Big dreamer

Latest website: "When the time comes, I, Lingbo City, will accompany you." Faced with Sun Wukong's question, Yang Jian said expressionlessly.

"Have you not finished setting up your talisman array yet?" Hua Shiniang looked at Jue'an and asked with a frown.

"There is still one last Hunyuan Talisman left to connect them together. Hehe... Hozen, you won't be proud for long." Jue'an said with sweating profusely.

As he spoke, he performed a complex hand gesture with both hands, and a huge talisman half a man's height slowly rose in the void in front of him. The talismans on it lit up with golden light little by little, and was completely ignited.

As Jue'an danced his hands forward, the huge talisman began to fly forward, towards the cage.

Seeing the talisman shining with golden light and covering it towards the golden cage, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and suddenly fell down.

"Boom"

A thunderous roar sounded, and purple lightning exploded.

The golden talisman was struck by a purple thunder light, torn directly from the center, and dissipated into dots of starlight. .

"who is it……"

When Jue'an saw that the Hunyuan Talisman was destroyed, he was immediately furious.

Yang Jian frowned, his eyes suddenly raised, and he saw a figure appearing out of thin air above the golden cage, holding a long golden stick and descending towards the cage.

"Sun Wukong... clone?" Against the light and shadow, he could not see the appearance of the person coming.

He raised his hand and danced, and the huge waves covering the golden water prison immediately surged up again, strangulating towards the figure above.

However, the moment the huge wave touched the man, the blue light floated in the water and spread out on its own like lotus petals, creating a channel in the wave, allowing him to pass through.

"Water Dividing Technique..." Yang Jian couldn't help but frown.

He knew that it was not difficult to know the Water Dividing Technique, and he might be able to separate the water flow he controlled. The water type technique that this person practiced must be of high quality, but he didn't know which sect it came from?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a tall young man standing on the wave, but it was Shen Luo.

He held a black and yellow air stick in his hand, and his eyes were staring directly at Yang Jian below, his eyes seemed full of doubts.

"Who is coming?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

"He's just a nobody. There's no need to worry about True Lord Erlang. I just don't understand in my heart why True Lord would collude with these evil spirits and bully them into this square inch mountain?" Shen Luo asked with a frown.

Yang Jian didn't want to explain anything, but in the face of Shenluo's eyes, for some reason, he explained patiently:

"I just want Fang Cunshan to hand over the Shanhe Sheji Map, and promise not to accept foreign disciples in the future. As long as Patriarch Bodhi agrees to these two things, I can not only stop Fang Cunshan's siege, but also help Fangcunshan solve other problems." trouble."

As soon as he said this, Hua Shiniang was greatly dissatisfied.

"Zhenjun's words are too ruthless. In your eyes, our other sects are just tools for your use. Can you turn your back and fight at any time?" Hua Shiniang asked.

Yang Jian glanced at her indifferently and asked, "Isn't it?"

Hua Shiniang froze when she heard this, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed. She only felt that Yang Jian was a rare guy among the gods who was not so hypocritical.

Shen Luo looked at Yang Jian with complicated emotions.

In the future in the dream, they were comrades fighting side by side, but now they have become enemies with swords at each other.

"True Lord, the demons are dormant in front of the world, but their evil intentions have never died. They want to deal with Fang Cunshan, do you really want to help them do evil?" Shen Luo asked.

"How can the troubles in the Three Realms be caused by the demon clan? Without the demon clan, would the human race kill each other? Will the immortal clan suppress other clans?" Yang Jian did not answer directly, but asked instead.

Shen Luo was choked up when he heard the words, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

The demons are only dormant now, and the original alliance between humans and immortals is facing collapse. There are also many internal conflicts between them, so what Yang Jian said is not unreasonable.

"The chaos in the Three Realms is not due to one clan, but to the inability to maintain balance. The human race, the demon clan, the fairy clan, and even the demon clan, all parties are independent of each other and check and balance each other. This is the ultimate balance that the three realms can achieve." Yang Jian continued.

"If that's the case, shouldn't you protect Fang Cun Mountain?" Shen Luo asked with a frown.

Yang Jian understood what he meant and said: "Fangcun Mountain has religions and no distinctions, and all tribes are accepted. Once a huge force of humans, demons, and immortals is formed, it will also hold the 'Mountain, River, Society and Country Map' in its hands, which is related to the stability of the three realms. Do you really think it’s a good thing?”

"I believe in Ancestor Bodhi." Shen Luo said firmly.

Hearing this, Yang Jian suddenly laughed and said, "You believe in Ancestor Bodhi, but what will happen if the situation is like this, where Ancestor Bodhi is assassinated by his own disciples, and Fangcun Mountain falls into his hands?"

Shen Luo looked at Jue An, whom Yang Jian was pointing at, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

If Fangcun Mountain is really controlled by people like Jue'an, it will definitely not be a good thing for the Three Realms.

However, when he thought about it again, Shen Luo felt something was strange... Wasn't it you, Yang Jian, who cooperated with this sneak attack on Patriarch Bodhi and captured Fangcun Mountain?

How can you use this to defeat me?

For a while, neither Shen Luo nor Yang Jian could convince the other.

"No matter what you think, everything will become clear when the Bodhi Secret Realm above is breached." Yang Jian said calmly.

When Shen Luo heard this, he couldn't help but frown. They didn't have time to waste here.

"Great Sage, how are you? Are you ready?" Shen Luo asked after transmitting messages for a while.

"It's been prepared a long time ago, come on." Sun Wukong smiled "hehe".

As soon as he finished speaking, his and Shen Luo's figures started to move at the same time. The two of them seemed to be mirror images, each holding a long stick in their hands, spinning and dancing, and used the stick to shake the sky.

In an instant, the wind roared loudly, and the shadows of sticks appeared in layers all over the sky.

Hua Shiniang was shocked when she saw this.

"Is this kid a descendant of Fangcun Mountain or an ethnic group of Huaguo Mountain?" She couldn't figure it out for a while, but she didn't dare to relax as before, and quickly activated her magical power again to strengthen her golden cage.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, and then his fingers suddenly closed together. The water waves that were broken by Shen Luo's Water Dividing Technique closed again, but this time, Shen Luo was also trapped in it.

Shen Luo suddenly felt the pressure around him increase dramatically. Although he was only in the waves, he suddenly felt that he was deep in a vast ocean and was being squeezed by the power of the entire ocean.

Just when he felt a heaviness in his chest and some difficulty breathing, a majestic breath suddenly surged from below, dissipating more pressure. Only then did he feel little relief, and his sluggish movements became smooth again.

Shen Luo knew in his heart that Sun Wukong had released more power from below, helping him to share more pressure. He immediately focused his eyes and continued to use the Sky-Splitting Stick.