The Legend of Honghuang Erlang - Chapter 937

　　 But in the same way, the mirage naturally understands that if you want to be enlightened, you must be enlightened by yourself.

　　 For Liuya, enlightenment is still a little far away at this time, and it is really unknown whether it can be before Yang Jian completes the breakthrough.

　　 Like Nezha and Monkey King, their cultivation base and magic power have reached the threshold of the saints of the Dao Dao, but because of this, they did not realize the saint state, and did not find a way to take this step forward;

　　 For people like them who are good at fighting and fighting, they only need to constantly fight against opponents stronger than themselves, and constantly go through dangers. At any time, they may suddenly understand their own way and take that crucial step forward.

　　 It is true that the accumulation of the two of them is not enough.

　　 But Yang Jian had previously predicted that he would break through to the realm of the strongest, or to say nothing, stay in the Chaos Clock for thousands of years.

　　 In these thousands of years, it is really possible that Nezha and Monkey King have made breakthroughs.

　　 Zixia is even simpler than Nezha and Monkey King, because she has enough savvy, and there are dozens of sage phantoms of ‘kendo saint’ created by the mirage. Her enlightenment obstacle is the thinnest and the shortest.

　　 Relatively speaking, Liuya’s obstacle to enlightenment is tantamount to climbing a cliff with a weak mortal body.

　　 But this kind of woman who looks very gentle and is more and more similar to Houtu Empress does not look back, climbing step by step on this cliff.

　　 If there is no great opportunity, no great understanding, one can only rely on great perseverance.

　　 “This girl…”

　　 Long Kongwu watched the battle after the war, and endured the pain all over his body. At Liu Ya, who was constantly thinking and understanding but was too late to heal, he could only sigh softly.

　　 After thinking about it for a while, the mirage dragon recalled the avenue he had felt before, and lightly swiped his finger in front of him, creating an orchid.

　　 Then, the mirage dragon seemed to be picked up casually, injecting a complete road into the jade orchid, and quietly sent it to Liu Ya.

　　 Liu Ya was constantly feeling there, and suddenly realized that there was something on the side, turned his head and saw the little orchid grass growing rapidly in the soil.

　　The grass stem emits a faint green light. Every time these green light spots touch Liuya’s wound, Liuya will make a hum, and then quickly repair her injury…

　　 is false and true, and it is really effective. This is the realm of the mirage at this time.

　　 As long as you are trapped in the fantasy realm of the mirage, unless the realm is higher than that of the mirage, you will not be able to be an enemy of the mirage.

　　 This is the horror of the Hongmeng Alien Species, and one of the reasons why the mirage is afraid of the strongest-the suppression of the realm.

　　 He dared to face the strongest, that is the perfect death.

　　 “Thank you, senior,” Liu Ya got up and said to the emptiness, and then sat down again.

　　 Without the time needed for healing, Liuya only needs to do two things-perception and verification.

　　 Enlightenment is enlightenment, and verification is to step out of the aperture to fight the evil spirit.

　　 Milong thought carefully, and spent a lot of effort to adjust Liu Ya’s opponent slightly.

　　 After doing this, the mirage also showed a tired face, yawned, and made two incarnation clones. They sent them to stare at the place where they tried their swords and find a place to rest by themselves.

　　 He has helped everyone who can help. As for whether she can really become enlightened before Yang Jian leaves the customs, it depends on her own good fortune.

　　 Strongest…

　　 The girl named Houtu, how dare to say that she is 30% sure?

　　 Milong shook his head and didn’t think about it. Anyway, he didn’t think he had the possibility of becoming the strongest, so it was meaningless to inquire about this.

　　 Yang Jian’s first hundred years of retreat, one hundred thousand years have passed in the Chaos Clock, still just closing his eyes and feeling.

　　 Inside the Chaos Clock, the cultivators in the Sword Trial Land changed batch after batch, and there were many more figures in the depths of the Sword Trial Land to practice in retreat.

　　Although there were more than ten more people in the third stage of the sword test, no one was able to make a breakthrough.

　　 Outside the Chaos Clock, Tianyan Daozi returned by himself, and the real Yuding stayed in Yunxiao’s retreat. Tianyan Daozi did not mention where the two retreats.

　　 Sanqing, Houtu, and Jiuying have found the location of Jiu Diquan.

　　 The ancient primordial land was shattered, and the Nine Defiled Springs were also scattered under several Great Thousand Worlds, leaving those great Thousand Worlds without a single inch of grass, but it was also equivalent to a disguised “seal” of Nine Defiled Spring.

　　 As long as a saint casts a spell, the filthy power in the Nine Pollution Springs can be drawn to the Nether Realm.

　　 Then it seems that as long as Liuya breaks through and Yang Jian leaves the pass, Hou Tu will take the risk and try to get rid of the shackles of the saint of merit.

　　 In addition to Houtu, the Lord Tongtian was also quite moved.

　　 But the Master Tongtian himself has a heavy weapon like the Four Swordsman Zhuxian, and his temperament is a bit more sharp. If this method is too risky, he has been reprimanded by Yuanshi Tianzun more than once.

　　 No way, the second brother is always older than the third brother.

　　 Tianyan Daozi heard that Hou Tu was going to do this dangerous thing, not only did not stop it, but also encouraged her.

　　 After all, all the saints almost forgot one thing-Houtu was originally an ancestral witch, transformed from Pangu essence and blood, and has the same power of the same source as Jiu Diquan.

　　 The risks mentioned by the Sanqing and the introduction of the saints are actually more difficult for Hou Tu than those evil spirits entering the body and affecting the soul.

　　 That’s it, this matter was prepared early, and then just wait for the movement in the Chaos Clock.

　　 Yang Jian’s first thousand years of retreat.

Everywhere in the primordial land seems to have returned to the appearance of the ancient times. Under the interference of the heavenly court, the world of Nanzhou has opened the era of monasticism again. Those world situations that Yang Jian knows are disrupted after the’yuan’. Messed up.

　　 Although the human race has a strong ability to multiply, it lacks six reincarnation discs. Within the prehistoric range, the speed of the death and appearance of true spirits is the same, so the total number of creatures is actually stable.

　　 A little true spirit, about a hundred times of reincarnation, will rush back to nothingness by exhausting its own light.

　　 Under the auspices of the Queen Mother, the influence of the Heavenly Court has gradually recovered; and the gods of the Heavenly Court are more closely related to the Way of Heaven, and they are all fulfilling their duties, presiding over the order of the Three Realms and protecting the creatures of the Three Realms.

　　Outside of the Great Wilderness, Kong Xuan and Chu Qi began to subdue the Chaos Spirit Race again, and the Black Spirit Kingdom gradually recovered, and countless chaotic creatures gathered outside the three thousand worlds.

　　The preaching of the great repairs came here, and it left a great legacy.

　　 Ao Xinke and others began to promote the primitive writing and language among the Chaos Spirit Clan, in order to gradually evolve a real world.

　　Perhaps this great world is truly prosperous, and you have to wait for dozens or hundreds of Yuanhui, and if the eternal kingdom of God recovers, all the creatures in the Chaos Sea here are just ‘rations’.

　　 But after all, the seeds have been sown…

　　 Anyway, they don’t know what they can do, so let’s use it to find something for themselves.

　　 The years flew by, and three thousand years passed in a hurry.

　　The place to test the sword has been open for a long time to once every five hundred years. Although the land is big, there are only those things that can be made. Now it is a little unavailable.

One day, the Chaos Clock suddenly trembled slightly, and the hundreds of thousands of monks who had been closed in the place of the sword test opened their eyes together, and looked at the place of the sword test with a little amazement, the area no one could step into. Land of nothingness.

　　 “Brother…”

　　 Nezha, who was lying in the aperture in a daze, murmured softly, and those withered eyes became brighter again.

　　 Three million years, twenty multi-member associations, still not sanctified.

　　 Nezha fought against those evil spirits here, and now the combat power has been greatly improved, but the Saint Realm has always been separated by a film.

　　 This kind of tiredness, and the decadence of failing to rush through the barriers one after another, made Nezha look down a lot.

　　 The accumulation of time has made him no longer half childish. Although he is still a teenager, his eyes are full of vicissitudes, and even the heart of the Tao has no waves.

　　It’s difficult to become a holy. Even with many conditions, I didn’t expect it to be so difficult.

　　 He jumped up from the ground, raised his hand, and the fire-tip spear inserted on the stone wall thousands of feet away returned to his hand, and then rushed into the valley in front of him, one person and one shot.

　　 In the valley, the silhouettes of the nine ghosts and phantoms immediately pounced, and it was another earth-shattering battle that no one could see.

　　 But, Nezha has already stepped half of his foot into the door. All he lacks is a trace of aura, a trace of sentiment, and sanctification is already expected.

　　 Nezha was not far away from the illusion. The monkey king, covered in gold armor, stood on the top of a mountain, watching the direction Nezha had been looking at.

　　 “Master…”

　　 shook his head, and the pressure in front of him also eased him.

　　 Behind him, seven or eight demon evil corpses whose heads had just been shattered are slowly dissipating…

　　 “If I hit you, my grandson will become enlightened!”

　　 The monkey roared and rushed into the air.

　　 And the clouds and mist in the sky floated quickly, a big Buddha wrapped in black light appeared, and a big hand suppressed it.

　　The raging remaining energy, as if the terrifying force to break the heaven and the earth, the innate golden aura poured on the Dinghai Shenzhen…

　　 The mirage dragon, hiding in the dark, nodded lightly, with a smile on his mouth.

　　 He seems to have known the result of this battle, and he no longer watches such a fierce battle any more, and turns to look at another illusion.

　　 This is a clear lake. In the center of the lake, a woman sits peacefully, combing her three thousand green silks, with a faint smile on her mouth.

　　 And right above her ~www.mtlnovel.com~Four illusory white shadows are fighting with dozens of figures, and the terrifying sword intent is flooding all parts of this illusion, waiting for the idle saints to be unable to approach.

　　 “Master is about to break the level?”

　　 She murmured softly, and then slowly got up, her thin feather skirt hanging down, walked a few steps on the lake with her bare feet, and then gently raised her hand.

　　 The four phantoms turned into four lightsabers, which disappeared instantly as she flicked her fingers.

　　 In the next moment, in the reflection of the lake, those dozens of evil monsters have strange heads…

　　 And a touch of mysterious Daoyun swept around her, her figure disappeared here for a moment, and was sent out of the chaotic clock by Tianyan Daozi, and appeared outside the primordial world.

　　 Not long after, a Heavenly Sword cut through the Chaos Sea, cutting into countless Dao Ze.

　　 Kendo, success.

　　……

　　 Inside the Chaos Clock, a place of nothingness.

　　 Yang Jian was still closing his eyes, sitting there quietly, but the fluctuation just now was caused by a shadow around him.

　　 This phantom sat cross-legged in front of Yang Jian, somewhat similar to Yang Jian’s appearance, but if you look closely, it should look like Yang Jian’s previous life.

　　 Xuying quietly stared at Yang Jian, who was closed at this time, his eyes safe, as if waiting for something…

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