In the battle of Beihai, the ninth strongest led its subordinates to join forces outside the country, and the people of the flood and wilderness were defeated in the fierce battle, and took the southern Ganbu Continent as a boat, and temporarily retired to the three thousand worlds.

On the side of the strongest, there were more than ten saints of the Great Dao who died in the hands of Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, and forty percent of the powerful people who came back from the dead died in battle, and the army lost about sixty percent.

On the side of the flood and famine, the powerful monks who died in the war were innumerable, and more than half of the overhaul was damaged, and the army was killed and wounded; and the Chaos Spirit Country and the Black Spirit Country to which Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian belonged were destroyed, and the lives of the Black Spirit Country were devastated, and the Spirit Clan army was lost by sixty percent, and the Spirit Clan masters were lost by more than half.

The Jade Emperor of Heaven, the name of Haotian, in order to cover the retreat of the cultivators from the wilderness, fell into the heavenly court to block the army of the strongest, and led the heavenly court soldiers and horses to break off.

Defeated, burning its primordial spirit to attract the power of the Heavenly Dao, was finally killed by Void Mo, and disappeared.

The five continents of the flood desolation were lost, the flood desolation heavenly road suffered heavy damage, for a time the heaven and earth often collapsed, the yin and yang of the three thousand worlds were unbalanced, the five elements were chaotic, the ghosts and ghosts had nowhere to go, the demons were numerous, and the disasters were everywhere.

After the strongest man occupied the flood famine, he slaughtered all living beings within three days, summoned the resentful spirits of heaven and earth with his great avenue power, and organized thousands of ghost soldiers to invade the three thousand worlds.

After a few months of war, the Honghuang contracted its forces, and nearly one-third of the three thousand worlds were lost, because Yang Jian attacked and killed the generals of the Xumo army everywhere, the strongest army was forced to stop repairing, and confronted the coalition army of the Honghuang people in a great world called Naluo.

At this point, the pattern of the flood has changed, and the way of heaven is gradually showing signs of recovery, but the strongest side is becoming more and more powerful.

......

Naluo Realm, the earth is in the middle, and there is an abyss that was cut open by the sword of the Tongtian Sect Master during the previous war.

The army of the strongest was on the west side of the abyss, densely packed, from the earth to the heavens, standing quietly, like a frozen tsunami.

And on the other side of the abyss, the monks of the Flood Desolation were also in a similar battle.

Although the Heavenly Court was destroyed, the righteous gods of the Heavenly Court were still there, and the Heavenly Court and Chaotian Pavilion were quickly integrated and named Guihongmeng, which means to subdue the five continents of the Honghuang.

Now all the monks in the flood wilderness obey the orders of the Hong League, and the leader of the alliance is nominally Yang Jian, the true monarch of Erlang, but Yang Jian is not very in charge.

The ones who were really responsible for dispatching the armies of all parties were Western Rulai, Taishang Laojun, Li Jing, Ao Xinke, as well as several Heavenly Court and Chaotian Pavilion old people, a total of nine deputy alliance leaders.

Tai Bai Xing and the Jade Emperor fell together, and the Honghuang side lacked a key person who could reconcile the Quartet, otherwise the deputy alliance leader should have the position of Tai Bai Xingjun.

At this time, Nan Ganbu Continent was suspended behind the Naraku Realm, protected by several small thousand worlds, and the human race on it did not feel any impact.

Under the spells of several saints, the sun still rises in the east and sets in the west every day, and the stars are still shining, but there are many more monks in Taoist robes everywhere.

Probably, at this time, only these mortals who don't know what happened are the most innocent and lucky.

In the northwestern part of the South Ganbu Continent, in a relatively remote desert, countless monks have cultivated here, and although several months have passed, most of the monks still cannot come out of the shadow of that battle.

If there is an order of the saint at this time, let them go to the front to fight, even if the seriously injured will grit their teeth and get up, and go to fight with the subordinates of the strongest.

Humiliation;

Remnant.

In the depths of the desert, at the boundary of heaven and earth at this time, a figure stood in front of a stone tablet stained dark red by blood, looking at the dense names on the stone tablet.

Half of these names have turned bright red, and they are the characters who have fallen and fought with the strongest in the blood book.

Finally, the strongest appeared, and they also went to fight, but the result was ......

"Senior brother. ”

With a light call, the young general who stepped on the Hot Wheels stood behind the figure with a thick tiredness.

This person is not an outsider, it is Yang Jian, who was stopped by Yuding that day and dragged back to Nanzhou by the master.

It's only been a few months, Yang Jian's temples have a few more silver-white hairs, and the whole person seems to be much haggard; he is like a blade that has been tempered again, although it has generally not changed, it is stronger, but the edge is sharper.

Yang Jian said: "Just came back from the Naluo Realm, why don't you go to rest?"

"Well," Nezha sighed, put away the fire-tipped spear, and asked with a smile, "Senior brother, are you going to steal people later?"

"If a few of your sisters-in-law hear this, it will be as if I am going to spend time drinking. Yang Jian scolded with a smile, and then shook his head, "You don't have to go for the time being, Xu Mo seems to have given an order to let his subordinates hide in Wubu Continent." If I go, I don't think it will be easy to come back. ”

Nezha suddenly sighed with a wry smile: "Thousands of monks can't resist the advance of the opponent's army desperately, but it is the power of you, senior brother, who is secretly intercepting and killing the opponent's quasi-saint and saint realm...... I'm embarrassed to tell others that I'm your junior brother, and now I'm fighting with the quasi-saint method, and I'll have to hide from the more powerful characters. ”

"It's just a different situation," Yang Jian touched two jars of wine and came out.

This is a fine wine in the mortal palace, Yang Jian touched it when he went to meet the contemporary emperor before, that is, the righteous brother of the royal brother, and the taste is not bad.

Nezha put away the Hot Wheels and sat on the ground with Yang Jian, the two brothers leaning against the dark red stone tablet, looking at the boundary of heaven and earth in front of them, and staring at the void beyond the great array of heaven and earth.

After a few sips of silence, Yang Jian was a little tired, and sitting quietly like this was like resting.

Nezha is preoccupied, and he has been a little eager to speak.

"What's wrong? It's awkward to have trouble with Lei Zhenzi?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

Nezha also knew that Yang Jian's words were ridiculous, so he couldn't help but roll his eyes and pout, "I don't have such a habit." I was thinking about cultivating, and Master said that my Lotus Treasure Body could go further, so that my magical power and mana could be stronger than Master's. ”

"Oh, there is such a good thing?" Yang Jian then frowned slightly.

Normally speaking, even if it is a unique lotus treasure body like Nezha, it is impossible to unscrupulously and arbitrarily improve the cultivation realm, and you must slowly realize the Tao.

If it is an extraordinary means, it will inevitably pay a certain price.

Sure enough, this is what upsets Nezha.

"But this kind of work requires the master's penance to cultivate a few yuan. ”

Yang Jian could only be silent, touched the wine jug with Nezha, and poured a sip of wine there.

Yang Jian asked, "What did Master Taiyi say?"

"Master wants me to have a little more skills," Nezha shook his head with a wry smile, "but even if I die now, I don't want Master to ...... for me like this."

"Don't worry, I'm thinking like this at this time," Yang Jian said, "Later, I will go and ask for a meeting with Master and Master Ancestor, and discuss with them to see if I can choose a group of highly qualified people among the current monks and use many means to improve their cultivation." ”

Nezha was stunned for a moment, then blinked, "Can this be done?"

"It can be done. ”

"Then why not do this before the catastrophe comes?"

When Nezha asked like this, Yang Jian could only shake his head and sigh, and said in a low voice: "Originally, all the saints and I all felt that what the flood desolation lacked was only the peak combat power, and it was the strongest and the peak of the saints. It's just that I never thought that now, the number of quasi-saints and Da Luo Jin Immortals has also become the weakness of the flood famine. ”

"Alas, it's also our fault," Nezha pursed his lips, "If it is a god, I work harder with Lei Zhenzi and Wei Hu, and there is always a chance to keep up with your pace, senior brother......"

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, and patted Nezha's shoulder casually, "Don't think about it, your senior brother and I have no talent in heaven and only one on earth, where can you keep up?"

Nezha rolled his eyes angrily, knowing that Yang Jian was comforting him, and reluctantly laughed a few times.

The two continued to sit there chatting and drinking, talking about the battle situation in various places, fighting methods and supernatural powers.

Gradually, Nezha leaned against the stone tablet and fell asleep, and Yang Jian looked at the tiredness on his junior brother's still somewhat immature face, and his mood was inexplicably a little dull.

Go and ask the master and the ancestor to see if you can cultivate a Saint Realm master in a short period of time.

Even if you can only cultivate a few, a dozen, it can be regarded as a little more combat power for the flood wilderness, and it can also round the hearts of Nezha, Lei Zhenzi and others.

Others, Yang Jian is also powerless.

He is not the strongest, let alone a void, if he can also make a miracle power to come back from the dead, even if it is to create quasi-saint masters in batches, why is the battle of the flood sovereign so?

Facts have proved that all the masters of the Spirit Clan went to resist the Xumo Old Department that day, so that the reinforcements on the Honghuang side were insufficient, so they had to lose, which was indeed related to Chaotian Pavilion's lack of preparation before, and only half of the masters were mobilized.

But it was precisely in this way that when Nan Ganbu Continent retreated into the Three Thousand Worlds, it had enough troops to resist the invasion of Xu Mo's subordinates.

The Jade Emperor's previous consideration was right, there was Xumo's supernatural powers, even if the flood famine, the monks of the flood famine, and the army of the strongest who were born from the dead were all wiped out, and Xumo still had the means to create another army in the place where the corpses were all over the place.

The key is how to kill the void......

Yang Jian was not so arrogant that he took care of this matter on himself, and he was not the enemy of the wilderness, not alone.

Several saints are also in Nanbu Continent, but they are just outside the South Continent, protecting the last place of hope in the Chaos Sea.

Ascending to the clouds, the immortal soldiers hoarded on the cloud roads everywhere saw Yang Jian's figure, and they all bowed their heads and saluted.

After the fall of the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother recited the will left by the Jade Emperor in the sky above Nanzhou, and the supreme position of the Three Realms fell on Yang Jian.

It's just that Yang Jian didn't show up to receive the order at that time, and later he only received the position of the leader of the Hong League.

He is not the material of the Three Realms Supreme, if he can defeat Xumo, recapture the flood wilderness, and repel the slaughter of other supreme beings, then talk about the Three Realms Supreme.

Now the main body of the Three Realms is gone......

Flying out of the border above Nanzhou, Yang Jian saw a place full of golden light and clouds, and heard the sound of chanting from a distance.

These masters of Buddhism were on the edge during the war, and the casualties were the least among the major forces of the Flood Famine, but they were also considered to have suffered heavy casualties.

But Buddhism has also made a contribution, and they can't blame anything, not to mention, they also need Buddhism's combat power now......

Flying into here, all the immortals and Buddhas got up to greet each other, Yang Jian squeezed a smile, nodded all the way in.

When he found the deepest part of the place, the door of the small courtyard, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he kept the posture of closing the door, and stood there in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

Tianyan Daozi's voice came from behind the door, and the wooden door was also opened.

Yang Jian came back to his senses, shook his head at Tianyan Daozi, and said indifferently: "It's okay, it's just an occasional gain, and I was disturbed by your voice, but fortunately it's not an epiphany." ”

Tianyan Daozi laughed and led Yang Jian in.

"In this way, I have become a sinner in the wilderness, and I came out to pick you up, and I also disturbed your comprehension of Xuangong. ”

Yang Jian suddenly smiled and said nothing.

Buddhism ......

It's always a little hard to see through the depths.