Walking on the jade bridge connecting the palaces in the heaven, Sun Wukong suddenly stopped.
There was a smooth road ahead, without any gods or gods to stop him, but Sun Wukong still stopped and looked sideways.
"You still haven't given up?"
Beside Sun Wukong, an extremely handsome man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes walked out, his boots making a crisp sound as he stepped on the jade bridge.
"The road is ahead, who can give up easily?" Looking at the person coming, he asked: "Have you given up, Yang Jian?"
"The Avenue!"
Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun Yang Jian stared at Sun Wukong for a long time, and suddenly he smiled and said: "It is true that the great road is difficult to prove, but we can never give up!"
As the God of War in the Three Realms and the leader of the three generations of disciples of the Chan Cult, Yang Jian is not only extremely powerful and unparalleled in the Three Realms, he also knows countless secrets.
Ordinary people only know that Sun Wukong is not afraid of heaven or earth. He is known as the Monkey King. Even when he traveled to the west and became a Buddha, he still defeated Buddhas in battles. He is called the best fighter in the three realms!
But Yang Jian knew that before Sun Wukong was born, he had already fallen into the plans of many powerful Buddhists, Taoists and demons. Whether he was causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace or seeking Buddhist scriptures from the West, he seemed famous, but he was actually a puppet in the hands of others.
However, the reason why Sun Wukong can become the object of respect for countless creatures in the three worlds naturally has its admirable features.
In Yang Jian's view, he was born as a puppet but resisted throughout his life. This is the admirable thing about Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong's majestic momentum at this time is exactly the embodiment of his disobedience to fate!
Among all the heavens and worlds, who doesn’t know that the Great Sage Qitian eventually became the Buddhist protector Buddha? This is a fact that has been destined in the earthly immortal world and even the infinite westward journey world. There is no doubt, no doubt!
But Sun Wukong did not give up. Whenever the road to the west appeared, he would cut off the past, rebuild the road with his pure nature, and find everything again. He would fight back against fate with such determination, hoping to build a road to heaven from the impossible.
Even if he fails countless times, his true intention remains unchanged!
Now he has cultivated his supernatural powers from the Sanxing Cave of Xianyue and retrieved his past life in the underworld. Now he is about to go to the Taishang Bagua Furnace to retrieve the invincible golden body, and then fight against Sakyamuni to break his fate!
It is precisely because he understands that Sun Wukong is unwilling to accept his fate that even though Yang Jian is one of the few in heaven who is not afraid of Sun Wukong's power, he never stops Sun Wukong, and sometimes he even stops some troubles for Sun Wukong.
"Good luck to you!"
After a moment of silence, Yang Jian stepped aside and allowed Sun Wukong to continue moving forward!
"Yang Jian, immeasurable calamity is approaching, don't you have any idea of competing?"
Sun Wukong asked casually as he stepped forward, but without waiting for Yang Jian to answer, his figure disappeared into the depths of the heaven shrouded in fairy mist!
"Zhenjun, but you have an idea in your mind?"
After Sun Wukong disappeared, a barefoot man with bare chest and cattail fan appeared next to Yang Jian. This man looked honest and honest, but his shifting eyes revealed his inner uneasiness.
"Barefoot Immortal, I think you want to take it a step further?"
Before Yang Jian could reply, the third prince Nezha, who had a childish face but sharp eyes, walked out. He looked at Yang Jian and said with a smile: "Second brother, are you here to see this monkey's show again?"
Indeed, in the eyes of many powerful people in the Three Realms, although Sun Wukong caused a shocking scene, it was just a good show. Although he would not be participating in the performance, watching the fire from the other side was extremely pleasant.
"The great calamity is approaching, and the great powers of the heavens are waiting for the opportunity to transcend. Who can predict what will happen in the future?"
Yang Jian looked indifferent, but he didn't know whether he was answering the Barefoot Immortal or telling Nezha.
"Second brother, what do you think happened this time of immeasurable calamity?"
Nezha looked confused. Although he was also very powerful and had an extraordinary background, he was still somewhat different from Yang Jian, and he didn't know as many secrets as Yang Jian did.
But at this time, not only Nezha was curious, but even the Barefoot Immortal also set his sights on Yang Jian. Although he was a powerful person in heaven, the Barefoot Immortal still wanted to hear what Yang Jian, an outstanding disciple of the teaching, had to say.
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After Yang Jian was silent for a moment, he said quietly: "The heavens merge and the primitive world returns. This is a disaster before the prosperous age, but it is also an opportunity for transcendence!"
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"Your Majesty, my grandson is here again!"
In front of Tushita Palace, Sun Wukong stopped and stood. Although his words were arrogant, there was a cautious look in his eyes.
Taishang Laojun enjoys refining elixirs in heaven, keeping a low profile and doing nothing, but who in the three realms doesn't know that he is the manifestation of the Tao body of Saint Taiqing in heaven?
The door of Tushita Palace opened, and two boys came out with solemn faces, and invited Sun Wukong: "Please, great sage!"
"Haha! Let's go!"
Sun Wukong laughed and stepped forward, led by the two boys into Taishang Laojun's alchemy room.
"Laojun is not here again?"
Sun Wukong looked around and found that there was no Taishang figure in the alchemy room, but he was not disappointed. He walked straight to the Bagua alchemy furnace, looked back at the two boys and said, "I have to trouble you to control the heat!"
After saying that, without waiting for the boy to speak, Sun Wukong jumped up and turned into a golden light and fell into the Bagua furnace.
boom!
The fire suddenly surged in the Bagua furnace, and the smoke filled the air, emitting a world-destroying power that burned the world!
Seeing this, the two boys also came forward with cattail fans. When the fans were opened and closed, the fire in the Bagua furnace became more intense, as if they would not stop until Sun Wukong was refined!
In this way, Sun Wukong's aura disappeared in the heaven, but the battle outside the Nantian Gate continued.
"kill!"
Yan Ling's face was filled with ferociousness, and the calamity-breaking spear in his hand was swinging like a dragon, killing countless heavenly soldiers and generals.
boom!
A divine general, blessed by tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers, thrust out a spear with the power to destroy the void.
Yan Ling was not afraid. The calamity-breaking spear he had polished for many years was like a divine dragon swaying its tail. The movement of the spear was like rotating stars. The big star rotated and the millstone suppressed it. No matter the divine power of the heavenly general or the power of the void, it would be transformed to the utmost under this spear.
The pure original energy is continuously polishing Yan Ling's physical body, magic power, soul and even the big gun in his hand!
"kill!"
The brutal fight between the demon army and the heavenly soldiers and generals became intense in an instant. Countless demons were turned into ashes every moment, while more heavenly soldiers and generals were taken away.
Whether it is a small demon, a big demon, a demon king, or a heavenly soldier, a heavenly general, or a divine general, both sides are fighting bloody battles. Only the demonic and fairy aura are left in their eyes. As long as the aura is different, everything is an enemy.
In this chaos, Yan Ling's spear swept across. He had to fight with the heavenly soldiers and horses, and at the same time, he had to guard against accidental injuries from the red-eyed demon king behind him. The situation was really thrilling.
However, although it was thrilling, Yan Ling also discovered that in this situation, he had a deeper understanding of the operation of the six-path millstone, and the boundless evil spirit permeating the battlefield was constantly training his will and even his blood.
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"Cool!"
In just such a short time, Yan Ling felt that he had gained more than he had practiced in seclusion on Huaguo Mountain for several years.
During the killing, Yan Ling shot out his spear like a dragon, and at the same time, with a flick of his hand, he took out a bright red demon sword. It was the Shura Demon Sword that he had snatched from Wang Hong!
Since refining this Shura Demonic Sword, Yan Ling has never used it properly. Now that he is trapped in this Shura Demonic Sword, it is the time when this Shura Demonic Sword shows its edge!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Amidst the angry shouts, the sea of blood erupted, like the Milky Way pouring down, and boundless evil spirits descended!