The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The quaint picture scroll grew longer in the wind, covering the sky and the sun in a blink of an eye.

The giant cyan claw seems to be fast, but it is half a minute slower than the scroll.

The cyan giant claws slammed into the front of the picture scroll, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color and the wind and clouds turbulent, but Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian under the picture scroll were not affected in the slightest, and the sound of the piano was still there and did not stop.

Those who make a move before and after will be sentenced!

It was also Chu Qian's reminder from the piano that made Yang Jian wake up immediately at the moment of distraction, and his mind suddenly became a warning sign!

Don't be shot in the vitals by those three daggers!

But the three bone flying blades had already rushed to Yang Jian at this time, and there was not much time for him to deal with them...

Yang Jian's body flashed twenty-three lights, his figure fell suddenly, and his long hair pointed to the sky.

It was also falling like this that gave Yang Jian the opportunity to fight back!

He raised both hands high, smashed a white bone dagger with a punch with his right hand, and lightly drew a circle with his left hand, and 'led' the white bone dagger flying obliquely.

But there is a third dagger that the big monster's head raided!

Yang Jian had no way to dodge it, and indeed he never expected that the other party would have such a secret move. The third dagger was about to penetrate his forehead!

Yang Jian still took his time, mobilized the profound energy, condensed the Xuanhand, half of the Xuanhand sword sharply condensed on his forehead...

Ping!

The third bone dagger exploded half an inch in front of Yang Jian's forehead! But it turned into an elbow and armpit again, and black and red intertwined evil spirits drilled into Yang Jian's eyes!

This is the magic method to attack his soul!

Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless, and forcibly attracted the light in his eyes, and the divine light bloomed, and the two entangled evil spirits were directly crushed.

But Yang Jian also had a tingling pain on his forehead, and felt that his body was empty for a while, and his vision was blurred... This is because the power of the soul was exhausted.

Biting the tip of his tongue, Yang Jian came to his senses, a little blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his figure didn't stop, and he rushed straight towards the sky!

When soaring into the sky, Yang Jian distractedly looked a hundred miles away, and saw that after the giant blue claw was blocked by the picture scroll, only his sister and Chu Qian who was playing the piano were left on the top of the mountain, and he had no worries in his heart!

Thank you senior!

Yang Jian opened his mouth and shouted loudly, knowing that there are experts protecting him secretly, he only needs to concentrate on fighting the enemy.

The huge skull was also extremely angry, it opened its mouth wide, and the bone dagger shot at Yang Jian like a rainstorm!

The sound of the piano is playing urgently.

Yang Jian's figure was suddenly wrapped in profound energy, and he transformed into a cloud-piercing eagle in the blink of an eye. He turned his wings and found a space among the white bone daggers all over the sky!

Whoosh!

The eagle turned three times, leaving a clear trail between the sky and the earth, and between the bones and dagger rain!

It's like a ferocious thunder dragon, baring its fangs and claws, but facing the sky!

Never thought that Yang Jian could break through the bone dagger rain so easily!

The huge skull dodged in a hurry, billowing black air gushed out from his huge eye sockets, Yingfeng condensed into two dead generals, brandished a long halberd, and stopped Yang Jian!

Yang Jian's body changed again, his profound energy lingered, and he turned into the Jinpeng he had used several times!

Compared to that swift eagle, Jin Peng was even more ferocious, with his wings sweeping across, he smashed to pieces two bone-dead generals in armor!

Go away!

The huge skull roared and continued to retreat wildly! This is the true nature of this monster, how can he let Yang Jian get close?

But the figure of Jin Peng circled around neatly, and suddenly soared into the sky, avoiding the bloody spears propelled by the skull.

Looking at the shadow of Jinpeng, it seems like a golden arrow piercing through the boundless dark clouds in the sky, breaking through the dark clouds, and bathed in the sun!

Yang Jian's figure emerged, completely overlapping with Jin Peng's figure!

Like a god of war that has existed between heaven and earth since the beginning of the prehistoric times!

Its power is inviolable! His body is indestructible! His ambition is unyielding! Its soul is indestructible!

Seeing Yang Jian's supernatural power, the big demon was terrified, and immediately wanted to escape into his own big formation of Broken Mountain.

It just felt that Yang Jian was too tricky, even though it had monstrous power, there was nothing it could do to him.

Right now!

There was a gap in the heart of the great dead bone monster, and a ray of piano music quietly penetrated into it, making the big monster feel a little dazed.

Look at Jinpeng again, his body is like a thunderbolt! In just a blink of an eye, he had already rushed to the top of the huge skull, and a sharp claw slapped fiercely on the top of the skull!

boom!

This huge skull is actually very hard, just being shot by Jin Peng, like a comet, smashing to the ground with billowing black smoke...

Yang Jian recovered himself, and the Xuangang condensed into a shadowless spear, which he grabbed in his hand; with a low voice, with all his strength, he threw the spear made of Xuanhand towards the ground!

A shot was thrown, and Yang Jian stopped in mid-air without chasing it, but began to practice fists and kicks...

On the ground, the huge skull couldn't reverse the huge force exerted on it by Jin Peng's claws, and it directly crashed into the ground, smashing a huge hole.

This big monster, at this moment, naturally wants to eat Yang Jian alive!

This skull is its body, and it took millions of souls and a Yuan Hui to cultivate the immortal bone spirit.

If one day it can condense out of the whole body, it can prove a dead bone road! Heaven and earth let it run free!

At this time, its skull has been completed, and it is about to step into the realm of the Da Luo Jin Yao. At that time, it can be regarded as a great supernatural being, and it can unscrupulously come out of the world to plunder living souls and speed up its cultivation.

But, suddenly, a disciple of the human race who taught for three generations appeared! It also marked its hilltop!

It thought that even if Yang Jian could fight against the three golden immortals, it would be nothing.

In its eyes, the Nine-Life Cat Demon and the Black-toothed Sheep Demon are half-baked. The Jade Bone Qin Demon is pretty attractive, but he is really powerless in a life-and-death fight.

And after Yang Jian fought with the three demons, he was injured and recuperated in the Tengu tribe for two days... This gave the dead bone demon an 'accurate' judgment on Yang Jian's strength.

What's more, Yang Jian is a physique cultivator, and the big monster of the dead bones specializes in souls, which perfectly restrained Yang Jian!

One goes up and down, the dead bone demon feels that he took Yang Jian, and even killed Yang Jian, just like taking something out of a bag.

But now! now!

Picking things out of the bag has become picking chestnuts out of the fire!

This mere physical training is so difficult! With the help of the qin sound of the jade bone qin demon, he stabilized his mind, and also had that unpredictable magical power!

After some fighting, it fell into a situation where it was restrained everywhere, and Yang Jian's abilities were displayed to the fullest!

At this point, it was slapped to the ground by Yang Jian's Jinpeng, and it was in a state of embarrassment and lost all face...

The big dead bone demon was resentful in his heart, and suddenly found that there were tiny cracks in his originally smooth and beautiful skull, and he was even more frightened.

A big monster like him who was originally powerless, without proof, and without background, has naturally experienced countless life and death fights since he cultivated from a soul-inducing alien soul snake, and today is not the most dangerous.

Where there is life, there is hope.

It made up its mind to take advantage of the situation and go ahead first, and immediately cast its demonic spells and fled towards its old nest - Duanshan.

Such long-winded thoughts were actually just in the blink of an eye. Just as the dead bone monster was about to make a move, the demonic aura could cover his skull when he heard a rapid piercing sound, coming from directly above!

The sound came later!

Profound Handle Shadowless Gun!

boom!

This half-foot stepped into the Da Luo Realm, the dead bone monster whose skull was as strong as the body of Da Luo's monster, watched his own skull with a hole the size of a slap!

At the edge of the hole, spider web-like cracks spread rapidly, and a pain that stimulated his demon soul made him only open his mouth and scream!

ah--

This piece of heaven and earth is shaking in the roaring sound!

The living beings thousands of miles away were all trembling, and the walls of the world were in chaos, and they didn't know what happened.

Whoosh!

The sound of piercing the air became one piece, this time it was not a single Profound Handle Shadowless Spear, but ten, a hundred!

Yang Jian seemed to be punching in mid-air, but in fact he used a set of self-realized physical skills to quickly throw out more than a hundred shadowless spears condensed from Xuangang!

The guns are like rain, and the rainbow is broken!

The roaring sounds continued one after another, the cracked earth, the scattered monster energy, the splashing bones, and the sharply interrupted scream...

Yang Jian stood in mid-air and panted heavily, but the dark clouds in the sky were slowly dissipating, and the sun, which had not been seen for tens of thousands of years, sprinkled on the withered and black mountains hundreds of miles away...

Directly below Yang Jian, the huge skull had been shattered into countless white crumbs, only a ball of light was wrapped in a faint demonic aura.

Yang Jian gradually took a steady breath, and fell towards the ground, his eyes were full of indifference, the Xuangang in his body was almost emptied, and a long sword was still condensed.

Alas, I really need to find a handy weapon.

Yang Jian felt a little helpless in his heart, if he already had a magic weapon capable of withstanding Xuangang, this battle would definitely not be so strenuous.

He landed in front of a group of black and red intertwined light clusters, and a faint consciousness came out of the light clusters...

Shangxian...forgive...life...

Yang Jian didn't move at all, and slowly stabbed the sword made by Xuangang.

At this moment, a cry that seemed to have been endured for a long time came from the sky: My monster clan is willing to exchange a treasure for its life!

But immediately after this shout, another chuckle sounded, with a touch of bookishness, Fellow Daoists can make their own decisions. You don't have to worry about it, and you don't have to show up with your master. There is no demon clan big Luo here who can move you.

Before the man behind finished speaking, Yang Jian's sword had already pierced the black and red aura.

With a slight pick, the black and red air exploded, and Yang Jian slapped out a palm of profound energy, crushing all the scattered air.

Thinking that the spirit of dead bones is also a generation of great monsters, the outstanding juniors favored by the ancestors of the monster clan, it was like this, wiped out in ashes...

High in the sky, although the demon Da Luo who spoke first was angry, he didn't dare to attack Yang Jian, but he cursed: Lu Chunyang! I'll keep you here today!

Ha ha ha ha!

In the sky, a scholar with a sword on his back slowly emerged, and said proudly: I was so excited after watching today's battle, so I might as well kill a big Luo Jinyao!

You! Good, good, good! Da Luo, the demon clan, did not show up, but his voice got farther and farther away.

Lu Chunyang, please remember! I will wash your sect with blood and destroy your inheritance!

The scholar with the sword on his back sighed, and said with a sneer: You old monsters, your cultivation level is getting stronger and stronger. Today, I really want to kill you.

In the big hole on the ground, Yang Jian, who was a little out of strength, stood there with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Lu Chunyang?

He had never heard of this name before, and it seemed to be the great power of the human race, but why, there was an inexplicable familiarity?

Chunyang...Chunyang...also surnamed Lu...

Eh? Could it be him?

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he finally couldn't help laughing a few times.