The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Outside Zhou Jun's camp, Yang Jian sat cross-legged on the ground, a stream of vitality penetrated into his body, and the profound energy released by the mysterious beads merged into streams and rivers, gradually filling the vacancy in his body.

After three battles, Yang Jian, who had entered the seventh return to the Great Realm, almost had his profound energy cut off several times, and his profound handle was exhausted several times.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian found that his soul and mysterious body had merged a little deeper...

Such a dangerous battle can really improve one's cultivation for Bajiu Xuangong.

And as he continued to be exposed to the evil spirit in the Ten Jue Formation, the mysterious body seemed to be more and more powerful in resisting the evil spirit.

In the beginning, he might have survived for half an hour in the ten-jue formation's baleful aura with pure profound body power, but now he has survived for more than half an hour...

Such a discovery shocked Yang Jian. Bajiu Xuan Gong is really a 'war method', and it needs to be raised by fighting, or if it is strong, it will be strong

Yang Jian rested for a whole day and night this time. When the mysterious body was full and the primordial spirit was full, the Fang Ding under the primordial spirit tree seemed to be integrated with the spiritual platform and the wonderful tree, without distinction.

"Which uncle and uncle will follow me to break the formation?"

"Why don't I go for a walk," Qingxu Daodezhenjun answered in response, and all the immortals praised him as good.

Daoist Taiyi has already fully recovered. Before that, he was exhausted and the evil energy entered his body. For a character like him, the evil energy can be refined within a cup of tea.

Master Taiyi was obviously eager to try, but he didn't want to steal the limelight from his junior, so he stood there and waited quietly.

Although Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun also wanted to end the game for a while, make some achievements, and make some fame, but as long as he thought of fighting side by side with Yang Jian, he would frown for a while.

Although Yang Jian used to protect Cihang with power, it doesn't mean that Yang Jian will be so dedicated to him. The contradiction between the two has long been known in Yuxu Palace.

Manjusri pondered for a few moments, his spiritual consciousness swept across the Taoist burning lamp who had settled down in the main tent, and he closed his eyes on his own, not getting involved in this matter any more.

Manjusri was not in a hurry, nor was he in a hurry to light the lamp, but someone secretly frowned.

Thousands of miles away from here, beside a dense forest and mountain stream, there was a lame old Taoist sitting there, with a purple gourd on his back, and his eyes were fixed on the place where Xiqi's Ten Absolute Formation formed.

This Taoist once showed up, and he shot together with Manjusri, intending to kill and teach Zhao Gongming, but Yang Jian ruined the good thing.

Now that he is here, he naturally has some calculations involved, waiting for the right time to appear on the stage of Conferred God Calamity.

Lu Ya Taoist.

Speaking of which, Taoist Lu Ya has been hiding in the Three Realms these days and has never shown his face.

It was quite embarrassing for Yang Jian to break his heels in the Yuxu Palace; after all, before that, Taoist Lu Ya appeared several times in the Three Realms, and every time he said, "There is greatness first, and then there is heaven, Taoist Lu Ya is still ahead."

In fact, think about it carefully, is this sentence possible? Just kidding.

If Taoist Lu Ya existed in chaos before the opening of the sky, how could he miss the opportunity after the opening of the sky? Since practicing so far, not to mention being in harmony with the Tao like the Taoist ancestor, no matter how bad he is, he should be a virtuous saint, right?

However, Taoist Lu Ya and Manjusri attacked at the same time, and Zhao Gongming escaped...

And as the news from Yuxu Palace spread widely in the Three Realms, Lu Ya had almost confirmed his title of "Little Prince of the Golden Crow".

All of a sudden, the elders of the monster race hidden in the three thousand worlds appeared one after another, searching for Lu Ya's whereabouts.

The two great witch priests of the Wu clan also went out to search, and if they could find Lu Ya, they would naturally kill him.

Can such a day be better?

"Hey, Yang Jian!"

Taoist Lu Ya flashed a little anger in his eyes, snorted softly, and sat there to continue watching intently.

Yang Jian and Qingxu Daodezhenjun are rushing in the red water formation. Under the guidance of Qingxu Daodezhenjun, the two are quickly approaching the altar in the formation.

The red water bursts out with all the means, the red water is like a boundless ocean, and the evil spirit is condensed in it, turning into an extremely poisonous thing.

Seizing the essence of Rengui, hiding the wonder of Tianyi!

Although the name of the Red Water Formation is not famous, it made Yang Jian and Qingxu Dazheng quite embarrassed.

In particular, Qingxu Daodezhenjun's most powerful treasure, the five-fire and seven-bird fan, was restrained by the red water array, and could not display its power at all;

Fortunately, Yang Jian's body is strong enough, and the mana of Qingxu Daozhenjun is strong enough. Although there are some twists and turns, Yang Jian rushed to the altar floating in the red water, and got close to the body of Wang Bian Wang Tianjun.

Yang Jian shouldn't wait for long, and shot with all his strength; Wang Bian fought desperately, even burning his own soul, but he was still no match for Yang Jian, and his waist was cut off by the three-pointed and two-edged gun.

There was a gourd on the altar, Yang Jian unplugged the gourd, the boundless red water poured into the mouth of the gourd, and disappeared instantly.

The rolling evil spirit came suddenly, and left quickly.

However, Yang Jian observed several times and discovered the key point - these evil spirits were filled by the main formations in other large formations, and after the formation was broken, these evil spirits were all absorbed by the Tianjue formation.

Heaven's End, Qin Wan?

Yang Jian thought for a while, gave up the idea of ​​going to Break the Heaven and Juezhen, and returned to Zhouying with Qingxu Daodezhenjun.

The fourth formation, broken!

There are only six formations left in the Ten Jue Formation, and four of the Ten Heavenly Lords died, but none of the disciples of Chanjiao were lost.

Yang Jian meditated to rest, Qingxu Daodezhenjun also sat back on his futon, and in front of his disciple Huang Tianhua, he did not show any more limelight.

As long as you click, everyone has a share.

Among the remaining six formations, the ice formation and the flame formation are not too strong among the top ten formations, and their power cannot compare with the blood transformation formation, and they can be broken by themselves.

Yang Jian never went to test the Tianjue Formation and the Earthly Fierce Formation, but in the two formations, each has its own yin and yang.

And the golden light array and the red sand array...

The leader of the golden light formation is the Holy Mother of Golden Light. Although Yang Jian doesn't know how to be sympathetic when fighting martial arts, but after all, he is facing a woman, and he can't let go of his hands and feet.

However, the golden light array is not strong, and Yang Jian doesn't need to ask his uncle and uncle for help if he wants to break the array, he can break the twenty-one mirrors one by one.

On the contrary, the red sand formation is the strongest formation among the outer eight formations, and even among the power of all ten formations of the top ten formations, the red sand formation can be regarded as second to none.

It's just that the red sand in the formation can directly shatter the consciousness of Daluo Jinxian, and all the monks enter the formation like blind people. This red sand can not only restrain the soul, but also destroy the immortal body.

As long as the red sand formation is activated, the red sand all over the sky will be completely disordered, without any dead ends, and it also has the evil spirit that makes twelve golden immortals have a headache...

Even if the quasi-sage is caught in it, it will take some means to get out of it.

Today, why not crush the hardest persimmon first.

Yang Jian immediately made up his mind, stood up, explained the power of the red sand array one by one, and then asked: "Which teacher has a treasure that can calm the wind and sand?"

All the immortals looked at Taoist Cihang, who shook his head and said: "My bead can only hold the wind, this red sand is not made by the wind."

"Nephew, why don't you break the side formation first?" Guang Chengzi said, Yang Jian hesitated a little, and nodded in agreement.

Even if the other nine formations are broken, if the red sand formation is not broken, it will be an unavoidable difficulty.

"I'm going to break the formation!"

Taoist Huanglong actually stepped forward, which made people quite surprised.

Yang Jian looked at Huang Long, and although he wanted to say something, he still nodded with a light smile.

"Master, please."

"Let's go!" Taoist Huanglong walked forward with his head held high, and only after walking a few steps did he remember to drive the cloud.

Master Taiyi reminded Yang Jian from behind: "Be careful! Don't fight to your death in the battle!"

"Nephew understands!"

Yang Jian replied calmly, but his heart was a little beating.

Huanglong Taoist, a well-known "lucky star" in the allusions of the gods, although he has good magic power, he has no treasures, let alone any powerful magical powers.

Isn't this Fuxing?

On the way, Yang Jian asked, "Does Master have a way to break the formation?"

Taoist Huanglong looked at Yang Jian in confusion, and asked, "Isn't my nephew the way to break the formation, come and think about it?"

"Well, yes, that's right," Yang Jian nodded quickly, really not wanting to spoil the uncle's face.

Who has good intentions for him and thinks of him sincerely, how could Yang Jian not know?

In the East China Sea Dragon Palace back then, and in the Yuxu Palace in the past, Taoist Huanglong treated him like Yang Jian as his apprentice, so Yang Jian was naturally grateful.

Yang Jian was thinking about how to break the red sand formation.

It's the easiest way to say no to Taoist Huanglong, but firstly, he has to take into account Master Huanglong's prestige, and secondly, he is a junior, so he can't say that.

Thinking about it left and right, Yang Jian didn't think too much about it since his master was behind him anyway.

Soon, the two of them landed in front of the red sand formation;

"Come, come, come! Enter the battle quickly! The revenge of my Taoist brother will be avenged!"

Taoist Huanglong snorted coldly, his Taoist robe bulging around his body, revealing his pure cultivation without a doubt!

"Nephew, follow me into the battle!"

"Hey!" Yang Jian agreed, and walked into the formation gate together with Taoist Huanglong.

One step into it, the world changes suddenly.

When the red sand blows, there is a layer of mist at first, and then it covers the sky and the sun, like a thick fog.

Yang Jian didn't move his legs at first, but Taoist Huanglong propped up a protective shield with his strength, and he was already striding forward.

"Master, be careful!"

Yang Jian didn't dare to delay any longer, so he hurried to catch up.

It was just one step, and he was already lost in the formation, with no way out; but Yang Jian caught up with Huanglong, and before the evil spirit in the red sand hit, he put the black handle on the real Huanglong.

This matter, really...

Yang Jian couldn't say anything, as Taoist Huanglong walked forward quickly, seeing his uncle's serious face, Yang Jian felt somewhat confident.

After all, he is the third disciple of the saint among the twelve golden immortals of Yuxu Palace, ignoring the barrier of red sand, and seeing through the emptiness here, that is all at his fingertips...

Huang Long suddenly asked: "Martial nephew, where can you find the person in charge?"

Yang Jian:……

Your old man didn't know?

I don't know how to break this formation, why are you still walking so confidently!

Huang Long said again: "Nephew is going to show his might this time. Whether your uncle and I can stand up and spread our fame all over the world depends on what happened to you."

Yang Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said in a voice: "Uncle, several uncles and uncles were leading me the way before, I don't understand the way of formation..."

"Oh, so it is like this." Huang Long suddenly realized.

I didn't understand why Yang Jian insisted on going to break the formation alone. He just regarded Yang Jian's behavior as a respect for the old gods of Yuxu Palace, and gave benefits and achievements one by one!

But Huanglong is Huanglong after all, his Taoist mind is stable and unmoving as before.

"It's okay, I have a magic weapon to break the formation," Huanglong Taoist took out a dead wood, muttered something, and then threw the stick.

The wooden stick was thrown down and pointed at that place, Taoist Huanglong turned around and walked there with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian:……

Several of the Twelve Golden Immortals had closed their eyes and sighed softly.