Journey to the West

Chapter 367 Can't retreat, only fight
Now in front of the Erlang God Yang Jian, he was resisted by all means, and it has to be said that it was completely out of his plan.

In the distance, under the fluctuation of vitality that shakes the world at this moment, countless monster races have been attracted to peep. Seeing this scene, it can be said that it is beyond shocking.

"That's the divine beast Qingluan, the Storm King??"

"That's right...the Erlang God Yang Jian didn't even stop him. So what is Yang Jian's purpose in coming to Xiniu Hezhou? Is it to hone his body, train soldiers by the way, rob resources, or have other purposes?"

The peeping monster clan was in an uproar, and countless monsters looked at each other, feeling inexplicable.

The storm demon king, the divine beast Qingluan, is powerful and one of the most powerful demon kings in Hezhou, Xiniu. He couldn't even stop Yang Jian, which caused a trace of horror to appear in the eyes of countless monsters.

However, under such circumstances, Erlang God Yang Jian survived, and the outcome was not decided.

Countless eyes were focused on the field, clearly understanding that no matter who wins or loses in today's battle, it will inevitably shake the entire eastern part of Hezhou, Xiniu, and it will have a huge impact on the entire monster clan.

In the void, under countless shocking gazes, Erlang Shen Yang Jian grasped five fingers, and the three-pointed and two-edged halberd shone brightly. At the same time, Erlang Shen Yang Jian restrained the violent mana fluctuations in his body.

Looking indifferently at the divine beast Qingluan, dressed in silver armor mixed with fresh blood, it looked even more bloodthirsty.

"If there is any other means, take them out, I will take them together!"

The tone was indifferent, and at the same moment Erlang Shen Yang Jian waved his big hand in the palm of his hand, obviously all the injuries in his body had been suppressed, his blood exploded, and his promotion reached the peak. Overwhelmed by the divine beast Qingluan's lore attack.

"die!"

In an instant, the divine beast Qingluan also felt the threat of death, which came from Erlang Shen Yang Jian. Even though he was seriously injured, his violent aura became more and more terrifying.

Can't help but let the beast Qingluan grit his teeth, and also understand that it's time for a showdown between the two sides.

Accompanied by the icy sound spreading throughout the world, at the same time, the mana in the body of the divine beast Qingluan rioted, and the vitality of the long sword in his hand gathered, and at the same time, he strode towards Erlang God and slashed at it.

"Since this is the case, then try to take my last sword. Since I took this sword, no one has ever survived this sword. Yang Jian, you are so confident, then come here, chop the wind three times and cut the third ...Three cuts cut heaven and earth!"

In an instant, the sword light flickered, and at the same time, the divine beast Qingluan moved its big hand, and a sword slashed directly at Erlang God Yang Jian from the void, and the latter's powerful mana fluctuations urged the blow, which can be said to be completely released at this moment. force.

As the sword gang diffused, everything was wiped out, only a dark blue light in the void penetrated everything.

Over the years, the divine beast Qingluan can be called the Storm Demon King, and his strength is certainly not simple!
This sword is comparable to a mid-level heaven-grade sword with flashes of light. This strike landed in the air, so powerful. Wherever it passed, a small black crack appeared in the void, because this sword has already reached its extreme, and its ferocity has reached a certain level the point.

Even the space cannot be limited to the latter's sword light, which can be said to have broken the rules, turned everything into nothingness, and achieved a slight sound, and there was no movement at all.

However, in the faint, there is a domineering aura that kills everything. Once touched, the consequences can be imagined.

Pupils shrank, Erlang God Yang Jian stood on the spot, his whole body tensed, even if he felt a kind of fear in his heart, after all, he is not a god, and it is impossible not to be afraid in the face of such a big threat, but an instinctive reaction.

However, at the next moment, Erlang God Yang Jian stepped out with a single step, and with a movement of his palm, the demon blood halberd in his hand flew into the air, and at the same time his whole body hovered in the midair.

An ancient imprint in its body is already operating naturally, a force of nature that devours the heavens and the earth erupts, absorbing the power in the sky, and the one with such power is naturally the Nishen Seal.

With one seal, the majestic energy of heaven and earth in Zhoutian was integrated into Erlang Shen Yang Jian himself. His muscles bulged and his meridians expanded. Yang Jian suddenly gathered the power of the ten directions at this moment. There is no joy and no waves, only a war.

"Zhenjun, be careful, his attack has already reached the power of the middle stage of Tianpin, and suppressed you above the realm, you are not his opponent!"

At the next moment, the spirit treasure god Erlang Shen Yang Jian was extremely anxious. He already felt the great terror from this sword, and concentrated all the mana fluctuations in the body of the divine beast Qingluan, increasing his combat power several times.

With one sword strike, even an old monster that has stepped into the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal may need to be chopped into pieces, not to mention Erlang God Yang Jian, even today's top magic weapon battle armor, is irresistible, as long as it is close to that Under a terrifying sword light, it must be bombarded into countless fragments.

"If I retreat... who will help me stop?"

In the void, Chen Guangrui sighed softly. The latter stood in the mid-air, motionless under the sword, with a helpless and lonely tone in his tone.

Over the years, starting from the youth of the human race back then, the latter can only rely on himself, and has never flinched. If he wants to fight, he will fight. Unless the gap is too big, otherwise, he will never shrink back.

Gripping five fingers, Erlang God Yang Jian's palms were exerted forcefully. During the surge of mana, the eyes of the whole person were closed, and the infinite mana was fused with the silver armor on his body. Standing between the sky and the earth, he poured out all the power in his body and merged into it. In the combat body.

Under this sword, it can be said that he is close to Erlang Shen Yang Jian in an instant, and it is too late to give the latter any time to react. If Erlang Shen Yang Jian retreats, there is still a glimmer of hope. It's a dead end.

Between the heavens and the earth, seeing this scene, the hearts of many strong men in the distance were filled with despair. They thought they couldn't resist, and even felt that Yang Jian was about to perish here.

The divine beast Qingluan deserves to be called the strongest that has appeared in the millennium, and the light of this sword simply cuts through everything in the world.

The moment Jianmang approached, just when he was about to approach the throat of Erlang God Yang Jian, the Erlang God Yang Jian who had been standing still suddenly moved slightly, and raised the three-pointed and two-edged halberd in his hand, resisting in mid-air.

clang!
In an instant, the sword light was blocked, but the sharp and powerful force did not stop, and under the trembling force, the figure of Erlang God Yang Jian was continuously receded.

Just relying on the power of the low-level Houtian Lingbao, it was only able to resist for a moment, and just the powerful counter-shock force caused Erlang Shen Yang Jian's tiger's mouth to burst, and he kept retreating backwards.

However, while retreating, Erlang Shen Yang Jian's body slowly formed a kind of absorbing power, clenched his teeth, blood and water merged, and at the same time his whole body was completely fused with the armor on his body. After a few breaths, a few words resounded through the world between.

(End of this chapter)