The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

No one could have imagined that the strength of Xu Mojiu, who was killed by Yang Jian before, could be so tyrannical.

Starting from Xuandu City, they fought all the way to the sky, and after destroying an unknown number of spirit tribe armies in the Hei Ling Kingdom, they faced Ao Xinke's army head-on at a place that was only hundreds of thousands of miles away from the flood.

There is no need to report, and there is no need to say any harsh words, and there is no "bad habit" of fighting with generals before the two armies go to war. When the two sides meet, they are extremely jealous!

Thousands of battle formations rushed to kill, countless Dao rhymes collided, and a great battle broke out in the wilderness that was not inferior to the greatness at this time!

Xu Mo's old department has gone through hundreds of calamities and has been silent for countless years. At this time, there is resentment in his heart, and he tilts all his efforts to the enemy in front.

Seeing the corpses covered in the chaotic sea behind these great troops, the masters of the Spirit Race felt indescribably angry in their hearts, and they fought desperately with hatred.

Most of Honghuang's previous catastrophes required heaven to send catastrophe luck, and use the evil spirit of catastrophe to affect the Taoist heart of the monks, so that they could lead to catastrophe.

After all, people who practice Taoism, unless they have some deep hatred, or snatch some natural and earthly treasures, will avoid causing karma.

But now in the great catastrophe of the great desolation, the catastrophe of the living beings, and the catastrophe of the visible world, there is no need for the heavens to send down the slightest evil spirit, and the creatures of the prehistoric camp can no longer restrain their murderous intentions.

The essence of life lies in survival.

For some unknown reason, the most powerful destroys the world time and time again, killing all living beings. This is the great enemy of living beings!

Fighting is all about being able to survive; even if they die at this time, as long as the tangible world is not destroyed, the reincarnation of the true spirit and the reincarnation of the soul, their future generations can still have a place to stay.

This is true for the Primordial Cultivator, and it is actually the same for the Chaos Spirit Race!

However, Xu Mo's old department still had an advantage in a short period of time.

In fact, the combat strength of the two sides can be evenly balanced. After all, the Chaos Spirit Clan side still has many spirit clan masters from the Celestial Immortal Realm participating in the battle.

The one who tilted the balance of victory quickly was the great saint.

In front of this person, the masters of the Spirit Race had no power to fight back, and all of them were chasing and killing the strong ones from the Spirit Race side, coming and going freely in the army.

"If this goes on like this, I will be killed by this thief!" Kong Xuan pulled out his long sword, his eyes were firm, and he said in a low voice, "I'll go and stop him!"

"No!" Ao Xinke said firmly: "Don't mess around at this time, if you die, how many spirit clan combat powers will accompany you?"

"But if I don't make a move, the masters here will be slaughtered by the opponent in half an hour at most, so what if you and I are alive?"

Kong Xuan and Ao Xinke stared at each other with phoenix eyes, and they didn't want to let each other fight.

Kong Xuan snorted coldly, bowed his head and was about to rush forward, but Ao Xinke quickly grabbed her arm, with a bit of worry in his eyes.

"Don't be impulsive, let me think of another countermeasure."

"I'll go with you," Ao Fangtian said from the side, "You and I have been fighting for so many years, and I have lost to you, but today I can't fall behind you. Xinke, the two of us work together, and we can definitely fight each other!"

Ao Xinke felt overwhelmed, and before Kong Xuan could persuade her, Ao Fangtian jumped out again.

"I'll wait for the escort," an old man with a dragon head said calmly, "Even if I risk my life, I will definitely hold this saint back for now."

"Okay, let's go, let's all go!"

Ao Xinke kept a cold face, and didn't say anything more, just watched the battle situation, and kept waving the command flag in her hand.

Kong Xuan on the side sighed, and said in a low voice: "Xin Ke, you have forgotten that although our lives are important, Yang Jian is the most important thing. If Yang Jian falls, half of the Hei Ling Kingdom will collapse. But he still rushes to the forefront, competing with the most powerful and the great saints who are several times his own."

Ao Xinke pursed her lips, but she didn't know what to say.

"I can't compare to Yang Jian, but I refuse to give in to him," Kong Xuan looked aside, and the elders of the dragon clan behind him had already started to arrange a trap.

Later, these dragon elders will lead the saint into this trapped formation. As long as Kong Xuan and Ao Fangtian can contain each other, there is no need to worry that the other party will have the slightest influence on the surrounding battle situation.

There are also many peerless formations in the private collection of Dragon Palace.

"You may not know, it's because of this tone that I can't bow to him like you and allow him to be as close as other women."

After Kong Xuan said so, he turned around and left, the long sword in his hand reflected the five-colored light, and the long hair and neon clothes fluttered in unison.

The aura of chaos boiled suddenly, and the five elements trembled one after another.

The five-color divine light appeared on the stage, and brushed straight at the Daoist sage; the latter's eyes were fixed, and he faintly sensed the threat brought by the divine light, and immediately locked his eyes on Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan greeted him with a sword, followed closely by Ao Fangtian, and after that, thirty-six dragon-headed elders waved their sleeves, and a big formation could be formed at any time.

It is unbearable for a saint to be skinny, to be directly provoked by an ant who has not yet been sanctified.

This gray-robed old man, who was too enlightened and had followed Xu Moji for countless years, did not move his magic weapon, and grabbed Kong Xuan away with a big hand, and the flying divine light was completely blocked by his big hand.

In the shortest moment, the Daoist sage was in a trance, but he was slightly moved by the five-color divine light.

"Huh?"

There was some curiosity in the eyes of the Daoist sage, but then he thought that he had to make a quick decision, otherwise he might not be punished by his master, so he immediately used thunderous means to hit Kong Xuan with dozens of magical powers.

Feiyu escapes into the air!

Kong Xuan's movement skills were brought into full play at this moment, ethereal and treacherous, elusive.

Although supernatural powers can avoid most of them, it is difficult to avoid the power of the saint's avenue, so she had to use the five-color divine light to resist.

At this time, Kong Xuan could use the five-color divine light to quickly absorb vitality for his own use in the chaotic sea. Kong Xuan, who could only resist two or three divine lights, resisted all the opponent's unavoidable attacks, and his state quickly returned to full.

"Oh? Can you absorb the innate energy of the five elements in the sea of ​​chaos? This supernatural power is really good," the Daoist sage praised, and then, with killing intent behind him, he grabbed Kong Xuan away with his five fingers.

The universe collapsed, Dao Ze retreated, and the chaotic atmosphere hundreds of miles around was quickly evaporated!

The Great Dao Sage sneered, "So, what can you do?"

Kong Xuan didn't say a word, but just returned it with a sneer, and then repeatedly stimulated the five-color divine light, and one after another vitality flowed out of the five-color divine light, and was quickly absorbed by her.

The Great Dao Sage frowned, then shook his head, with an extra precious umbrella in his hand, since he didn't want to spend any more time with Kong Xuan.

Unexpectedly, a figure came from the side, with a sharp spear in his hand, and pointed at the neck of the Daoist sage.

Ao Fangtian!

But this saint just stroked his sleeve, and Ao Fangtian's figure was directly swept away by a wave of Dao Yun.

Kong Xuan scolded angrily: "It's really useless."

The Daoist sage also nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Taisu doesn't have a second disk, and you Honghuang don't have a second Yang Jian either."

"Then you need to know today," Kong Xuan continued to move forward, but his steps were deliberately slow, "Hong Huang not only has Yang Jian, but also me, Kong Xuan."

"Xiaowa arranged the sky high and the ground thick. It's a pity that such supernatural powers have fallen. It's better to worship the poor Daoist as a teacher. The great way can be expected."

"roll."

"Why so angry poor Taoist?"

"I'll let you go! Do it!"

Kong Xuan gave a soft reprimand, and countless divine lights appeared behind him, and they attacked and killed the great saint like a celestial maiden.

At the same time, Ao Fangtian, who was beaten into the air, turned back quickly, and the thirty-six dragon elders around him shouted in unison, and thirty-six crystal clear and perfect dragon balls floated up, linking up into a large formation as many as the sky.

In an instant, a huge water balloon surrounded the body of the Great Dao Saint for ten miles.

The Great Dao Sage frowned slightly, Kong Xuan and Ao Fangtian rushed from left to right; and outside of the water polo, Ao Xinke had already begun to dispatch an army to guard the place, so that Xu Mojiu, who was trying to help this Dao Sage, could not approach for the time being.

In this battle, the situation changed several times, but in the end, Kong Xuan and Ao Fangtian, under the support of the besieged formation, barely resisted the Dao Saint, which gave the masters of the Spirit Race a chance to win.

However, there is only a chance of winning.

Whether Kong Xuan and the others can persevere, and whether the spirit clan army can intercept and kill Xu Mo's old tribe here, everything is still unknown.

Ao Xinke is in control of the overall situation, but the battle situation is changing too fast, and she is gradually unable to respond in time.

Gradually, the war turned into chaos.

But it is definitely not just the spirit race that fell here.

Xu Mo's old army had been killed by Yang Jian for a while, was consumed by the remaining army of the Hei Ling Kingdom, and was also severely injured by the puppet formation in Xuandu City...

Ao Xinke quickly realized what she really wanted to do.

It's not that she wants to wipe out this powerful enemy with the smallest loss on her side, she can't do it, and no one else can do it.

What she has to do is to consume the opponent's combat power as much as possible, even if all the spirit clan masters here are killed in battle, she will not let the opponent pass too many people.

Burning jade and stone together...

Glancing at the huge water polo, Ao Xinke sighed softly, and then her eyes gradually became firm and firm.

"Today's battle to the death, if anyone escapes, their souls will be scattered!"