Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 410

The Blood Transforming Sword was refined by Yu Yuan, who is the third generation disciple of Jiejiao.

His master is the Holy Mother of Jinling, who is now the Dou Mother Righteous God, the mother of the stars in the world, and one of the eight direct disciples under the Tongtian Sect. Dao goes all the way.

Coincidentally, the Bull Demon King is also a person who cuts off the teaching, and he knows the power of this blood-transforming magic knife, so he specially found that Yu Yuan, obtained the refining method of the blood-transforming magic elixir, and specially refined it. One was given to the Flood Demon King.

Therefore, Mo Yuan's saber seems to hit the target, and its power is extraordinary, but the blood-transforming magic sword that has abandoned the blood poison is at most an ordinary magic weapon of the Taiyi Jinxian realm, and it cannot be compared with the Demon King.

The Jiao Demon King was very happy. He got the blood-melting sword, and he was able to avenge his own demon king. The most important thing was to let Yang Jian suffer. All these things are happy things that make people feel happy.

Kong Xuan was also very happy. A golden fairy entered the belly of a Taiyi golden fairy. Is there any room for escape? There is no doubt that he must die.

The rest of the great sages were also happy, after all, they easily accomplished the purpose of this trip without fighting Yang Jian, and no one would be in a bad mood if they changed.

But Yang Jian was not happy, he was very unhappy.

In his eyes, the duel is that Mo Yuan holds the blood-transforming magic knife and has the power to leapfrog to fight against the Jiao Demon King. He still has an advantage in combat power. The balance is undoubtedly tilted towards the Jiao Demon King. A Taiyi who has accumulated many years is only one step away from Daluo. The peerless demon king who has shocked the four major continents. How can there be fairness in the battle between gods and demons in the realm?

Yang Jian felt that he had been calculated. Since the Conferred God War, he has never been calculated by anyone again.This taste is very bad!

"Let him out."

Yang Jian spit out the four words calmly, his face was as calm as water, but under this calmness, there was a trembling sullenness, just like volcanic lava that was about to erupt.

There were strands of cold light lingering on the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and anyone could see that this Erlang Xianshengzhenjun was on the verge of erupting.

The Flood Demon King who bears the brunt is naturally very panicked, not only him, but the other five great sages are also very panicked.This master became ruthless, but the master who dared to overthrow even the Great Leiyin Temple, their lineup is incomparable to the three thousand Buddhas in the Great Leiyin Temple.

"Did Zhenjun disregard the agreement just now?"

The Jiao Demon King was flustered, but it was the big demon king. He bit his head and said: "The rules set by the true king himself, say that the two of us have a duel, do you want to play tricks if you lose?"

"I'm cheating?!"

Yang Jian laughed back angrily, and he asked: "You wait for a Taiyi Golden Immortal to fight against a Golden Immortal, is this fair? If you win the Blood Transforming Sword by your own ability, I will admit it temporarily, but You didn’t, and you used that blood-transforming magic pill. Anyway, I won’t embarrass you, hand him over, and let me take away the blood-transforming magic knife!”

"What did Zhenjun say? In your eyes, magic weapons and elixir are not considered part of your own strength? Is it a fair fight? Is it a fight between two people at the same level? If so, please teach Zhenjun Among me, among the Three Realms, which battle is as fair as the True Monarch said?!"

The Bull Demon King stood up and asked loudly whether he was the eldest of the Seven Great Sages, a disciple of the great sect who was used to the world.

Yang Jian frowned tightly, but he was really choked by these few words, unable to refute anything, as the Bull Demon King said, there is no fairness and rules in this world, if there is, then there is only one, then It's the jungle of the jungle, and the strong wins.

"I never imagined that the Seven Great Saints of the Monster Race would be such a smooth-tongued generation!"

Yang Jian's status, how could he have to compete with these people, he said: "In this Meishan boundary, I am the rule, hand over!"

Before the words fell, a cold light flashed on the magic swords of the three-pointed duo, and Yang Jian took the dragon demon king straight with a knife. Looking at the posture, it was just the posture to cut the dragon demon king in two and cut open his abdomen to save people!

This knife is ordinary, it seems to be slow, but it is as fast as the world's extreme, this is the magical effect of the law of time, and it is not something that a Taoist like the Jiao Demon King can dodge.

Of course, the Flood Demon King couldn’t dodge either. With the flick of the blade, an extremely fierce aura locked him. Mana was completely frozen, and a fear of death filled every pore of him!
Are you going to die?

Seeing the light of the saber getting closer and closer, even though he was as fierce as a demon king, he couldn't help but lose all thoughts at this moment, without any thoughts of resistance and struggle, instead, it was all helpless and unwilling thoughts that I was going to die.

But he didn't die after all.

"Yang Jian, don't forget that I'm still here, to be so presumptuous!"

Kong Xuan snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and a streak of five-color brilliance suddenly pierced through the air. It came first and landed in front of the Flood Demon King. The Flood Demon King disappeared immediately, and when he reappeared, he was already at Kong Xuan's side!

Stab it!

Yang Jian's sword light fell into the air, but it cut open a big hole that was tens of thousands of miles long. The turbulent flow of the void swarmed out, and the sky with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was affected. crumble.

However, no one pays attention to the sky, and everyone's eyes are on Yang Jian and Kong Xuan. These two can be said to be the strongest under the saints. At this moment, their swords are on the verge of breaking out, and they are ready to strike at any time!

"Kong Xuan, you really think I'm afraid of you!" Yang Jian shouted angrily, his eyes were full of sullenness, and he killed Mo Yuan in front of him, not to mention how it would save his face when the incident got out, he just rushed With the friendship between the fourth princess and his sister, he can't sit idly by!
"A good rule is a rule!"

Kong Xuan was not afraid of Yang Jian's angry eyes, he said lightly: "This matter is a personal grievance between the Jiao Demon King and this kid. You also approve of the duel between the two. Now that Zensheng lost, do you want to regret it?" But you have to ask me if I will answer or not!"

Seeing Kong Xuan's resolute attitude, Jiao Demon King felt relieved, he alone could not offend Yang Jian anyway.

But just as he let go of his breath, the mutation happened again!
Boo!
A high-pitched cry suddenly sounded from his body, and in the next instant, red-golden flames filled every corner of his body, burning him to a pile of ashes in an instant with an irreversible violent gesture!
"The sun is really hot, how could this kid..."

Kong Xuan looked at the red-golden flame, no matter how hard it was to maintain a calm posture, he said with an extremely ugly face...

(End of this chapter)