Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Roar!"

Jin Maohuan, who already had the strength of the Golden Immortal Realm, raised his head and roared. As soon as the roar came, Guanyin and Zhen Yuanzi immediately discovered the level of his strength.

Calmness faded from their faces.

"It's the Golden Immortal. It seems to be a ferocious beast that escaped from the wilderness."

Zhen Yuanzi had some guesses, but he couldn't figure out why a golden beast appeared in the blink of an eye, and it was well hidden under their noses.

With the Golden Immortal around, fighting is no longer as calm as before. In the realm of the Golden Immortal, if it is possible not to start a war, then naturally it is best not to fight.

There are tens of millions of golden elixir immortals in this world, and there are nearly a million earth immortals, but there are probably less than two hundred heavenly immortals at the top.

The Golden Immortals can be counted with one palm. Da Luo, who is above the Golden Immortals, has only heard that Tathagata Buddha has reached that realm. No one can tell whether it is true or not, because no one in the world has reached Da Luo.

Every Golden Immortal has his own abilities. High-level Golden Immortals must use all their strength to suppress low-level Golden Immortals, and they must always be prepared to be bitten back.

The longer you live, the less courage you get.

And in their eyes, it is not worth starting a war with the Golden Immortal because of a "little demon" from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

"We have no intention of fighting you, so please leave."

Zhen Yuanzi is the ancestor of earth immortals no matter what, and he speaks with a bit of arrogance when facing ordinary golden immortals. He and Guanyin are both golden immortals. It may be a bit embarrassing to deal with a golden immortal ferocious beast that escaped from the wilderness, but There is no way to lose.

"Roar!" The Golden Retriever roared, and the fireworks with its four hooves like lotus exploded, holding the Golden Retriever fiercely forward and biting Zhen Yuanzi.

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, the poor monk is here to stop this ferocious beast. You must kill the evil spirit quickly and take revenge."

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva had long seen that the golden-haired animal was so powerful and wanted to catch it as a mount. He immediately did not mind that he would be at a disadvantage by choosing a stronger one, so he made a secret, pressed his hand forward, and faced the golden-haired animal.

"good!"

Zhen Yuanzi was filled with rage at this time. He just wanted to kill He Cheng to vent his anger for having thirty ginseng fruits eaten. He waved his sleeves and all the magic weapons on He Cheng flew up and rolled to the ground.

"Suffer death!"

After removing all the magic weapons from He Cheng's body, Zhen Yuanzi's left hand reached out for the cuff embroidered with Bagua and hit He Cheng firmly.

He Cheng's chest trembled, and he rolled back, pulling out a white line in the air and drilling into the mountain.

The white line is like a sharp knife, diagonally cutting the hill into upper and lower halves!

Boom!

The mountain shook, and half of the hill slipped down. Looking at the fracture, it was as smooth as a mirror!

"What a strength!"

He Cheng floated up from the collapsed mountain, his red robe was damaged.

"What a hard body!" Zhen Yuanzi was greatly surprised. Although he did not take the route of tempering the body and polishing the body, the power of one palm would make even an indestructible golden Arhat probably have to vomit a thousand-year-old Buddha's blood. No match.

"It's indecent to come and go without reciprocating, just watch for a beating!"

He Cheng stepped forward and twisted his waist, the wind roared under his feet, and he struck with the power of six dragons in his right hand.

"dragon?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and swiped upwards. The six dragon powers on He Cheng's fist had melted away. The power of the dragon, which was infinitely powerful to the immortal, was like a little joke in front of the golden immortal. .

Boom! Boom!

Although the dragon's power was easily broken, He Cheng's right hand did not pause. He slapped it down and hit Zhen Yuanzi's raised palm.

The air wave that was set off was like a storm, sweeping over a radius of more than thirty miles in an instant. The strong wind was so strong that all the vegetation was bent down without exception!

In the center of the air wave, Zhen Yuanzi forcefully struck He Cheng with a palm. Unexpectedly, his body strength was so powerful. His body swayed and he almost fell into the clouds.

"What a brutal body!"

"Since when do you care whether I am strong or not?"

He Cheng stepped forward with his right foot, and punched him with his right hand. However, this punch changed the power of the dragon and used the magical power of "moving mountains and unloading ridges".

Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth and raised his hands to pick it up.

He originally thought that He Cheng relied on the ferocious beasts that came out of the wilderness as his assistant, so he dared to challenge himself. However, he did not expect that He Cheng, who had no magic power at all, would turn himself into a golden immortal with the power of raising his hand. Top notch, powerless to parry.

"Are you also a ferocious beast that emerged from the great world? How could a ferocious beast have human sanity and turn into a human form?"

"Huh? What?"

He Cheng had the upper hand with two moves, and the strength in his hands kept on going, and he followed up with three more punches.

The three punches looked normal, but if faced by a human city, the violent wind erupted from the fist would be enough to turn the entire city into powder, and a mountain would turn into a canyon in the wind of the fist!

Becoming a golden immortal in the flesh is far from the same as becoming a golden immortal through cultivating magic power. The body is the Dharma and the body is the treasure!

Although it's nothing fancy, it integrates offense and defense.

"puff!"

Zhen Yuanzi retreated with blood in his eyes, and drove away from him through the clouds.

Compared with the complacency he felt when he first blocked He Cheng, Zhen Yuanzi kept sucking the air in his mouth.

His body is far stronger than the magic weapon, he is unparalleled in strength, kill? Can't kill.

"Don't you have any more magic? The ancestor of the dignified Earth Immortal should not have a silver pewter spear head, right?"

He Cheng made a mockery.

This is just a "joke" about the world of Journey to the West. The characters here are far from the real characters of Journey to the West. At least the description of Sun Wukong in the original work is better than the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva in front of him.

But in the original work, Sun Wukong was trapped in the hands of Zhen Yuanzi with a flick of his sleeves, without any strength to break free.

"It's really the difference between genuine and pirated copies."

Although He Cheng was sarcastic, his attitude was very serious. Zhen Yuanzi was either a god who relied on his body to make a living, or a "pirate", so he had to have some skills.

"Joke! I'll show you my true magical powers!"

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeve with his left hand, and swung it towards He Cheng, "Look at the magical power in my sleeve!"

The suction force came fiercely, and He Cheng couldn't control his body and dived into the cuff.

The skylight and the ground seemed to be pulled into Zhen Yuanzi's sleeves.

"It's just a trail!"

Zhen Yuanzi had already seen the victory, and saw that He Cheng could only hold on for half a breath before flying towards his sleeves. He secretly relieved himself and finally solved the problem.

"Roar!"

Unexpectedly, the flying He Cheng suddenly tore his clothes in mid-air, and his body swelled violently!

It didn't stop until it reached one hundred, sixty or seventy feet.

The huge body resisted Zhen Yuanzi's magical power, and it was only three feet away from him.

A pair of eyes, like a bloody sun, stared at Zhen Yuanzi.

A crack opened between his eyebrows, revealing a huge eyeball. In front of the eyeball, Zhen Yuanzi was as small as an ant compared to an apple.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the scarlet eyes that covered the sky and the sun, and seemed to see a vast sea of ​​blood inside, a mountain made of hundreds of millions of bones, and the destruction of a world!

Whoosh——

He Cheng, who returned to his original form, finally couldn't resist the magical power of Qiankun in the sleeve and was sucked into the sleeve.

"Huh!" Zhen Yuanzi let out a long breath, this battle was considered won.

Only then did he have the intention to look at Avalokitesvara, only to find that the golden retriever had attacked continuously and had the upper hand for a while!

"Be careful, Immortal Zhenyuan! He is the Hanbao Hecheng who fought with Buddha that day!"

Guanyin saw He Cheng's original form, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of a six-eared macaque. He immediately thought of He Cheng. He didn't believe that He Cheng could fail so easily.

Wow~

Zhen Yuanzi heard the sound of water in his sleeves.

He looked into the world of Qiankun in his sleeves.

I saw the six-eared and three-eyed Hanbao, which was one hundred sixty-seven feet high, making a wound on his body and letting out blood.

When the blood reached his knees, Hanbao lay down and was submerged in the blood.

"Ouch!!"

An evil dragon with wings and ribs flew out of the bloody water and tore its sleeves to escape!

The dragon body is more than two hundred feet long, with blazing flames on its body. It also has six ears and three eyes.

"Roar" the evil dragon roared and swallowed Zhen Yuanzi in one mouthful!