The seller of the heavens

Demon King Jiao had seen Zhenjun Yousheng's methods against Lion Camel King and Demon Peng, and knew that he was definitely not the opponent of Zhenjun Yousheng, so he couldn't help looking at Jiang Chen eagerly, hoping that he could stand up for him.

Jiang Chen took a step forward, and said loudly:

"The Flood Demon King has been surrendered by me, and he has changed his ways. Can Zhenjun spare his life?"

"He has committed a heinous crime and will never be forgiven."

Zhenjun Yousheng warned righteously:

"You'd better not get involved in this matter, otherwise you will not be able to protect yourself."

When Jiang Chen read Journey to the West before, he felt that this world valued the background very much. Even if the monsters raised by the gods and bodhisattvas do all kinds of bad things, they will not die in the end.

And those monsters without background will be beaten to death by Monkey King.

Unexpectedly, after entering the world of Journey to the West, he became the backer of monsters instead.

He sighed helplessly, took out a long black stick transformed from a green sword, and said solemnly:

"Since this is the case, then you can only see the real chapter under your hands. As long as you can win, the Demon King is at your disposal."

True Monarch Yousheng was naturally not afraid of Jiang Chen, and responded:

"good!"

Jiao Demon King took out the Xuanyuan jade bottle with a serious expression, and prepared to join hands with Jiang Chen to deal with Zhenjun Yousheng.

"You don't need to shoot, I can handle it."

As Jiang Chen said, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the monkey's eyes:

Refining the body!

Shake the sky!

The two supernatural powers were suddenly pushed to the extreme, and an extremely violent breath swept out in all directions like a hurricane.

The mana in Jiang Chen's body was like a flood, surging and surging.

"upbraid!"

With an earth-shattering shout, Jiang Chen's body crashed into a heavy air wave, and instantly crossed a distance of thousands of feet, suddenly appearing on the top of Zhenjun Yousheng's head, with a slamming stick, he smashed his head in anger Down.

At the top of the long black stick, a silver-blue light appeared, carrying the bone-chilling chill of freezing everything.

With one blow, Jiang Chen used three supernatural powers, showing his rage and ferocity.

Feeling the domineering and domineering aura rushing towards his face, Zhenjun Yousheng trembled in his heart, and he waved his sword to meet him without daring to be negligent.

when!

The moment the long stick and the divine sword collided, a destructive sound wave spread, and the earth and rocks of the mountains within a few hundred feet around the two were directly shaken into powder, and the thousand-foot-high Nine Ring Mountain was directly smoothed out.

The earth undulates like waves and waves.

The terrifying storm swept thousands of miles away, like a doomsday disaster.

Fortunately, when Zhenjun Yousheng fought against the three great demon saints before, the other demons and gods moved to a distance, otherwise this blow would have caused too many casualties.

Yousheng Zhenjun's body was shaken, and he felt an unstoppable force rushing towards him, and the hand holding the sword was so numb from the shock, he couldn't help but secretly amazed: this monkey has such tyrannical strength.

"Come again!"

Jiang Chen didn't seem to feel the force of the shock at all, his eyes were full of fierce fighting intent, and his momentum would not rise, and the long stick in his hand swept out with a silver-blue light.

"Well done."

Zhenjun Yousheng was also aroused to fight, so he stopped holding back and used all his strength to fight back.

For a moment, divine light collided, gold and iron roared, and the earth trembled!

Above the clouds several miles away, Demon King Jiao watched the fight between Jiang Chen and Zhenjun Yousheng intently. Seeing that the two sides fought back and forth and were evenly matched, his heart was extremely shocked.

He was very sure that Jiang Chen a few years ago was far from the strength he is now. Otherwise, when they fought back then, Jiang Chen didn't need to deploy the sword formation at all, he could directly smash himself to death with a stick.

In just a few years, Jiang Chen's strength has improved so much, he couldn't help being surprised.

boom!

A ray of divine light flashed across, and a canyon tens of miles long appeared on the ground.

Zhenjun Yousheng took a step back slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He thinks that his magic power is profound, his immortal body is solid, and his martial arts are among the best in the Three Realms, and the Devil-Slayer Sword in his hand is also a top-notch artifact.

But in the face of Jiang Chen who was attacking wildly, he felt startled, as if he saw the Monkey King who once made a disturbance in the Heavenly Palace.

Perhaps in terms of strength and physical strength, Jiang Chen is slightly inferior to Monkey King.

But relying on his immortality, Jiang Chen didn't want to die at all in fights. He traded injuries for injuries, and traded lives for lives. Even Zhenjun Yousheng had no choice but to be suppressed for a while, and he seemed a little aggrieved.

In Journey to the West, the strength of a practitioner often depends on several aspects: mana, spells, martial arts, supernatural powers, and magic weapons.

Martial arts are only a small part of strength.

Most gods and monsters can practice martial arts, but not many are proficient.

Therefore, if many supernatural beings who are powerful in the three realms do not use supernatural powers and magic weapons, they will not be able to defeat the powerful demons in martial arts.

Zhenjun Yousheng is now in an embarrassing situation. In terms of martial arts, he is slightly inferior to Jiang Chen. In the case of close combat, there is no time to cast spells.

Although supernatural powers can be sent out instantly, but his supernatural powers can barely suppress Jiang Chen's icy soul divine light, and can't cause too much damage to Jiang Chen, let alone restrain Jiang Chen's immortal body.

In addition, he and the three great demon saints had just experienced a big battle, which consumed a lot of energy.

Under the superposition of various reasons, Zhenjun Yousheng gradually felt overwhelmed after fighting Jiang Chen for more than 300 moves.

when!

With a pick of the stick, Jiang Chen swung the Broken Moxiong Sword, and then exerted strength with his wrist to send the long stick forward.

The stick with the silver-blue divine light suddenly hit the breastplate of Zhenjun Yousheng, breaking the divine light on the armor, leaving a large piece of snow-white frost.

Zhenjun Yousheng snorted and withdrew from Baizhangyuan, and also used this to distance himself from Jiang Chen.

He circulated his mana, forcibly suppressed the chill brought by the Ice Soul Divine Light, threw the Moxiong Sword in his hand, and gave a low drink:

"go."

Whoosh!

The Devil-Breaking Sword suddenly turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky, straight into the sky.

At the same time, Jiang Chen felt a sword intent from the sky that was extremely strong and strong, suppressing evil and killing demons suddenly overwhelmed him.

As the height of the Broken Demon Sword rose, the sword intent became more and more intense, as if it had completely merged with the entire sky.

The space around him was also solidified by the power of the sword intent, and the air turned into an iron wall, leaving him nowhere to escape.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems that only a moment has passed.

A cold light flashed in the sky, and an extremely sharp aura suddenly descended from the sky. At the same time, the Devil Breaker Sword turned into a thousand-foot-long divine blade and fell down at high speed.

Rumble!

The terrifying coercion poured down.

Nothing is indestructible, nothing is invincible.

This sword seems to split the entire world, piercing through eighteen levels of hell.

Facing the mountain-sized divine front, Jiang Chen's monkey hair stood on end, feeling the mortal threat, he mobilized his magic power and yelled violently:

"Like heaven and earth!"

Peng!

The white air waves surged and boiled, and Jiang Chen's figure suddenly swelled and grew to a height of ten thousand feet in an instant. His head was like Mount Tai, his eyes were like the sun and the moon, and the long stick in his hand also turned into a length of ten thousand feet, just like a pillar of the sky. .

Jiang Chen raised the long stick upwards, and slammed it on the Demon Breaking Sword with the momentum of pulling mountains and seas.

Rumble!

The terrifying tremors went up to the thirty-three heavens and down to the eighteen hells.