The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

I have a grudge against you?

There was still a slight smile on Yang Jian's face, and with a light pinch of his fingers, the tiny black-scaled black water snake was directly blown into powder.

The old woman was startled, but the tall and thin old man next to her snorted coldly and charged forward with a sword in hand.

Even though these two are notorious casual cultivators in the small world of the secret realm, they are wary of each other, and each has many things they don't know about each other.

This tall and thin old man often used this trick to attack his Taoist partner, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

But the old woman's complexion changed, only she knew the supernatural power of the black-scaled black water snake, it was a strange species, since it was tamed, the number of times it failed was really not many!

Not to mention being easily crushed directly!

Let's go! The old woman hurriedly shouted, and turned around to set up the rainbow light.

The universe escapes!

Yang Jian's figure suddenly rushed forward, as if he just turned around, and appeared directly in front of the old woman.

He had no scruples, and he didn't hold back at all. The other party was about to kill him, so what kind of benevolence and morality did he talk about!

The wind of the fist beats, and the arms seem to be thicker, which is because the blood is coagulated, and this strength is blessed!

I don't know how much power this punch has!

The old woman's body flew straight out, broke more than a dozen big trees, and flew upside down hundreds of feet!

In the end, it stopped abruptly between the two trees, the wind of the fist gushed up and down, and there was only a muffled 'bang', and the old woman's body was directly blown into powder!

Yang Jian himself was stunned.

One of them is naturally that he didn't expect that when he punched with all his strength, the opponent couldn't help punching like that.

The second is to feel that the supernatural power of escaping the universe is really... very suitable for his kind of close combat.

Zhanwu, Zhanwu, this is already considered a master of the Wu clan in ancient times, and he is only one line away from the great witch.

And the precious blood left by the war witch to Yang Jian, the magical powers contained in the precious blood really benefited Yang Jian endlessly, and even solved the urgent need.

Ding!

when!

Yang Jian turned his head to look, but saw the long sword in the tall and thin old man's hand fell to the ground.

And following Yang Jian's gaze, the old man's legs softened and he knelt down directly. His whole body was covered in cold sweat, his Adam's apple trembled wildly, and his old wrinkled skin kept rising and falling.

For a practitioner of the Tao, this is a broken mind of the Tao.

In common language, this is frightened.

Dao, Daoist... Immortal! We have blinded Mount Tai and bumped into an immortal! The old Taoist kowtowed like garlic, I beg you to spare my life! Spare me this insignificant life!

Yang Jian stood a few feet away, did not let go of his guard, and said, How is the man I killed just now?

Cultivation...is nothing compared to your old age! The old Taoist replied tremblingly.

Yang Jian was a little speechless: I'm asking you what her cultivation is!

Congealing core, the late stage of congealing core! If you have a chance, you can directly condense the golden core and become a real great monk...

This old Taoist has been tossing in the world of mortals all his life, and has experienced countless times of danger. At this time, he has already packed up his broken Dao heart, his mind slowly turned, and he secretly glanced at Yang Jian.

This young man looks like a killing god who came out of nowhere.

What is he talking to himself?

Here, is the golden core a great monk? Yang Jian sighed, Didn't Master say that if you really care about it, only after becoming an immortal can you be qualified to call yourself a monk... Forget it, it's useless to care about it.

This is, what are you talking about?

The old Daoist sweated a little more, quickly lowered his head, and knelt there tremblingly.

He was not afraid that the other party would ask him any more, but he was afraid that the young man would stop asking... because if he didn't ask, it meant that he was worthless, and he was bound to die.

If he can live a little longer, if he can say a few more words, he will have a little more chance to live.

For a person like Lao Dao, the hatred of Taoist couple and killing his wife is more of a cooperation partner with whom he takes care of each other.

Finally, Yang Jian had a problem again.

In Pingtian Sword Sect, what realm is the strongest?

The most, the strongest...Pingtian Jianmen is the top sect, and the strongest in the sect should be the legendary elders. According to common sense, they should all be masters who have condensed the primordial spirit...

Really? Yang Jian rubbed his chin, So what if I compare myself with Yuanshen Daoist?

The old Taoist said in a trembling voice: Of course it is you, you are stronger. Immortals, your skills and skills are involved in good fortune. You are invincible in the world, picking stars and changing the sun... Those old-fashioned old Taoists are no match for you! Hehe, hehe.

Even squeezed out some flattering smiles.

Yang Jian snorted, if he really believed in this old-fashioned sycophant, that would be the real way to kill him!

Although the world here is dying and the number of monks is pitifully small compared to other big worlds, Yang Jian doesn't have the slightest contempt for it.

Because monks who can struggle hard in this environment and gradually rise to a high level, if they are placed in a normal cultivation environment, their cultivation base will surely advance by leaps and bounds, and they will make rapid progress.

Everyone understands the truth, and adversity produces talents.

Looking at your ruthless behavior, you will take people's lives at every turn, and there must be countless innocent souls in your hands.

Yang Jian said softly, the old man tightly closed his lips, his body prostrated on the ground trembling.

It's a pity, I'm not a chivalrous man who kills harm for the people. You didn't have time to attack me just now, so I don't have to kill you.

Yang Jian turned around and left gracefully, and Qian Kun cast it, rushing towards the light door that was about to close.

There was only one sentence in the forest that he said casually, but it kept returning to the old man's ears.

In the future, do more good deeds and accumulate some reincarnation merits for yourself.

The old man's body trembled a few times, and he knelt there without moving for a long time.

reincarnation……

If you can't ask for the Tao in this life, you can still stay in reincarnation... Thank you immortal for awakening, thank you immortal for awakening!

For some reason, the old Taoist knelt there and began to sob, thinking that after all, the Taoist companion who had been with him for many years died unexpectedly, but it was also a friendship.

After crying, the old Taoist stood up tremblingly, then sighed, turned and walked towards the forest where the old woman's body was blown to pieces.

Although there are no bones, one or two tokens should be collected to make a clothes tomb.

Yang Jian didn't know that the result of his laziness was that he planted a seed of kindness. The old Taoist gradually became kind and his mood gradually changed. He only wanted to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, but he also helped many people...

It's a pity that the power of heaven and earth in this piece of heaven and earth is weak, and the merits and karma have become empty talk. The old Taoist is destined to be busy in vain.

Gossip less, let's get down to business.

Yang Jian quietly slipped into the light gate, continued to use Qian Kun to escape, and went straight to the distance.

There is a town behind the gate of the secret realm. Yang Jian went into the town and inquired about the location of the Xiapingtian Sword Gate, and rushed there without stopping.

Along the way, all Yang Jian heard were rumors about that 'Master Xiao'.

In the teahouse, as soon as you sit down, you can listen to the monks chatting there, and you can talk like a young master, and you can't leave Xiao.

Have you heard? Young Master Xiao's apprenticeship is to solve the problem of exhaustion of spiritual energy in our world.

That's not to say, as long as Young Master Xiao nods, all the monks in the small world of the secret realm can go to other worlds full of spiritual energy and continue to practice!

real or fake?

Of course it's true, will I still lie to you?

I heard that several sects have defected to Young Master Xiao. I also heard half a day ago that Young Master Xiao is going to visit next, the original owner of this secret realm, Pingtian Sword Sect!

Pingtian Jianmen has always been aloof, this time I'm afraid it will be unlucky.

Hey, Mr. Xiao is extremely handsome. If he can be favored by him, it will be a blessing after many years of cultivation.

Uh, Brother Long, you, you are a man.

Hmph! My generation of monks is truly intolerant!

Yang Jian, who was eavesdropping, almost stumbled, smacked his lips, said with emotion, Ji Dao is never alone, and continued to move towards Pingtian Sword Gate.

However, before the time of cup of tea reached the familiar peak forest, Yang Jian no longer used his supernatural powers, but instead ran fast, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and floated into the peak forest.

Where is the peak of Qinglian?

This, I really didn't pay attention to it at the time, and... Looking at the mountains from the outside, the mountains are similar to the mountains, and I can't tell which peak is which peak for a while.

Yang Jian thought about it, and went to the highest one, that must be where the main peak is, and then forced out Qinglian to end the cause and effect.

After making up his mind, Yang Jian sprinted on the mountain road, approaching the place where the main peak and the palace stretched out, but there was an explosion, and the whole mountain was shaking slightly.

Just heard a voice full of anger, but still calm, echoing among the mountain peaks: Do you really think that there is no one in the sky? Hmph! Mr. Xiao, I'm afraid you don't want to live longer.

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Because it was none other than that wicked woman Qing Lian who spoke!

Whoever he is, Young Master Xiao or Young Master Chuan Xiao, he came here for revenge!

This is the biggest karma!

He and Qinglian have no enmity or grudge, but the other party wants to kill him again and again, and even humiliates and bullies him wantonly!

No matter who gave her such a high-ranking stinky temper, and no matter what kind of miserable life experience she had that caused her distorted personality, and no matter what kind of beautiful female monk she is... Yang Jian, he is not so hypocritical!

The cause and effect of killing the body should be ended by killing the body!

Yang Jian had realized at this time that if he didn't kill this Fairy Qinglian today, he might be hindered by demons in his practice in the future!

Find that Qinglian, whoever is beside him, kill him first!

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and ran forward, but this time, his heart was really ruthless.

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(PS: 100,000 words, thank you friends for your support all the way.

By this time, the fate of this book has also begun to appear. So far, there are 100,000 words and more than 5,000 collections. The results are fairly average, neither high nor low. There is a chance.

Whether I can leap into the dragon's gate or not depends on the new book issue in the next month. I hope I can gain more book friends who belong to this book and this pseudonym.

There is a more serious question about the rating of this book.

Because of the starting point rules, as long as there is one bad review, it can be worth many good reviews. One book friend gave it three stars, seventeen people rated it, and the other sixteen book friends gave it five stars. Unfortunately, the overall evaluation fell directly. This affects the appearance and affects new readers' judgment of whether a new book is worth reading.

I hope that the brothers who can rate this book will give this book a five-star praise, at least three stars into four stars; the brothers who give negative reviews will be merciful, after all, writing a book is not easy. Writing Erlang’s book is more labor-intensive and tiring than writing other books, and I also want to support my family with this, so I dare not be too hasty.

Uh, I suddenly feel that I am almost the same as a Taobao merchant, thank you here. )