Chapter 191: Power from Suffering(1/2)
He slowly transformed into his true form and stared at the monkey coldly, only to see Yang Jian frowning.
“Get out of the way—!”
The oppressive sound waves spread rapidly, deafeningly, like thunder.
The monsters in the entire dungeon were so shocked that they took a step back, and the shabby canvas hanging in front of the smelting ground, which was roasted black by the high temperature, trembled slightly.
All the monsters stared at Yang Jian in horror with wide eyes.
The huge dungeon was silent, and only the monkey's face was still laughing.
He slowly stood up with a walking cloud stick, fell forward under the gaze of the demons, and glared: "What if I don't let it go?"
Yang Jian reached out to block the jade tripod, and a strong wind blew up, and golden light gathered around him.
It falls on the shoulders and turns into shoulder armor. The golden dragon spits beads on the shoulder armor.
It fell on the chest and turned into a breastplate. The unicorn jumped up on the breastplate.
It fell to the top of the head, turned into a purple jade crown, and the crown was shining with crystal stones.
When it fell into its hands, it had turned into a three-pointed two-edged sword that shocked the three realms, and its spiritual power flowed on it.
In the Queting, the third eye slowly opened, and the fluorescent light was shocking.
Under the divine light, all demons trembled.
In just a moment, the red cloak rose up, and the appearance of the former scholar disappeared without a trace. Standing in front of you was the mighty god of war who was so arrogant in the three realms!
The corners of his mouth, which seemed to cover the thousands of years of ice, raised his eyelids slowly and stared at the monkey lightly.
"No, you can try it."
With just one sentence, the monkey could clearly see the dark military formation shrinking slightly.
Yang Jian in front of him was still graceful, but he was already overwhelming. His expression was so faint that it was not touching the mortal world.
The suffocating silence spread like a plague. The monsters in the entire dungeon dared not show their energy. They knew in their hearts that the one in front of them was Erlang Shen, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, an existence that turned against the sky and the heavenly court was immortal, and the unquestionable first martial god among the three realms.
Even Marshal Tianpeng, who held 600,000 naval troops in his hand, had to kneel in front of him.
After a long time, the monkey burst out laughing. Gradually, the laughter was stained with madness, constantly echoing in the huge underground space, shaking the fireworks.
He was so happy that he couldn't breathe, but no one dared to laugh with him. It only caused Yu Ding to feel contempt.
After a while, when the laughter gradually turned into a faint coughing, the monkey lowered his head and glared at Yang Jian: "It's easy for you to leave, where is your master?"
Behind him and around him, all the Gong Xuan tightened slightly, and the bright arrows pointed at the jade tripod neatly.
The timid Yu Ding was so scared that he hid behind Yang Jian.
"Do you think that a golden immortal in the realm of God Transformation is still a enlightened Taoist practice. Can he leave alive among these thousands of troops?"
The cloud stick in his hand was slapped heavily, and the hard stone floor quickly cracked with him as the center.
The huge spiritual power gathered, and the fluff on his body was slightly raised and exuded a dark golden glow. Lightning jumped back and forth around, making squeaking sounds.
Spots of sand and dust are floating in the cracks on the ground.
The expression on his face gradually became ferocious.
"Do you want to use my master as a hostage? Humph, you're a demon monkey. You should have taken your life in Ziyun Bibotan." Yang Jian gritted his teeth secretly, widened his eyes, glanced at the dungeon coldly, and said, "It's a lot of hard work. Do you think that if I, Yang Jian, take action, how many monsters can go out here alive?"
The demon soldier standing on the front line swallowed his saliva and shivered with his hands holding the weapon.
"It's better." The monkey grinned and roared, licked his canine teeth, raised the cloud stick with one hand and pointed it at Yang Jian, tilted his head and said excitedly: "You and I will fight one by one, don't hurt my demons, I won't hurt your master. If you win, you take him away. If I win, he will stay and you will go. How about it?"
Standing at a high place, his short mouth, wearing black armor, slowly stretched out his hands and patted them gently.
The military formation on the ground moved back in severity steps, freeing up space for the two of them.
"How is it? Do you agree or disagree?" The monkey grinned at Yang Jian.
"Long live the king! Long live the king! Long live the king!"
The sound of shouts burst out instantly and filled the entire dungeon.
All the monsters started to clamor, the soldiers beat their shields with weapons, the craftsmen waved their tools, and the coolies shouted at the top of their lungs.
Yang Jian smiled hummingly, looked at the monkey with contempt and said, "Fight with me alone? Seeking death!"
"I'll find out after trying!"
The monkey jumped and turned into a lightning bolt and flew towards Yang Jian, slamming Yang Jian's forehead with a stick.
Yang Jian took a step forward calmly, danced a three-pointed, two-edged sword with both hands, and threw it hard!
"Bang--!"
A hurricane swept across every corner of the dungeon in an instant, causing every monster to squint slightly.
Everything was shaking.
At this moment, the three-pointed two-edged swords and the cloud stick were intertwined, and sparks flew everywhere, reflecting everything like daylight.
The floor tiles under Yang Jian's feet shattered and he took a sudden step back, and that step fell deeply into the ground.
The monkey flew out like a meteor, holding the cloud stick in his hand, leaning back slightly, barely standing, stroking his feet, sand and stones splashed, countless floor tiles were lifted up, leaving two deep scratches on the ground.
The body eventually hit the unfinished warship keel, directly shattering the root of the keel.
The huge bracket tilted slightly, collapsed with a bang, and raised the dust in the sky. From a high point, it looked like a gushing gray spring.
The whole world is silent.
All the monsters widened their eyes and stared at the slowly spreading sand and dust.
After a long time, the monkey's figure slowly appeared in the sand and dust.
He stood.
The leather armor on his upper body was broken, but there were no scars on his body. He shook his palms while carrying the Xingyun stick. He slowly panted and smiled: "It's really amazing, it's really a bit numb."
There was excitement in that expression.
The monsters burst into shocking cheers. Yang Jian couldn't help but frown slightly and stared at the monkey in surprise.
The real man Yu Ding was so shocked that he couldn't stop talking.
Yang Jian’s strength is the best. The real person of Yu Ding knows the weight of the Yun Shu in the monkey’s hand. The Jade Ding also knows how heavy the Yun Shu can be in the monkey’s hand.
He used a weapon like Xingyun Stick to resist Yang Jian's attack in close combat but was safe and sound. This... what is his cultivation level?
Yu Ding rubbed his eyes suddenly, and then opened his eyes again, but saw that the monkey was already tying his ears and walking towards them as if nothing had happened.
Leather boots slashed on the gravel on the ground.
Behind him, countless monsters were boiling, thrilling, screaming at the top of their lungs.
"I miscalculated." The monkey walked forward step by step, lowered his head and picked his nails. He sighed: "When fighting here, I will lose money."
"Let's care about your own life first!" Yang Jian jumped up, and the three-pointed two-edged sword was already speeding towards the monkey's throat.
The monkey frowned, and a strong wind rose from around him, flew over and over, and the phantom of the cloud stick in his hand covered the sky and the sun!
The two weapons were intertwined again and repeatedly hit. The stimulated shock wave swept across every corner.
All the monsters, including the Jade Ding, were stunned.
In front of them, the two men were constantly hitting like two lightning bolts intertwined, and the sound reached the bottom of their hearts.
They jumped in every corner of the dungeon, but cleverly avoided all monsters. Under the impact of one blow, the entire dungeon trembled like an earthquake.
All the monsters held their breath and dared not make any sound.
The unfinished warship was completely destroyed, the high platform of the schoolyard collapsed during the battle, the stove of the smelting ground was turned up, and copper juice splashed all over the ground and burned everything they could touch!
In the flashing light and shadows, the sand and stones on the top slowly spilled down, making people unable to help but worry that the cave would collapse, but no one dared to act rashly.
Because they are everywhere!
Fifty rounds have passed in a blink of an eye.
Amid the hysterical roars between the two, a brilliant spark burst out from the middle of the dungeon cylinder, like a thunder flashing and roaring. All the monsters widened their eyes and watched the monkey's body falling heavily like falling stars, and the rush of sand and dust burst out from the middle of the lower layer of the cylinder.
The sand and stones fall like drizzle.
Yang Jian's figure hovered in the middle of the cylinder, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, his breastplate was slightly undulating, and he looked down coldly.
The light from the bottom carved his figure on the top, like a giant.
Yuding widened his eyes and held his breath with his short mouth, and all the monsters were waiting quietly.
The sandstorm disappeared, and a deep pit appeared in the middle of the training ground to penetrate the three underground layers. In the pile of gravel at the bottom, the monkey lay motionless in a large shape, covered in dust, and the cloud stick in his hand had broken into three pieces.
All the monsters were stunned. Yu Ding grinned and wanted to smile. Only Yang Jian was still expressionless.
Suddenly, they saw the monkey blinking slightly and laughed.
The faint laughter slowly spread.
The laughter made Yu Ding's eyes twitch suddenly, and he felt panic.
The monsters cheered again.
To be continued...