Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 226 Where did I, Yang Jian, come from as an elder!
"Nezha!"

"Nezha Third Prince!"

In the canyon, the mountains and ravines, when they saw the little figure in the sky, everyone recognized it.

After all, Nezha was also the great god of the Three Altars of the Heavenly Court back then, with strong strength, and a well-known and powerful man in the Three Realms.

Coupled with Nezha's distinctive features, how could the Eighteenth Demon King not recognize it?
Even if it is the Golden Emperor, although he has never seen it, he has heard of it.

I recognized it at a glance.

Nezha first glanced around the Eighteen Demon Kings, then his eyes fell on the Golden Emperor, and said disdainfully: "What kind of bullshit Golden Emperor are you, and you say you are the senior of my elder brother Yang Jian?"

"Hmph! In the current Three Realms, what kind of bird people have come out! My big brother Yang Jian has turned down to the heaven, what's the matter, seeing my big brother Yang Jian's reputation is getting better, so he came out to use my big brother's name to do things?"

Nezha suddenly raised his voice, and said, "You are so brave!"

Upon hearing these words, Jin Huang's expression darkened instantly.

Especially when he felt the eyes of the dozen or so demon kings around him were on him, the Golden Emperor did not expect that the little doll in front of him would be so rude, and he would scold him as soon as he met him. Where would he put his face?
"Nezha!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, naughty boy!"

"Don't you know me?"

"Yo, who are you?"

Nezha clasped his hands on his chest, condescending, turned his eyes sideways, and said, "Come on, let me hear your name, and see if you can scare me!"

"It's fine if you can be scared, but if you can't be scared..."

Nezha paused slightly, and snorted, "Then no matter what kind of bullshit you are today, today you will become the soul of my young master!"

"Bastard!"

Jin Huang flicked his sleeves, and there was some anger on his face, he said: "You baby, you used to be the spirit pearl of Empress Nuwa, how can you be so unruly now? Do you really think you are very powerful? "

When the Golden Emperor was about to speak, Nezha interrupted him impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense! Either just talk about your name, or just come and do it!"

"you……"

The Golden Emperor was furious and said, "Where's Yang Jian? I want to talk to him!"

It's so annoying to talk to this little doll who doesn't know etiquette!

"You still have to talk to my elder brother Yang Jian, it's a beautiful idea!"

Hearing this, Nezha snorted coldly, "What are you worthy of?"

"Forget it, Rory is so wordy, talking to you is too much work! Call me first!"

Immediately afterwards, Nezha stepped on the hot wheel and stabbed directly with a fire-pointed gun in his hand.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this scene, the Golden Emperor was furious, and hit him as soon as he said he wanted to, what a bastard who doesn't understand etiquette!
No wonder Empress Nuwa didn't want to see her back then, and she just let her reincarnate.

The flames roared, roaring.

Jin Huang looked at the dozen or so demon kings beside him who retreated tacitly, and cursed inwardly, what a bastard!
However, he also understood in his heart that the eighteen demon kings wanted to see his strength.

If he can't defeat Nezha quickly today, I'm afraid the eighteen demon kings are also planning to flee.

Immediately, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, and a terrifying head appeared in the void, and he roared loudly.

boom!
The sound was deafening, and the void was like waves, rising layer by layer.

The energy that swept out directly blocked Nezha's attack.

Then a broad sword emerged from Jin Huang's hand, and his figure floated in the air, attacking Nezha.

"Good come!"

Seeing the Golden Emperor showing his strength, Nezha was not surprised but delighted.

He has just broken through to the peak of Taiyi, and he really needs a good opponent to vent his anger.

But in the Zhenjun Temple, except for Brother Yang Jian, no one else is his opponent.

And he couldn't let go of his own hands, and he couldn't fight with brother Yang Jian.

This Golden Emperor's strength is not bad!

Boom boom boom!
One person is holding a fire pointed gun, and the flames are surging!
Holding a broad sword in one hand, the momentum is unparalleled!

The two sides came and went, and for a while they were fighting evenly.

Xianli oscillated in the void, and the aftermath swept away, and the surrounding mountain peaks were constantly blown away.

As for the eighteen demon kings, they went to a distance and watched closely.

Now that the situation is not clear enough, they dare not go over to help.

Jin Huang swung his sword, but Nezha blocked it with his spear.

Out of the corner of his eye, he naturally saw the expressions of the eighteen demon kings in the distance, and his thoughts on the latter were immediately inseparable.

"It can't go on like this. This is just Nezha from the Temple of the True Monarch. If I can't even take him down in a short time, how can I convince those demon kings that he can stop Yang Jian?"

Jin Huang thought quickly in his heart.

He couldn't give up on the eighteen demon kings, because now they had just been resurrected and needed a lot of blood food to prolong their lives and maintain their life energy. He needed manpower to help them capture a lot of blood food.

Thinking of this, Jin Huang suddenly let out a loud roar, and spewed out a stream of magic power from his mouth.

next moment!
He raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, his figure suddenly changed into a giant beast.

It looks like a dog, with golden hair all over, only a little red hair on the neck.

"It turned out to be him!"

In the depths of the sky, Yang Jian stood on the top of the cloud, condescending, and his eyes fluctuated slightly after seeing the golden emperor's illusion.

Jin Guangxian!
It's really this one!

It seemed that there were still some secrets that he didn't understand in the conferred gods back then.

Originally, he wasn't going to follow, after all, Nezha had given him a mission, but Yang Jian was worried, so he followed him anyway.

It's fine if it's an ordinary monster. According to Nezha's current cultivation, they are the only ones who can surpass him!
But now it seems that those ancient gods are involved. Although there are seals in the Three Realms, those ancient gods are too old, and they know a lot of complicated things.

After recognizing the identity of the "Golden Emperor", Yang Jian did not stop.

So what about Jin Guangxian?What about the Seven Immortals who attended the teaching?
The interception is gone!
What's more, he is still a person who expounds teachings!What does it have to do with interception?

In the later period of Conferred God, the immortals of the two sects fought in a melee, and their brains were almost blown out!
Where are the elders from now?

Rely on the old and sell the old, and don't look at what you are!
There is no relationship between Jin Guangxian and Yang Jian!

boom!
The Jin Guangxian, who had transformed into the prototype, was so aggressive and his mana roared that he actually suppressed Nezha.

It means that Nezha has a lot of innate spirit treasures in his hands, otherwise he will lose!
"What a monster!"

"It turned out to be a poodle, and its imposing manner is quite good. Do you think this will definitely eat me, my lord?"

"Three heads and six arms!"

Nezha didn't hesitate, and directly used his supernatural powers, and the Huojian Gun, Hong Tianling, and Qiankun Circle greeted him one after another.

Rumble!
The two sides fought fiercely together again!
Yang Jian didn't intervene either, since Nezha wants to fight, let's have a good time!

The strong come out of every battle!

There is no mention of retreating for hundreds of years or thousands of years of cultivation to become a Daluo or a saint!

"only……"

Yang Jian raised his hand and tapped the void a few times, the void rippled.

"This Jin Guangxian keeps talking about his elders, but secretly thinks about how to plot against him!"

Yang Jian could naturally see that this Jin Guangxian was not only fighting Nezha, but also arranging a formation, which was the four-element formation.

After all, the former is still different from those ordinary wild monsters. They worshiped under the Jiejiao back then, and what they practiced was the orthodox Taoism.

This four-element formation is still a very good formation, very powerful, and it also made things difficult for many Chanjiao disciples back then.

If Jin Guangxian's arrangement is really allowed to be completed, I am afraid that Nezha will suffer a loss if he responds, so Yang Jian simply smashed his plan.

At this time, there was a rumbling sound in the distance.

The dragon boat is galloping, and the mana is noisy.

The shouts resounded, and the boom shook the sky.

Obviously, the brigade of the Zhenjun Temple has already called!
Standing at the front were Huang Zhen, Kang Boss, Zhan Xiu, Li Xin, Meishan Lao San, Mei Shan Lao Six and others.

"Bah!"

"How dare you dare to provoke the Temple of the True Monarch, you are so brave!"

"Aren't you going to take your life?"

In an instant, countless figures flew out from the dragon boat.

Many gods and generals went to find the little demon below, brothers like Huang Zhen, Zhan Xiu, and Mei Shan all flew over directly, holding Lingbao in their hands, and blasted at the eighteen demon kings.

Yang Jian watched in the void, but also didn't make a move.

The eighteen demon kings sound like a very famous name, but most of their strength is the cultivation base of the early and middle stages of Taiyi. According to Huang Zhen's strength, they must be able to win.

Therefore, Yang Jian did not intervene.

He glanced at Jin Guangxian, who was fighting fiercely with Nezha, and then pinched the formula to strengthen the sky here again to prevent the seal from being broken, and then stepped out.

……

Soon, Yang Jian arrived at a mountain top.

On this hilltop, there are many buildings, and there is a white jade palace in the center, which is very magnificent.

Yang Jian glanced away and felt two powerful auras behind the palace.

There are many monsters below. In a building on the left, many creatures are imprisoned, including refined monsters and humans. In front, there are three huge blood pools.

The blood inside is boiling, and the skeletons of various creatures are all around.

"So, after these ancient gods are resurrected, do they need to drink a lot of blood from living beings in order to maintain their lifespan and restore their strength?"

Yang Jian pondered in his heart.

In other words, the more powerful the ancient gods, the more blood and food they need. Yuan Hong was like this before, and Jin Guangxian and the others are like this now. Didn't all living beings suffer?

Is this resurrection really useful?

Or, is this really caused by the leak of Xianyuan?

Xianyuan has such great power?
Countless thoughts emerged in Yang Jian's mind.

Seeing some monsters holding knives to slaughter those imprisoned creatures, Yang Jian punched them.

Boom!

The mountain crumbled, and those monsters were directly smashed into a blood mist, and by the way, the cages where those creatures were held were also smashed.

then.

Yang Jian raised his hand again, punching deep into the white jade palace.

Boom!

The Baiyu Palace collapsed, countless monsters were smashed to death, and countless monsters fled screaming.

next moment!
Among the ruins, there were two voices of shock and anger, piercing out.

"Bastard!"

"Who is arrogant here?"

　The book circle is a bit deserted, everyone, please talk more, every time the book circle increases by 50, I will add more cuts!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)