The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Whatever you like to eat is good, but you can’t suffer;

No matter where you go, it is impossible to be fooled anyway.

Yang Jian inherited the teachings from his master, standing in front of the crystal hall, cheeky and playing rogues just refused to enter, which made people quite speechless.

Let alone heroism or something.

The road ahead is clearly a trap, why does he move forward? Moreover, the opponent and oneself are making false claims, rather than direct thunder crit, which proves that the other party has not won his confidence.

From this point of view, I had to go to the more toxic gray fog area to make a breakthrough before it was possible to find the real mysterious turtle remains.

And before that, Yang Jian also wanted to shed some useful news from these miasma spirits, or even if there was unexpected joy.

"The guest is afraid that I will harm you?"

The phantom brilliance flowing on the throne gradually turned into an old Taoist man with the bones of a fairy wind and cranes, smiling at Yang Jian's kindly eyebrows, and doing a good way from a distance.

Yang Jian also did a good job of this old way, his eyes kept showing off, but all he saw was gray.

Perhaps this old way is really related to Xuangui.

However, Xuangui's genuine reincarnation was Xuanyuan Huangdi. No matter how you look at this old way, he has the temperament of an old liar.

Yang Jian said: "My teacher often said that the heart of harm is not allowed, and the heart of defensiveness is not without. This place is dangerous and difficult to me, and it is not too much for me to be careful."

"A good defensive heart is indispensable," the old man chuckled three times, holding a fan in his hand and shaking it gently.

It seemed intentionally or unintentionally, this old way deliberately revealed the magic of this puff fan; Yang Jian had originally looked at the old guy with his eyes, but he was attracted by the puff fan before he knew it.

Five-wheeled pufans, the most famous innate spirit treasure, there are five in total, corresponding to wind, water, fire, earth, and thunder.

According to legend, this set of Lingbao is the proud work of the Taishang Lao. The water fan can attract boundless sky water, the fire fan can provoke the sky, the fire and the earth, and the earth fan can move mountains to fill the sea and build land to attract fields.

Fans don’t need to go into too much detail. They are also known as Banana Fans. In later generations, they will be taken by the Iron Fan Princess of the Monster Race along with the Fire Fans, which can attract strong winds.

The thunder fan is the most powerful, and it can attract boundless thunder, which is like a punishment.

Yang Jian's eyes were sharp, and on the puff fan that the old Taoist held in his hand, there was a thunderous Taoist rhyme, and with a shining lightning spell, it exuded Yang Jian's familiar Taoist rhyme.

This kind of Taoist rhyme Yang Jian has felt in the sage's inscription given by the Taoist master, I am afraid, only the sage can stay!

Five-wheeled fan? Or the most powerful thunder fan?

If you get this treasure, although the power of the soul is not too strong, but with the use of the Five Thunders, the power should not be underestimated!

Seeing that he could get another killer skill, Yang Jian couldn't control his mind; the Yuanshen Xiaoshu suddenly trembled, a mysterious Taoist rhyme spread, making Yang Jian cool and comfortable from head to toe.

He woke up suddenly, the faint red light in his eyes receded, and when he looked at the five-wheeled paddle fan, the only thoughts in his heart were alertness and surprise.

Almost caught this old silly way.

Seeing that Yang Jian woke up on his own, the old Taoist immediately said quietly: "Actually, you don't need to be on guard. I have noticed a familiar aura in you. It seems that it is related to my reincarnation, so I won't be embarrassed with you. Otherwise, how can I let Baal draw you here?"

Why? Killing people and getting rid of threats.

Yang Jian randomly found several reasons for this old way, and had found that this old way wanted to harm him, of course he refused to submit.

"Listen to your words, you are the spirit of the mysterious turtle?"

"Naturally," the old Dao smiled freely, and pointed to the surroundings, "otherwise how can I be here? Sitting on such a precious place?"

Yang Jian nodded, and took out a jade card casually, and said: "In that case, Emperor Xuanyuan is here. I order you to be loyal to me from now on. Come out."

"Oh?" The old Dao's complexion immediately turned gloomy, his eyes blazingly at the jade card in Yang Jian's hand, and he suddenly smiled again: "Do you think I am so easy to deceive?"

"This sentence is right when I ask you."

As soon as Yang Jian's words fell, the mountain axe hacked away at the nearest Yuzhu without warning.

This change happened suddenly, before the old Dao had time to react, the arc of light emitted by the mountain axe had already chopped on the white jade pillar.

The jade-colored brilliance was violent, and small cracks appeared in the jade column trembling.

Yang Jian raised the mountain-opening axe again, running the profound arts, and there was brilliance on the axe blade again.

"Dare you!" The old Dao looked violently and yelled angrily. In a flash, his figure appeared ten feet away in front of Yang Jian, with his palm facing Yang Jian's neck.

Yang Jianchi sneered, with a somewhat disdainful expression, he swung the mountain axe straight down, and while swinging the axe, he dodged dexterously toward the side.

The veteran big hand grabbed it, and the palm wind carried a strong fishy smell, which could be slid across Yang Jian's shoulder, failing to catch Yang Jian.

But with a soft bang, the crystal pillar that Yang Jian had chopped twice could not withstand the two impacts, and it exploded directly on one side, revealing a terrifying sight...

The crystal clear crystal column broke open, revealing a ‘black’ column.

This pillar is actually made up of the overlapping bodies of dozens of people!

These corpses are not wispy, they are all rubbed with dark red blood, like wood carvings, lifelike, but chilling!

It really is an evil place!

Moreover, these corpses are not the miasma, but the real flesh and blood that has been preserved, probably from the ancients, and the monks who were broken in the hands of the miasma were made by these two miasma with their wisdom. Such an evil formation.

There are forty or fifty people's corpses in one pillar, ninety-nine eighty-one stone pillars...

Yang Jian's face was cold, and he looked at the old way. The latter had completely tore off the hypocrisy on his face, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and waved the fan in his hand!

A moment ago, here was the crystal clear Crystal Palace;

In the next moment, this place will become a purgatory hall of ghosts and blood!

The only thing that didn't change was the old man, who was still immortal, yet so fascinating. He pointed a finger at Yang Jian and let out a sword aura.

At the same time, Ba Li, who had been waiting for orders from a distance, also roared and rushed up, trying to keep Yang Jian here.

If there is a man in white clothes who is ‘innocent’ first, if he really thinks that the miasma’s spiritual intelligence is nothing more than this, it’s really easy for the two miasma’s ways.

It's almost complete.

Yang Jian picked up his spear and fought forward, the old Pleiades drew back, and the warlord Ba Li rushed forward to fight with Yang Jian again.

Both Baal and the Miasma spirit wanted to introduce Yang Jian into the lore formation they arranged, but Yang Jian retreated while fighting, and arguing about the formation, but gradually led the two Miasma spirits out of the cave.

Yang Jian was about to rush to the gray and white smoke-filled area in the distance. Ba Li and Lao Dao stopped at the same time, and looked at Yang Jian with uncertainty.

Sure enough, they are also afraid of the gray mist.

The old man sneered: "Today you have no way to go to the sky, and no way to go to the ground. It's time for you to bury your bones here. Don't struggle, lest I damage your precious body and lose a hidden item!"

"Didn't you hear what my teacher said!" The battle commander Baal held up two **** maces and scolded him with loyalty to the old way.

Yang Jianqi smiled, grabbing the mountain axe in his hand, already determined to kill the two miasmaes with thunder means and seize the thunder fan.

Even if it alarmed the group of demons outside, Yang Jian still had enough time to think about how to rush through this gray smoke-filled place of death.

"Too much nonsense."

With a soft snort, Yang Jian shook his hands gently, and thirty-six profound beads lit up.

Almost at the same time, thirty-six stars appeared on Yang Jian's head.

The stars change, the universe is recreated, the omnipotence is the guide, and the three lights descend!

In an instant, bursts of bright stars fell on the horizon!

Outside the Xuanyuan Tomb, within a hundred miles, the sky was still clear the moment before, but suddenly it turned into a starry night, and the galaxy swayed down like a waterfall!

The group of monsters was frightened, but as one person revealed that this was the magical power Yang Jian had used during the Heavenly Court battle, the group of monsters immediately boiled.

The place where the stars converge is where Yang Jian is!

The group of demons immediately looked towards the point where the stars converged, but they were blocked by layers of barriers. Above the barriers, there were Taoist talisman, unbreakable.

"Yang Jian has entered the middle of the tomb!"

"Damn, he's underground! Just hit it!"

"No, the tomb of Xuanyuan was made by a saint, and the ancestors couldn't penetrate it. Go to the entrances and exits of the inner and outer layers!"

The masters of the monster race hurriedly headed towards the path they identified, of course, it was the wrong path.

In the stone hall, a figure rushed out mixed with blood and flashed into the passage, but after a short while, a roar of anger echoed in Xuanyuan's grave:

"Hurry and find it! This road is nowhere! The reason why there is no formation prohibition~www.readwn.com~ is just because the prohibition here has long been destroyed!"

Two figures appeared in front of the nine passages. It was the beautiful woman and the old woman. Hearing the old woman's words coldly, "Take me the tribe of Xuanyuan Tomb! It almost broke my family event!"

"Yes!"

Immediately two Daluo Jinxian turned around to capture Daji, Xi Meier and other Xuanyuan tomb belonging to the monster clan to inquire.

Then, the beautiful woman and the old woman dashed into a passage at the same time, and began to quickly search for the real inner entrance.

Three great abilities willingly ventured into danger and shot at the same time. It was also a rare event in the recent Yuanhui; under the search of the three demon ancestors, it would only be a matter of time before the soul-suppressing sky stone was discovered.

Deep in the inner layer, under the ninth piece of the mainland where the miasma condensed, the figure in the starlight battle suit showed great power, one enemy two, but the old miasma spirit and the warlord Ba Li became more and more embarrassed.

But not enough, it's still too slow.

He must fight quickly!