The cold front of the three-pointed two-edged sword swept towards Sun Wukong's neck. Yang Jian can be said to be quite experienced in dealing with the monkey.

In the Battle of the Gods, he fought several battles with Yuan Hong, the Tongbing Ape who also practiced the eight or nine mysterious skills, and finally cut off the other party's head and finally won.

clang!

But now, with a crisp sound, Erlang Shen's silver magic power collided with Sun Wukong's golden magic power, and he was unable to compete.

Sun Wukong stretched out two golden hairy fingers, clamped the sharp blade of the three-pointed two-edged knife, which was flashing with cold light, and smiled at Yang Jian.

"I said Sanyanzi, don't be so impulsive! Anyway, your relationship with Jade Emperor is not good, so why bother so much for him?!"

Three-eyed boy?!

Yang Jian, wearing silver armor, had two light brown eyebrows, and his hair and beards surged behind him, and anger rose from his heart.

This is the first time that someone dares to call him a frivolous adjective like "Three Eyes"!

"Go!"

Yang Jian shouted angrily, and the third heavenly eye on his forehead opened, and a dazzling silver light shot out.

Dong!

This extremely close-range attack hit Sun Wukong's chest and exploded a large spark.

Under the spark, Sun Wukong's red modern T-shirt was broken, and his golden fluff was burned, but he was not really injured.

With a change of power, he repaired the broken hair, and then changed into a standard suit of grandson's golden armor, lotus silk steps and cloud shoes, and phoenix wings and purple gold crown, which was majestic.

"How is this possible!"

Seeing this, Xiaotian Dog, the Six Saints of Meishan, and the Tota Li Tianwang who were watching the battle, the Eight Immortals and the Twenty-Eight Constellations all exclaimed.

Yang Jian's sky eye is famous in the Three Realms. Under the Daluo Golden Immortal, there is no spiritual treasure to protect it, so he can be said to be a child who shoots one by one.

But the monkey only injured his hair when he received the blow. Has he already made a great contribution to Da Luo?

He was obviously just a golden immortal a few months ago! Even if he took Laojun's elixir, he would not be able to turn into the level of magic power so quickly!

"Three-eyed boy,"

The Great Sage gently patted his chest, and the metal armor jingled.

Infinite ferocious light flashed in his eyes, and the demonic and beastly nature that had been dominating for thousands of years was emitted. For a moment, dark clouds were covered with clouds on the entire Huaguo Mountain, and thunder and lightning were lit.

"I think you and the Jade Emperor are not the same person. I'll forget it now. But if I continue to fight, I, Lao Sun, will be serious."

Looking at Sun Wukong, who was more than 500 years younger than him in front of him, with extraordinary combat power but only in the realm of Xuanxian, Yang Jian took a deep breath.

"Da Luo?"

At such a close distance, the other party did not hide his magical power realm, which made Yang Jian see the reality of Sun Wukong at a glance.

"Da Luo!"

Sun Wukong shook his head and put his phoenix wings on his head, nodding proudly.

Before, he, the Golden Immortal, was able to fight several times with Erlang Shen, who was a mysterious immortal. Many of them did not use their magic power to suppress others, but instead compared the art of fighting martial arts.

So, he was still a little grateful to Yang Jian.

However, when he saw Sun Wukong nodding, Yang Jian took a deep breath.

He took a few steps back, but did not leave directly. Instead, he spread the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand. His eyes widened on his forehead, and his silver light shone around him, and his fighting spirit was everywhere, and his extreme sublimation was sublimated.

"Please give me advice!"

He originally thought that Sun Wukong was just a demon monkey who was ignorant of the world, but he didn't expect that he was the Daluo Golden Immortal? In this way, he called himself the Great Sage of the Monkey King, and he was not too arrogant.

"I said Sanyanzi, why are you so stupid no matter where you are?"

Seeing Yang Jian's choice, Sun Wukong shook his head without any surprise.

Because in the later dungeons, the other party did the same.

His right fist slowly spread out, and then he clenched hard, and the sonic boom exploded.

"I only punched! Be careful!"

"Please give me advice!"

The silver light on Erlang Shen's body churned again, becoming even brighter than before, and obviously he used some short-term amplification secret method.

Sun Wukong's right fist turned into gold, with endless dazzling golden light as the sun filled with it, and then it blasted heavily in the direction of Yang Jian.

"Fighting defeats fist!"

This is in the world of the sky, inherited from the battle fist of the Fighting Saint Emperor. The power of one punch can make the Daluo Golden Immortal fight against the quasi-saint!

In the copy, Sun Wukong left a deep mark on the face of Tathagata Buddha with this fist.

Lingshan, the moment when Sun Wukong shouted out the name of the move, the Buddha Tathagata was shocked.

How did Sun Wukong know how to defeat the battle? He knew that this was the case, including him, there were only four people in the entire Lingshan Mountain.

He subconsciously calculated his fingers, but found that the secrets were obscure and had no clue at all.

Just like the Battle of the Gods a thousand years ago.

But Journey to the West is all under the control of several saints. How can it be compared with the chaotic Conquest of the Gods?

Unless, other saints intervene!

It follows nature, but I am the master of nature; or the third uncle who was the first iron in the prehistoric world, who was stabbed by his brothers, or the real creator of Sun Wukong, the only female saint in the Imperial Palace?

These three are not easy to mess with!

...

Not to mention how surprised the Buddha Tathagata and several great figures who knew Journey to the West were, they only said that as soon as this battle defeated fist was released, Yang Jian immediately felt a great pressure.

Yang Jian has encountered Daluo Golden Immortal.

As the most outstanding third-generation disciple of the Academic Sect, he was able to frequently ask for advice from several elders of the Daluo Golden Immortal level.

But that was a few hundred years ago.

Since the Twelve Golden Immortals were taken to the top of the three flowers by Sanxiao, some of which have been enrolled in Buddhism, and he has entered the heavenly court, and there has been little contact with each other.

Now, facing the pressure of the Daluo Golden Immortal level again, Yang Jian did not retreat but instead advanced!

"I thought I was just catching a demon monkey who was in trouble, but I didn't expect to meet a real Daluo Golden Immortal!"

"How come a few hundred years old Daluo Jinxian was not invited by the Peach Banquet, and he was actually a Bimawen before? Could it be that the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were blinded together?"

"Break it for me!!!"

The sky eyes on Yang Jian's forehead shot out silver light, and the magic power in his body was blessed on the three-pointed two-edged sword.

Amid his angry shout, three dragon magic figures with teeth and claws appeared on the three-pointed and two-edged sword. Behind these three dragons, a silver light shining like three thousand stars, rushed towards the golden light like a moth to the fire.

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao

The three dragons looked up to the sky and let out an unyielding roar, and even a large number of black space cracks appeared around them, which was shocking.

However, this is useless.

Under the golden light, the silver light blends rapidly like ice and snow.

The three dragons protected by Yinhui were instantly penetrated and torn apart by the golden light like the storm.

Then, the light continued to cast its head, hitting Yang Jian who was prepared, instantly threw his body for hundreds of miles, and disappeared into the distant sky like a meteor.

"Owner!"

"Holy Lord!"

Xiaotian Dog and Meishan Six Saints shouted and chased after him.

Sun Wukong shook the big red cloak behind him, pointed his right hand at the sky, and said with a laugh.

"Yu Emperor! You can use any tricks! My grandson is waiting here!"
Chapter completed!