The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

This is the Dark Lord?

　　Naturally not, this should be a counterfeit; and judging from the various performances of this race, it is still a counterfeit that dare not be exposed in front of the eyes of the many men of the Dark Lord.

　　 The tip of the gun slightly scratched, and the black yarn wrapped around this person was directly cut off by the tip of the gun.

　　 What is weight lifting? In this way, only destroying people's clothing and exposing the ability of a good body inside is like lifting heavy weight.

　　 When he saw the two indescribable water polo **** popping out of this person's chest, Yang Jian was a little stunned, but his expression remained unchanged, calm and relaxed.

　　 It's not that I haven't seen it before.

　　 This person is a woman. At this time, she didn't dodge or hide. She also showed a shy face to Yang Jian, as if to seize the opportunity to seduce.

　　 Yang Jian calmly shot out a few profound energy, and directly sealed the cultivation base of this person; although she did not know what hidden treasures on her body, Yang Jian's profound energy entered her body and immediately sensed her exact cultivation base.

　　 Da Luo Jinxian, not up and down.

　　 Then, Ao Xinke was invited out again. This fake Black Spirit Lord instantly covered the vitals, curled up into a ball, and shivered constantly there.

　　 Her appearance is not outstanding, it is not ugly, she can only be regarded as a mediocre posture; moreover, she is clearly a prehistoric human race, but she does not know why she will pretend to be the black spirit master in the black spirit world.

　　 "What is your relationship with the Dark Lord?"

　　 The woman trembled: "He, he is my father..."

　　 "Father?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and asked Ao Xinke a little by surprise, "Birth?"

The woman immediately shook her head and hurriedly said, "I was taken captive by him. I served the right and left and raised my cultivation base. Later, he established the Black Spirit Realm and let me take care of it here. He occasionally came over... Don't kill me, I have never done anything bad, I am also good to these Chaos Spirit Races, I..."

　　 shrank her head, the woman's eyes were red, and she sat there all sorts of sorrow.

　　 This person looked harmless, but Yang Jian did not take it lightly.

　　 Ao Xinke asked: "Why is the Black Spirit Lord not in the Black Spirit Realm?"

"He has been busy with some big things," the woman sighed softly, curled up there with a grievance on her face, "Father is still Wang Shangguo's national teacher, except that every time he attacks Xuandu City, his father will come over to prepare in advance. Will come to me."

　　 Yang Jian nodded: "You mean, most of the time, you are the Dark Spirit Lord?"

　　 "Almost... but I just help my father take care of it."

　　 Yang Jian couldn't help but whispered in his heart, this guy's words can actually explain more or less.

　　 Ao Xinke on the side said to Yang Jian, "Husband, there is fraud."

　　 "How?"

　　 "I have searched a lot of information on the Dark Soul World before, and I also bought two of the Dark Soul Lord's cronies. They said that the Dark Soul Lord is naturally tyrannical. If his subordinates disobey him, they will die. This has always been the case."

　　 Yang Jian furrowed his brows deeper, and there was a compelling light in his eyes, and the scared woman kept trembling.

A shot was handed forward, directly piercing the shoulders of the woman; the woman suddenly raised her head and stared at Yang Jian, but then her cruel eyes became pitiful, and she shouted palely: "Forgive me! I am dead!"

　　 Yang Jian raised his hand and swept her left ear, knocking her unconscious.

　　 Then, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other. Ao Xinke arranged a trapped formation under this person, and Yang Jian used Xuan Gang to penetrate her joints around her body.

　　 "Husband, why don't we explore her spiritual platform?"

　　 Yang Jian shook his head, and said, "If the Black Spirit Lord is really hiding on her body, it must be hidden in the spiritual platform. It is too dangerous to rashly explore."

　　 Ao Xinke thought about it a little, "The husband meant that this person has two souls?"

　　 "Yes, you look at her fairy body carefully," Yang Jian pointed to her shoulder socket, where it was penetrated by the spear, but the wound was also healed at this time, "Can Da Luo Jinxian have such a tyrannical recovery ability?"

　　 "Really incredible..."

　　 Yang Jian said: "It's just a little speculation. You go in and wait. I will try to kill her directly."

　　 Ao Xinke entered the mysterious turtle belt according to words, and Yang Jian took a breath and walked slowly forward with the spear.

　　 There was a real killing intent in his heart, because Yang Jian made up his mind to kill this person no matter what.

　　 The woman who was supposed to be in a coma suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were pale, and a tragic black smoke gushed out of her body. Yang Jian's vital Xuan Gang flashed through her body, pinning her to the ground.

　　 "Yang Jian, do you dare!"

　　 The stern voice is like a ghost.

　　 Yang Jian sneered: "You really are the Black Spirit Lord."

　　 "If it weren't for my magical skill to make a mistake, how could you take advantage of me!" The black spirit master whispered angrily, and Yang Jian had stopped in front of her, holding the spear high and suddenly falling!

　　 In just a few moments, strange tattoos appeared on the woman's face, her eyes gushing with black blood, and her body was directly wrapped in black smoke.

　　Ping! Ping pong!

　　 This is the sound of Xuan Gang being broken!

　　 Yang Jian shot into the black Qi, but only brushed this person's calf, the black spirit master's figure suddenly fell, and the trapped formation arranged by Ao Xinke was almost destroyed by the black Qi in a flash.

　　 The woman scolded: "Damn it!"

　　 "Really when you can escape?" Yang Jian broke out with extreme speed, his figure flashed in front of the black Qi's marching, and spear shadows shot out!

　　 The Black Spirit Lord at this time gave people a feeling of forcibly urging a certain secret method, which could not last too long.

　　 It is also true that this person is constantly running away, and Yang Jian's gunshot penetrates his body, and he resists his injuries and turns again.

　　 But even in her heyday, she is not necessarily Yang Jian's opponent at this time, let alone in such a situation? Although Yang Jian was a little embarrassed, he still had to accept his head.

　　 As soon as he fled, Yang Jian strolled in the courtyard with ease. The Black Spirit Lord was in a panic, and his breath was fading rapidly.

　　 was stopped by Yang Jian several times when he fled, and when the black spirit lord's aura fell to the Great Luojin Wonderland again, Yang Jian had no interest in continuing to intercept him, and he was about to do his best to kill this person.

"Yang Jian!"

　　 She yelled abruptly, with a kind of helplessness, a kind of powerless anger, "Why do you want to kill me!"

　　 Why?

　　 Yang Jian couldn't help but take a meal, looking at the figure in front of him that appeared again from the black air.

　　 She has no strands, only a few pieces of black qi condensed cloth to protect her chest and lower abdomen, her face is full of anger, and her body is full of healing wounds.

　　 "Why do you kill me!"

　　 Yang Jian said: "You wanted to kill me, how can I not kill you? Is your exquisite questioning like this, is it too brazen?"

　　 "This is all forced by your Dao Sects! It is your Dao Sects that forced me!" The Black Spirit Lord yelled, and the tattoos on his face continued to fade, "Why do you Dao Sects occupy the Xuandu City! Why do you occupy the tombs of the saints!"

　　 Yang Jian didn't say a word, but stared coldly, holding the spear tighter.

　　 "The Dao Sect is a group of hypocrites! If you hadn't been sanctified in the Sanqing Dynasty, you would have been killed by thousands of Dao friends!"

　　 Yang Jian's expression was cold, he took a breath and suppressed his anger.

　　 "Are you a prehistoric monk?"

　　 "Huh!" Black Spirit Lord sneered halfway, "nonsense."

　　 "Unless our elders come today, otherwise you will be unlucky," Yang Jian made no secret of his killing intent with his eyes, took a half step forward, and he was about to push forward.

　　 The black spirit lord's body shook like chaff, suddenly knelt on the ground, tears in his eyes hazy: "Don't kill me, I can't die yet, please don't kill me!"

　　This...what the hell?

　　 A black energy gushes out from behind the black spirit lord, and the black energy connects to her back, and another black figure condenses beside her.

　　 The black shadow yelled sharply: "Stand up! You die and you die! What do you want him to do!"

　　 "We can't die, we can't die, the revenge of the master has not yet been reported, if we die like this, what the suffering of countless years!"

　　 The shadow suddenly lost his words, and stopped there quietly.

　　 Yang Jian's mouth twitched.

　　 Quiet, finely dividing the scene?

　　 The woman continued to bow down to Yang Jian with a crying voice, begging bitterly: "Don't kill me, except in Xuandu City, I have never done anything to you, I just want revenge, I just want revenge..."

　　 Yang Jian stood there with a gloomy face, reminding himself not to be soft-hearted, after all, this is considered a powerful enemy at this time.

　　 should take advantage of his illness to kill him.

　　 "Husband, it is better to ask her who the enemy is."

　　 Yang Jian said: "No, it has nothing to do with you or me."

After 　　 said, Yang Jian jumped up abruptly, but just as he was about to rush forward, he was blocked by a ray of sound.

　　 "Don't kill, she's still useful."

　　Master?

　　 Yang Jian turned his head and looked at somewhere in the Chaos Sea, where the white light flickered slightly, and the Great Master Xuandu came by the wind with a little sneer on his lips.

Hearing Xuan Du smiled bitterly: "You didn't take a pot of Nine Turns Pills? How can your skills grow so quickly? I just slept for a short while, you forced the dignified Black Spirit Lord to such a point. "

　　 "Three or four hundred years have passed."

　　 "Three or four... all right," Xuandu had already come close when he was talking, stood beside Yang Jian, and looked at the black spirit master and the dark shadow beside her, "I am also a poor person."

　　Yang Jian said: "If you don't kill her, how can you control the black spirit world? She is a prehistoric monk and has no spiritual core."

　　 Ao Xinke flew out of the mysterious turtle belt and bowed to Xuandu. Then she stood beside Yang Jian and said: "She once attacked and killed her husband, and it is not unreasonable for her husband to kill her today."

"That said, but this is also a rare master," Xuandu sighed softly with his hands on his back, "and she has good potential, and there is still a chance for improvement. Only a little training is needed. Why don't you take her as a subordinate? , Isn't the Black Spirit Realm under your control?"

　　 Yang Jianchi smiled, "Accept her as a subordinate? I have to sleep with fear."

　　 "You can take a wisp of her natal soul," Xuan Du waved his hand, "Don't worry about this ~ www.readwn.com~ It can't be easier to control the primordial monks, much simpler than controlling the chaotic creatures."

Yang Jian silently moved away from Xuandu, and the Great Master Xuandu rolled his eyes, "I have never done such a bad conscience thing. I just understand these ancient methods. Now that the big catastrophe is ahead, it's only one thing to accept more thugs. We must start from the overall situation."

　　 Let's talk for a while, Xuan Du saw that Yang Jian had no intention of killing, and he was a little relieved.

　　 "If you want to kill her, your master, I have a chance, but it's just because she was born of pity. Go and ask, who is her enemy."

　　 Yang Jian shook his head: "Not interested."

　　Xuandu smiled unpredictably, "You must be interested...Xiao Hei, answer yourself, who is your enemy? Why do you have to enter Xuandu City?"

　　 "Demon, Shi, Kun, Peng!"

The woman just clenched her fist, her nails embedded in the flesh, and drops of black blood ooze out, "He took people to wash my tribe with blood, killed my parents, and pumped their souls to refine the demon emperor soldier! I will thwart his bones and ashes. Eat his flesh and blood!"

Xuan Du whispered beside Yang Jian: "This is the princess of a large tribe of the ancient human race. Back then, the monster tribe slaughtered the human race. She was protected by several big Luo Jinxians into the Chaos Sea and escaped. With today's strength. It is indeed a pity to kill, let alone your family."

　　 Yang Jian nodded slowly, and finally put away the spear.

　　 "That's right," Xuan Du patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, "Wait, I'll persuade her to serve you! By the way, how about a four-hundred-year defensive time for the master?"

　　 "Let's kill it!" Yang Jian held the spear again, Xuan Du laughed, and flew towards the Black Spirit Lord.