The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

Yellow Eyebrow King?

Isn’t the monkey behind Sun Wukong?

Jiang Shuo gathered a faint golden light in his eyes and looked intently.

In front of us was a demon and a monkey, holding a mace and a golden stick respectively, fighting with each other. The sound of weapons clashing was endless and shook the four directions.

This style of fighting was different from what he was familiar with, as both men relied heavily on their weapons, and were very efficient at doing so.

Regardless of whether it is the universe or the divine world, when it comes to weapons, people do not focus too much on skills but rather on methods.

Techniques and methods are different.

In a word, the fighting of skills is very entertaining, with sparks and lightning in every move; the law is to destroy the heaven and the earth, and the weak are not qualified to watch it, and can only pay attention to it in the next life.

It's not that the skill is weak. On the contrary, it is more targeted, can be released and retracted freely, the power is well controlled, and only a little leaks out.

Jiang Shuo stopped to watch. A monkey and a demon were fighting each other. The air was filled with the sound of metal colliding as they swung sticks and clubs.

If we look at the destructive power released by the two, their realm is not even the first of the Three Difficulties, which is the realm of Dou Zun; but if we look at the power contained in their weapons, each strike is enough to smash a mountain thousands of feet high, which is equivalent to the level of Dou Sheng.

I wonder if Journey to the West will change if I suddenly intervene in this battle... Jiang Shuo, who possesses the power of a seven-star Doudi, had this thought in his mind and suddenly appeared in front of the two people's battle range.

Anyway, this clone is just a wisp of consciousness of the incarnation of the true meaning, and it came here by accident. Even if it dissipates, he will not feel any burden at all.

The space fluctuated, and a claw filled with spiritual power appeared above the head of the old yellow-browed monster, and slapped it down with the force of a crown.

The old yellow-browed demon, who was in the gap of the battle, felt a chill on his back, his heart pounding, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged in his heart.

Suddenly, the mace in his hand, which was transformed from the hammer used by Maitreya Buddha to strike the chimes, suddenly broke away from his hand as if it had a spirit, and turned back into a thick pillar, crossing his head.

The Yellow-browed Old Demon has three magic weapons. The golden cymbal and the human bag are both useful and huge, but the mace has the strongest Buddhist nature, and is imbued with the spirituality of one of the three great Buddhas of Buddhism, the Eastern Buddha, and the future Buddha Maitreya.

With a slap from Jiang Shuo, even a planet would be easily shattered. At this moment, the hammer landed with a loud clanging sound, but it blocked 70% of the power for the Yellow-browed Old Demon. He fell into the air, and his fat and wide body slammed into the ground, creating a huge pit that spread for hundreds of meters.

The Buddha hammer was spinning in the air and was caught by Jiang Shuo, making a buzzing sound.

The old demon with yellow eyebrows and the monkey holding the golden stick were both stunned. The latter took a breath and looked at the man in purple and gold robe who suddenly came to his aid.

The old yellow-browed demon kept vomiting blood, and his eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the wound on his belly that was constantly cracking.

After being stunned for a while, the monkey's face turned into joy. He had already called for help everywhere, but all the helpers were in vain. All of them were in the bag of the human being. There was no way out, no way to get any more. This time, he had to go up again with the stick and take the risk of being captured.

There is no greater sorrow than having no magic weapon.

Now, where did this immortal appear from and kill this old yellow-browed monster with one palm? ?

The monkey immediately clasped his hands and thanked him: "May I ask which great god or Buddha is this? I, Sun Wukong, would like to express my gratitude."

"Can you please tell me your name so I can remember it."

Jiang Shuo came back to his senses and looked up, feeling a little emotional when he heard the familiar name and address.

Even though this primitive world was different from the previous one, he had at least seen some familiar figures from the past.

The monkey in front of him was tall and thin, holding a golden stick and looking quite majestic. Jiang Shuo punched back: "Grand God of the Beginning, Jiang Shuo."

"Is the person opposite me the Monkey King Sun Wukong?"

"It is me, Old Sun. Thank you so much for your help!" The monkey first admitted his identity and at the same time felt a little proud in his heart, as he was calling Old Sun by his greatest name.

Then he scratched his head and thought, muttering to himself: "The God of the Beginning? What a magnificent and domineering name, but why have I never heard of this title of God?"

At the beginning, he made friends everywhere in heaven and basically knew everyone. On the journey to obtain the scriptures, he was familiar with the tests and went to various reinforcements, but he could not remember the name "Taichu" at all.

Could it be some ancient god?

The monkey actually knew that there were many gods from ancient times who rarely appeared and he had no chance to make friends with them, including Gonggong, Zhurong, Zhu Jiuyin and other powerful ancient gods who destroyed the world, or they were simply the incarnations of heaven and earth. They lived in seclusion somewhere and disdained to join the current heaven.

The monkey became more polite and thanked again.

Jiang Shuo smiled slightly and did nothing more.

Upon seeing this, the former hurriedly raised his stick and rushed down to grab the seed bag to save the people.

His two fellow apprentices and the various gods he had invited were still among them.

Unexpectedly, the old yellow-browed monster on the ground took a breath while the two men were talking, and he reached into his waist and swung out a golden light.

The golden light dispersed and grew larger, and then it was about to close with a loud bang.

Seeing the same trick again, the monkey's heart tightened. He shouted "beast" and dived faster.

However, the golden cymbal is a Buddhist treasure that can be large or small, and its speed is also extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it covers the positions of the two people in front.

The old yellow-browed demon's mouth was bleeding as he let out a sinister laugh. The sound of his laugh pulled at his wounds, causing him to shriek in pain.

The next moment, Jiang Shuo took a step forward, moved instantly, grabbed the monkey that had no time to dodge, and suddenly appeared in front of the yellow-browed old monster.

The latter's pupils shrank suddenly.

what? !

This, this...speed...

The monkey was also shocked, he was fast on the road, but his fighting speed was not that great. This speed was even better than the teleportation spell.

Jiang Shuo was about to slap the fat lump of meat on the ground to death when suddenly a rosy glow came from the sky.

A neutral voice, neither male nor female, full of compassion was heard.

"Spare his life!!"

A solemn and graceful figure appeared, wearing a crown on his head and a tight-fitting silk skirt around his waist.

Sun Wukong's heart sank. Every time he heard this sound, he knew that he could not kill the monster.

Guanyin is here.

……

The words came along with a ray of light and rushed towards Jiang Shuo.

The glow of the sunset seems gentle, but it is actually extremely fierce. A ray of it can smash a mountain, and a ball of it can sink a piece of land.

Sun Wukong sighed, turned around to block the rays of light, and at the same time said in a voice transmission: "Thank you for your help, God, but the journey to obtain the scriptures is doomed, so let's spare this old monster for now."

However, Jiang Shuo seemed not to hear it, and the palm wind still fell, and suddenly increased in speed.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the head of the yellow-browed old demon exploded like a watermelon, and the evil green juice scattered everywhere, and his fat body fell to the ground with a rumble.

……

Sun Wukong, who was about to raise his stick to take the attack on the sunset glow, and Guanyin, who had been entrusted to look after the incident, were both stunned.

Except for that loud bang, the world suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Guanyin moved her feet stiffly and finally arrived in front of the two.

The face of the compassionate one showed shock and disbelief, his rosy lips slightly opened, showing human emotions.

She turned her neck away, not looking at Sun Wukong, and her eyes fell on the young man who was not stained with blood.

"you,……"