Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1413 King Qin and the Black Dragon Army
The inner world that sealed off the followers of the Dark Sect was about to be broken. More than ten huge whirlpools of different sizes were forming on the sea surface. Most of the East China Sea was shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning and thunder, creating a doomsday scene.

There were many Penglai immortals present, from all sects and schools. They were the closest and had already regarded this opportunity as a sure thing.

There were not many people from the Jiejiao sect who came to the scene. Jin Ling, Yunxiao and the others had basically experienced that era. At that time, the higher the cultivation level and the greater the resentment in one's body, the deeper the influence of the whispering. Now they have all reached the quasi-saint stage, and their attitude towards this weird knowledge is to stay away from it. After all, they have a saint teacher at home and are not short of insights into the Tao. There is no need to learn these weird things.

The ones who came were the Fire Spirit Mother, Yu Yuan and more than ten outer disciples.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. The time when the immortals came to pay homage to the gods was already yesterday, but the immortals in Penglai did not dare to neglect them. They bowed when they met them and used honorifics when they spoke to them, showing great respect.

The person with the highest status at the scene is Master Huanglong!

This is the only Taiyi Golden Immortal present, the direct disciple of the saint.

Nezha saw him and Yang Jian from afar, and then flew over to meet them.

"Brother Yang, Uncle Huanglong." He greeted them politely, but there was something wrong with the order of the greetings.

Zhenren Huanglong didn't mind this. He was very familiar with Nezha. His fighting ability was not as good as Yang Jian's, so it was normal for his name to be put after Yang Jian.

The two also returned the gift.

"Brother Li."

"Junior Brother Li."

The three of them exchanged a few simple greetings and then talked about the strange space in front of them.

"A few mere demons dare to claim they're masters of the Way of Space? I'll poke a few holes in them!" Nezha was full of confidence. The great way his teacher was going to use to achieve the Hun Yuan Dao was the Way of Space, and his elder brother Dijiang was also proficient in the Way of Space. Now what? A few demons who appeared out of nowhere also know the Way of Space? What a joke!
Yang Jian looked at Nezha carefully. Xiaotian Dog barked twice beside him, and he patted the dog's head lightly.

Both of them are Golden Immortals, but Nezha has broken through to the middle stage of Golden Immortal. It is hard to say about his combat power, but simply speaking of realm, Nezha has already surpassed him.

This made Yang Jian feel a little uncomfortable. He was much older than Nezha and had entered the Taoism much earlier. When he was practicing under Jade Ding Zhenren, Nezha was not born yet.

Now he has been surpassed by a small realm
Nezha seemed to be unconcerned, but he was actually extremely proud in his heart. He could hardly suppress the smile on his face. After so much effort, he finally surpassed Yang Jian!
This is not a small goal, but a big goal in his life.

Yang Jian is very similar to him in every aspect. It was once a peak in his life, but now he has passed it.

He knew that his victory was a bit unfair.

Deng Chanyu, the first person under the saint, is indeed offline, but the Phoenix is ​​still there, and the Moonlight Tathagata is still there. Nezha has no shortage of teachers' guidance. The Great God of the Three Altars and the Sea Assembly is a title given by Taoism and Buddhism. As long as he doesn't make a fuss everywhere, he can eat the peaches in the Heavenly Palace at will. He has also been to Lingshan, the fifth of the Nine Special Victories. His current practice of "Supreme Divine Power" has reached the small success stage.

He has the resources, the techniques, and the teachers to teach him.

Yang Jian had almost nothing and could only practice hard on his own. Jade Ding Zhenren did come back to life, but he lived in the Sun Star all year round and they could only meet once every ten or eight years. Besides, Jade Ding was just a Golden Immortal. What could he teach Yang Jian?
It is natural for Nezha to overtake. If there are no major changes, the gap between him and Yang Jian will become wider and wider.

"Brother Li, how about we have a sparring match?" Yang Jian was full of fighting spirit. Xiaotian Dog beside him also lowered his body, ready to go, and entered combat state.

Nezha took a look at the bastard and laughed: "Okay, Brother Yang, please teach me." "Please!"

"please!"

They fought for only one day before stopping. Nezha was bitten on the calf by Howling Sky Dog, and Yang Jian was shot in the ribs.

The huge whirlpools above the sea are connected into one, dark clouds are rolling, the sunlight is completely blocked by the thick clouds, and the inner world is about to break out.

"Brother Yang, how about I go to Meishan to ask for advice in the future?" Nezha was obviously more concerned about the fact that these monsters used the avenue of space. They could learn from each other at any time, but he didn't want to get injured before he even met the monsters.

Yang Jian was silent for a few breaths and said, "Okay, I'll be waiting for you at Meishan."

Yang Jian becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent. During the battle, there is no noticeable difference in their realm. However, both of them know the truth, and he is still at a disadvantage. Nezha's Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling are useless. Relying solely on martial arts and magic, he is tied with the combination of Yang Jian and Xiaotian Dog. Once he uses magic weapons, Yang Jian will most likely be defeated.

They finished fighting and stood together, waiting for the inner world to be completely unsealed.

Nezha rubbed the dog's head angrily, but Xiaotian Dog behaved very docilely at this time and said, "You can touch me as you like. I'm not angry."

Nezha was petting his dog when his expression suddenly changed and he looked towards the west: "Uncle Master, did you sense that?"

What did he sense? Huang Long Zhenren's mastery of various techniques was actually not as good as Nezha's. After more than ten breaths, he heard something unusual: "Is that the neighing of a Pegasus?"

Nezha said, "No, it's the dragon horse."

After a cup of tea, a black cloud slowly came from afar.

Eight extremely agile dragon horses pulled the imperial carriage, and three thousand fully armed soldiers drove flying boats, descending into the East China Sea in a mighty force.

The Penglai Immortal felt puzzled. He really didn't expect that a mortal could come here, and it seemed that he wanted to get a piece of the pie?

A large flag with the word "Qin" on a white background and black edges fluttered in the wind. Next to the flag with the word "Qin" was a smaller flag with the word "Han". The official flag of the Han Dynasty, "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix", did not appear, and was replaced by a flag of "Nine Dragons Playing with a Pearl".

Each dragon horse has almost the same combat power as a celestial being of the same level. The eight dragon horses form a battle formation, and just one look at them makes you feel that they are unstoppable.

The three thousand soldiers were all elite warriors with strong blood and energy. At this time, only more than a hundred years had passed since the Battle of the Gods. The generals and warriors in the human world were able to defeat human immortals and earthly immortals with their mortal bodies. Each of these soldiers looked extremely powerful.

Huang Long Zhenren couldn't help but take a few more glances. He felt that these three thousand warriors didn't seem like pure human beings. They all had some dragon blood in them. Was this a conspiracy within the clan? He pondered it over and over, but ultimately didn't call it out. The affairs of the human world were none of his business. Let the clan handle it as it pleased.

Nezha frowned.

He no longer had any relationship with the Han Dynasty, but he had fought under this flag for many years. Now, seeing the Han Dynasty's fortune declining and the flags of foreign races flying high, he knew that this was inevitable, but he still felt a little unhappy.

(End of this chapter)