Chapter 212 I am here
With that thunderous roar, the mountain range hundreds of meters above the cave was directly blown away, and a team of Buddhist soldiers wearing robes appeared in the sky, glowing with golden light, like the Buddha looking down at the world.

The Taoist Zhenhe was under siege, the defensive talismans and magic arrays around him were shattered one after another, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he looked a little embarrassed.

“It is indeed a sin.”

Just when countless viewers were worried about Taoist Zhenhe, the quasi-saint Huang Yang sighed, appeared beside the other party, and then waved his hand.

"you"

Seeing someone intervening, the Buddhist general who was about to speak only felt an irresistible force passing by, and then he felt nothing.

In the eyes of Taoist Zhenhe and more than 40 million viewers, that large number of Buddhist soldiers and generals disappeared like dust with a wave of someone's hand, leaving only wisps of thick black evil aura in the sky.

With a flick of his finger, the Quasi-Saint Huang Yang did not care about the evil spirits that were dissolved by his merits, and his eyes fell on the Taoist Zhenhe in front of him: "Join my underground sect, and I will guarantee that you will not be controlled by the heavenly court."

"My humble servant Li Yuzhen is here to greet His Majesty."

The seriously injured Zhenhe Taoist knelt down on his knees without hesitation to acknowledge his master.

Are you kidding? There is only one powerful person in the world who can fight against Lingshan so hard in his life. How can he not hold on to his big thick legs tightly?

The world has suffered from Heaven and Lingshan for a long time.

"it is good."

Nodding, the quasi-saint Huang Yang casually sent out a little golden light, which fell on the other party.

"Thank you for your blessing, Your Excellency."

Feeling that his injuries were healing quickly, Taoist Zhenhe expressed his gratitude and clearly realized that the connection between himself and the Heavenly Dao was getting closer, and his cultivation that had been suppressed for a long time broke through naturally.

Taoist Zhenhe was not worried about being taken to heaven. After bowing and reporting, he flew to a mountain a hundred miles away to survive the heavenly tribulation.

"In this world, ordinary cultivators who reach the realm of celestial beings will be taken to heaven to ascend. However, after Daoist Ancestor Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao, he did nothing and even imprisoned the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao, which led to the invasion of evil spirits from outside the chaotic heaven. Today, the Heavenly Palace and Lingshan have been occupied by evil gods and evil Buddhas. All human cultivators with conscience try every means to suppress their cultivation to avoid ascending to heaven and becoming one of the evil gods."

Knowing that the audience in the live broadcast room did not know the truth, Quasi-Saint Huang Yang made a special explanation.

In addition, he also saw a certain unscrupulous Taoist who was knocked down to the saint realm peeking, so he pointed at the other party without any hesitation, and at the same time explained to the tens of thousands of cultivators who were watching the live broadcast in the No. 2 Primordial World the fundamental reason why this world had become like this.

There is no doubt that Erlang Shen Yang Jian began to win over those immortals and gods who maintained their conscience. Hongjun, who wanted to become a saint again, would definitely not give up. The quasi-saint Huang Yang must try his best to eliminate the other party's living space.

"Boom boom boom."

After nine thunder tribulations, the Taoist Zhenhe, who had reached the realm of a celestial being, looked up to the sky and shouted, "Today, I, the Taoist Zhenhe, have achieved the status of a celestial being. I will clear away all the evil spirits in the world and restore peace and order to the world."

"Insanity."

At this moment, a vague roar was heard from the sky.

Then, a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun came towards Taoist Zhenhe in the sky.

Taoist Zhenhe, who had achieved the status of a celestial being, looked very small in that palm, as if he was an ant that could be crushed at will.

"Ah."

With a light chuckle, the quasi-saint Huang Yang raised his hand slightly and smashed the huge palm into pieces.

"Who?!"

Upon seeing this, the Golden Immortal thousands of miles high in the sky roared angrily and ran back to heaven like a rocket.

The opponent is too strong to be provoked!

"I am Yang Jian from Guanjiangkou. I raise my flag here today and will no longer be controlled by the Heavenly Court. I sincerely invite all righteous people in the world to help me eliminate evil together."

At the same time, a majestic sound came from the sky and even spread throughout the Dongsheng Shenzhou.

In addition, there were 1,300 grass-headed gods who spoke together and spread Yang Jian's words to the other three states.

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the Second Primordial World.

As the most famous fighting god in heaven, the name of Erlang Shen Yang Jian has been spread in the four continents for many years, and his powerful strength as the Daluo Golden Immortal is obvious to all.

However, in the past tens of thousands of years, many righteous immortals and gods were slaughtered by Yang Jian's troops, so today's righteous cultivators dare not believe it easily.

"Oh my god, Erlang Shen Yang Jian."

'I didn't expect that there really is an Erlang Shen in the world.' 'Erlang Shen is so awesome, he really fits the image of Erlang Zhenjun in my mind.'

'Erlang Shen, I support you.'

'I wonder if Erlang Shen is handsome?'

"Erlang Shen is so awesome, will Heaven and Lingshan attack him?"

"What is Erlang Shen's ability? Can he resist the attack from the Heavenly Court?"

'Well done, Erlang Shen!'

After hearing Erlang Shen's public message, the audience in the live broadcast room became excited again.

Most of the netizens on Earth have heard the mythical story of Erlang Zhenjun and are yearning for it.

Orange Star netizens are somewhat curious about the strength of Erlang Shen.

They were originally cultivators from the second Hong Huang world, but they cheered for Erlang Shen. At least the other party said what they had been holding back for hundreds of years and dared not speak out.

"Orange Star netizens may not quite understand the strength of a Celestial Immortal. The previous Mewtwo God was almost at the level of a True Immortal. After completing the Celestial Immortal realm, one can be promoted to the True Immortal realm, and then to the Golden Immortal realm."

Seeing the comments section so lively, Quasi-Saint Huang Yang interrupted to explain: "Yang Jian is at the middle stage of the Golden Immortal Realm, which is above the Golden Immortal Realm. In addition, he has become a god in the flesh, so he can fight against immortals and gods at the perfect stage of the Golden Immortal Realm and remain undefeated."

"Yang Jian, so brave!!"

Before Yang Jian finished his words against Heaven, an angry roar spread across the sky.

If the sarcasm of a mere celestial being who was ignorant of his own limitations was not worthy of attention, then the fact that Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, the symbol of the former heaven, had raised the banner of rebellion was something that the heaven could not sit idly by.

Otherwise, with the example of Yang Jian, there will be more than a few monsters claiming to be kings in this ancient world, and the Heavenly Court will have no prestige at all.

"Let's take a look at the situation at Guanjiangkou."

Without any unnecessary movements, the quasi-saint Huang Yang simply transferred the screen of the live broadcast room to Yang Jian's hometown.

At this time, more than ten Golden Immortals who were listed in the battle sequence of the Heavenly Court and dozens of Golden Immortal-level demon kings gathered in Guanjiangkou, and there were countless True Immortals and Heavenly Immortal-level demon immortals.

High in the sky, there are dense swarms of heavenly soldiers and generals, and in the west, there are a group of golden Buddhas and Arhats.

With such a formation, it seemed as if the Heavenly Court and Lingshan were determined to accomplish their goal in one fell swoop, completely eliminate those righteous demon gods, and make the entire prehistoric world prostrate at their feet.

"Let it be chaotic... The more chaotic the better. Only then can I seize another chance to become a saint."

Hongjun, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the live broadcast room screen in the Mirror Flower and Water Moon magic with a cold look in his eyes.

He knew very well that the owner of this live broadcast room in the underworld was the culprit that caused his failure to achieve the Dao. He had to find a way to kill the other party in order to return to the realm of a saint and seize control of the Heavenly Dao.

"Brother, if we die this time, it will be a worthy death."

Nezha, standing next to Erlang Shen, didn't care about the gods and Buddhas in the sky at all. There was only an indomitable fighting spirit in his eyes.

"No, it won't be us who die."

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Yang Jian's eyes were filled with confidence.

He has waited for tens of thousands of years, how could he be so rash?

Others only see him as the God of War in Heaven, who is busy fighting and killing all day long, but they don't know that he has been planning in secret for tens of thousands of years, waiting for this moment.

"kill."

"kill."

"kill."

Without saying much, Yang Jian led his demon gods and rushed directly to the positions of the Buddhas in Lingshan.

Just as the Heavenly Palace's square formation was about to make some moves, there was chaos at the rear.

The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King and Taibai Jinxing, who were leading the troops, were about to inquire about the reason when they heard a shocking roar.

"My grandson is here too!"

(End of this chapter)