The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The Yaozu made troubles and talked about seniority, so Yang Jian took advantage of the situation to suppress people by seniority, pushed the boat along the way, and accomplished it in one go.

Mei Kongmei was scolded by her ancestors, but she still had to swallow her anger. This powerful monster clan's breathing was a little unsteady at this time, but he forcibly endured the anger in his heart.

With a sudden smile, all kinds of charms arose.

The monster clan expert said softly: "The disciples of Chanjiao are really extraordinary. But my monster clan and your sect belong to different sects, so how can we talk about seniority?"

"That's wrong," Yang Jian stood still with a smile, not in a hurry, "All spirits in the world are born because of the Tao. All spirits are bright and extinguished because of the way. The reason why my Taoist sect divides into three religions is to educate all spirits in the three realms."

"I didn't mention the teachings, but how many of the registered disciples of the Jiejiao founded by my great uncle belonged to the demon clan? Naturally, the demon clan is also included in my Taoist teachings. You can argue."

"I..." Mei Kongmei really couldn't answer, because no matter what she said, it was wrong.

If you answer no, you will offend Jiejiao, and also offend many masters from the monster clan in Jiejiao.

The answer is yes, but she has recognized that the Yaozu is a Taoist enlightenment. Although she, Mei Kongmei, is a powerful generation of the Yaozu, how dare she speak so lightly?

Many great powers in the prehistoric world know that the Yaozu is definitely not a Taoist teaching, and many of the earliest Yaozu are innate spirits. Yang Jian is only partial here.

But if Yang Jian's argument spreads out in the Dragon Palace, and the world is dominated by human races at this time, he will definitely use this to belittle the demon race...

Thinking of this, Mei Kongmei glanced at Yang Jian charmingly, but in her heart she scolded Da Luo, the demon clan who had spoken sarcastically about Yang Jian before, and scolded him like a bloody dog.

She didn't answer, but it didn't mean Yang Jian would give up easily.

Yang Jian was still indifferent, and closed his steps tightly: "Since that's the case, Miss Mei, what should you call me if you don't call me senior? I am the third generation of Taoist sect, what about you?"

And you?

And you?

After Yang Jian's words fell, the words "Miss Mei" were even more resounding.

"good!"

Taoist Huanglong let out a loud cry, full of elation, and all the immortals around were smiling to see the power of the monster clan be deflated.

Chi Jingzi admired Yang Jian a little more, but felt a little strange, and thought: "Junior Yuding is usually taciturn, and I never wanted to teach a disciple who is quick-witted and eloquent." '

"well……"

Yang Jian sighed, and was about to force Mei Kongmei to bow his head and call out 'Little Master Uncle', but suddenly cupped his hands, feeling a little lost, and withdrew all his momentum.

Yang Jian's voice of emotion spread throughout the Dragon Palace, but there seemed to be a lot of melancholy. What he said was:

"The truth of what I said, Miss Mei, you can't refute it, I will refute it for you. The Tao is born and the Tao is destroyed, and the Tao lies in the hearts of all souls. The ones who have learned the Tao can be the first."

"I call you senior here, it's not a problem. You have been cultivating for many years, and your realm is far above me. And you are sitting with my two seniors in a young appearance. This is the recognition of your strength by the seniors of the Dragon Palace, not your recognition of your seniority."

"In the final analysis, Honghuang respects the supernatural powers and ranks them according to the strength of mana. Before I went down the mountain, my master warned me several times, making me forget that I have a saint master, to do things in a low-key manner, and to be a down-to-earth person."

Low-key...down-to-earth...

The corners of the mouths of many human immortals twitched, and the teeth of those demons itched with hatred.

Yang Jian: "So, I have never used my mentor to oppress others, and I don't want to smear others for Dao inheritance. I work hard and walk on eggshells, lest I do something wrong."

"But I am not only a disciple of explaining education, but also a monk of the human race. I must not forget the slaughter and bullying of my human race by the monster race back then. I killed the big monster that caused harm to the world all the way, and raised my human race's righteousness!"

"Today, I use my fists and swords, relying on the skills my teacher taught me, to make my own name and name, what's wrong with that?"

"I am fighting against Bu Kuang today. I will judge the superiority by supernatural powers and determine the victory by ability. What's wrong with this?"

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said with a sneer, "Could it be that no one in your demon clan dares to fight me today, so you can only stab people in the back!"

Holding the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand, every word kills the demon's heart.

The immortals of the human race are excited, their blood is hard to calm down, and they can't wait to fight the monster race in the Dragon Palace!

Yang Jian's aura had already been condensed. After these words, many monster clans were already furious, but some dared not look directly at Yang Jian.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Mei Kongmei applauded three times in a row, pointing to Yang Jian: "My demon clan descendant, is there no one who can defeat this person?"

"Old Ancestor! I would like to learn and teach my disciples' brilliant tricks!"

Behind Mei Kongmei, a young monster with beard and hair fluttering, begged for life angrily.

"Go! Show the majesty of my demon clan!" Mei Kongmei pointed out, and the young demon clan jumped into the arena, facing Yang Jian, and cupped his hands as a signal.

No matter how angry you are in your heart, this is the Dragon Palace, you can't fight to the death.

Yang Jian nodded calmly, recognizing that the other party was also a tyrannical demon. Immediately afterwards, he saw that the monster didn't need any treasures, and rushed towards him alone, and simply put away the Demon Slaying Sword and Cloud Pao brick.

The two figures were hundreds of meters apart, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they suddenly accelerated and charged at the same time!

The young man was elegant when he was quiet, but now he was moving like a madman, his loose long hair was fluttering, and the precious light appeared on his hands, which turned into two tiger claws!

One claw digs out Yang Jian's heart and lungs, and the other paw slaps Yang Jian's face!

Yang Jian didn't dodge or dodge, he punched left and palm right, and his movements were so swift that a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in front of the Dragon Palace!

With a punch, it hit the middle of the young tiger demon's tiger claw;

With a palm, it slapped the wrist of the tiger demon's other beast claw!

Flesh meets flesh!

The monster power of the tiger demon was instantly dissipated by the profound energy, and the tiger's claw was shattered with a bang; while the wrist of the other tiger's claw was forcibly cut off by the Xuangang!

Yang Jian gave a low shout, and Xuangang was pushed out like a wall.

The figure of the tiger demon flew upside down and turned into a white-haired tiger in mid-air, with its forelimbs completely destroyed!

The tiger demon finally couldn't bear it at this time, and screamed in midair: "Ah!"

A big hand came from behind and caught the tiger demon, and then a pill exuding pure demon power fell into the tiger demon's mouth.

It was Mei Kongmei who made the move, she took the tiger demon back in person, put it behind her, and said again: "Who is going?"

"Me!" Another young man from the Yaozu stood up and walked into the arena. Without saying much, he began to fight with Yang Jian with supernatural powers.

Yang Jian also didn't say a word, broke through all the meetings with all his strength, fought for more than ten rounds, and wounded the big monster.

Mei Kongmei shot again, still feeding the Yaozu elixir to the defeated big monster, and took it back behind her personally.

Before she could ask, another young man from the Yaozu stood up to face Yang Jian.

Although Yang Jian didn't feel tired at all, the surrounding human monks shouted and scolded one after another, saying that such a wheel-to-wheel battle of the monster race is really an idiot.

But this place is the Dragon Palace, and the rules set by the Dragon King himself are defending and attacking like this. Even if the monster clan fights on wheels, as long as Yang Jian is undefeated, there is no way to replace him.

Today, there are dozens of the younger generation Golden Immortals who came here, these dozens of Golden Immortals have gathered around Mei Kongmei, filed out one by one, fought one after another, and all returned with injuries.

The tortoise prime minister was just beating the gong beside him without making a sound.

Three demons, five demons, seven demons, twelve demons!

Yang Jian defended against the enemy with eighty-nine mysterious skills, taking turns to shoot cloud bricks and slaying demon swords. Each battle was more fierce than the last one.

In the back, when the big demon came up, he tried his best to use his strongest supernatural powers, even if it was just to consume some of Yang Jian's cultivation, even if it was just to hit him!

If they lose, they can still get a different look from Mei Kongmei, the old ancestor. They all make money no matter what.

But Yang Jian didn't complain at all, he just fought! Lien Chan! Fight and win!

The battle is in full swing, and the fighting spirit is strong!

Previously, Yang Jian had already expressed his ambitions!

Even in this great world where golden immortals are like dogs and giants are everywhere, he, Yang Jian, will fight all the way! Achieve the name of God of War!

The Yaozu can only be his stepping stone, and heaven is by no means his end!

After today, Honghuang will pass on my name!

Climb tomorrow, the world will be shocked!

Yang Jian did not step back, did not say a word, and fought all the big monsters of the monster clan; the group of monsters was also aroused bloody, one monster was taken back, and the other rushed forward immediately, without giving others a chance to challenge.

Watching the field, Yang Jian's power has been frustrated after fighting the sixteen monsters, and there are more and more rounds without a fight.

Ao Ji stood up bravely and shouted: "Brother Yang! I would like to fight for you! You need to rest for a while!"

"No need," Yang Jian replied calmly, his figure stood proudly, a stray long hair hanging down the left side of his cheek, adding a bit of chic to him.

"How dare you underestimate my demon clan!" A female demon rushed into the arena, sacrificed a magic weapon and threw it at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian slapped it out with one palm. It was just that the banshee in the realm of heaven vomited blood and flew upside down. She was caught by a dragon master in time and survived.

Mei Kongmei had completely calmed down at this moment. Sixteen big monsters have been defeated today, which is almost the same as defeating sixty-six big monsters, and it is also a face-saving.

But as long as the younger generation of the Yaozu fight Yang Jian with the method of the wheel, and consume his cultivation base, then as long as they win one game, their Yaozu can also win back some face.

Who can be lucky, defeating Yang Jian whose cultivation base has been exhausted, is destined to be highly praised by the monster clan! Fully cultivate!

The younger generation of golden immortals of the Yaozu have also realized the key to this, and each of them is desperate and plotting secretly.

The six demons went into battle one after another, and Yang Jian's face turned pale.

Even though the twenty-two monsters in Lian Zhan only compete with each other through supernatural power collisions, the golden fairy monsters here are all extraordinary, and it is difficult to suppress the opponent's supernatural powers and magic weapons.

At this time, the profound energy in Yang Jian's body could only barely circulate, and the twenty-four mysterious beads were much dimmed at this time. ——After fighting the dead bone monster, he also condensed a bead when he practiced the thirty-six methods of Tiangang.

The twenty-third demon turned into a giant snake with a human face, cast a mysterious method, urged the black cloud, and swallowed Yang Jian in one gulp.

Yang Jian raised a burst of profound energy, turned into a giant roc, and grabbed the python's body...