Through the heavens game

Chapter 137 Swallowing the Devil's Jar
And that was the future. At the moment, Ji Boliao could already clearly feel the morale of the troops behind him dropping a bit, while those in front of him were rising!

Wang Zun, where did you find him!

Moreover, the monkey who is comparable to the young supreme king would really rather follow Wang Zun?Would rather enter the mortal world?
Why is he?

Ji Boliao was angry and jealous, but he was helpless.

……

Killing the people of the Xiqi Zhou Dynasty with one blow, everyone in Yashan City burst into laughter, wantonly satirizing the people of the Xiqi Zhou Dynasty, turning their satirical expressions green and white, and let out a bad breath.

Yuan Hong, who was in mid-air, naturally didn't stop, all kinds of dirty words were assimilated into the greeting, and he laughed at Ji Boliao.

Ji Boliao looked extremely embarrassed and waved his hand to the person behind him.

"Go, kill him for me, if you lose, there is no point in returning!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The man who answered him was a man who was selected by him from an army of millions. For more than ten years, he has been guarding him continuously. kill everything.

The man walked out slowly, the armor on his body flashed, and he was wrapped tightly with a clanging sound, a blatant murderous aura rushed out again, the energy around him was turbulent, and he drew his sword, and the cyan dragon suddenly appeared, embracing him for a while. Yuan Hong roared, and the sound of the sword shook the sky!
Looking at the dragon-shaped sword energy, Yuan Hong frowned and nodded seriously: "I hate the dragon clan, so I also hate you. I have decided to blow your head off."

The man pointed at Yuan Hong with a murderous intent, and said in a cold voice: "Don't treat me as the same trash as Mu Shou. He is sloppy, but I will not be sloppy. Your Highness asked me to chop off your head. If everything is cut, His Highness will probably redouble his anger."

After finishing speaking, the male and eyebrows gathered together, surrounded by dragon-shaped sword energy, and the sound of the sword and the dragon's chant shook the sky.

And Yuan Hong also gave a smirk, picked up a water and fire stick, stirred thousands of water and fire, brought a large amount of energy, like a heavy mountain, and fell hard!

The man's sword is flexible and full of killing intent, and his moves are extremely fierce.Surrounded by cyan sword dragons, they spit out a large amount of sword energy from time to time, and their paths are thousands of feet long, enough to seriously injure ordinary Void-Refining and Dao-level realms.

But Yuan Hong's stick technique was rough and arrogant, he was obviously thin but extremely powerful, the shadows of the sticks he pulled up were like thousands of mountains, every stroke seemed to have a mountain falling down.

The two of them were fighting fiercely, with sword shadows surrounding each other, water and fire shaking the sky, and they were fighting fiercely. All their moves were aimed at the face-to-face stage.

Soon, the clothes on Yuan Hong's body were in tatters, hanging on his body like rags, his thin body was covered with sword marks, the wounds were hideous, and there was a green halo flashing, crazily destroying Yuan Hong's body, preventing him from recovering. , Brightness is a man's macrostructure.

And the man is not feeling well either, his whole body is bruised and purple from being beaten with a stick, and there are bloodstains on the corner of his mouth. If someone can see his internal organs, it is not difficult to find out. Many internal organs are obviously full of cracks, like porcelain, as if light It breaks at the slightest touch.

The two are inseparable.

But at this moment, Wang Zun narrowed his eyes, caught a glimpse of Yuan Hong's slightly trembling body, and chuckled lightly.

It seems that you can't help but try your best?
As soon as the idea fell, Yuan Hong tore off the clothes on his upper body, a burst of golden light shone, and the whole area stretched three meters away, revealing the real body of the arm-armed ape!

At the same time, a terrifying smell rushed out of him, and golden air waves slowly wrapped around his body.

At this moment, those people who know the past and the present all widened their eyes, looked at the golden-haired monkey standing proudly in the middle, and uttered nonsense, shocked: "The arm-armed monkey!"

"Where did this spirit monkey come from? The four spirit monkeys have not been born for ten thousand years!!"

"Taking the sun and the moon, shrinking thousands of mountains, discerning good and evil, messing with the universe, and the five elements are not in the three realms! This, this is really one of the four great monkeys!"

"Spirit Monkey really became Wang Zun's follower? This..."

"So powerful in the mortal world?"

On the other side, 'Kacha' Ji Boliao clenched his fists fiercely, looking at Yuan Hong who had transformed into his real body in the field, roaring wildly in his heart.

"Why the hell is this kind of thing here! Why does it follow Wang Zun!"

Although Ji Boliao roared wildly in his heart, he still couldn't stop things from happening.He was touched by it, so the innately monstrous spirit clan is indeed Wang Zun's follower!
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in the field.

Yuan Hong was dressed in golden hair, and his arrogance rose several minutes. He carried a water and fire stick that had also grown in size, and tightly pushed the man into a disadvantage.

In the end, taking advantage of the gap between his horse's feet, he flew the sword in his hand, picked up the mourning stick, from top to bottom, with the shadow of a thousand-foot stick, he slammed the man into a bloody mist.

He slapped the man's eyebrows to death with a stick, and the latter also threw his sword on the verge of death, piercing one of Yuan Hong's arms, causing him serious injuries.

Pulling out the sword and throwing it away, Yuan Hong spat, his whole body was shining with golden light, stained with traces of blood, standing in the void and looking at all directions and the whole world.

The people of the Xiqi Zhou Dynasty were extremely embarrassed, and the morale of the million-strong army was falling.

On the other hand, the wealthy businessman cheered and shouted the name of the mortal world, and his morale rose rapidly, reaching the peak soon!

Yuan Hong took a deep breath, wiped the blood on his face, and hooked his fingers at Ji Boliao with a wicked smile: "Hey, little boy, come on, while your monkey is injured, let you fight me with one hand!"

Ji Boliao's expression suddenly turned black, and thick clouds swirled over his face.

Slapping away the person who tried to persuade him, Ji Boliao took a step forward, his voice was low and full of killing intent: "You must die here! Together with Wang Zun and the mortal world that you deserved!" !"

Yuan Hong smiled evilly, and just when he was about to speak, the space behind him shook slightly, and Wang Zun walked out of it.

"Go and rest, he will be handed over to me." Wang Zun said.

Now Yuan Hong has already fought two people in a row, although they both won, but they also spent a lot of money and suffered heavy injuries, so they can be rotten against Ji Boliao.If it was Yuan Hong's heyday, he might still be able to compete with him, but it's not clear today.

The truth is, Ji Boliao is much stronger than his followers, the so-called supreme youth of the human race cannot be despised.

"Yuan Hong, do you want to run away!" Seeing Wang Zun coming out, Ji Boliao said coldly.

Seeing Ji Boliao's furious appearance, he wished to imitate him mechanically.

Turning his big eyes, Yuan Hong extended his middle finger to Ji Boliao, patted his buttocks and walked back, saying lazily: "Oh, this is the order of Emperor Guangtian, the monkey must obey!  … Hehehe, I'm not so stupid, I still fight with you when I'm injured? If you want to kill me, then come and chase me, come to the barracks to chase me!"

Yuan Hong made it clear that he didn't want to fight him, he laughed and ran back to the city wall.

Ji Boliao was almost bleeding from the monkey's anger and held it in his mouth.

Chase you in the barracks?Why don't you take a walk in my barracks?

Seeing this, Wang Zun finally couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, Ji Boliao, how am I in the world of mortals, isn't it funny, like crushing your followers, crushing your guards? "

Ji Boliao's expression was ashamed and extremely gloomy: "Wang Zun, do you finally dare to come out? Talking too much is harmful. Today you will definitely be suppressed and killed by me here, and you will become a stepping stone on my path to supremacy."

He slowly pulled out a long knife, three fingers wide, but two meters long, like the most pure gemstone in the world, crystal clear, emitting a faint radiance, a fierce energy emanating from it, vivid It is a rare treasure.

Wang Zun squinted his eyes and didn't sarcastically again. He flipped his hand, and the sword embryo was thrown into his hand, dispersing the mother energy of all things, and the sword intent shot up into the sky. Most of the sword energy surrounded him like a hurricane, cutting the surrounding space The sound of "呲呲" shocked all directions.

"The second level of refining the gods and fighting against the void, I was in the critical moment of refining the black coffin, and I was seriously injured by you. This revenge, it seems that I can take revenge today!"

"Heh, then come and try it, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you lose again this time," Wang Zun's expression turned slightly cold: "But you will die and go home."

The arrogance burst out suddenly on his body, and the phantom behind him showed it, and Wang Zun used the Kunpeng method, which was just over a thousand meters long and arrived in an instant.

The energy around him surged, the sword intent was fierce, Shi Jian Dao instigated, thousands of feet of sword energy was unleashed, hundreds of sword shadows floated around, and he slashed at Ji Boliao!

"It's up to me to say that." Ji Boliao let out a sinister smile, folded the long knife, and slashed upwards heavily.

An equally fierce sword light of a thousand feet, like a blade tearing apart everything, collided fiercely with Wang Zun's sword energy, and dissipated into nothingness.

"The realm is only the fourth realm of refining the gods and fighting against the void, but the combat power, power... the third level?"

Wang Zun saw the details of Ji Boliao, muttered, and waved his hand, all the sword shadows around him suddenly aimed at Ji Boliao, tearing through the air, shooting towards Ji Boliao like shooting stars.

At the same time, he shook Ji Boliao's hand, his sword intent soared, and a large hand made of sword energy spread out in the void. It was about a thousand feet wide, and wherever it went, the space shattered and the energy was chaotic. He gripped Ji Boliao heavily. !
The giant palm fell, and thousands of feet of sword shadow shot out, and then exploded one after another. In the scorching white light, circles of terrifying energy attacks scattered out.

The light dimmed, and after the energy dissipated, Ji Boliao's figure played in the attack, and a pale white halo played around his body, which was now covered with cracks. Ji Boliao poked lightly, and it turned into fragments and scattered.

Looking at Wang Zun, Ji Boliao pointed his saber straight at him, and said sarcastically, "Hmph, I'm only at the second stage of refining the gods, and it's pretty good to be able to reach this level."''

In fact, he was a little bit annoyed. Unexpectedly, Wang Zun's realm was two small realms lower than his own, but his combat power was not much different from his own. It can be seen that Wang Zun's innate talent is really against the sky.

Wang Zun didn't speak, but pointed to his rear.

Two figures played out, one was ferocious like thunder, and the atmosphere around him boiled like magma, while the other was ethereal like the wind, as if it didn't come from this world indifferently.

But what coincides is that the long swords in their hands are exuding familiar poetic swordsmanship, mysterious and ethereal, as if carrying an ancient charm, and every sword stabs at him every step of the way.

What's terrible is that these two figures are exactly the same as Wang Zun, even the realm is exactly the same!

"This is, your avatar!? Why is the smell exactly the same as yours!" Ji Boliao exclaimed in surprise, raised the long knife in his hand, and rippled thousands of rays of light, blocking the attack of the two.

"Hehe, if you die, I will be very happy to explain to you." Wang Zun laughed, holding the sword embryo in his hand, stepping on the Kunpeng method, and plunged into the battle group.

The four figures fought in a melee, Wang Zun and the two Huashen fought against Ji Boliao, the unparalleled sword energy was displayed rampantly, and the artistic conception of poetry and swordsmanship was linked together.

The three people have the same mind, relying on the way of poetry and swordsmanship to suppress Ji Boliao, no matter how he roared and raged, they couldn't do any harm to Wang Zun.

The same is true for Wang Zun.

Bang!
Suddenly, Ji Boliao offered up a two-foot bronze cauldron, with mountains, rivers and rivers engraved on it, and secret patterns. It floated above his head, casting a faint light and surrounding him. The previous blow from Wang Zun was the result of this moment.

Even though the sword energy was flashing, the kunpeng was screaming, and Wang Zun's three incarnations used the kunpeng method in the way of poetry and swords at the same time, they still had only a slight advantage and could not attack Ji Boliu for a long time.

In the distance, in the bronze hall, True Lord Qingxu Pingde looked through the hall and looked at Wang Zun and the two clones in horror.

After a long time, he sighed heavily, his eyes may not be cloudy or sunny.

"One Qi Transforms Three Purities? Is that move really One Qi Transforms Three Purities? Such a peerless skill, even I can't get it, where did he get it..."

Pressing his brows, the Qingxu Moral True Monarch's murderous intent towards Ye Wang Zun was further enhanced.

Others might not be able to see it, but how could he not be able to see that the 'Wang Zun' who snatched the black coffin on Jianmu Shenshan that day was one of the two incarnations.

"No wonder you were able to deceive me that day, it's really unforgivable..."

True Monarch Qingxu Pingde said, remembering that he had destroyed the treasure Qianyan Fengbo, but only killed one clone, and felt heart-wrenching sadness in his heart.

True Monarch Qingxu Morality shot murderous intent in his eyes, looking at Wang Zun, he wished he could go out and kill him right now, but he finally endured it.

"Wang Zunzi, let's see how you escape in this battle on Yashan, and how you can escape from the palm of my hand!"

On the frontal battlefield, in front of a million-strong army, Wang Zun was fighting with Ji Boliao inseparably.

Surrounded by Wang Zun and the two incarnations, the sword is like a rainbow, and the torrential sword intent sweeps the world, and the surrounding ten thousand meters have been completely surrounded by sword energy and sword light.

These sword qi are either ethereal, ferocious, or plain and calm, but with a cold aura that can tear everything apart.

Wang Zun and the two incarnations used the Kunpeng method, surrounded by golden light, shocking all directions, like a god king.

Ji Boliao had a small bronze cauldron above his head, which cast white light around his body. The long knife shone brightly, and blood surged all over his body, making a "swishing" sound, and each stroke was filled with majestic killing intent.

"Just a second-level Qi Refining and God Transformation, how can you resist me!!" After being under pressure for a long time, Ji Boliao roared, swung his long knife, and used his unique secret technique!
"Tower!"

Ji Boliao yelled angrily, suddenly a lot of sharp sword lights erupted all over his body, a huge force slammed into Wang Zun and his avatar, and they were slammed into a distance of [-] meters.

These saber glows were not like before, they didn't shoot at Wang Zun, but surrounded Ji Boliao's body, spinning wildly in the middle, reaching a height of [-] meters, standing in the middle like a pagoda.

The sword glow spun, tearing everything apart, smashing all the incoming sword energy into pieces.

With a small bronze tripod on top of his head and a [-]-meter-long sword-maneuvering Buddha outside his body, Ji Boliao, with a trace of black energy all over his body, stared at Wang Zun with murderous intent.

"Wang Zun, you will die today! Take your head as a sacrifice to my treasure!"

Wang Zun didn't talk to him, his eyes sparkled, and he played the Kunpeng method with the three incarnations. Surrounded by three golden phantoms, they pulled out afterimages from behind.

The long sword in his hand was swinging, and most of the sword energy rushed towards Ji Boliao from all directions, and with unparalleled power, it slashed heavily on the sword tower.

The sword tower rotated, and all the sword energy was shattered into pieces, while the Daomang Buddha still stood proudly on the spot.

Ji Boliao snorted coldly, disdainful, the saber glow Buddha gave off a chill, surrounded by most of the sword glow, sharp and ferocious, all of them would be crushed when they attacked, this was Ji Boliao's main attack and kill move.

When he was in the first realm of almighty power, he had already relied on this move to stand proudly in the void, fight alone against several people of the same realm, and behead them one by one.

Wang Zun had a dignified expression, stepped on the Kunpeng method, and stood with the two incarnations, his arrogance suddenly soared, and he waved out three terrifying sword auras that were almost ten feet high!

'boom! ! '

The sword tower resisted three horrific sword auras nearly ten thousand feet high, but the Daomangfutu was only shaken, and Ji Boliao's body swayed slightly, which counteracted the force.

"Hahaha! Wang Zun, do you only have this little strength! You can't even break through my spells, let alone me in the bronze cauldron. Although I am surprised by your combat power, I am already invincible!" You will be killed by me!"

Even though he said so, Ji Boliao was secretly startled in his heart.

After fighting for a period of time, Ji Boliao has recognized that the incarnation of the ethereal meaning of being out of the dust is the one on the Jianmu Shenshan!

How is this possible, what are those two incarnations, why do they have the same realm and strength as me?
I thought that he would be able to easily win the battle if he was two levels above him, but he fell into this kind of tug-of-war.

Moreover, millions of troops are watching from a distance, how can he not die, how can he support, I am the number one genius!

"Wang Zun, you must not live!"

Ji Boliao's eyes sparkled, and he rushed toward Wang Zun from the tower. A strange golden light shone in his hand.

Seeing Ji Boliao rushing towards him, Wang Zun snorted coldly.

Although Ji Boliao is crazy, but he does have the resources to be crazy, and when fighting Ji Boliao, it is still a little difficult for Wang Zun to fight Ji Boliao without using the Heaven Swallowing Magic Pot, age and age.The truth is, Ji Boliao also has a lot of magical treasures.

What's more, Ji Boliao is indeed innate, he also practiced the general method, he can walk on his own path in the future, and now he has reached such a state by himself, he is worthy of being the supreme youth, and his name matches his reality.

If it weren't for relying on one Qi to transform the Three Purities, Wang Zun would not have the advantage at this time. The ethereal Poetry Swordsmanship and the Earthly Grid's ferocious Poetry Swordsmanship, the combination of the two, together with great power, gave Ji Boliao turned into a lot of trouble.

With a soft drink, two avatars came up to cover Ji Boliao from both sides, Wang Zun's eyes sparkled, and his hands slid in a new trajectory.

Ji Boliao's attack was both offensive and defensive, and it was indeed difficult to deal with. All the moves that he attacked would be torn apart by infinite sword light.

If you use the Heaven Swallowing Magic Pot or Age Jane, it can indeed be crushed, but Wang Zun doesn't want to show his cards in front of millions of people in the Zhou Dynasty. These are big killers and should not be used repeatedly. They are used to deal with Da Neng and even Da Luo. of.

"Huh, Liu Shenfa, it's been a long time since I used it."

Wang Zun slides his hands, and every gesture contains supreme meaning. If someone carefully investigates Wang Zun's gestures, they will be surprised to find that these mysterious gestures are connected together to look like a tree.

(End of this chapter)