(Chapter 808. The chapter count is wrong.)
…
In the sky above Huaguo Mountain, the drums that had stopped for a while sounded again. Thunder dragons showed the ferocity of immortals to the demons who dared to resist the Celestial Court in the mortal world.
The demons did not want to be outdone. The drums were beating loudly, and their momentum was vaguely comparable to the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals.
After three rounds of drumming, there was still no movement between heaven and earth, but many demons had already sensed something unusual.
There was no lack of sharp spiritual senses among the demons who could avoid disasters and seek good fortune. At this time, these demons looked up at the layers of dark clouds in the sky again, and their hearts were inexplicably frightened, as if they had seen something extremely frightening. They either sneaked out of Huaguo Mountain or called their friends to increase their confidence.
Gradually, as the drums of the Celestial Court continued, the demons of Huaguo Mountain became slightly restless.
A group of more radical demons shouted to attack the Celestial Court. On the mountain peak, Sun Wukong looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, ignoring the Patriarchs of the Demon Realm behind him who tried to persuade him to stop and leave Huaguo Mountain first.
These Patriarchs of the Demon Clan were all very shrewd and did not let the previous victory go to their heads.
The demons below did not know, but how could the Patriarchs of the Demon Clan not know how terrifying the Celestial Court was? Not to mention anything else, any group of experts from the Skyward Pavilion could directly massacre the demons in the Untainted Land.
However, the words of these Patriarchs of the Demon Clan made the Monkey King a little impatient.
The words "soldiers with arms, water with an earth weir" made these Patriarchs of the Demon Clan have no choice but to shut up and secretly discuss what to do later.
If these Patriarchs could easily suppress the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, they would have taken him away long ago to preserve a tinder for the revival of the Demon Clan.
What's more, some Patriarchs of the Demon Clan had secretly asked the mighty figures of the Demon Clan to use the Demon Flag to capture Sun Wukong. However, when they used the Demon Flag, they realized that Sun Wukong was not a demon at all.
He was a spiritual creature, blessed by heaven and favored by the Heavenly Dao. He was not someone that could be moved by the Demon Flag.
"Will the powerful figure of Ziwei Tian come?"
Monkey's eyes flashed with some battle intent. It was as if there was a flame burning in his chest that he had to spit out.
The Celestial Court did not disappoint him. A white cloud floated over from the west, on which stood rows of immortal soldiers with resolute faces and restrained auras. There were a total of one thousand and two hundred of them.
They were all holding long spears or long staff-shaped handles, and there were two sharp immortal weapons at their waists. Among the 1,200 people, half of them were men and half were men. All of them had calm eyes, and their cultivation bases far exceeded that of ordinary Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals.
One thousand two hundred disciples of the Wu people!
They wore the same armor, and the armor was engraved with formation patterns. They could form small battle formations according to the numbers of thirty-six, forty-nine, or eighty-one, or they could form a powerful battle formation that was good at attacking and defending with one thousand two hundred people.
In terms of cultivation level, most of them were at the Perfected Immortal Realm, while a small number of them were at the Heaven Immortal Realm.
If one were to look at the methods they used to kill their enemies, it would be a level higher than their own cultivation realm!
Unfortunately, they were still the batch of disciples of the Wu people who had been eliminated.
The 1,800 Magi who were of the same background as them had already followed Wu Gui, Witch, and the twelve commanders to massacre the Chaos Spirit Race in outer space. Their advancement was many times faster than theirs, and Yang Jian had personally transplanted the spirit core …
Therefore, the 1,200 disciples of the Magi race pinned a piece of withered grass on their headbands. They reminded themselves that they could not follow their second master on an expedition to the Chaos Sea. They could not slack off in their daily cultivation and honing their abilities.
The white cloud stopped under the dark clouds. The disciples of the Wu people stared at the demon soldiers below. The hatred in their Magus blood had already begun to boil.
The war drums of the Celestial Court stopped for a moment, but they sounded again.
Another white cloud slowly floated over from the sky and stopped behind the 1,200 Magi. It was the 30,000 immortal soldiers of the Plum Mountain brought by the six friends of the Plum Mountain.
The troops that were usually stationed at the mouth of the Guanjiang River were all there.
In terms of cultivation level and equipment, the immortal soldiers of the Plum Mountain were not inferior to the elite Heavenly Soldiers of the Celestial Court. They could be considered part of the foundation of the Plum Mountain. At that moment, they were also following Yang Jian to this place.
The six friends of the Plum Mountain led more than ten generals and took the initiative to fly towards the dark clouds. The dark clouds cut open a cloud path, revealing a corner of the hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers who were ready to set off. It also revealed the situation on the highest cloud.
A chair suddenly appeared on the cloud.
Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li and Nezha stood behind the chair. The father and son had solemn expressions. The surrounding Heavenly Generals did not dare to say anything because of the young man in a brocade robe sitting on the chair.
Sun Wukong looked up with a hint of curiosity in his eyes … He could not see through the man sitting in front of the child at all.
The faces of the Demon Patriarchs behind Sun Wukong were all pale.
"Yang! Yang Jian! "
"Damn it, why is it him! Nephew Wukong, we can't do what we have to do today. Quickly retreat with us! "
Sun Wukong frowned slightly and looked with slight disdain at the Demon Patriarchs behind him, who were already panicking and no longer had their usual demeanor. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"You guys can just leave. This person must be very powerful to be able to scare you like this."
"Isn't he powerful? How can he not be? He is the strongest expert below the Saints, and he has killed two disciples of the Dao League who are Saints of the Great Path! "
"Great Sage, let's not fight with him for a while. We are not saying that you are not as good as this man, but you still need some time to improve your cultivation base …"
"Just leave." Sun Wukong's expression was somewhat indifferent. "Mount Huaguo is our hometown. If we leave like this, we might as well stay here with these flowers and plants."
"But this …"
Sun Wukong stopped talking, and his eyes were filled with disdain.
The Demon Patriarchs were speechless. They looked at each other, then tacitly retreated at the same time, turned into a few whirlwinds, and flew toward the northwest.
On the cloud, Yang Jian, who had been sitting cross-legged, gently raised his hand. Rays of golden light gushed out of his palm, and the 81 beads in his body flashed.
A huge seal flew out of his waist, was surrounded by the golden light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, a golden seal that was 10,000 feet long and wide appeared in the sky, and countless rays of dazzling golden light lit up the world!
The divine power, the Heaven-suppressing Earth Seal!
The whirlwinds were originally flying at an extremely fast speed, but when the golden light and the Kongtong Seal appeared in the sky, the whirlwinds seemed to have entered an invisible swamp, and were almost frozen in place.
Then, the seal smashed down ferociously. A few figures wanted to rush out of the whirlwinds, but they could not move at all. They could only watch helplessly as the seal, which seemed to be able to shatter the five continents of the Primordial World, smashed down!
In fact, from the moment Yang Jian raised his hand to the moment the seal smashed the whirlwinds into the short mountain on the side of Mount Huaguo, it had only been a split second. Most of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals did not know that the golden seal was released by Yang Jian.
There was a loud explosion, and the surrounding area shook violently. Several precipitous peaks on Mount Huaguo were directly shaken and collapsed.
Rays of golden light shot into the sky and returned to Yang Jian's hand with the Kongtong Seal.
The short mountain that had been smashed had already disappeared. There was a ten-thousand-feet-deep pit on the cracked ground. At the bottom of the pit, there were a few pools of pus and blood and a few unrecognizable corpses.
Only a small amount of demonic aura remained, and a small amount of Dao runes that belonged to a Quasi-Saint cultivator …
After killing several demon ancestors with one strike, the demons of Mount Huaguo fell silent.
On the mountain peak, the monkey king raised his head and looked at the cloud. He looked at the young man who was sitting on the chair and seemed to have done nothing. Suddenly, he laughed and grabbed the Sea-Calming Divine Needle with his right hand.
That's an expert!
That's the true expert of this world!
That's the existence that I should challenge, defeat, and surpass!
However, Sun Wukong's laughter made many Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals frown. They wondered if the demon monkey had been frightened by Perfected Lord Erlang. Why is he still not running …
The Six Friends of the Plum Mountain had already led more than ten Plum Mountain Generals to the front of the cloud. They cupped their fists and bowed.
"Second Master, the troops are ready!"
"Well done." Yang Jian stood up with the handle of the chair and grabbed the three pointed, double-edged spear beside him. His tone did not change much as he said calmly, "Follow me to attack the mountain."
"Yes!"
The generals responded in unison. Then, they turned into more than ten streams of light and returned to their camp.
"Perfected Lord, do we need to accompany you?"
"Just surround Huaguo Mountain," Yang Jian said calmly. "Kill anyone who doesn't surrender."
"Yes!" Li Jing lowered his head and accepted the order. Nezha, who was behind Yang Jian, lowered his head and replied gloomily. Clearly, he had a knot in his heart about losing to Sun Wukong.
Yang Jian didn't say much and just chuckled. Then, he leaped down from the cloud.
His body fell from the sky like a meteor and smashed onto the peak of another peak of Huaguo Mountain, causing a gust of wind to blow in all directions.
Sun Wukong faced Yang Jian. His purple-gold cloak flickered like flames in the wind.
He shouted, "Who are you!?! What position do you have in the Celestial Court!?! "
"Yang Jian, Perfected Lord Erlang."
In the sandstorm, Yang Jian's calm voice sounded.
Sun Wukong bared his teeth. He had a half-smile and half-ferocious expression on his face. He bent his legs slightly and suddenly kicked hard. He left afterimages on the mountain peak and pounced towards Yang Jian!
At this moment, a slightly muffled shout came from the sky.
"Kill!"
1,200 Wu people's soldiers followed Yang Jian's example and landed. The 30,000 Mei Mountain immortal soldiers followed closely. Thousands of beams of light that were as thick as the mouth of a well descended from the sky and surrounded Huaguo Mountain together with the lightning. Hundreds of thousands of troops of the Celestial Court landed on the ground at high speed along the beam of light.
A demon expert roared, "The Great Sage, Heaven's Equal! Invincible! Children, kill all these Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals and attack the Celestial Court! Dominate the sky! "
The demons immediately roared, "Attack the Celestial Court! Dominate the sky! "
Before they could finish shouting, a loud bang suddenly sounded in the world, forcefully suppressing the shouts of the demon soldiers.
The Monkey King, who had been charging towards Yang Jian, was sent flying. He raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. After the Monkey King was sent flying, the young immortal general in a brocade robe came over with his spear. He was not in a hurry, but he chased after him closely.
The Monkey King lowered his head and smiled sinisterly. He used the momentum to fly away. When he managed to pull away from Yang Jian, he immediately jumped up, and his fur seemed to be burning.
His eyes gradually turned scarlet, and his aura forcefully increased!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
