The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

How can this be? Is this kid a power in the quasi-sacred realm?

With so many big monsters releasing their aura at the same time, Ao Ji, the sixth prince of the East China Sea, was already on the verge of collapse, but Yang Jian broke through all the pressure...

Are all the big bosses of their demon clan fake?

"There is another mystery! He is not afraid of being suppressed by momentum! Damn it!"

Da Luo, a demon clan, suddenly woke up, cursed, and angrily pushed the jade cup in his hand to the ground.

Ding……

As if throwing a cup as a sign, waves of immortal power rose from all over the Dragon Palace!

These are all masters of the human race who came to the banquet, and at the same time released their own aura, pressing towards the East and West Halls!

There are few weak people in the monster race, let alone facing the human race who has become an old enemy at this time, the monster aura rises again! Although immediately attracted by the aura of the many and powerful human monks, most of the monster races have no fear at all!

The chaotic battle between the masters of the human and demon races is almost imminent...

"snort!"

A cold snort came from the main hall, it was not the Dragon King, nor the great power of the human race, nor the monster race.

With a flash of red light, a figure stood above the main hall of the Dragon Clan. He was wearing a khaki Taoist robe, and his long gray hair fluttered. The not-so-high figure was like a mountain, making it impossible to look directly at!

The Taoist master stroked his beard, but only said a word: "You monster clan, can you treat the immortals as rotten wood?"

The voice trembled in the Dragon Palace far away, and even rushed out of the Dragon Palace's formation, causing huge waves to rise on the sea!

Looking at the West Hall and the Southwest Hall again, a group of monster clan Da Luo vomited blood, their faces were pale, and many of them were shocked...

On the other hand, those great monsters in the Golden Immortal Realm even used their aura to suppress Yang Jian secretly, but they were not targeted by this priest.

The realm is too low to ignore.

Hearing a chuckle, another figure flew out of the main hall and stopped Chi Jingzi.

It was a woman covered with a veil, but her eyebrows and facial contours were only exposed, and she had a charming power that made people fascinated.

"Brother Dao, why do you need to vent your anger on these incompetent guys?" The woman chuckled twice, but she didn't give up her eyes at all.

The emaciated Taoist priest's face turned cold, and he raised his hand towards the woman.

But the woman was also ruthless, she didn't dodge or dodge, and she didn't sacrifice any magic weapon. The jade-like shoulder was splashed with blood, and she herself staggered back a step.

"Brother Dao, with my injury, can I take care of my face?"

The woman's voice was a little weak, but it made people feel that she was still young.

"Old Ancestor!"

"Old Ancestor can't do it!"

A few shrill female voices came from the west hall, but the woman raised her hand to pat the source of the sound, and the shouting there was cut off abruptly.

No? Can't what? You bastards shot at that boy explaining the teaching, but do you know who is standing here?

If this Taoist really got angry, I'm afraid she would also be seriously injured and run away.

Will the Dragon King of Dragon Palace miss old love? Is it true that this is still the day when the ancient demon court ruled the sky? I'm afraid the Dragon King won't stand up and fart!

"Good," the Taoist priest nodded without saying much, and turned into a red light and returned to the hall.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Jian didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just stood in front of the hall and watched.

When the gods fight, he won't be superfluous and show off his cleverness. He will just watch him honestly, and if he needs to talk, the uncle will naturally ask him something.

Sure enough, the priest returned to the main hall and ignored him.

And the girl from the demon tribe glanced at Yang Jian. Although her beautiful eyes were smiling, Yang Jian felt goosebumps all over her body.

It was as if being stared at by a ferocious beast was not an aura of coercion, but an existential threat to one's own life.

"Sure enough, he is a young hero," the Yaozu woman chuckled, turned around and flew into the palace, but she continued to be a guest and had no intention of leaving.

Ao Ji said beside Yang Jian: "The great demon Mei Kongmei in ancient times is also one of the reliance of the Yaozu today, but it ranks low among the ancestors of the Yaozu."

"Well," Yang Jian nodded without thinking too much.

That's not the level he can touch now. The ancestor of the demon clan should be a quasi-sage with a strong cultivation base. He has seen all ten demon saints, so he doesn't think it's unusual.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing a laugh, another person walked out of the hall. He had a big face, a square face with Chinese characters, but he looked like a fairy, with a slender figure, long hair tied into a bun, and eyes full of light.

"Not bad! Really good! Junior Brother Yuding has accepted a good apprentice!"

With a serious expression on his face, Yang Jian quickly walked up to the visitor, and then bowed in front of his face, saying: "Nephew Yang Jian, I have seen the third uncle."

Real Huanglong!

The third disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, one of the blessed generals among the Conferred Gods, was intercepted and beaten by various teachings, and rescued by various teachings. Even in the Battle of Conferred Gods, Yang Jian even rescued this master once.

Seeing that this real Huanglong was a guest in the Dragon Palace, Yang Jian was a little disappointed, but also felt that it should be so. After all, by listening to this account, one would know the real Huanglong's footsteps - he was born in the dragon clan, and among the dragon clan with meager luck, unexpectedly there was a dragon of great fortune.

Otherwise, it is impossible to be accepted by Yuanshi Tianzun.

But Master Huanglong really didn't have a few brilliant treasures, and he didn't have any great supernatural powers, which made Yang Jian, who was so focused on the autumn wind and the meeting ceremony, feel disappointed in his heart.

But after thinking about it, apart from Senior Taiyi, the other seniors and uncles couldn't possibly give him such a good treasure, so there's no need to expect too much.

Yang Jian's thoughts just flowed in his mind and then disappeared. When he raised his head, his arm had already been grasped by the real Huanglong.

"You don't need to be formal! I'm just older than you, come here!" Daoist Huang Long pulled Yang Jian and walked towards the hall, at the same time, he secretly sent Yang Jian a stream of pure immortal energy, and said in his mouth: "Your Chi Jingzi master is still waiting inside! Come in quickly!"

Just because of this action, Yang Jian has a good impression of Master Huang Long, a 'warm-hearted' uncle.

Daoist Huanglong rushed out to greet Yang Jian, but he was afraid that Yang Jian was holding on before, so he rushed over to convey immortal power to Yang Jian. Huang Long really expected that Yang Jian was a guy who wanted to save face, so he came out to "relieve" Yang Jian.

But as soon as the celestial power entered Yang Jian's body, it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea. Master Huang Long was also a little surprised, and turned his head to look at Yang Jian.

At this time, Ao Ji had suppressed the hidden injury, recovered his elegant appearance, followed in lightly from behind, and stood waiting inside the palace gate.

There are more than ten banquets in the hall, and there is a huge jade round table in the center of the hall, which is the main banquet of the Banquet of Immortals.

At the head of the main table, the dragon king in the shape of a dragon head sits on the throne and greets Yang Jian with a smile; Chi Jingzi is on the right side of the dragon king and smiles at Yang Jian.

The place on Chi Jingzi's right hand side is empty, and on the right hand side is an old woman, as motionless as a mountain, as if she doesn't know what's going on around her.

Yang Jian didn't dare to look too much, but took a rough look. Except for the Dragon King, there were a total of twelve guests at the main table, all of whom were unpredictable and powerful, and there were not many of them that Yang Jian could name.

Although the human race had the most guests in Dragon Palace at this time, at the main banquet, there were only two great human beings who smiled at Yang Jian.

"Meet the second uncle."

Yang Jian made a salute to Chi Jingzi and called him the second uncle.

Chi Jingzi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You are not bad, and Junior Brother Yuding's teaching skills are also not bad. Greetings to all seniors."

"Yes," Yang Jian was very serious in every word and deed, making it impossible to find any problems. He also had a humble appearance, which was completely different from the arrogant and unruly attitude in front of the palace.

Yang Jian didn't dare to be too presumptuous who asked Chanjiao to pay attention to these.

Yang Jian made a salute to the main table, and didn't shy away from the ancestors of the two monster races, but he still looked at the two great powers of the human race.

"I have seen you seniors."

Chi Jingzi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This kind of greeting is not allowed. You need to report your family name, and you also need to tell us the dojo where we teach."

Yang Jian pondered for a while, then bowed again, and his clear voice echoed in the Dragon Palace, "Yang Jian, a third-generation disciple of Yuxu Palace, has met all of you seniors."

The benevolent old woman replied: "You are polite."

The other great powers all nodded in response with smiles on their faces, even the patriarch of the Yaozu, Mei Kongmei and another burly man, nodded coldly.

Yang Jian was also a little happy in his heart. Uncle Chi Jingzi seemed strict, but he also protected him.

Chi Jingzi is the second apprentice of Yuanshi Tianzun. Apart from Guang Chengzi, the first disciple who explained and taught, Chi Jingzi's words are the most important in explaining and teaching the order of seniority.

He allowed Yang Jian to say the word 'Yuxu Palace', which was to express his attitude towards the prehistoric forces.

This disciple is the one they valued most by Chanjiao, and anyone who dares to touch him will be an enemy of Chanjiao.

This can be regarded as the biggest gain of Yang Jian's trip.

"Go find a place to sit. After the banquet is over, your second uncle and I will go find you again." Taoist Huanglong said softly, the more he looked at Yang Jian, the younger brother, the more he liked him.

As long as he thinks that just now, Yang Jian walked to the front of the hall step by step with the aura of so many monster clans, and finally broke through the aura... Taoist Huanglong felt secretly refreshed.

This nephew, he really gave them the face of the older generation!

Yang Jian quickly agreed, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea finally said, "Ao Ji, come in and take a seat with Yang Xiaoyou."

"Yes," Ao Ji respectfully accepted the order, walked in quickly, and took Yang Jian to a corner where there was a banquet full of "younger generations". All the handsome men and women at the banquet stood up to greet him.

Ao Ji pointed to the empty seat next to a very beautiful woman, and said with a smile, "Why don't we sit here."

The depression in Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and he took the first step to stand behind the seat far away from the woman.

Ao Ji was a little puzzled, but he moved forward calmly, and sat between the woman and Yang Jian...