The Legend of Honghuang Erlang - Chapter 952

In the final analysis, the strongest are nothing more than creatures that have transcended the avenue, but all creatures that come from the realm where the true spirits are projected cannot get rid of their own fundamentals——

soul.

In the prehistoric times, some vicious evil cultivators increased their cultivation by absorbing the three souls and seven souls of people. In fact, it was an extremely difficult but powerful road, but ordinary cultivators could not go on.

And the evil method Xuan Du taught Yang Jian to manipulate the souls of others is actually one of the ‘soul’ existences that are more against the sky.

But compared to the “elder sister” who played the life of the Eight Dao’s strongest in a soul orb, the evil method Xuan Du gave was really a little insignificant.

Yang Jian flew over, and Xian Kong was also struggling for the last time, but he left late and had no chance.

The young man in the profound robe just chuckled and crushed the gray bead without hesitation. Xian Kong, who had only temporarily suppressed his own serious injury, opened his eyes wide and spouted a mouthful of blood.

Yang Jian has already rushed to the young man in the mysterious robe!

He didn’t care much about Xian Kong’s life and death. A villain like Xian Kong whose hands were soaked in life and blood could survive after the war and Yang Jian would also kill him.

But at this time Xian Kong is using it for himself, if he is there to help, his odds of winning can be increased by a few percent.

Since it’s too late…

That is the homeopathic attack.

The three-pointed and two-edged spear shook the shadow of the spear, and Yang Jian did not dare to directly use the three-fold force that was too strong for the counter shock, so as not to injure the enemy and prevent himself from harming 800.

With the strength of the Seven Dao Xeons at this time, he has had a chance to kill the opponent with his double overlapping power.

However, the Xuanpao people had a smile in their eyes, with five fingers spread out, Yang Jian and the surrounding universe, Dao Ze, all tangible things were all stopped.

The Xuanpao man was shocked, the universe shattered every inch, and Yang Jian’s figure was directly blown into the air.

This seemingly simple exchange made Yang Jian a little shocked.

The strength of this person is really rare in his life.

Even, there is already a trace of the feeling that Dubi’s remnant soul gave him back then, and he can break the road with ease.

The young man in Xuanpao walked slowly, and his body slowly rose a little every time he took a step, and walked into the air step by step, without looking at Yang Jian with his straight eyes.

“The borrowed avenue is only a borrowed avenue after all. Do you still think that you really have this strength? Meng Luo’s plan is only to vent his private anger, but you have become his pawn, which is really a bit sad.”

Yang Jian had already got up again, the other party was just standing there quietly at this time, probably just disdain to take the initiative to shoot himself.

“Who are you?”

“It’s a lone soul that shouldn’t exist in this world,” the person chuckled lightly, his eyes a little sad.

Raising his right hand gently, the person in Xuanpao lightly tapped to his side, and nine dark-gray beams of light appeared behind him.

This beam of light turned his body pale.

What a strong pressure…

Yang Jian subconsciously clenched the Snow White Sharp Spear, feeling the nine avenues that directly forced his soul.

Sharp, heavy, extremely solid, almost flawless.

Each avenue has been tempered thousands of times, reaching their respective extremes, and then gradually returning to this mysterious robe, with the same rhythm.

The light gradually diminished, and nine divine soldiers suspended behind Xuanpao.

The long sword dripping with blood, the very thick sword full of gaps;

The dark spear that exudes the morality of dominating the world, immortal and not returning, that pair of gloves that seem to be simple but contain infinite mystery;

Then there are the treacherous dagger, the sky-shaking hammer, the groundbreaking axe, the void-breaking bow, and…

That side is a bit broken, but the coercion is faintly higher than a bronze mirror on the other eight roads.

The bronze mirror seemed to have been broken, and it was glued back, but it left small marks like a spider web.

“You use a spear, then I will use the spear against you.”

The Xuanpao man raised his hand slightly, the dark spear fell into his hand, and the other eight avenues stood steadily there. Although they did not move, they pushed the Xuanpao man’s breath to a more terrifying level.

Yang Jian closed his eyes and exhaled softly.

“My master and uncle died in your hands?”

“Master?” The Xuanpao man chuckled, pointed the dark spear obliquely, and said indifferently, “It’s Meng Luo? When did he die? I dare not kill him, otherwise His Highness will have to fight me desperately.”

Yang Jian frowned suddenly, this matter was a little strange.

But at this time, the situation did not make him think about it. The aura of the Xuanpao man had already reached its peak. At this time, he was like a leaf of duckweed facing the sky-covering waves.

The power gap is really frustrating.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and seven avenues slowly emerged behind him.

The sea-covering formation, the universe within the body, the Zhoutian star battle formation…

Although the results were minimal, Yang Jian could only use some of the skills that could bless himself at this time.

Then, his face was solemn, his eyes were not afraid, and he looked at his life formidable enemy.

“How long haven’t I seen this look.”

The Xuanpao man murmured softly, then raised his left hand high, and the whole person was filled with a murderous aura, as if the cry of countless creatures entwined around him.

“Because of the look in your eyes, I will also show up to 10% of my strength, which can be regarded as a little respect for later life.”

After saying that, the raised left hand slammed his fist, the bronze mirror behind it flashed, and then six huge bronze mirrors appeared around three thousand meters, enclosing the two of them.

A total of nine weapon blades shining at the same time, from the long sword to the bronze mirror, turned into eight black lights and drilled into the dark spear!

Yang Jian squinted slightly, a sense of familiarity in his heart.

Ten directions banned!

Return of the nine soldiers!

“Zitan Lengmo?”

“Oh? You know my name so long ago,” Xuanpao frowned slightly, “but an old friend?”

“Ah, it’s your old friend, it’s a pity…no, let’s fight!”

Yang Jian slowly took a breath, and his momentum continued to climb. The mark on the handle of the knife gleamed lightly and poured into the spear.

Finally, in the storm, he was like a rock, with a little counterattack strength.

The Xuanpao man, the second warlord of the original Eternal God Kingdom, was also the most trusted general of the Eternal God King at that time, and was once the same name as the founding general.

There was a deep sense of helplessness in Yang Jian’s heart. This was not his own emotions, but the imprints of his hands.

“Long spear…”

Zitan Lengmo’s long and narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and a few names appeared in his heart, but he could not identify whose reincarnation Yang Jian was.

Old friends who like to use spears?

But after hearing Yang Jian’s light rebuke, his figure rose into the sky, against the squeezing force of the ban, his whole person was wrapped in golden light.

The sword and shield pagoda is infinitely bound!

Open the sky!

Two overlapping forces!

Yang Jian’s figure is like a mad dragon, but Zitan Lengmo’s body is wrapped up with layers of magic flames, and with the roar of inexplicable beasts, he collides head-on with Yang Jian!

The three-pointed two-edged gun slashed down vertically, but it turned out a thousand ghosts!

The dark spear rolled up endless black flames, swallowing all these spear shadows!

when!

There was a heavy collision, and the sound of the weapons intersecting was very clear, but the force exploded afterwards made the six bronze mirrors tremble unstoppable.

The two strong breaths began to collide, began to entangle, and began to shake the entire eternal kingdom of God.

The high sky and magic flames burned, and the ancient cities on both sides of the rift valley continued to collapse;

At the entrance of the shrine, the cultivators and the army of the Eternal Kingdom of God were all being captured by these two auras.

The Avenue of Saints is trembling, and the perfect Taoist heart is like a baby, full of helplessness and hesitation.

“This, this is the eternal **** king?”

Nezha almost bit his tongue and whispered.

“Husband…” Standing in front of the light curtain left by Xian Kong, Ao Xinke looked at the door helplessly, Feng Wu quietly hugged her shoulders, but he just said nothing.

The surrounding wars are predominant. The two wounded Xeons have already retreated steadily. They are fine if they don’t participate in the war.

The confrontation between those two breaths became more intense, and what was hiding under the breath was a frontal contest of dozens of roads.

Compared with the battle that was erupting inside, their realm was too low to tell which side had the advantage at all, but the real person Yuding and Yun Xiao were both worried at this time.

Obviously, they had noticed that Yang Jian’s strength was weaker than that of the opponent, even reaching the level of barely a fight.

And behind this stone door, what no one can see is the purple-haired and purple-robed Xuantu dream body, Meng Luo.

He was leaning against the gap between these two stone gates that had sealed the ages, his eyes were thoughtful, and he raised his hand several times…

What’s going on, it was originally calculated. At this time, I came here to open the door, let Yuding and Yunxiao pass, let their deaths make Yang Jian lose his mind, and by the way temporarily achieve his Nine Dao Strongest Strength…

But at this moment, I actually hesitated.

Why are you hesitating?

Haven’t you been waiting for this moment? For countless years~www.mtlnovel.com~ countless dreams…

Zifaren frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced at the gap in Shimen.

He saw several figures standing proudly between the sky and the earth, saw Zixia, saw Yuding, saw Nezha, saw…

Yunxiao.

Zifaren shook his head lightly, laughed at himself, and disappeared leisurely.

No matter, even if the effect may be greatly reduced, the scene that I want to see the most will appear.

“Hahaha… Eternal Kingdom of God… Wasteland!”

Loud laughter from nowhere was flowing in the wind, but the sound was lightly slapped on the stone gate, blocked by these two extremely heavy stone gates, and did not spread.

The raging wind raging between this magnificent world is getting more and more noisy.

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