The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

On the second day, before dawn, soldiers in the Zhou camp were already screaming.

The remaining five formations of Heavenly Jue, Earthly Lie, Ice, Fierce Fire, and Golden Light of the Ten Absolute Formation, although lacking the leadership of the formation master, are still full of evil spirits, and they are not allowed to enter.

It has been three days since the last battle between Yang Jian and Zhao Gongming, but there is still some gloom in the main tent of the Shang army.

Wen Zhong sat at the head, this old grand master who has worked hard for the great merchant for decades, at this moment there was tiredness and worry that could not be concealed in his eyes.

"Uncle, why don't I go to the island to find some more immortal friends?"

Zhao Gongming on the side laughed lightly, just about to speak, but the wound on his leg was involved, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

Zhao Gongming couldn't heal the wound with Xiaotiangou's bite, and he didn't know how to do it.

Qin Wan said bitterly: "Brother Zhao, I will fight with them today! Later, senior brother can introduce them into my formation, and I will turn them into fly ash!"

Zhao Gongming pondered for a while, then nodded lightly, "If something can be done, it should be so. But Yang Jian is quick-witted, so don't underestimate him. He is not afraid of my orb. If I lose in the battle later, the younger brothers and younger sisters must not force themselves to stand out, and return to Jin'ao Island immediately. When I call for help and borrow magic weapons, I will avenge my younger brothers."

Qin Wan reluctantly nodded, knowing that he couldn't hold back Zhao Gongming, so he didn't say much; but Zhao Gongming knew what Qin Wan was thinking.

Although Zhao Gongming's words were for the sake of safety, it also showed that he had no confidence in his heart.

If he confronts Yang Jian again, Zhao Gongming thinks that it will be difficult to retreat completely...

"This Yang Jian, why is he so powerful in such a short period of time?" The Holy Mother of Golden Light whispered beside her, asking the hearts of all the immortals present.

Wen Zhong sighed unceasingly, after repeated battles, he had already lost the heart to compare with Yang Jian.

"Luck is added to the body," Zhao Gongming said with a wry smile, and all the immortals were silent, so they had to be silent.

At this time, looking at Yang Jian's scheme against Jiang Ziya back then, although it was not fair, the effect was remarkable.

To be in charge of the Conferred Gods, and to be blessed by heaven, and to support his eighty-nine profound arts to advance by leaps and bounds, this is the greatest opportunity in the Conferred Gods.

It is conceivable that after the conferment of the gods, no one knows the name of Yang Jian as God of War, and no one knows the invincible magical powers of the three generations of disciples of Yang Jian's Yuxu Palace.

Boom boom boom...

There was the sound of drums outside, but it was Zhou Jun calling for formation.

"Let's go," Zhao Gongming was a little preoccupied. When he got up, he felt unbearable pain in the wound. The pain had lasted for several days, and Zhao Gongming tried many methods but couldn't get rid of it.

Could it be that he was going to be defeated by Yang Jian today?

For a moment, Zhao Gongming hesitated in his heart, walked out of the camp, looked up at the sky, but was slightly taken aback.

He was restless before, and he didn't release his spiritual consciousness. He didn't know who the caller was. Now he looked at it, and he didn't understand it a little bit.

Why did the one who came here lose the burning lamp in his own hands? And Yang Jian who just beat him a few days ago?

Although Zhao Gongming didn't understand, he was not timid to fight. He soared into the sky on a cloud and floated out of the merchant camp.

Qin Wandao: "I'll wait and see the battle first, and look for opportunities to help senior brother Zhao. If... if senior brother Zhao loses, remember to return to the formation immediately, mobilize the big formation to kill those Chanjiao immortals, and avenge the fellow Taoists!"

"Good!" Our Lady of Golden Light nodded at the same time as the other three heavenly monarchs, watching Zhao Gongming's back.

Why twists and turns? Zhao Gongming thought about his encounter here, it really was full of twists and turns.

At first, he failed to persuade the fight, and was regarded as a soft persimmon; he suddenly killed the Quartet, and defeated several of the Twelve Golden Immortals in a row, gaining a great reputation; then he was defeated by Yang Jian, the third generation disciple of Yuxu Palace, and now he was facing the battle with fear...

Zhao Gongming smiled wryly, facing Ran Deng far away, he had already made up his mind, even if he was doomed to be defeated by Yang Jian today, he would take some face from Chanjiao.

Having made up his mind, Zhao Gongming directly summoned the Dinghai Shenzhu, and said coldly, "Vice leader Ran Deng wants to compete with me again?"

"The poor Taoist came here to save the life of the Taoist friend." Ran Deng made a salute on the deer, "The Taoist friend is not the opponent of the poor Daoist Yang Jian, so it is better to retreat here, so as not to die in Xiqi."

Zhao Gongming raised his head and laughed, "Don't underestimate me, Zhao Gongming, the deputy leader of the lamp! If I am inferior to others, what's the matter if I die in a martial arts fight? After I cut off my teaching reputation, if I turn around here, I will return to Jin'ao Island without face."

Ran Deng frowned slightly, then nodded slightly, "Since that's the case, I'd like to ask for another lesson."

"Look at the fight!"

Zhao Gongming let out a low shout, his anger surged, and twenty-four Dinghai God beads flew towards the lamp.

Today, Ran Deng seems to be trying to get back the skin that was thrown in Zhao Gongming's hands, so he no longer retreats, but goes up to the Dinghai Shenzhu.

The ancient coffin appeared under him, cross-legged on top of the ancient coffin, as if born from the coffin.

The blue lantern and solitary fire swayed gently, and the wind blew up between the sky and the earth, but it didn't give people the slightest sense of filth.

Twenty-four Dinghai God beads hit, and a gap was opened in the lid of the ancient coffin under Ran Deng's body. The surrounding wind became stronger, and the blue lantern was around Ran Deng's body, and a dark green light shield blocked Ran Deng's body, blocking the Dinghai God beads one after another.

Silently, Dinghai Shenzhu smashed twenty-four times, and the ancient coffin under Ran Deng's body trembled continuously, and there was a small gap at the back.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming raised his brows, why did the burning lamp insist on fighting against him at all costs today?

It seems that something is wrong.

Zhao Gongming was more or less careful, and didn't put all his attention on Ran Deng. He waved the magic whip in his left hand to control the Dinghai God Orb, and condensed the Dao Talisman again with his right hand, floating around his body.

Zhouying, at Yuanmen.

Yang Jian frowned as he watched the battle a hundred miles away.

Ran Deng went to fight Zhao Gongming silently, which made Yang Jian directly smell the taste of conspiracy.

After all, Can Ran Deng is the deputy leader, and he took the initiative to fight Zhao Gongming, occupying the righteousness, and Yang Jian couldn't say anything.

The Twelve Golden Immortals did not come out of the camp, only Daoist Taiyi and Chi Jingzi stood above the gate.

Originally, the three of them were going to fight against Zhao Gongming, but before leaving the camp, Ran Deng had already shouted in front of the merchant army, and the three of them stopped tacitly at the same time, watching the battle from afar.

Chi Jingzi said to Yang Jian: "Nephew, I know you don't like burning lamps, Manjusri and others, but they are also my disciples at this time, so don't let them damage this place."

"Second Master, don't worry, I still have these measures," Yang Jian replied with a smile, Chi Jingzi nodded, and didn't say any more.

Hundreds of miles away, Zhao Gongming used the Dinghai Shenzhu to attack one after another, and the lamp was supported by the ancient coffin, and the cracks in the ancient coffin became more and more obvious.

It seems that when the ancient coffin is broken, it is the time when the lamp is in danger.

There are already countless talismans around Zhao Gongming's body. He seems to be quite good at arranging large formations with talismans, and he never tires of displaying such magical powers when fighting.

"Ran Deng! You come to provoke, is this the only way to get beaten?"

Zhao Gongming's words provoked each other, and he waved his big sleeves, and the power of the twenty-four Dinghaishenzhu increased again.

Ran Deng also knew that there was no chance of winning if he continued like this, so he finally took action at this time.

The Vice-Master of Explanation and Education suddenly raised his hand, and the blue lamp suddenly tilted forward, and two drops of lamp oil splashed out!

Zhao Gongming was very vigilant, Dinghai Shenzhu still smashed at the lamp, but the magic whip in his hand made the surrounding talismans form an array.

Those two drops of lamp oil first lit two candles, and suddenly a gust of dark wind blew in, and Zhao Gongming's entire body was filled with green flames!

This fire has no heat, but is extremely cold; Zhao Gongming only feels that his soul is frozen by this coldness, and his body is a little dull...

At this moment!

In the place where the two men were fighting, the river beside the merchant camp suddenly burst into bubbles and boiled in an instant.

On the surface of the river, an old man with a purple gold gourd on his back appeared strangely. He raised his hand to unplug the gourd, pointed at the sky, and sang:

"Turn around baby please!"

The sound spread across thousands of miles, and a purple light exploded on the surface of the river. Like a shooting star, it struck the figure in the middle of the sky full of blue flames!

Lu Ya's Immortal Slaying Flying Knife!

Yang Jian's complexion changed immediately.

The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, known as the Immortal Slasher, has unpredictable power, and this is the first time it has appeared in Fengshen.

But Taoist Lu Ya obviously dismissed Tianyan Daozi's reminder, and directly appeared to sneak attack, without bothering to blame and explain the way of teaching immortals.

It was too late, and then it was too fast, the stream of light emitted from the gourd rushed to the center of Zhao Gongming's eyebrows in the blink of an eye. The stream of light stopped, and the real shape appeared, it was really a seven-inch flying knife, like a living thing, full of spirituality.

Zhao Gongming was in a daze, only to feel that Ni Gongwan was sealed, and the flying knife suddenly magnified in front of his eyes!

On the steamy river surface, Lu Ya's mouth showed a little ferocity;

On the ancient coffin, next to the blue lantern, the lantern is about to rush out, and it is necessary to grab the Dinghai Shenzhu in his hand immediately;

At Zhou Jun's Yuanmen, Yang Jian has completed the seventy-two transformations, and the transformed Xuanzhu around Chuanyunyan's body has begun to shine...

"Heh," Zhao Gongming suddenly sneered, and directly in front of his eyebrows, a blue bead suddenly appeared and spun gently.

Dinghai Shenzhu can protect it by itself!

Ding!

Immortal Zhan Flying Knife collided with this divine bead lightly, and the wonderful dao rhyme was instantly broken. Two beams of light came from the side, and two Dinghai Divine Beads rushed back in time, directly knocking down the flying knife that almost killed Zhao Gongming.

Lu Ya's smile froze, Ran Deng frowned suddenly, and Yang Jian, who was about to rush over, stopped silently.

This Sea God Orb...

It's perfect!

"Hahaha!"

There was a lot of sarcasm in Zhao Gongming's laughter. He pointed to the ground, and the twelve orbs roared towards Taoist Lu Ya, and the twelve orbs still rushed towards the lamp.

Zhao Gongming cursed: "Where did you come from Xiaoxiao! Want to use Daoist's head as your magic weapon to make yourself famous? Hey! Wishful thinking!"

Lu Ya withdrew the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, snorted coldly, wrapped in flames around his body, and rushed towards the southeast obliquely against the ground, and escaped directly without staying behind.

And Ran Deng raised his hand to urge the blue fire that filled the sky, and the green fire rolled towards Zhao Gongming. Ran Deng resisted a wave of Dinghai Shenzhu's offensive, and then turned into a blue rainbow and shot directly to the northwest.

If you miss one hit, you will flee thousands of miles away...

These two veterans are quite familiar with the way of attack and killing.

Yang Jian cursed secretly in his heart, seeing that Zhao Gongming did not chase after him, he raised his gun and moved forward.

"Trouble Master, please go and ask the two generals Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng to come to help and protect them later."

"I'll go," Taiyi said, before turning around and flying back to the camp.

Yang Jian looked at Zhao Gongming, let out a long whistle, and attacked directly.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming let out a clear whistle, and took the initiative to meet him.

Howling sounds from the front and back spread all over Wubuzhou, as if they were mocking the two masters who had attained the Tao earlier.