Rebirth of Journey to the West: My Father's Yellow Robe Monster

Chapter 214 The Heavenly Emperor's Appearance and the Three Purities in One Qi (Subscribe)

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Yang Jian is here, this day has finally arrived!
Yang Jian will face off against Zhenjun Fumo. These days, almost all the immortals, Buddhas, and monsters in the three realms are discussing heatedly. Everyone is paying attention, and everyone is looking forward to this battle.

One is the newly-emerged True Monarch of the Heavenly Court, whose background has too many secrets. He soared into the sky in a short period of time, and even offended the Jiutian Yingyuan Mansion to worship under the Jade Emperor. His experience can be called a legend.

One is the powerful man who has been sanctified in the body during the period of conferring gods in ancient times. He is known as the invincible powerhouse under the Daoist. What kind of state has he reached now?

Li Tianquan got up from the star surrounded by flames, holding the tiger soul knife at his waist in his right hand, like a god and demon descending from the heavens.

He was wearing the Jiuli battle armor, and the black metal god clothes covered his head and feet, covering his whole body, mysterious and oppressive.

The ancient Tiger Soul Knife exudes a monstrous killing intent, as if drinking the blood of hundreds of millions of living beings, and the cold breath makes Jinxian feel terrified.

Many immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons were watching the battle. They just glanced at the saber and felt the power and chill. They felt cold all over and almost trembled.

The strong men who entered the Burial Immortal Pond were able to gain a foothold at first, but they all involuntarily backed down later on, because the fighting spirit emanating from True Monarch Fu Mo became more and more powerful, sweeping past, making many people's primordial spirits tremble.

Quite a few immortals trembled and retreated involuntarily. They couldn't believe all of this. They were so far away that they couldn't bear the fighting spirit of True Monarch Subduing Demons.

Ask yourself, if it were them who went to a decisive battle, they would be overwhelmed by the fighting spirit of Zhenjun Subduing Demons before they even made a move, and they would not be able to get close.

"How strong is True Monarch Fumo? The knife on his waist seems terrifying!"

"It's useless, no matter what cards he has, the outcome will not change when he faces True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao."

True Lord Qingyuan Miaodao's combat strength is hard to predict, for thousands of years, no one has been able to force him to fight with all his might, his prestige has suppressed the Three Realms.

boom!
The celestial light of Yuqing rushed up like a pillar of heaven, pierced through the Tianhe River, covering the sky and covering the earth, surging and surging, shaking the void in the ten directions and collapsing.

A slender and strong figure appeared, with black hair hanging loose, the vertical eyes between the brows closed tightly, and the whole body radiating a clear light, stepping across the sky, immediately set off a huge turmoil.

He came across the void, and the brilliance sprinkled thousands of strands, like a waterfall hanging down, setting him off like a war god who came from a cross-border battle.

His whole body was filled with jade-like celestial light, and at this moment, there was a majestic power that swallowed mountains and rivers, like an ancient war god descending on the world.

"Yang Jian, you are here, come and fight."

After Li Tianquan saw him, he said coldly, the black Jiuli battle armor resonated with the tiger soul knife, the murderous intent was so powerful that it made people feel depressing.

"It's been a long time since I saw the Golden Crow's bloodline. I hope you can last longer and don't let me down."

True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao responded indifferently, calmly and calmly.

Everyone could feel the self-confident and introverted edge of True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao, forcing people in silence, like a dormant dragon, about to fight in the wild.

"Then give it a try, let's fight!"

Looking at Li Tianquan from the endless starry sky, his eyes are like two golden lights, piercing through the void, oppressing people's souls.

And at this moment, the fire behind him shot up into the sky, a powerful aura burst like a sea, like a sun bursting, Jin Wufa rushed up, and the void was split.

"Very strong..."

The Bull Demon King murmured, and at this moment they all murmured, their big copper bell eyes staring wide open.

The dharma image behind Master Qingyuan Miaodao swayed, blocking that aura and making this place peaceful.

However, the weaker existences among the many immortals, Buddhas and monsters in the distance were hard to resist. Many people were pressed by the terrible breath, their bodies staggered back, and their faces were extremely pale.

The Golden Crow Dharma Appearance released by True Monarch Fu Mo made the enemies terrified, how strong would it be if they fought in real battle?
"Alright, I won't bully you either, let's fight against the realm." Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun said, with a kind of arrogance in his calmness.

"Haha... There is no need. If you are fighting against Jie, you are not my opponent." Li Tianquan laughed, rebellious and cold, with an air of who in the world would give me nothing.

"kill!"

With a loud roar, he took the initiative to attack, and the Golden Crow fluttered its wings behind it, which was extremely terrifying like a big sun hitting it.

True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao uttered a shout, his whole body radiated a clear light, and a dense fairy mist was transpired, the dharma figure shook behind him, overwhelming the power and pressing down on the enemy.

The first move is shocking, leaving no room for it!
Clang, Clang...

The black Jiuli battle armor on Li Tianquan's body collided with sparks, as if he was being hacked by a magic soldier, and he was under a terrifying attack, clanging.

The void around his body collapsed, a ruined land appeared, and the chaotic mist was blown out.

However, in the face of Yang Jian's peerless attack, he was still unharmed, and he didn't even move at all, only the metal trill of the Jiuli battle armor came out.

Boom!

The void completely exploded and collapsed.

Everyone turned pale with astonishment, marveling at the methods of True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao, shocked by the invincible bravery of True Monarch Fumo, he was as unshakable as a rock.

Yang Jian's pupils contracted. Although he only showed his cultivation in the realm of the Celestial Immortal at this time, he was still a Battle Immortal, not weaker than anyone else, and even stronger than other Battle Immortals due to his profound Taoism.

But still unable to shake the opponent, this True Monarch Subduing Demons with the blood of the Golden Crow is really a terrifying enemy to the extreme!
"If he breaks through to the Golden Immortal, I'm afraid he can really compete with Yang Erlang." The Bull Demon King whispered, feeling terrified, facing such an opponent, everyone should be afraid.

Yang Jian's eyes were cold, and his heart turned. The Golden Crow's bloodline is indeed the bloodline of the Demon Emperor. It really makes sense, and it does have the capital of the same rank.

His eyes were sharp, his fighting spirit was high, and he showed no trace of fear. He held a three-pointed and two-edged gun in his hand and pointed it forward.

"There are some means, and I will send you on your way."

"Boom!" Before Yang Jian could finish his sentence, Li Tianquan started to strike again, pointing at Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun with the Tiger Soul Knife in his single hand, he charged straight ahead with murderous aura overwhelming!
"kill!"

Yang Jian let out a loud roar, his body glowed brightly, as if it was burning, and the three-pointed and two-edged spear in his hand was so sharp that it shattered the sky.

This is a peerless conquest, the blood tiger soul knife in the hands of the two collided with the three-pointed two-edged gun.

"Boom!"

The entire Burial Immortal Pond was trembling, the two of them were filled with celestial light, murderous aura was overwhelming, sweeping in all directions, chaotic aura filled the air, and the fighting spirit penetrated Tianhe.

This is a catastrophe, and those who watched the battle were all terrified. In this realm, how many of this level of combat power can there be since the beginning of the world?
"clank"……

The three-pointed two-edged spear and the Tiger Soul Knife collided thousands of times in an instant, so fast that everyone couldn't react and keep up with this unreasonable speed!

This is the ultimate battle, the ultimate that the realm of the celestial beings can achieve, and the burst of light even made Tianhe appear dim in an instant.

Boom!

A figure among the two who were fighting suddenly shook violently, and the sky was filled with blood. It was obvious that someone was injured, and it looked particularly glaring.

Everyone's heart trembled, is this duel coming to an end?With results so soon?

Yang Jian's body shook, and a terrible wound appeared on his left arm, which was torn open by the Tiger Soul Knife, and the bones could be seen deep.

He didn't say anything, turned nine Xuangong body protection, wisps of dense fresh air dispersed, and the wound healed quickly.

"Fight at the same level, you still can't do it!"

"kill!"

When Li Tianquan gained power, he wanted to take the opportunity to kill Yang Jian. The fire was raging, and the Jiuli battle armor shrouded him, mysterious and depressing.

"Boom!"

Holding the Tiger Soul Sword in his hand, he wielded monstrous divine power, like a round of great sun hitting, with destructive fluctuations, the void shattered wherever it passed, and the real fire of the great sun raged, burning the sky.

Yang Jian raised the three-pointed and two-edged spear and pointed it at Li Tianquan, the True Lord of Subduing Demons.

Boom!

The three-pointed and two-edged gun tip seems to be a challenge, showing its sharpness and endless murderous intent, and the entire Tianhe is in great turmoil.

Those who watched the battle from a distance were terrified, this kind of fighting power was not something that a celestial being could show at all.

"Is True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao going to break his promise? He is no match for True Monarch Subduing Demons, and is he going to forcibly crush him at a higher level?"

This is everyone's question. Yang Jian's combat power at this time has far surpassed that of a fairy, and even a battle fairy is not enough to describe it.

puff!
Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Yang Jian and Fumo Zhenjun Li Tianquan flew upside down at the same time, wounds on their bodies burst, and they almost died together.

This was a tragic duel, stronger than Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch Yang Jian, half of his body was torn and suffered unimaginable heavy injuries.

The same is true for Li Tianquan, even his head was almost chopped off by the three-pointed and two-edged gun, and blood was continuously bleeding from his neck, which looked very terrifying.

Yang Jian's eyes became deeper and deeper, but he was still calm. Behind him was a god-man figure with three heads and six arms, holding a mountain axe, a mountain whip, a golden bow and a silver bullet, a demon-binding rope, a demon-slaying sword, and a demon-revealing mirror to attack with all his strength.

And his real body is holding a three-pointed two-edged knife and relying on the body protection of the nine-turn Xuangong to defend with all his strength.

This has never happened before. In the past, he possessed the same level of Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, and it was difficult for the enemy to break through his defense, but the knife in the opponent's hand was terrifying, and its sharpness was shocking. He had to be careful and careful.

Behind him, the gods and humans are connected with each other, completely guarding his body, with three heads and six arms each holding magic weapons, destroying the dead, and moving forward indomitably.

The gods, men, and dharmas exploded with all their strength, the sun and the moon dimmed, and the Tianhe paled. There was simply nothing that could resist it.

boom!
Li Tianquan's face changed, it was the first time he was so dignified, a blazing golden sun glowed from his body, the Immortal-Chopping Gourd appeared in his left hand, and the Tiger Soul Knife was slashed with his right hand.

"Slaying the Immortal Gourd..." Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch Yang Jian's pupils contracted suddenly. There is no doubt that this is the enemy's greatest reliance.

In the ancient time of conferring gods, this gourd was invincible in the hands of Taoist Lu Ya, and I don't know how many gods and gods were bloodied.

He didn't dare to be negligent at all, and when he used the Nine Turns Mysterious Kung Fu to the limit, his whole body turned into a hazy light, preventing the treasure from locking his primordial spirit.

This was a fierce fight, like a needle point against a wheat awn, the two true kings did everything they could to fight fiercely.

Boom!

The three-pointed two-edged spear collided with the Tiger Soul Knife, and they were bloodied and injured all over their bodies, and then the divine-human method collided with the Zhanxian Flying Knife, which was even more intense.

"Please turn around baby!"

Accompanied by Li Tianquan's clear drink, the red-skinned gourd spun slowly, shining like a big sun, making everything lose its color, and the sky dimmed instantly.

Especially when a white ray of light appeared at the mouth of the gourd, it was even more terrifying to the extreme, as if the world was being opened up, and the cycle of life and death was all in one thought.

"boom!"

The unparalleled murderous intent contained in the Immortal Zhan Flying Knife is surging and terrifying, like a silver waterfall, and like a light moonlight, trying to revolve around the enemy's head.

Yang Jian shouted loudly, and the god, man and law behind him blended with him, and merged with the Jiuzhuan Xuangong, desperately resisting this unrivaled murderous intent.

Keng!
The knife flashed, blood and flesh splashed, Yuqing's immortal light exploded, and even the three-headed and six-armed divine figure completely collapsed.

This was the first time Yang Jian collided head-on with the Flying Sword of Zhanxian. At the juncture of life and death, he seemed to see a terrifying supernatural power, which seemed to be related to the ancient emperor of heaven.

It is even a great chance for Yang Jian to be able to see a ray of mystery left by the ancient emperor of heaven from the aura of the Flying Sword of Zhanxian!

But it is not something that can be obtained by ordinary gods, only the blood of the Golden Crow can get it.

What shocked Yang Jian the most was that he saw a blurry picture, a hazy figure unscrewed the head of a great god, and used his head and body to cast a flying knife.

"Who is that demon that was beheaded by the ancient Heavenly Emperor? Could it be a certain powerful person from the Wu Clan?" Yang Jian was greatly shocked, but those images disappeared soon.

His god-man form was chopped off, his nine-turn profound art was broken, and even his primordial spirit was torn apart. It was difficult for him to compete with the Flying Sword of Slaying Immortals in the realm of celestial beings.

"puff"

Blood splashed, and Yang Jian fell directly from the void, with wounds all over his body, bleeding continuously.

"kill!"

At this moment, Li Tianquan let out a low growl, his whole body exuded a sea of ​​flames, shaking the universe, he was like a dragon that had broken free from its shackles, terrifying and boundless.

Yang Jian's body was broken, but he didn't die. The three-headed and six-armed god-man Dharma protected him from disaster, and survived the killing blow of the immortal flying knife.

He also let out a clear whistle, no longer defending, regardless of his own terrible injuries, he was completely on the offensive, fighting the enemy to the death.

"boom!"

The two people went shopping, and it was extremely tragic, which left everyone watching the battle dumbfounded.

Since the end of the Conferred God War, there has never been such a tragic battle in the Three Realms!
Behind Li Tianquan, the Golden Crow screamed, and his eyes were full of fierce light. He had the absolute upper hand and crazily attacked and killed the enemy.

And Yang Jian also completely let go, opening and closing, the three-pointed and two-edged sword went forward indomitably, and the nine-turn Xuangong echoed it, ever-changing, and the supernatural power shocked the world.

The battle between the two was too fierce, the tiger soul knife and the three-pointed double-edged spear shattered the world with every blow, and the Golden Crow Faxiang tore apart the opponent's body several times, but was blocked by the Nine Turns Mysterious Art.

Yang Jian's body was almost smashed to pieces, bleeding profusely, but he became even more ferocious.

His marksmanship is exquisite, his physical body is unparalleled, he is a direct descendant of the ancient saint sect, and he has all kinds of secret protection, the more desperate he is, the more terrifying he can find.

"Crack!"

In this duel, Li Tianquan pierced Yang Jian's body again. He was ruthless, and directly burned a big hole in the opponent's body with the real fire of the sun.

"You are not my opponent. If you don't unblock the realm, you will be killed within a hundred moves!" He said coldly.

He has already made preparations for Yang Jian to unseal the realm. The opponent is indeed very strong. If it is not for the Immortal Slayer Flying Knife in his hand, it will be very difficult to defeat him in a battle of the same level.

"Boom!"

The golden sun shines across the sky, and every swing of the Tiger Soul Knife is filled with endless real fire. Behind Li Tianquan, there is a three-legged golden crow statue standing in the void, becoming more and more alive in the battle.

The sun, moon, and galaxy are all revolving around the golden crow, as if the ancient emperor of heaven reappeared in the world.

The Golden Crow fluttered its wings, and the galaxy turned upside down, raising Li Tianquan's combat power to the limit, destroying everything.

If it weren't for Yang Jian's Nine-Turn Mysterious Kungfu Bodyguard, he would have been killed already, and there would be no suspense at all.

The two collided one after another, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and blazing flames exploded, making Tianhe tremble and the starry sky dim.

The knife saw blood, the bones were shattered, and it was horrible. Yang Jian was sent flying again, and fell into an absolute disadvantage. It was difficult to compete with the opponent.

In the Immortal Burial Pond, all the immortals, Buddhas, and monsters watching the battle were all cold. The battle between Zhenjun Fumo and Zhenjun Qingyuan Miaodao was too tragic.

Life and death fight, never die!
True Monarch Fu Mo established an absolute advantage with the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, and killed Yang Jian bloody, half of his body was torn, and the stubble was exposed, making people feel chills on their backs.

This result exceeded everyone's expectations. Before the battle started, almost everyone believed that Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Yang Jian would win this battle with an absolute advantage.

No one thought that Yang Jian would proclaim himself a realm, and fight against Zhenjun Fumo in the realm of a fairy.

The result is obvious, Fumo Zhenjun holds the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, which is enough to be called invincible in the realm of celestial beings. Even Yang Jian is not an opponent and cannot compete with him.

The people were silent, and the strong ones present and the weakest ones were also heavenly immortals. Comparing their own strength with the two true monarchs present, they immediately felt a huge gap. Looking at the three realms, in the realm of heavenly immortals, how many people are there? Fight with these two?
Above the ancient battlefield, Li Tianquan's face was cold and violent to the extreme. His long golden hair was beating like flames, and his pupils were like two sharp knives. He was almost crazy.

"puff"

Blood splattered, Li Tianquan suffered severe physical pain, and was pierced by Yang Jian with a three-pointed two-edged knife on the spot. The blood spilled and even his bones were cracked.

But he also took advantage of this opportunity to cut Yang Jian in half with the Tiger Soul Knife, and the blood gushed out like a spring.

The bloody scene became more and more shocking, making everyone feel terrified from head to toe.

"This is the end of it!"

"Since you don't unblock the realm, then die for me!"

"kill……"

Li Tianquan screamed, the metal luster of the heavy Jiuli battle armor on his body had long since dimmed, but the Tiger Soul Saber in his hand shone with a faint light, becoming more and more fierce.

For so many years, Yang Jian has fought countless battles. The first time he fought so fiercely, the nine-turn Xuangong known as incarnation and sanctification was broken, Yuqing Xianguang exploded, and even the soul was split.

"You are indeed very strong, and you are qualified to be canonized as a true monarch." Yang Jian said, but he was not in a desperate situation, but had an indescribable calm.

Wisps of clear light overflowed from the center of his brows, and there was an extremely ancient and mysterious Dao Yun flowing in it, and just a slight induction made people feel palpitations.

Everyone realized that Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun was likely to undo the seal of his own cultivation, commanding the Golden Immortal Realm, and beheading the enemy in front of him.

boom!
Suddenly, the sky fell apart, the ancient battlefield of Burying Immortal Pond trembled, the entire Milky Way shook, and a violent breath boiled.

"What about the realm of unblocking? I will kill you to prove the way today!"

Li Tianquan's whole body was shrouded in bright golden light, as if it had become a big sun. The golden crow behind him roared, surrounded by the galaxy, like a heavenly emperor descending from the realm, looking down on the common people.

"Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch Yang Jian still needs to unlock his own cultivation, otherwise it will be difficult to win."

"Yes, Fumo Tianzun has shown enough strength, no one in the realm of immortals can compete with him, even the True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao has to bow his head."

"kill……"

Li Tianquan let out a loud roar, and the void collapsed. Behind him was the majestic and huge Golden Crow, as if he was about to step out of reality from the illusion, especially the pair of eyes, which were opening unexpectedly, seemed to have vitality and spirituality.

Moreover, an ancient human hibiscus tree emerged under the Golden Crow Dharma, as if it was about to truly manifest itself.

Without hesitation, Li Tianquan culled Xiang Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Yang Jian, armed with the power of the Golden Crow's blood, and aroused the killing intent of the ancient arrow of shooting sun, destroying all opponents and obstacles. This kind of terrifying sharpness is horrifying!

puff!

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian, who seemed to be about to unseal his cultivation realm and burst out completely, did not make the slightest resistance.

The tiger soul knife cut down, and the murderous intent swept all directions, directly submerging Yang Jian's body completely.

After the light of the knife raged, Yang Jian's chopped body, dripping blood, and scattered bones all turned into a breath of fresh air, spread far away, and disappeared into the depths of the Milky Way.

Li Tianquan slammed into the air, his heart suddenly turned cold, and with an inexplicable induction, he looked to the north.

"What happened, why did True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao suddenly disappear?"

"Is it some kind of life-saving secret technique?"

"Or some great supernatural power?"

All the people who watched the battle were discussing and feeling very puzzled.

However, Li Tianquan saw that in the depths of the river that day, there was a three-eyed god wearing a black robe, with a handsome face and a refined temperament.

He drank wine on the Tianhe River, let the fragrant wine spill on his clothes, and was salivated by a black dog beside him.

As Li Tianquan looked over, a smile appeared on his face, "You are very good, you have lived up to my expectations."

"It was one of your incarnations just now?" A cold light flickered in Li Tianquan's pupils.

"I have recently comprehended Master Uncle's one-qi transformation and three-purity supernatural powers. It's just a small test." Yang Jian sat on the Milky Way, drinking, while stroking the head of Xiao Tiangou, famous in the Three Realms The three-pointed and two-edged gun is inserted into the Milky Way.

It's not like coming here to fight to the death, but there is an indescribable freedom and unrestraint.

All the people who watched the battle were in an uproar after hearing these words, the Master Qingyuan Miaodao actually comprehended the Taishang Daozu's one-qi-transformation-three-purity.

The one who fought against True Monarch Fumo just now was just an incarnation of supernatural power?
Undoubtedly, such a result exceeded everyone's expectations.

"You want to use my hand to resonate with the Burying Immortal Pond during the great battle, and use this authentic dao rhyme to trace back the will of the ancient emperor of heaven, so as to completely incarnate into the pure-blooded Golden Crow, right?"

Yang Jian smiled lightly, his eyes were clear, but there was a kind of insightful wisdom.

"I can fulfill you, but the premise is that you have to lend me the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife to enlighten you for three years."

"Would you like to?"

(End of this chapter)