The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian's cave is located in a hidden place on the mountainside, just above the top of the mountain, a man and a woman are constantly bombarding each other with magic weapons.

Yang Jian has seen a lot of monk fighting skills so far. Although the power of the two magic weapons in the air is strong, it is not as good as Qing Lian that day. Yang Jian will definitely not change his face because of this.

But the small figure on the top of the mountain made Yang Jian's heart suddenly lift up.

Liu Ya.

She fell down on the bluestone at the top of the mountain, with her little head up, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes, but Yang Jian couldn't see clearly from too far away.

Yang Jian's hands and feet trembled at the same time, and after hearing a few puffs, he broke free from the belt of the magic weapon and let the ten Tianxin stones fall off his body.

Yang Jian grabbed two Tianxin Stones without thinking, and ran to the top of the mountain at full speed.

While running, Yang Jian felt a little annoyed.

He was both annoyed at himself for meddling in his own business, and also annoyed at that sloppy old man for putting Liuya in this barren mountain!

Such a master, compared to his own master Yuding Daoist, is really different!

Could it be that the old Taoist found the door of his house and wanted to rely on him, but in the end he encountered two monks fighting, left Liu Ya in fright and ran away?

With this thought, Yang Jian couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. There is no need to talk about other things, let's save Liuya from the area where the two monks were fighting.

He runs purely relying on his own strength, and the supernatural power of escaping the universe also comes from himself, it does not do magic, and it does not attract the aura of heaven and earth.

Liu Ya suddenly saw a figure appearing in front of her, she was so frightened that she almost shouted out, and then quickly covered her small mouth.

"Big brother!" Liuya shouted happily.

"Hush!" Yang Jian made a silent gesture, fearing to disturb the men and women above who were concentrating on fighting, picked up Liuya, turned around and ran towards the way he came.

And the middle-aged men and women who fight in the air are close to each other, and they are all on guard against each other. At this time, they are all focused on dealing with each other, and when they realize that something is wrong and look down...

"Oops! That girl is gone!"

"Damn it! There!" The middle-aged monk pointed at Yang Jian's back and cursed, "How dare you fish in troubled waters! Treat me as nothing!"

"Take down this person first! I will fight again later!"

The two monks immediately swooped towards Yang Jian in the air with the same hatred.

Although Yang Jian ran quickly, the two were flying in the air after all, and they were condescending on the mountain. Yang Jian was overtaken by the two before he reached the mountainside.

"Ziyun Soul Suppressing Cauldron!"

The male monk yelled, and a purple cloud condensed into a four-legged square tripod more than ten feet high, and smashed straight towards Yang Jian's back!

Escaping from the universe has a huge burden on the physical body, Yang Jian's physical body is already small and naturally he can't feel anything, but how can Liu Ya bear it?

Yang Jian couldn't escape, so he could only turn around and resist.

He hugged Liuya with his left hand, and Liuya also hugged Yang Jian's neck tightly. At this moment, he kept silent and closed his eyes in a sensible way.

Concentrating his fist with his right hand, when he turned around, he blasted at the four-legged square tripod, and heard a roar, and the four-legged square tripod was shattered directly, turning into a purple cloud again.

The male monk spat out a mouth full of blood with a "wow", his eyes were full of horror.

And a bright knife was shining, and when Yang Jian retracted his fist, he found the right time to slash at Yang Jian's ribs, but it was the female monk who grabbed a machete and made a sneak attack.

Yang Jian's arm sank, he watched the female cultivator calmly, and let the light of the knife cut on his arm.

sulfuric acid!

It was the sound of Jin Ge colliding!

Yang Jian's figure remained motionless, a part of his sleeve fell down, and his exposed arm was very smooth in the sunlight, shining with a faint purple-red light, but there was no scar at all.

For a moment, the female monk was also overwhelmed by Yang Jian's magic!

It's okay to be invulnerable, but the monk's magic weapon and supernatural power can't touch his body?

"Put this girl down!" The male monk in brocade robes and a long crown on his head yelled angrily.

Yang Jian sneered: "What mistake did she make?"

"What's wrong?" The male monk was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Oh, the mistake is that she shouldn't know the secret of the Heavenly Rift Valley Daozang! Didn't your Excellency also come up with this idea?"

Heavenly Rift Valley Daozang?

Yang Jian pondered in his heart, reckoning that it might be the disaster that Liu Ya and that old Taoist dug up the grave.

Liuya whispered next to Yang Jian's ear, "Master has left me and ran for his life, big brother, don't worry about me..."

"It doesn't matter," Yang Jian smiled indifferently, looking at Liuya with a little indifference in his eyes, "They alone can't scare me away."

The male monk was communicating with the female monk at this moment, their eyes met, and they immediately had a plan to kill them both.

Yang Jian caught the murderous intent in the eyes of the two above his head, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a black discus was added to his right hand, and said: "I just want to say, if you don't want to die, you should retreat now."

"Your Excellency's tone is a bit too loud. You can't eat the Dao Zang in the Rift Valley that day..."

Whoosh! call out!

Yang Jian raised his wrist, and a black discus rose into the sky, making a violent sound of breaking through the air.

The male monk was halfway through speaking, and he had no time to dodge, and was directly hit on the chest by the discus.

The aura of body protection and the radiance of body protection wearing the precious clothes disappeared at the same time!

With a soft puff sound, the upper body of the male cultivator was unexpectedly shattered into a cloud of blood mist!

The density of the Tianxin Stone is far beyond imagination, not to mention that Yang Jian threw all his strength with one hand, and the power contained in it is more than tens of thousands of catties!

Again, he used points to break the surface and used the small to attack the big, let alone Yang Jian's intentions and unintentional calculations. Even if Yang Jian gave this monk enough preparations, the male monk would not be able to escape or avoid it.

"You, what evildoer are you!"

The female monk yelled with a pale face. Seeing that there was another discus in Yang Jian's hand, her delicate body trembled in fright, and she desperately used the evasion technique, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the sky.

"snort!"

Yang Jian didn't intend to kill more, so it's fine to scare him away.

After putting away the Tianxin Stone, before he had time to find the other piece that he had thrown away, Yang Jian ran down the mountain with Liuya in his arms.

Not long after Yang Jian left, streamers rushed to the top of the mountain, and after looking for the clues left by Yang Jian, they drove the streamers to catch up quickly.

High in the sky, on a slow white cloud.

The slovenly old man sat cross-legged with Daoist Yuding, and there was a small square table made of white clouds between them. On the square table were two cups of steaming tea.

The old Taoist smacked his lips: "Your apprentice is actually soft-hearted. You took Liuya away without asking any questions?"

Yuding smiled leisurely, didn't say much, just kept watching the ground.

The old man made fun of himself, smiled resentfully, and continued to sit there drinking tea and dozing off.

According to the impression of the surrounding terrain in his mind, Yang Jian kept running towards a dense forest with Liuya in his arms, in order to avoid being chased by the streamers of light in the sky.

Before he had time to ask what was going on, he rescued Liuya just because of a feeling of 'not wanting Liuya to fall into the hands of those guys'.

As for Rift Valley Daozang that day, Yang Jian didn't know what happened at all.

He has been in seclusion for the past two months, completely unaware of what happened outside.

Before rushing into the woods, a bloody smell came over his face. Yang Jian looked into the forest and subconsciously said: "Don't look ahead! Close your eyes!"

Liuya's small hand twitched, her eyes were tightly closed, but she said in a low voice: "Liuya was here before, and was taken away by those two villains..."

"Well," Yang Jian responded with a dignified expression.

In front of him, the forest was already full of corpses, the trees fell one after another, the forest fire had not been extinguished, and there was a thick green poisonous mist floating in one corner.

There must have been a fierce battle here, after the pair of men and women teamed up to take away Liuya, they faced off again on the top of the mountain...

Yang Jian's scrutiny was inseparable, and the shouts behind him caught up, and Yang Jian could only continue to move forward with Liu Ya in his arms.

Crossing the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​bones, the more ferocious the world.

Even if it was Yang Jian, he felt a little unstable when he was on the scene. He hurried forward with Liu Ya in his arms, turned a corner, and found a tree hole to hide in.

Above the head, streamers of light roared past.

Yang Jian finally had time to ask, "Liu Ya, what's going on?"

"I, I don't know, they say that I am the key to unlocking the Heavenly Rift Valley Daozang..." Liuya said softly, trying to keep calm on her small face, but her childish voice kept trembling.

"Where's your master?" Yang Jian asked for the second time.

Liuya pursed her lips: "Master, he left me and ran for his life. Liuya doesn't blame him, otherwise Master would have been killed by those villains long ago."

Yang Jian sighed and patted Liuya on the forehead, feeling a little depressed.

Suddenly, a shout sounded from more than ten feet away on the left: "They are near here! Search!"

Liu Ya anxiously said: "Big brother, you should go too! They are looking for me, and I will implicate you!"

Nothing in her look, her words, her eyes, her precocious but simple thoughts could deceive anyone.

Yang Jian felt a little warmth in his heart, rubbed her head, took a cloth belt, and fixed Liu Ya in front of him.

"Hold me tight, I'll take you out," Yang Jian's eyes lit up with fighting intent.

"Does Big Brother also want that Daozang?" Although Liuya's star-like eyes were trying to cover up, they still showed a little sadness.

"I'm not interested yet," Yang Jian smiled casually, grabbed a few stones, and walked out of the tree hole, "I just don't want to see so many of them bullying you, a little loli."

Little loli?

Liu Ya stared blankly at the face in front of her eyes, her big eyes were filled with mist for some reason, and she lowered her head and lay in his arms.

"They're here!"

"Kill him! Don't hurt that girl!"

As soon as Yang Jian stood still in front of the tree, there were several screams, and more than a dozen figures rushed towards Yang Jian immediately.

Taking a deep breath, his figure was like a cheetah, pounced on the weakest area of ​​the encirclement, a few pieces of gravel shot out from his hands, and a horrible blood hole suddenly appeared on the foreheads of the three monks blocking the way...

A fierce battle swept through the dense forest.