Projection of heavens

This demonic energy is so pure that even the Golden Immortal cannot resist it. Once the soul is completely eroded, no matter who it is, they will fall into the devil's path.

"Great Sage, do you have any idea?"

Yang Jian admired Nezha with one arm. Seeing that Sun Wukong was not in a hurry, he asked.

"The resentment in this demonic aura is nothing to me, grandson, but it contains the aura of the demon ancestor. Of course, no one can get rid of the demonic aura!"

Sun Wukong said with a "hehe" smile: "But there are countless powerful people in the three realms, so naturally there are people who can be eliminated!"

As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, Yang Jian frowned.

Not only Yang Jian, Zhu Bajie and others also knew the meaning of Sun Wukong's words.

In this world, there are still a few powerful beings who can get rid of Wutian's aura, but those powerful beings generally have an elusive whereabouts and cannot be easily found.

However, there is one person who can definitely be found, and that is the newly promoted Great Heavenly Lord who is vaguely the most powerful person in the three realms.

Tieguai Li breathed a sigh of relief, didn't say much, suppressed the boiling demonic energy in his heart, picked up Han Zhongli, and the two of them stepped straight up to the ninth heaven.

"Nezha..."

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and then sighed slightly.

Nezha stole Laojun's golden elixir and was already wanted by Heaven. He would probably be captured without even seeing the Great Heavenly Lord.

"Second brother! Kill me!"

Nezha's arm shook and he took out a golden elixir the size of a fist from his belly: "I can't bear this golden elixir!"

The function of this Infinite Creation Golden Pill is to break down the innate barriers and reshape the physical body.

But it could not get rid of the evil spirit contaminating the soul.

"Eh?! You little kid is quite courageous. How dare you imitate me and steal elixirs?"

Sun Wukong smiled and reached out to take the golden elixir in Nezha's palm.

"Sun Wukong!"

Yang Jian frowned.

"Brother Monkey! Take me up quickly to find the Great Heavenly Lord for help!"

The pig head held by Zhu Bajie was almost completely dark. Seeing that Sun Wukong was still playing around, he immediately started shouting.

"No hurries!"

Sun Wukong shook his hand and threw the golden elixir to Yang Jian, put his palm on Zhu Bajie's arm, moved his body, stepped on a golden cloud, and flew up to the ninth heaven.

"Second brother, kill me! That demonic energy is about to corrode my soul!"

Nezha's face was dark, and the demonic energy visible to the naked eye was about to surround his Niwan.

"Shut up!"

Yang Jian's face was stern, his palms shook slightly, he carried Nezha on his back, and slashed the three-pointed two-edged sword in the air, tearing the space apart.

"Second brother..."

Nezha gritted his teeth.

Yang Jian is the nephew of the Jade Emperor. No matter how bad the relationship is, he is still his uncle.

The Jade Emperor was forced to return to the ruins. Although Gu Shaoshang didn't do it himself, there was no difference. Yang Jian was the first immortal god in the lower world.

Going to Lingxiao again at this time, you can imagine what he felt in his heart.

Huhu~~

With a calm expression, Yang Jian flew away through the air, and a moment later he arrived outside the Nantian Gate of the Nine Heavens.

As soon as Yang Jian arrived outside the Nantian Gate, he heard Zhu Bajie shouting: "Puhua Tianzun, don't you even recognize me, old pig? I am Tianpeng! I am in a hurry to find the Great Tianzun for help!"

Yang Jian frowned and saw Wang Lingguan and Jiutian Thunder Puhua Tianzun blocking the Nantian Gate. A group of heavenly soldiers and generals formed a war and surrounded Tieguaili, Sun Wukong and others.

"Marshal Tianpeng! The Great Heavenly Lord is ill and cannot meet with outsiders! It's better to retreat quickly!"

Puhua Tianzun waved his sleeves and said lightly.

Gu Shaoshang had been seriously injured in a collision with the Demon Emperor before, and it was time to heal.

The demonic energy in Tieguai Li, Zhu Bajie and others was so refined and pure that at first glance they were the backhand left behind by the Demon Ancestor.

If the Demon Ancestor was hiding in the demonic aura and attacked the Great Heavenly Lord, the Heavenly Court would fall apart in an instant, and their lives would be in danger.

Therefore, even if Zhu Bajie, Sun Wukong, and Tieguai Li were all former colleagues, he could not let them go easily.

"Puhua Tianzun!"

Tieguai Li looked anxious and said: "The demonic attack is imminent, Tianzun should just wait and see, let me wait to see the Great Tianzun!"

Faintly, wisps of demonic energy flashed through his pupils.

"Tianzun, the Eight Immortals belong to me, Laojun. If they are really destroyed, it will be difficult for Laojun to explain!"

Wang Lingguan glanced slightly and saw that the demonic energy of Han Zhongli and Han Xiangzi was almost completely eroding the soul, and said softly.

Puhua Tianzun frowned slightly and hesitated.

"Hey! You old official! If you don't let me see it, I will force my way in!"

Sun Wukong flicked his wrist, the golden cudgel stirred up the fairy mist, and he bared his teeth fiercely.

"Sun Wukong! How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me!"

Puhua Tianzun's face suddenly darkened, the fairy clouds filled the sky immediately began to stir, and endless thunder rolled in.

He is the leader of the gods of the Thunder Tribe, and he is the Sambhogakaya of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor who remains in heaven. His status is so respected that he cannot be threatened by others.

Tap!

At this time, Yang Jian stepped on the fairy clouds and raised the three-pointed two-edged sword without saying a word.

Nezha was eroded by the evil spirit and wanted to see the Great Heavenly Lord even if he made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace.

"Yang Jian! How dare you come to heaven!"

Puhua Tianzun sneered, not caring at all about the two people's boiling divine power.

"There is no place in the world that I, Yang Jian, cannot go to!"

Yang Jian pointed the three-pointed two-edged sword directly at Puhua Tianzun and said: "When he sees the Great Tianzun, Yang Jian will just surrender and let him be dealt with!"

Puhua Tianzun had no expression on his face and said concisely: "No!"

Now that this order has been issued, it is naturally impossible to make changes because of Sun Wukong and Yang Jian. Otherwise, if word spreads, not only will his face be disgraced, but his own identity, the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, will also lose face.

"Bah!"

When Sun Wukong saw this, he didn't say much. He raised his golden cudgel and hit the Universal Heavenly Lord like a jade pillar pushing down a mountain of gold!

boom!

The entire Nantianmen shook instantly, and the fairy clouds within thousands of miles exploded and rolled, like huge waves that could cover the mountains.

Puhua Tianzun is a veteran golden immortal. Once Sun Wukong takes action, he will go all out.

Qiang~

At the same time, the sound of the sword's chirping resounded through the Nine Heavens Tower, and a cold white light shot up into the sky with an endless cold, arrogant and murderous aura.

The three-pointed, two-edged sword in Yang Jian's palm instantly crushed the layers of space and struck straight at the Universal Heavenly Lord.

"How brave!"

Puhua Tianzun gave a cold shout the moment the two of them took action. With a slight movement of his palm, billions of green and black thunder emerged from the sky, turning into an endless sea of ​​thunder and heading towards the Nantian Gate.

Boom!

The thunder is like an ocean composed of billions of dragons and snakes. It is so powerful that it is more powerful than a single blow from Sun Wukong and Yang Jian.

Zhu Bajie was blown by the strong wind and lay tightly on the fairy clouds of Nantianmen, his breath suffocated.

"Bring them to Lingxiao Palace to meet me!"

Just when the three of them started fighting, Gu Shaoshang, who was in seclusion in Miluo Palace, slowly opened his eyes and spoke calmly.

His voice was not so passionate and powerful that it penetrated gold and cracked stone, but with the blessing of his strong will, the sound waves that swayed like the Milky Way swept through the Nine Heavens Tower with great force.

boom! boom! ~

Immediately, the billions of thunder dragons and snakes that were vibrating and roaring in the sky dissipated one after another, turning into pure thunder essence and dispersing into the heaven and earth.

In front of the Nantian Gate, Sun Wukong jumped up and swung his stick. Hearing this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning.

He felt a huge, immeasurable pressure rushing towards him. It was a huge pressure that the Five Elements Mountains and even a single state could not match.

"Oh!"

Sun Wukong suddenly shouted, and his body that jumped up suddenly froze.

He fell to the Nantian Gate with a "plop" and struggled to get up.

Just as he was in shock, he heard a "clang" and looked back, only to see Erlang Shen's three-pointed two-edged knife falling to the ground.

And Yang Jian's stern face became flushed, and his legs trembled under the pressure of this ray of will, and he knelt down on the ground.

The two looked at each other and saw the unstoppable shock in each other's eyes.

They had known about the tyranny of this Great Heavenly Lord for a long time, but they did not expect that this Great Heavenly Lord's will could be so tyrannical. Even with their current cultivation level, they could not bear it.

Wow!

Before Gu Shaoshang's voice fell, amidst the sound of armor scraping, all the heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the Nantian Gate knelt on the ground:

"Great Heavenly Lord!"

"I will obey the orders of the Great Heavenly Lord!"

Puhua Tianzun bowed and saluted Miluo Palace, feeling in awe.

Even though he had known for a long time that this Great Heavenly Lord was almost the strongest in the three realms, a wisp of willpower eliminated all the attacks from him and Yang Jian and Sun Wukong in one fell swoop.

It's still too scary.

The moment the voice fell, that ray of will also dissipated.

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong stood up, their expressions unable to calm down for a long time.

............

In Miluo Palace, Gu Shaoshang was sitting cross-legged on the futon with a calm expression.

"Wutian, Buddhism..."

He stood up slowly, thoughtfully.

It was too much of a coincidence that Wutian wiped out the Buddhist sect so easily, and that the two Buddhas disappeared at the same time.

If he said there was no secret in it, he wouldn't believe it.

His eyes slightly swept over Xiniu Hezhou, and he saw that the once majestic and magnificent Lingshan Paradise had been soaked in the blood of Buddha and turned into a demonic realm.

For example, the Four Great Vajras, the Five Directions Jialan, and many monks and arhats all died.

As for the four great Bodhisattvas including Avalokitesvara who survived by chance, many Buddhas were also hidden by Nawutian, and he could not find them.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

He sneered slightly, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net I don’t know if he was talking about Demon Ancestor Wutian or Buddhism.

Phew~

With a movement of his body, he came to the Lingxiao Palace and sat on the throne.

Tap! Tap!

Amidst the sound of footsteps, Puhua Tianzun and Wang Lingguan stepped into the Lingxiao Palace one after another. Behind him, Yang Jian was carrying Nezha, Tieguai Li was carrying Han Zhongli, Han Xiangzi, Sun Wukong was carrying Zhu Bajie, and Zhu Bajie was carrying a dark pig head...

Gu Shaoshang's mouth twitched slightly and he glanced at the pig's head that Zhu Bajie was holding.

This Zhu Bajie has rough skin and thick flesh, and possesses the Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang. Even if his head falls off and is corroded by demonic energy, he still retains the last trace of his vitality.

However, that wisp of demonic energy was so powerful that it would take at least half an hour to completely enchant him. No wonder Sun Wukong wanted to force his way through the Nantianmen.

Sun Wukong carried Zhu Bajie into the familiar Lingxiao Palace. He rarely restrained his monkey nature and looked solemn.

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