Prehistoric: The supreme human race, abolishing the throne of Nuwa

Chapter 202 Throw Sun Wukong into the alchemy furnace for tempering

Yang Jian faced Sun Wukong and kept fighting around the alchemy furnace. He did not cast any spells and defeated Sun Wukong steadily.

After hundreds of consecutive moves, the black armor on Sun Wukong's body showed signs of cracking, but if you look closely, there was no serious injury on his body.

"Swish"

Yang Jian spread out his hands and stretched them out like a beam of light. The golden light circulated like a palm made of exotic gold and struck at Sun Wukong's waist and abdomen.

A ray of golden light, as graceful as a swimming rainbow, just crossed out and set off bursts of rays of light storms, which were extremely astonishing, mixed with suffocating and terrifying energy.

Sun Wukong felt awe-struck in his heart. He felt the power of that slap. He bared his teeth and raised his fist to smash. With a roar, the fist mark was in the air, as huge as a mountain. He killed at will in the hall, shaking the earth and shaking the earth, with the momentum of a dragon.

There was a muffled sound, and the fists and palms collided together instantly, sparks that seemed to have the power to open the sky were generated, extremely powerful, and the figures of both of them were pale in the hazy light.

Sun Wukong was pushed back by this palm. When he encountered a blow, he felt that his body was turbulent, as if he was about to vomit out the pills and peaches he had just swallowed. His face turned pale and his metacarpal bones continued to tremble.

"What a strong guy." Sun Wukong bared his teeth and marveled at Yang Jian's extraordinary methods.

Yang Jian pulled away and half-stepped back, half-rotating his feet to the ground, raising and lowering his hem, scattering large golden clouds of divine light, feeling relaxed and freehand.

"As Nezha said, it's quite powerful." Yang Jian said with a smile.

He breathed lightly and put away the three-pointed two-edged knife standing next to him. He was already confident in this confrontation and test, so there was no need to use it.

"hiss!"

Sun Wukong was so anxious that he scratched his head and ears.

It’s been a long time since they’ve been in heaven, and the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain still don’t know what happened to them.

Although he has never been to the Heavenly Tower, he also knows that the time in heaven and earth are different.

With so little time at the moment, maybe a few months have passed in Huaguo Mountain, and I can't help but worry about the monkeys and grandchildren.

After careful consideration, Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian's sworn expression and concluded that there was no other possibility. He immediately gritted his teeth, his body became weak and the mist faded, and he swung hundreds of feet away.

"That's kind of interesting."

Yang Jian smiled slightly and took action again, pushing both palms horizontally at the same time. The runes surged and turned into waves of the Yellow River, accompanied by the momentum of swallowing up the sun, the moon and the stars in the sky.

"You forced me to do this!" Sun Wukong roared. He raised his foot and stomped to kill him at an extremely fast speed. His fangs roared like mountains galloping and thousands of rivers roaring, shaking the world.

boom!
  Although Sun Wukong turned into a hundred feet, Yang Jian was already aware of his strength. He pushed back the giant feet of the mountain with his palms and exploded with a blast. As his sleeves expanded, he swept out a large white light and crashed into Sun Wukong's knees.

"bang"

His knees hurt, Sun Wukong roared, two or three staggered backwards, his huge body collapsed like a toppled building, and the hundreds of feet of alchemy shelves fell to the ground one after another, making a huge noise.

Sun Wukong's eyes were about to burst, and he was also horrified in his heart.

The method he used can be used to lift hundreds of millions of jun with his hands, and he can cause the sky and the earth to collapse with his stamp of his feet. Nothing can break it, and no one can defeat it.

In the past, opponents would be suppressed when encountering this technique and were unable to resist, but Yang Jian was able to withstand it easily.

Moreover, he also used backhand tactics!

Yang Jian took advantage of the situation to pursue, and his fists were thrown out like meteors in a rainstorm. Invisibly, they all hit Sun Wukong's acupuncture points accurately and accurately.

Faced with such an offensive, Sun Wukong had no choice but to use his seventy-two transformations to escape.

But as soon as Yang Jiantian's eyes opened, Sun Wukong had no way to hide, and everything he transformed into one after another was easily seen through, and he was forced to grit his teeth and fight back.

As the fight became more intense, Sun Wukong was slowly escaping towards the door.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward and punched out with both fists. When he waited for Sun Wukong to fight back, his golden fists turned into palms, grabbed Sun Wukong's shoulders, and said through a message: "If you go out, you will be captured and killed by the Emperor of Heaven." Sun Wukong heard this. Frightened, I looked at the door that was so close, my eyes rolled, but I still chose to believe it.

With a bang, Sun Wukong was hit by Yang Jian's punch. He retreated and stood on the ruins shelf.

"What do you mean?" Sun Wukong held a golden hoop with a frown on his face.

"I beat you like this to refine the elixirs and peaches in your body. You, a hozen, just eat whatever you want. You swallowed all the jujubes. I don't think about whether your body can bear it?"

Yang Jian sent a message to explain that in order to prevent the Emperor of Heaven from discovering the clues, he was still taking action, doing two things, and was more fierce and brave than before.

"I can't beat you, so you're trying to talk to me like this. You can't treat me like a three-year-old baby!" Sun Wukong held a golden hoop, his body showed off his holy power, and he bared his teeth and roared.

"You yourself feel right and wrong, why do you need others to say anything?" Yang Jian continued to strike, hitting Sun Wukong's meridians and joints with every blow.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong took advantage of the opportunity to feel the moves carefully, and the pain that had previously caused the swelling of his meridians disappeared.

Originally, he was still angry at Yang Jian's humiliating beating, but now after dozens of blows, this feeling became lighter and lighter.

Sun Wukong was stunned.

Only then did he believe that Yang Jian was using the excuse of beating himself to help him refine the medicinal power in his body.

"Monkey, this alchemy furnace can help you refine the remaining medicinal properties in your body. If you seize the opportunity, your physical body will be hundreds of times stronger than it is now, and you will reach an indestructible body of golden light." Yang Jian said in a message.

Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel, hit Yang Jian's fist, and used this push to stand above the alchemy furnace.

The flames of this alchemy furnace were extraordinary, and the blazing aura made it difficult for Sun Wukong to breathe. He immediately asked: "The fire in this furnace is so strong, how can you withstand it?"

"Others can't do it, but you are different. You swallowed the elixir and the peach, and your body is already strong and has your own talents." Yang Jian continued to transmit the message.

Sun Wukong frowned and fought Yang Jian again, but his methods were obviously much gentler than before.

Yang Jian saw that the situation was not good, and the monkey was no longer defensive against him. He was a bit pretentious when killing him, and then increased his strength to kill him, fearing that the Emperor of Heaven would see it.

The two fought for a while around the alchemy furnace. After beating Sun Wukong, Yang Jian kicked open the lid of the alchemy furnace.

"call"

The flames in the alchemy furnace flew out, the blazing temperature made the scalp numb, and the terrifying blazing power came from far away.

In the light of the fire, Sun Wukong's golden hair looked like it was made of gold, extremely bright.

Looking at the opened lid, Sun Wukong finally gave in, followed Yang Jian and punched him, and was pretended to be suppressed.

With a crash, Yang Jian swung around in mid-air, pulled the lid of the alchemy furnace in the distance, and sealed the opening of the fire with a bang.

After entering the alchemy furnace, Sun Wukong took a deep breath and immediately sat cross-legged to refine.

Tempered by flames, even though it was painful, he did not make a sound.

At this time, he already hated Heaven and the Emperor deeply.

At the same time, Yang Jian threw Sun Wukong into the alchemy furnace and returned to the Lingxiao Palace to confront Haotian.

Yang Jian saw the Emperor of Heaven and said: "Emperor of Heaven, now that Sun Wukong has been thrown into Laojun's alchemy furnace, he will definitely be able to refine it."

The Emperor of Heaven did not speak, but looked suspiciously at Taishang Laojun who had returned from the Eight Views Palace.

Taishang Laojun held a fly whisk and spoke in agreement at this moment, saying: "It only takes seven, seven and forty-nine days to completely refine the monster monkey."

After listening to Taishang Laojun's words, Haotian breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "That monkey is finally going to die now."

(End of this chapter)