The battle between the two lasted for hundreds of rounds, and it was hard to tell the winner. But then he stopped moving. He no longer competed with martial arts, but changed his magical powers. Sun Wukong escaped and turned into a bird, flying downwards.

Go, when Yuan Hong saw this, he immediately understood what Sun Wukong meant. He moved and turned into a goshawk, chasing the flying bird just now. Like an arrow leaving the string, the eagle's claws stretched out and pounced towards it.

Sun Wukong saw that Yuan Hong also knew the art of transformation, and he became determined to win. The bird changed again and turned into a dragon. He soared into the sky, opened his huge mouth, and swallowed the goshawk. Yuan Hong was shocked and flapped his wings.

, changing the flight direction continuously, constantly dodging the dragon's huge mouth, it was extremely thrilling, countless feathers fell, and it was very embarrassing.

Yuan Hong was furious, and the Xuan Gong was activated. The goshawk made a croaking cry, and disappeared. A golden-winged roc appeared in the sky, feeding on dragons. In Jambudvipa, one could be eaten in one day.

The Dragon King and the five hundred little dragons and the Golden-winged Dapeng rushed towards the Shenlong, opened their mouths, and a huge suction force came, trying to swallow the Shenlong. The Shenlong immediately ran away, how could it dare to fight with the Golden-winged Dapoc.

The two chased each other, constantly using the art of change, and all things in the world kept appearing. All the gods and gods who watched this battle couldn't help but marvel at the exquisite art of change. Both of them are extremely talented people.

, has exquisite supernatural powers and can change everything in the world.

Yang Jian also nodded frequently. He was also proficient in the art of change, and he didn't dare to say that he could surpass the two of them. However, because he was loved by Master Huang Long, some of his art of change had changed, and it was surprisingly powerful, but that was not his art of change.

The reason for his profound attainments is simply his good background.

The two of them fought with each other, and it was difficult to tell the winner. In the end, they had to give up and reappeared not far from Yang Jian, standing facing each other, exuding a terrifying aura.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yuan Hong shook his head slightly and said to Sun Wukong with some regret.

"You and I have similar magical powers and similar methods. It's hard to tell the difference today, so let's just let it go!"

Sun Wukong also knew this, nodded slightly, and agreed to Yuan Hong's proposal. His eyes turned, his fighting spirit became more intense, he looked at Yang Jian with a bright light, and said loudly.

"Zhenjun, although you know that I am no match for you, I still hope to give you some advice today!"

Sun Wukong also knew in his heart that he would not be able to escape being captured today. Fortunately, it was Erlang Shen who came. This was his close friend. It was better to be defeated by him than by an outsider. It just so happened that he was also very curious about the strength of Zhen Sheng, and he was about to capture it today.

A little teaching would also be of great benefit to his future practice.

Sun Wukong is wise and thoughtful. He has long known that even if he is captured by the heaven, his life will never be in danger. He just doesn't know what the people behind him are plotting against him and what he wants him to do, but he is not worried about his own safety.

Yang Jian saw that Sun Wukong had no fear and his eyes were clear and clear. He knew that Sun Wukong understood in his heart, so he was not polite and said casually.

"You can take action as much as you like, and I'll take care of you!"

Sun Wukong laughed loudly, without being polite, and directly smashed the golden cudgel at Erlang Shen. Erlang Shen did not use his own three-pointed two-edged sword, raised it with one hand, and grabbed the golden cudgel. Sun Wukong applied force on the stick.

The overwhelming power seemed to not exist, it disappeared without a trace, and could not shock the True Monarch Xian Sheng even a little bit.

Sun Wukong's face changed, and he was horrified. He didn't expect that his full-strength strike had no effect. He was taken over by Yang Jian, the Erlang God. The gap between the quasi-sage realm and the Da Luo Jinxian was far beyond his reach.

imagination.

Sun Wukong tried all his strength to pull back the golden cudgel in Yang Jian's hand, but he couldn't succeed. His face turned red. Seeing this, Yang Jian smiled slightly and released his hand. Sun Wukong was using all his strength at this time.

, suddenly the end of the stick was loosened, and he shot out like a cannonball. After a long time, he stopped retreating, his eyes shot out golden light, and his eyes cast an unprecedented cautious look, and his fighting spirit soared again.

, the golden hoop in his hand suddenly grew in size, and he hugged the small end of the golden hoop tightly with both hands, and the other end was huge and boundless, like a pillar of heaven collapsing and hitting Yang Jian on the side.

Yang Jian took his time. He spread his feet slightly, raised his hands to support the Tianzhu, and his body sank slightly. Then he exerted force on his waist, straightened up again, pushed upwards hard, and the golden cudgel slammed upwards.

Lift it up and bring Sun Wukong high into the sky.

If Sun Wukong at this time is like the ancestral wizard Gonggong during the Lich War, who broke Mount Buzhou alone and wanted to destroy the world, with unparalleled power; then Yang Jian is the great Pangu god who opened up the ancient world and opened up the world.

Heaven and earth, immeasurable divine power, immeasurable magical power.

Sun Wukong Liang Mang shrunk the golden cudgel, stabilized his body, shouted loudly, and his body suddenly grew bigger, reaching a height of ten thousand feet. It was the magic of the sky and the earth. He moved towards Yang Jian with one step and stepped on it with one foot.

Below, the sun above Yang Jian's head was blocked, and there was darkness, as if the sky had collapsed.

After all, Yang Jian is an arrogant person. How could he be willing to be stepped on by Sun Wukong? Five rays of brilliance, green, yellow, red, white, and black, were shot out from behind. With a swipe, Sun Wukong's true body disappeared.

He was brushed into the five-color divine light by Yang Jian.

The five-color divine light was Kong Xuan's special skill. When Yang Jian first fought against him, he did not dare to resist. Fortunately, the Five Elements Escape Light taught by Master Huanglong could avoid the divine light. Later, it was Master Huanglong who took action to defeat Kong.

Xuan surrendered and made him worship the Jiejiao, and he is now the person in charge of the Jiejiao. The magical power used by Master Huanglong to surrender Kong Xuan was also a five-color divine light. Yang Jian's magical power at this time was learned from Master Huanglong.

In the Yaochi, the Randen Ancient Buddha looked at the familiar magical power, his face twitched slightly, and he remembered the unpleasant memories of being hanged and beaten by Kong Xuan, and remembered that his psychic power was taken away, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Five-color divine light!"

The Jade Emperor and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva all turned their attention to the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng. Seeing his ferocious expression, they knew that he was recalling the past. Kong Xuan was now the chief disciple of Jie Jiao and was in charge of the great religion. After hearing this, they even beheaded him.

After killing the two corpses of good and evil, he has profound cultivation and vast supernatural powers, which are even better than Tathagata Buddha. The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng has no hope of revenge in this life, so he can only endure it.

After Yang Jian captured Sun Wukong, he did not stop. He glanced at Yuan Hong and motioned for him to follow. He flew towards the thirty-three days away and arrived at the Nantian Gate in the blink of an eye. Without any stop, a stream of light flashed past.

, appeared in Yaochi.

King Zengguang of Nantianmen and others did not stop him at all. How could they not know who it was? Yang Jian, the True Lord of Xiansheng, the first disciple of three generations of Chanjiao, a quasi-sage, a great supernatural power that even the Jade Emperor ignored. Where could they be?
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