Journey to the West: I made the gods into thugs

This is the traffic password before my time travel.

But those Internet celebrities are basically small videos shot under the lens of beautifying skin, thinning waist and stretching legs. How can they look so exciting?

Blue hair fluttering, eyes like silk, long legs smooth as jade, a pair of snow-white headlights dangling so that people can't open their eyes, how can those beauties and head-changing monsters of later generations compare to the excitement of black silk Guanyin?

Avalokitesvara is getting better and better.

Although she didn't understand why Yuan Lang liked these weird and embarrassing costumes and dances, she became more and more excited the more she danced.

As long as the master is well served, the master can reward him with a little bit, and he can save himself from countless years of hard work, right?

At first, it was difficult for Guanyin to dance these outrageous dances, but later she became more and more comfortable.

The master likes to be coquettish, so I have to be coquettish and bitch, who in the world can serve the master like this every day...?

If an ordinary person asked for this, Guanyin would probably slap him to death.

But if an invincible existence like Yuan Lang existed, not only would she not feel ashamed, but she would also feel excited...

While watching the dance, Yuan Lang thought to himself, "The golden milestone not only unlocks the parade function, but also increases the detection range a lot. I wonder what new functions will be available in the next platinum milestone...?"

"what?"

"Wukong scanned an interesting plane?"

On the super big screen in front of Yuan Lang, there were pictures one after another.

There are task screens, and there are also parade screens of some group members.

Only the picture of Monkey King caught his attention.

It turned out to be...

Chapter 290 Parallel World, Land Fairy Ip Man

"Interesting, it turned out to be Ip Man's world, and it looks like it should be Ip Man's era, what a tragic world..."

The corner of Yuan Lang's mouth looked at the picture in front of him. As a time traveler, he recognized the world in front of him at a glance.

foshan.

Gunpowder smoke fills the air, and wailing is everywhere.

The entire Foshan of Ye Wenyi was captured by the Japanese army.

The family property of Ye Wen, the son of luck, was also occupied by the Japanese army, and even became the headquarters of the Japanese army.

In this regard, Ye Wen is determined to beg for the thief, but he is powerless.

Facing the gunfire of the great powers, what choice do ordinary people in the world have?

In addition to being killed wantonly, it is abuse.

Ye Wen clenched his fists and walked silently on the desolate street, feeling extremely angry in his heart.

But, helpless.

Even if his strength has reached the level of a great master, he can dodge bullets within ten steps, but if he can dodge one bullet, he can't dodge ten or eight bullets?

The home was destroyed, and Ye Wen, as a grand master, felt powerless to change all of this.

Even Ye Wen suspected that his behavior of practicing martial arts since childhood was wrong.

A gun is everything.

If you have a gun, you won't fight.

With guns, one against ten.

With a gun, you can control the enemy with one move.

If our family has guns, why should we be harassed by the enemy?

Just as Ye Wen was thinking wildly, a vast sound echoed in his ears.

"Ye Wen, come here."

Hearing the sound, Ye Wen was shocked to find that everything on the street had disappeared.

As if he came to a different space, light, time, streets, pedestrians, etc. all disappeared.

The space in front of him distorted like a mirror, with countless dreamy ripples surging.

In front of it stood a golden armored God of War.

No, it should be the Golden Armored Monkey God of War.

"Great Saint?"

"You are the great saint?"

Ye Wen looked at the majestic figure bathed in the golden light exuding the majesty of heaven, and could no longer contain the excitement in his heart, knelt down and said, "Please have mercy on me, please save my family..., Majesty …”

As a parallel world, Ip Man's world also has myths and legends.

The legend of Sun Dasheng is well known and loved by all ages.

"Hahaha."

Sun Wukong laughed loudly, scratched the back of his hand, and looked at Ye Wenwen, "My old grandson gives you two choices. First, you can have an invincible gun. Second, you can have an invincible body and become a land fairy. You choose one."

Just now, Sun Wukong had already heard Ye Wen's voice.

The gun is really inferior.

However, Sun Wukong thought it was quite fun when he thought of his appearance when he fought against Gatling Bodhisattva.

If Ye Wen wants to grab it, then give Ye Wen the spell Gatling, which can sweep everything away.

Anyway, it's just for fun, Sun Wukong didn't force him to choose what Ye Wen had to choose.

"gun?"

"A land fairy?"

Ye Wen rubbed his eyes, once again convinced that he was not dreaming, he fell into deep thought.

Invincible gun?

The so-called Wing Chun, Ip Man, if you have a gun, don't ask.

Having an invincible gun has too many benefits.

Don't you just dream of everyone holding guns to repel the enemy?

Terrestrial Immortals….

Could it be that the land gods are the kind of state recorded in ancient books, who can conquer the enemy's country, fly into the sky and hide from the ground, and open the gate of heaven with a single sword...?

Ye Wen was short of breath, and kowtowed to Sun Wukong in a flash, "Great Sage, I beg the Great Sage to give Ye Wen strength. Ip Man will use his hands to change everything and save everything...."

"it is good."

Sun Wukong nodded with a smile. As the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, Sun Wukong is now at the level of Chaos Demon God.

With a thought in his mind, all the cells in Ye Wen's body were changing.

A terrifying force appeared in Ye Wen's body.

In an instant, Ye Wen had already broken through the realm of a great master, from acquired to innate.

Qi refining, foundation building, alchemy formation, nascent soul....

It wasn't until the Mahayana period that Ye Wen's cultivation stopped.

The terrestrial immortals, also known as the Mahayana period, burst out at full strength comparable to the lowest-level immortals.

"This......"

Ye Wen felt it.

He was so confused that he seemed to be omnipotent.

The power in his body was like a crouching dragon waking up. He felt that even a mountain could be smashed to pieces at will, and even a river could be smashed to pieces with one punch.

Even the enemy's artillery and bullets are a joke in front of him, and they are not worthy of tickling him.

"Thank you Great Sage, thank you Great Sage..."

Ye Wen got a great opportunity and luck, and kowtowed in the direction of Monkey King to thank him.

"Go, do everything according to your heart, and do what you want." With a thought in Monkey King's mind, Ye Wen had disappeared into the strange void.

Simply, Sun Wukong looked like he was watching a show, waiting for the output of the original fragments of the world.

Sun Wukong is a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and he is more measured in doing things. It is definitely enough for Ye Wen to have this level of cultivation.

Ip Man will be reformed again, for fear that he will swell....

When Monkey King sent Ye Wen to appear on the deserted street, Ye Wen looked around blankly, feeling like a dream in Nanke.

"wrong!"

"This is not a dream!"

Just as Ye Wen wanted to smile wryly, he found that he still had that terrifying power in his body that could destroy mountains and rivers.

All of this is so real.

"I feel like I can do anything right now..."

"Enemy bandits, you are waiting to invade my country and destroy my homeland, you wait, you wait!!!"

Ye Wen clenched his fist, and his confidence soared thousands of times in an instant.

Now I already have the ability of this person to do the enemy's work.

However, the most urgent thing is to take good care of his wife and children first. I came out today to find a job, and Yongcheng mother and son are still waiting for me to go back.

Before the enemy bandits occupied Foshan and drove out his family, Yongcheng was also infected with a bad cold, which made Ye Wen's murderous intent soar.

swoosh~

Taking one step forward, Ye Wen's thunder and sparks all the way, turned into afterimages and disappeared on the street.

"What the hell? What just passed?"

"I don't know, it seems that something flew over..."

"Nimma, what's going on in broad daylight...?"

"..."

"..."

Wherever Ye Wen went, there was a gust of wind, which made everyone stunned and shouted hell.

Ordinary mortals, how could they see Ye Wen's movements and figure clearly?

The refugee area, before an abandoned house.

brush!

Ye Wen appeared at the door like a ghost, and slowly entered the room with a smile on his face.

Inside the abandoned house, it was dark and damp, with an old and musty smell. Zhang Yongcheng's mother and son were lying on the kang. It seemed that both mother and son were in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Ye Wen's heart was broken like a knife.

"Yongcheng, son, you have suffered."

Ye Wen came to the bedside and muttered to himself, Zhang Yongcheng also opened his eyes, seeing Ye Wen was slightly taken aback.

Chapter 291 The Shocked Enemy

Zhang Yongcheng is a graceful and virtuous woman, a look of surprise flashed across her pale face, "Why did you come back so soon, did you not raise food..."

She always felt that Ye Wen had become different.

Getting along day and night, Zhang Yongcheng knows Ye Wen too well.

At this moment, Ye Wen seems to be much younger, and his breath has swept away the previous decline, and has become full of vigor.

"Yongcheng, don't worry." Ye Wen was sitting on the edge of the kang, holding Yongcheng's little hand, "From today onwards, we will be the masters of our own house. I, Ye Wen, will drive all the enemies out of the land of Shenzhou, and give me back." The sky is bright!"