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Chapter 1047 Erlang God Yang Jian

There is a golden color in the sky. I don’t know how many people there are. Even with Ye Jingyu’s eyes, they can’t see the edge at first. It looks like that, at least tens of millions of people.

Xuanyuan Jing was wearing a Tianluo suit, holding the Xuanyuan sword, and holding a Tai Chi diagram. He looked majestic and had a pair of bright eyes, piercing Ye Jingyu straight, and there was a sense of fighting...

Seeing Xuanyuan Jing's fighting gaze, Ye Jingyu's eyes also lit up, but his eyes were not fighting temptation, but murderous intent, and strong murderous intent. Xiyang was almost killed by Xuanyuan Jing, and Jiufeng's Xuanyuan Water Control Banner was also taken away. These are deep hatred. Ye Jingyu will not forget that he is not the kind of person who will let you go with mercy. If you hurt, it is hurt. His woman will definitely not allow anyone to hurt.

Xiyang's eyes were also full of anger. It can be said that the battle with Xuanyuan Jing that day was the most disadvantaged she had ever suffered. Seeing her enemy right in front of her at this moment, there was no reason to be jealous. If I hadn't known that she was still a bride now, I would have rushed up directly.

Yunjing City is the capital of the Nanyun Empire. Feeling the pressure in the sky, the soldiers around him gathered quickly. Soon, an army of millions was formed behind Ye Jingyu and others. Luo Ruofeng shook his hand and the map of mountains, rivers and country appeared in his hands. One figure after another came out of the map of mountains, rivers and country. No matter what, he could never lose to the other party in terms of quantity.

Xuanyuan Jing did not intend to start a war immediately. On the contrary, two men walked out behind him, one of whom was handsome, wearing a light golden armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, and a vertical eye on his forehead, looking majestic.

Another man was wearing a red satin short shirt, white face, red lips, hot wheels, and a fire-tip gun in his hand, looking extremely handsome.

The two walked out of the formation and saluted directly to the Tongtian Sect Master sitting in the square: "Disciple pays homage to Master Uncle..."

Seeing the outfits of the two and hearing the names of Tongtian, Ye Jingyu and Liang Xiaoke's hearts twitched violently. Could it be that they are the mythical and legendary true Lord Erlang Xiansheng Yang Jian and the master of the Three Tan Haihui Nezha?

This... why did these two come too?

"Erlang Shen, who guys? Aren't you two guys sent to build the bridge on the other side? Why are you still alive?" Before the leader of Tongtian's sect had already started to scream loudly. When he heard the monkey's words, Ye Jingyu and Liang Xiaoke finally understood that these two guys were really the legendary two...

"Great Sage, aren't you alive too?" Faced with Sun Wukong's scorching scumbag, Erlang Shen Yang Jian said lightly.

"Hmph..." Sun Wukong was holding a golden cudgel and was about to go forward and kill him, but was grabbed by Tongtian.

"How did you get out?" Tongtian looked at Erlang Shen and Nezha with his eyes and asked. This was also a question for Ye Jingyu and others. Tongtian Jianmu has not grown up yet. They are not too supreme and primitive, but they have no way to go down to the realm.

"Did Uncle Master forget the Nine Dragons Ladder of the Heaven?" Yang Jian bowed to Tongtian again and said, "He is the disciple of Yuding Zhenren and the disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, so he naturally has to be called Uncle Master Tongtian.

Jiulong Tongtian Ladder? When he heard this name, Tongtian frowned. That thing was the most basic material used by Teacher Hongjun to build the bridge on the other side. How could it still exist? Could it be that those two guys secretly embezzled?

However, when I thought of the unique characteristics of the Kowloon Tongtian Ladder, Tongtian smiled slightly again...

"The Nine Dragon Ladder can only be used once every hundred years. Only nine people can be teleported at one time. Which nine people are you here..."

"I'm sorry, Uncle Master, we can't answer this question! However, with Uncle Master's supernatural powers, I think it should be able to calculate..." Erlang Shen said with neither humility nor arrogant.

When he heard this sentence, the eyes of reincarnation at Ye Jingyu's eyebrows twitched, and a feeling of uneasiness appeared in his heart. But if he wanted to see it clearly, it seemed to be covered by something. He couldn't see it clearly no matter how hard he saw it, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Aren't Yuanshi afraid that I will kill you personally?" Tongtian snorted coldly...

"Uncle Master will naturally not lower his identity and make things difficult for us!" Faced with Tongtian's humming, Erlang Shen Yang Jian still answered calmly.

Hearing Erlang Shen's words, Tongtian turned his face. Although he never cares about the details of his work and does whatever he wants, he really couldn't help but let him teach a lesson to a few younger generations. Besides, he also understood that although Erlang Shen was his disciple, he was extremely talented and had already surpassed his own master and chased the realm of a saint. He really attacked him. Although the final victory must be his own, it was definitely not the kind of victory that could easily win.

However, Tongtian couldn't help but acted, and the monkey beside him had already jumped out. Yang Jian was known as the number one war god in heaven back then. He was even more embarrassed with him when he was making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. There was an irreconcilable conflict between the two. Now that they are both on the opposite side, they naturally have to fight...

"Erlang Shen, you are so crazy that you can't help but attack you. Lao Sun doesn't mind taking him to teach you a good lesson!"

"Since the Great Sage has such a good mood, how dare Yang Jian not follow me!" Seeing Sun Wukong jump out, Erlang Shen also raised his eyes and said lightly.

"Hmph..." Sun Wukong snorted coldly, stepped on the colorful clouds and soared into the air. Yang Jian was not behind at all and directly greeted Sun Wukong.

No one expected that the first battle between the Yun Empire and the Nanyun Empire that day was kicked off by two mortal enemies of the ancient times.

The monkey held a golden cudgel and pulled out millions of stick shadows. The figure rushed to Erlang Shen and smashed at Erlang Shen with a crackling sound. Erlang Shen held a three-pointed two-edged sword with no fear on his face. He also pulled out a series of sword flowers and took down all of Sun Wukong's stick shadows.

Both of them compressed their own strength to the smallest range, but the aftermath of the fight still shocked the noses of those poor cultivation below. The space was also rumbling by the two of them, and from time to time, the space was broken. The two of them became more and more fierce and the battle was faster and faster. In a vague way, two rays of light could only be seen interlacing, and the waves of swords and sticks intersecting also made everyone feel excited, and almost everyone wanted to go forward to fight.

One is the first war god in the ancient heaven, and the other is the fighting holy Buddha. The fighting spirit is really earth-shaking. Xing Tian and Nipu, who were standing behind Ye Jingyu, had a flash of light in their eyes, and they were reluctant to go forward to fight, but they understood that with their current cultivation level, it was still difficult to join the battle at this level.

It's okay to refute, after all, they are acquired things, but Xing Tian was puzzled in his heart that he was the real number one war god in the Three Realms back then, but so many years have passed, and he has not fully recovered his cultivation level, and these two up-and-coming stars have long surpassed his cultivation level.

It's really awesome...

"Child Nezha, I have heard that you have great magical powers. Do you dare to fight with you, Uncle Liang!" As if influenced by the fighting spirit of monkey and Erlang Shen, Liang Xiaoke pulled off the groom's clothes on his body, stepped out of the cloud, and roared directly at Nezha who was stepping on the hot wheel.

Especially when I finished the last sentence, I was even proud of being able to be the master of Nezha, the master of the three-tan sea meeting master in the mythology and legendary Three-Platform Sea Meeting. That feeling was really cool...

Seeing Liang Xiaoke with the cold wind whizzing around, Nezha snorted coldly, and the hot wheels turned and rushed out.

He has always been proud. He never took the disciples who sat down in the sky seriously. Now he would not take a zombie seriously...

"Brother, be careful..." Seeing that Liang Xiaoke was the first challenge to the master of the Three Orbs Sea Club, Ye Jingyu reminded him...

"Don't worry, with this kid's ability, how could he be my opponent!" Liang Xiaoke laughed, and a pair of flesh wings grew from behind, and he had already flew up.

Although he did not take that last step, he had the Zhuxian Sword Formation on his body and the Haotian Pearl provided endless energy. His combat power was so strong that he could definitely challenge those sacred steps that last step.

Generally speaking, the step to get rid of the way of heaven does not mean that the strength is improved, but that it is just that it is just that it is free from the constraints of the way of heaven.

The way of heaven is like a university. Those who have not taken that step must be subject to school rules. Of course, the school rules must be very strict. Those who have taken that step have officially graduated and are no longer subject to school rules. But can you say that graduates must be stronger than students?

Seeing her husband taking the initiative to face the enemy, Gongsun Lu also threw away her big red wedding dress and wanted to fight with Liang Xiaoke. She has been doing it for so many years, but she heard Liang Xiaoke's voice coming.

"Don't come here, I can handle it myself!" He clearly understood that Nezha was not an ordinary sacred person. He had the Zhuxian Sword Formation on his body, so naturally he didn't have such a first-class innate magic weapon on Gongsun Lu. What if there was any damage?

Hearing Liang Xiaoke's caring tone, Gongsun Lu's face showed a smile, but her body stopped. She liked this feeling of being cared for.

"Tell them a lesson!" Seeing Liang Xiaoke and Sun Wukong both greeted him, Ye Jingyu of Tongtian said, and his body disappeared, leaving him to waste time with a group of juniors here, he was really not interested.
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