Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 245 Haotian's ambition, the Western Church takes action

Yao Chi didn't know what to say for a moment when she heard this. She and Haotian had been together for many years, so she naturally knew that Haotian was unwilling to be inferior to the other saints.

But Yao Chi did not expect that Haotian actually had the ambition to dominate the ancient world.

You know, there are teachers above all the saints!

Is the teacher really someone Haotian can contend with and plot against? Even if he completes his own avenue and becomes a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and borrows the authority of the prehistoric world as the Supreme Emperor of Heaven, he still cannot contend with the teacher!
Thinking of this, Yao Chi couldn't help but persuade: "Haotian, teacher..."

"Yao Chi, I know, I know what you are worried about, but I have my own plan. If it works, it may not be impossible to escape the control of the teacher. If you believe in me, then support me with all your strength!"

Yao Chi was silent for a moment and then nodded: "You and I have been together for many years, I will always support you with all my strength."

Haotian was very moved when he heard this. If there was anyone in this world who was worthy of his wholehearted trust, it would only be Yao Chi.

"Haotian, don't say any more. Just recover from your injuries first! I will be in charge of the Heavenly Court for you during this period of time."

"Then thank you for your help." After saying that, Haotian slowly closed his eyes, sat cross-legged and began to refine his merits and recover from his injuries.

At the same time, Yingzhou Fairy Island.

Bai Jing called Yu Ding over.

"Yu Ding, your disciple is still in need of a handy weapon. What plans do you have as the master?"

Yu Ding was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled awkwardly and asked, "Master, don't you plan to refine a weapon for Yang Jian?"

Bai Jing shook his head.

"Then the disciple will refine it himself."

"That's not what I meant. Yu Ding, do you know about the three-headed dragon?"

Yu Ding had obviously never heard of the three-headed dragon. He counted with his fingers and finally figured out who the three-headed dragon was.

"It turned out that it was this evil beast that injured Yao Ji, which led to the birth of Yang Jian and his two siblings. Master, do you want Yang Jian to kill the three-headed dragon to avenge his mother?"

"No! This three-headed dragon is Yang Jian's most powerful weapon." After saying that, Bai Jing raised his hand and a golden ring appeared out of thin air and fell into Yu Ding's hand.

Yu Ding looked at the ring carefully. It contained 48 innate restrictions and was an extremely high-grade acquired spiritual treasure.

"Master, what is the function of this golden ring?"

"After Yang Jian defeats the three-headed dragon, he will put this golden ring around the dragon's neck, and it will become the most suitable weapon for Yang Jian."

Yu Ding's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Thank you, Master, for planning for Yang Jian."

"These three-headed dragons are currently in the territory of the Western Religion. You can go and capture them. If any disciples of the Western Religion come, you can suppress them directly. If the two Western Saints take action, I will also take action."

After hearing Bai Jing's words, Jade Ding Zhenren was completely relieved. With his master's guarantee, what else did he have to fear?
That afternoon, Jade Ding Zhenren took Yang Jian and left Yingzhou Fairy Island and headed west.

Today, the three-headed dragon has been accepted as a guardian by the Western Church. A few days ago, he also received some incense and power from the Buddhist kingdom, which allowed him to further break through to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The three-headed dragon was so happy. In the Western religion, not only did he not have to be tied to the Dragon Pillar, but he also had beautiful women to keep him company. The incense and vows he received were no different from the merits in heaven. It was really great.

The only drawback is probably that Western religions have to go out and deceive or arrest believers, just like the gods in heaven on duty, they rarely have time to rest.

Today, the three-headed dragon was ordered to go to the northern land of the prehistoric world to secretly convert a group of humans.

However, what the three-headed dragon did not expect was that as soon as he came out of the west, he ran into Yang Jian and his disciples head-on.

Yu Ding was stunned when he saw the three-headed dragon, and then he showed a look of surprise: "It's really a case of searching for something without any effort. Disciple, that's the three-headed dragon that Master told you about. Go and capture it!"

"Yes, Master." On the way, Yu Ding had already told Yang Jian who the three-headed dragon was and what good deeds he had done.

Yang Jian's anger towards the three-headed dragon had reached its peak at this time. After getting Yu Ding's permission, Yang Jian took out his spear and rushed towards the three-headed dragon.

The three-headed dragon had been a demon king in the lower world for some time and had quite rich combat experience. After sensing Yang Jian's murderous intent, he decisively chose to strike first. He stretched out his right hand and turned it into a dragon claw. Yang Jian only felt the void shaking, and the next second a dragon claw appeared out of thin air and grabbed Yang Jian's chest.

The dragon claws were covered with black scales, densely packed, sharp and pointed, and they grabbed Yang Jian's chest fiercely. Yang Jian had been practicing on the Yingzhou Fairy Island for many years and had never traveled to the prehistoric world. The few combat experiences he had came from sparring with Yuan Hong.

Therefore, facing the sudden attack of the three-headed dragon, Yang Jian was a little panicked, but he quickly calmed down. The reason was simple: the attack speed of the three-headed dragon was too slow in his eyes.

Yang Jian simply turned his body slightly to avoid the sharp dragon claws, and at the same time, he stabbed the dragon claws with the spear in his hand.

The spear and the dragon claw collided in mid-air, making a crisp metal collision sound. A great force hit Yang Jian, and his body suddenly retreated backwards. The dragon claw also retracted into the void, and ripples appeared in the void.

The three-headed dragon, whose sneak attack failed, knew that it had lost the initiative, but the collision with Yang Jian just now made the three-headed dragon confirm that its strength was superior to that of the three-eyed dragon.

Thinking of this, the three-headed dragon became murderous, clenched its dragon claws, and rushed towards Yang Jian fiercely.

When Yang Jian saw this, a cold look flashed in his eyes. He was not afraid at all and rushed forward to fight with the three-headed dragon.

Although Yang Jian had not been practicing for a long time, he had learned the true teachings of Jade Ding Zhenren and had mastered the thirty-six major supernatural powers and the seventy-two minor supernatural powers. In particular, he had practiced the seventy-two minor supernatural powers to perfection. In other words, Yang Jian had no shortage of means to fight the enemy, but only combat experience.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian and the three-headed dragon had fought for hundreds of rounds. At the beginning, the three-headed dragon did have the upper hand and could be said to be suppressing Yang Jian.

But the more he fought the three-headed dragon, the more frightened he became, because Yang Jian was growing at an extremely terrifying speed.

After more than a hundred rounds, Yang Jian was already able to fight on equal terms with the three-headed dragon.

The three-headed dragon cursed inwardly: "What the hell is this monster? He is simply a natural god of war."

After dozens of rounds, the three-headed dragon was completely at a disadvantage.

The three-headed dragon felt something was wrong and decisively changed back to its original form, transforming into a three-headed divine dragon and flying into the air.

The dragon comes from the clouds, the tiger comes from the wind, the three-headed dragon rides on the clouds and mist, and in the blink of an eye they have escaped thousands of miles away.

Yang Jian's eyes flashed with coldness, "You attacked my mother in the past, and you attacked me again today. I will not let you off!"

After saying that, Yang Jian transformed into a huge peng bird. He flapped his wings, and the void made way for him. He turned into a stream of light and chased after him relentlessly.

In mid-air, the three-headed dragon and Yang Jian were chasing each other. Every time the three-headed dragon's speed increased, Yang Jian's speed also increased. Soon, the man and the dragon had escaped hundreds of thousands of miles away. The three-headed dragon stopped when he saw that there was no trace of Yang Jian behind him. He just took a breath and found a huge shadow appeared above his head.

The three-headed dragon cursed with a cold face: "Three-eyed, you are going too far! I will fight you!"

After saying this, the three-headed dragon turned around again and fought with Yang Jian.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The two men used all their magical powers, holding weapons, and fought in mid-air. The powerful magical power continued to spread from all directions with the two of them as the center. For a moment, rocks collapsed and the earth shook.

After the two sides fought for hundreds of rounds, Yang Jian completely gained the upper hand and stabbed the three-headed dragon in the chest with a spear.

A trickle of blood suddenly splashed out, dyeing the white clouds red. The three-headed dragon screamed, fell to the ground, and was lifeless.

Yang Jian frowned upon seeing this and thought, "Could a great demon king at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm fall so easily?"

There was disbelief in Yang Jian's eyes, but after a careful inspection, he found that there was indeed no life left in the three-headed dragon, and even its soul was beginning to dissipate.

Yang Jian gradually approached the three-headed dragon, thinking of getting closer to check it out. At this moment, the eyelids of the divine eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows twitched wildly, as if warning him.

Yang Jian immediately understood, a smile appeared on his face, and he continued to walk towards the three-headed dragon.

When he arrived beside the three-headed dragon, Yang Jian squatted down and pretended to check the dragon's corpse.

Suddenly, the three-headed dragon opened its eyes fiercely, and a fierce look flashed in its eyes! The dragon claws in its hands opened and grabbed Yang Jian at lightning speed.

The three-headed dragon seemed to have seen the same heart-broken scene of Yang Jian and Yao Ji, the woman who had been chasing him relentlessly more than five hundred years ago.

However, what the three-headed dragon did not expect was that Yang Jian was well prepared. He trembled his spear and easily shook off the dragon's claws. Then, using the force of the dragon's claws, he raised his spear and hit the three-headed dragon hard.

The three-headed dragon roared in pain, and when it saw that it could not hurt Yang Jian, it transformed into its true form and tried to escape again.

But it was obviously too late to escape at this time. The tip of Yang Jian's spear was dancing in the air, stabbing at the three-headed dragon from countless directions.

The three-headed dragon was in a panic and tried to resist, but due to a slight mistake, the tip of the spear left a bloody hole in its body. The three-headed dragon screamed in pain and finally even began to beg for mercy.

Faced with absolute suppression by force, the three-headed dragon had no choice but to beg Yang Jian to let him go.

But Yang Jian had no intention of sparing the three-headed dragon. The three-headed dragon had a strong bloody aura and it was obvious that it had slaughtered many lives in the past 500 years. Moreover, he was the culprit who killed her mother. It was neither reasonable nor emotional for Yang Jian to let the three-headed dragon go easily.

Every time Yang Jian's spear passed through the air, a blood hole appeared on the three-headed dragon's body, and its vitality continued to slip away. The three-headed dragon felt a great crisis and hurriedly said, "My lord, don't you feel that the spear in your hand is not so handy?"

Yang Jian paused slightly when he heard that. On the way to find the three-headed dragon, his master had told him that the three-headed dragon could be transformed into weapons, and those were the weapons that suited him best.

But Yang Jian naturally would not show his desire for the three-headed dragon. He snorted coldly and said, "So what if the spear is not handy? It's enough to kill you!"

The three-headed dragon seemed to have grasped a ray of hope, and hurriedly said, "Please spare my life, Immortal. I have a magical power that can transform me into a weapon. If you can spare my life today, Immortal, I will transform into a weapon and be at your disposal at all times."

Yang Jian showed great interest when he heard this: "Can you turn into a weapon? Then turn into one and let me see."

The three-headed dragon had a flattering look on his face, "I don't know what the Immortal likes, I will change according to what the Immortal likes."

But when he said this, the three-headed dragon was thinking in his heart that he had to endure the humiliation and stay by Yang Jian's side for the time being, and wait for Yang Jian to go into seclusion or make a breakthrough before launching a sneak attack.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then pointed his spear at the three-headed dragon.

The three-headed dragon immediately understood, and transformed itself, with a strong black light surging from its body, and it had turned into a three-pointed, two-edged sword. The three-pointed, two-edged sword was silver-white in color, with a trident-shaped blade at the front, blades on both sides, and mysterious Taoist patterns engraved all over it, with a fierce killing intent rushing towards him.

Yang Jian grabbed the air and a three-pointed, two-edged sword appeared in his hand. After playing with it for a few times, a look of surprise flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. This weapon really suited him very well.

But soon, Yang Jian seemed to have thought of something and threw away the three-pointed double-edged sword, "Change back now."

The three-headed dragon obeyed obediently and transformed into a Taoist form again, saying earnestly, "Sir, how does it feel? Is it suitable?"

Yang Jian nodded, "It is indeed handy."

The three-headed dragon's mask lit up with joy when he heard this. He should be able to survive now.

However, the next second, Yang Jian changed the subject and said, "But you can switch between your weapons and your true form at will. What if you suddenly transform into your true form and attack me after I let my guard down? What should I do then?"

"How could this be possible! I sincerely submit to the Immortal." The three-headed dragon said in panic after his inner thoughts were revealed.

"I don't believe your sincerity unless you wear this." As he spoke, a golden ring appeared in Yang Jian's hand.

When the three-headed dragon saw the golden ring, he had a feeling that something was wrong. His eyes narrowed, and he spit out a puff of black smoke at lightning speed, blocking Yang Jian's vision, then turned around and ran away.

But the next second, the three-headed dragon found that he was fixed in the void, and the golden ring flew straight towards him and buckled around his neck.

The three-headed dragon uncontrollably transformed into a three-pointed, double-edged sword and flew into Yang Jian's hands.

Yang Jian took the three-pointed double-edged sword, dispelled the black fog, bowed to the sky and said: "Thank you for your help, Master."

"You and I don't need to thank each other. Disciple, please step back. The real trouble is about to come!"

Yang Jian was shocked when he heard this. Is the Western religion coming?

Sure enough, the next second, the void was torn apart and two figures walked out of it. They were Maitreya and Pharmacist.

These two people have the highest cultivation among the Western Religion disciples, both of them are in the early stage of Quasi-Saint.

Maitreya glanced at the three-pointed, two-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand, then turned to Jade Ding Zhenren and said, "Daoyou Yu Ding, why did you attack my Western Sect guardian?"

"I am only taking my disciples to capture the culprit who murdered his mother. What does this have to do with your Western Religion?"

Maitreya frowned when he heard this, but the pharmacist beside him was already calculating with his fingers.

After a moment, the Medicine Master had figured out the cause and effect, and he sent a message to Maitreya to inform him of the matter.

Maitreya frowned upon hearing this and said, "Even so, these three-headed dragons have already joined my Western Religion. If they need to be punished, it is my Western Religion that will punish them. Don't you think it's excessive for you to interfere in other people's affairs?"

(End of this chapter)