, and it was you who fought back and forth, and I went on stage after you sang.

In other places, the fighting skills at the level of saints can distinguish between life and death in an instant, and you can't blink; but in this place, although Donghuang Taiyi attacked fiercely, all the offensives were blocked by Xuandu's Taiji diagram.

Forcibly turned into a turn-based general fighting method.

Seeing this scene, Guang Chengzi, who was fighting fiercely with several quasi-sages in the distance, could only shake his head and sigh, and didn't say much.

On the other hand, Taoist Duobao couldn't help laughing and cursing a few words, saying that Xuandu had started to be lazy again, and didn't work hard.

On the contrary, the saints didn't look at Master Xuandu too much from the beginning to the end, and Master Xuandu was able to forcibly take over a saint from the other party at the peak of quasi-sage, which has already made a lot of contributions to the prehistoric camp.

Of course, this is only on the surface.

While fighting, Xuandu would always look towards the sky, frowning, smiling and shaking his head.

The one who felt the most awkward at this time was the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

At this time, Donghuang Taiyi's eyes were full of doubts, and he gradually used all the supernatural powers he had back then, trying to understand something carefully.

Why, I obviously feel that I can break Xuandu's supernatural power with just half of my mana, but when I increase my strength, the opponent is still on the verge of falling?

Gradually, Donghuang Taiyi also seemed to understand something, and looked at Xuandu with a little more vigilance.

He recalled the previous battle in the astrolabe, which was also the same situation at that time. The Jade Cauldron Reverend had a tepid fight with a Dao Saint, and after finding the right time, the Jade Cauldron Reverend suddenly broke out into trouble, thus ruining Venerable Huo.

The current situation in Xuandu really made Donghuang Taiyi have to be vigilant, and even started to reserve more strength to deal with the possible "explosion" of Xuandu Great Master at any time.

Gradually, the fight here began to become 'stuck' and boring.

"Why don't you dare to fight anymore?" Xuan Du glanced at Donghuang Taiyi with a half-smile, but the latter snorted coldly, and became more conservative in his offensive.

Xuandu could only twitch the corners of his mouth a few times, and continued to put on a defensive posture.

After all, he held back a great saint.

This is the great saint...

"Although it's a fake."

...

Chaos Sea, where the Black Spirit Kingdom was originally located.

A million miles away, Yang Jian felt the violent collision of Dao Yun coming from ahead, and his body became more anxious.

Even with the posture of a saint, if he does not control the avenue and directly uses the escape method, it will take a while for Yang Jian to rush back to the Black Spirit Kingdom.

However, in the original Hei Ling Kingdom, there was no existence capable of fighting with the saints. In order to protect the prehistoric, most of the strong were transferred to the prehistoric world.

Although there are many soldiers and horses in Hei Ling Kingdom, in front of Xu Mo's old troops, they are nothing but ostentation.

This is……

An extremely huge dark ravine appeared in front of Yang Jian, and at the end of the ravine was a world broken into hundreds of pieces.

In this gully, there are more than a dozen saints' avenues and Dao rhymes, the universe is gone, and the Dao is broken...

Yang Jian's hands and feet were cold, and he almost saw the scene of the dozen or so saints attacking together and directly crushing the Black Spirit Kingdom!

Mother……

Feng Wu... Lan Er...

Yang Jian opened his mouth, his round eyes quickly turned red, but he suddenly woke up.

It's also a matter of concern, and he can clearly feel the lingering aftertaste of the collision of the sage's Dao Yun at this time. The fighting is still going on, and maybe they still have a chance.

There is no need to check the situation on those hundreds of fragments, the living beings are extinct.

It was a combined blow of more than a dozen saints, and even Yang Jian's golden body would be shaken to a certain extent, let alone the creatures there.

Yang Jian's figure rushed towards the fighting ground, and when he flew out of the ravine, he opened his vertical eyes and saw the situation ahead.

It's Xuandu City!

There are millions of troops fighting outside the city of Xuandu, no, it should be said that the remnants of the Hei Ling Kingdom are being 'destroyed'.

The place of fighting skills is in the inner city of Xuandu City, and it is the place Yang Jian is most familiar with!

Entrance to the Saint's Tomb!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian had already rushed to Xuandu City, his eyes flicked quickly, and he saw the broken puppets along the way, saw the wreckage of the two quasi-sacred puppets, and also saw...

A group of people surrounded by more than a dozen saints in front of the saint's tomb!

Dozens of "Old Master Mo" stood in a certain formation, and vigorous mana flowed continuously, forcibly supporting the formation.

Just looking at this situation, it is not difficult to infer that a group of people fled from Hei Ling Kingdom to Xuandu City before, were rescued by Old Master Mo, and went to the tomb of the saint. But just before entering the saint's tomb, the group was overtaken by dozens of saints here. In desperation, Old Master Mo summoned a large formation of puppets to resist...

Fortunately, Yang Jian arrived here in time.

More than a dozen saints around were attacking the formation together, but they couldn't take it for a while.

And these ten or so saints seemed to be a little bit jealous, and they were very measured in their actions, as if they were afraid of accidentally hurting someone in the formation.

Yang Jian didn't have time to look any further, he rushed straight down with a long howl, and the spear in his hand burst into brilliance!

Two overlapping forces! Directly lock on the nearest Dao Saint!

"die!"

"snort!"

A cold snort came from the side, and another aura that made Yang Jian have to look sideways swept up, and two divine lights slashed at Yang Jian very quickly.

There is also a master who is not inferior to Venerable Tu and six Dao Saints here!