The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

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If it hadn't been for the knowledge that the Dragon Clan would not aimlessly, and would not casually find a little poisonous scorpion to fool himself, Yang Jian would really miss it this time.

It's not that he was not thinking about it, but it was that these three blue waves were too cunning, and they did the opposite...

Speaking from the heart, if a monk came to capture and kill the poisonous dragon, and saw that mortal sacrifice, he would subconsciously believe that the poisonous dragon was the dragon hidden under the well.

Who would look at the old way of sacrificing to the dragon?

That old way is at best a devil's crooked way. If you are in a good mood, it won't matter if you don't kill him.

However, this old way is the righteous master. The black dragon who has just been slain by Yang Jian is just this old way of "dead ghost", designed to deal with the situation at this time!

If Yang Jian doesn’t open his forehead and raise his eyes, he can’t discern this old way of hiding. If he goes back to the cloud like this, the elders of the Dragon Palace will point Yang Jian one or two, but Yang Jian’s face is also completely clean. .

And the experts in the Dragon Palace didn't mention it at first, and they were afraid that they were also trying to teach the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace, to see if the outsiders rumoured that Yang Jian was superior in mind, and whether it was just a fame.

Recognizing the true body of Qingfeng Guanzhu, Yang Jian was also a little angry, and he acted mercilessly.

Spear shadows slammed into the well. After the old Dao opened his eyes, his figure turned into a dark green mist, appearing slowly and quickly, turning into a human form, standing on the treetops. , Looked at Yang Jian from a distance.

"I and you have no enmity, no grudge, no cause and effect."

Afterwards, he raised his head to look at the large cloud in the sky, "The dragons don't recognize me, and I don't ask for the dragon. If you want to stay in trouble today, it will be the fish die."

In a few words, it was full of calmness and scorching. The calm and gentle old way seemed to have long been gone. When the gray hair was dancing in the wind, it gradually turned into a greenish green.

But he didn't turn it into the body, just using this human body, raising his hand, and starting with a **** long sword, the power increased a bit.

After holding a sword flower, Qingfeng watched Yang Jian and said, "Leave a thread for work, so we can meet each other in the future."

"I was born and died today, why do we meet in the future?" Yang Jian asked back, with a smile on his mouth, but a cloud of anger burned in his eyes.

"Why do you have to kill me?"

"Take the soul, refine the spear."

"Okay!" Qingfeng Kanzuo laughed, "Happy! It is more than a little bit stronger than those slanderous, benevolent and moral bastards! Hahahaha! Come on! If you can beat me upright, how can this soul belong to you? !"

Yang Jian also applauded in his heart, holding the tipless spear in his left hand, and his figure rushed forward.

Qingfeng Guanzhu also took the path of physical combat, clutching the scarlet sword, and came facing Yang Jian.

The distance between the two is no more than a hundred feet, and it's just a blink of an eye to get close!

Gun hit the blade!

It was just the first time that they rushed to each other, it was all kinds of lights swaying, Wanjun thunder smashed down, and there seemed to be thousands of horses galloping from near and far.

Yang Jian had the upper hand, and with his own mighty force, the body of Qingfengguan retreated violently; the latter also looked at Yang Jian with a little surprise, but he had never seen such a ‘barbarous’ person!

The heavenly palace is clear and wonderful to show the sage, and the tearing dragon is born to lift the sky!

"Huh!" Qing Feng Guan's main tongue burst into spring thunder, intent to shock Yang Jian's spirit.

But behind Yang Jian, the little tree of the primordial spirit appeared, the branches swayed gently, and Yang Jian's eyes were always clear and clear, without any muddyness.

Spears and swords are facing each other, and the fight begins!

Yang Jian's spear power is drastically sinking, but it changes a lot, the ultimate moves are endless, and the offensive is endless;

The **** long sword of Qingfeng Guanzhu is fierce and vicious, and the blood on the sword is a first-class poison. If it is cut through the skin, the consequences will be disastrous.

This Qingfengjianzhu's swordsmanship is quite messy, it seems that they are all handy moves, but the moves are all angled, specifically to kill Yang Jian's weakness, and sometimes force Yang Jian to accept and resist.

They fought to the mountain among the ruins, and then fought from the mountain to the clouds. Yang Jian became more and more courageous as he fought. The sharpless spear became more and more "spiritual" in his hands. The strange tricks were repeated, and the Qingfeng Master gradually became unable to resist.

Speaking of this breeze watching the master, it also has a lot of background.

At the beginning, the dragons strangled many descendants of the dragons who were doing evil and dragging their luck, and the three-headed Bibo Jiao family suffered a catastrophe; and this Qingfeng watcher was already in the dragon realm at that time, and it was the cultivation base of Da Luo. He was seriously injured and escaped in the war. Here, cultivate health and rest.

Qingfeng Guanzhu often thinks, perhaps, he is the last bloodline of his clan; therefore, he pressed his resentment against the dragon clan, gave up seeking revenge, and pondered hard about how to escape the dragon clan's strangulation.

This hideout has come to today.

In this small world, he was transformed into a human form. He has been an emperor, a general, and a beggar, and he has experienced various forms of human life. Then he became a Taoist priest who practiced Taoism and never recovered for millions of years. The body, this humanoid incarnation has long been flawless.

It is precisely because of this that he has escaped several inspections by the mighty dragons, and fortunately survived in this small world.

By chance, Qingfeng Viewer found a little Jiao, who was not of the same race as him, but had the same blood.

He kept this little Jiao Jiao in the backyard of Taoist Temple, and used the forces he cultivated in the human race to settle the three hundred villages within a thousand miles. Since then, he has isolated from the outside world and devoted himself to cultivating this'descendant'.

To be honest, he has no feelings for this black dragon, but this black dragon is a female dragon. After it transforms into a dragon, the three blue wave dragons will have a chance to reappear.

Mother Jiao?

When the Black Jiao and Yang Jian were fighting together just now, they really couldn't see the slightest motherhood, half feminine, and cough, and it was hard to be so old-fashioned.

In the past few years, Qingfeng Guanzhu has been ready to carry out race reproduction anytime and anywhere. But not long ago, traces of dragon masters frequently appeared in this small world.

Although Qingfeng Guanzhu knew that 80% of the black dragons had been exposed, he did not leave quietly. Instead, he wanted to tease the dragon clan who was looking for it.

How do you know that the dragon master did not make a move, but the evil star Yang Jian ushered in.

The hard-trained black scorpion was killed, and Qingfeng Watcher didn't think there was anything at all, so just cultivate one more.

But when he thought he had perfectly deceived the human young man, the other party suddenly fell down, as if he had identified himself and asked the sentence.

Deceive?

Just when this thought came up, how unexpectedly this Human Race man had already sprinkled a wave of offensive...

Qingfeng Guanzhu thought about breaking his head, but he didn't know why he was exposed, and how the other party could see through his identity.

But the matter was over, he had to stand up and fight.

As soon as they met, Yang Jian, who had some contempt for the breeze, felt a sinking heart.

He has lived here for a long time, is it possible that this great world is no longer the trend of Yuanshen Taoism? This person actually fought head-to-head with himself as the Flood Dragon, still suppressing himself completely in strength!

This……

After more than a hundred rounds, Qingfeng Guanzhu had been chased and beaten by Yang Jian, and his body had suffered several injuries. Seeing that he was defeated, he would be overwhelmed, and he felt a little anxious in his heart.

Most of his heroic spirit is a postponement strategy. He has fled from the east to the west for so many years. If he had a ray of life, he would have escaped today.

But he didn't, and there was no chance of escape.

The dragon masters who swept Yang Jian in the sky, with an inexplicable formation, faintly sealed this small world, leaving him nowhere to go to the sky and no holes in the ground, so he had to fight Yang Jian.

Why? Does the Dragon want to make arrangements for a small human youth?

What's more, the bravery of this Terran youth made him frightened, and he only felt that it was rare in ancient times. But even so, the Dragon Race is still appropriate. There are several Dragon Head elders ready to go, ready to respond to this Human Race youth...

Qingfeng is not stupid to watch the subject, and after careful consideration, I feel that this son's identity must be very important.

If you can't escape today or so, it's better than a deadly battle. If you get lucky to kill this son, maybe it will cause big troubles to the dragon clan.

‘Aren’t you afraid that the poisonous dragon's vein will drag down your luck? Oh, I want you to taste this bitter fruit! ’

Thinking of this, distant resentment reverberated in his chest again, and Qingfeng Guanzhu suddenly began to fight for his life.

Yang Jian didn't panic at all, he held his position on the defensive for the time being, and then approached step by step, fighting left and right, once again suppressing the Qingfeng old way.

Looking at the appearance of the two at this time, Yang Jian's pale yellow robe was not stained with the slightest dust, but Qingfeng Old Dao's robe was already in tatters, and even the blood-colored long sword in his hand had some cracks in it.

By this time, Yang Jian was already holding the winning ticket, but he was still striving for victory. He wanted to exhaust the physical strength of this old way a little bit, then behead his head, take his poisonous miasma, and take his dragon soul.

"Asshole! Really think I can't take you down?"

Qingfeng Lao Dao yelled angrily, and a puff of thick green smoke burst out of his body. The smoke actually condensed into a ghost face and opened his mouth to swallow Yang Jian.

Yang Jian waved his left hand forward~www.readwn.com~ There was a cyan cat fan in his hand, but with a light wave, the world changed color in an instant, and a large cloud of clouds formed in an instant.

In the next instant, Wan Lei smashed down, and the world seemed to have an extra bright waterfall!

Five Thunders! Specially break the evil and dirt!

The pu fan Yang Jian used was naturally a thunder fan that he got in the hands of the Pleiades Old Road. It was originally given to his mother, but her mother asked him to take self-defense.

With the help of this treasure, Yang Jian's Yuanshen's cultivation level is not high, and he can also exert the power of the great supernatural power of the Five Thunders.

Wan Lei blew past, and the old-fashioned figure was faltering, and the green misty ghost face had long been missing.

But Yang Jian didn't take too much care, and shot a shot of gun shadows at the old way from a distance; the latter suddenly became energetic, and gave Yang Jian a vicious glance, as if he was scolding Yang Jian for being cunning and unfair, helpless. Had to show the body challenge.

"You must die here today! Report your name!"

The veteran voice became thicker as it went to the back, and in the end it was like a thunder rolling in.

Following his roar, that thin body directly slammed into the ground, Yang Jian controlled the mysterious shadows of the spear shadows as if chasing after them, but before the spear shadows had time to blast down, a domineering breath rose into the sky!

boom!

The earth quaked, and the mountains crumbled!

An extremely huge dragon claw pressed against the edge of a cliff, and the cliff collapsed, but the huge body that the dragon claw belonged to had already soared into the sky.

Three heads and three faces, three thousand feet long! All three dragon heads are complete, without any regrets!

The whole body's fine scales reflected the sky and the earth into aquamarine green, and the wind blew by, and those clouds seemed to wave in layers!

Ancient strange beast, three-headed Bibo Jiao!

No, this is true, three-headed Bibolong!

The old dragon roared, still the same sentence: "I will not report my name when I die!"

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