Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 446
"Yuan Hong, have you drunk too much? You still want to die!" Yang Jian looked at the person who jumped out, couldn't help but his eyes turned cold, and shouted angrily.

In fact, it's not just him, all the disciples in the hall at the moment look at the Xingjun wearing white armor. What do you mean, the person who provoked them in Yuxu Palace in front of all the immortals is Is Yuxu Palace easy to bully?
Yuan Hong, Lord of the Four Wastes? !

Hearing the name, Mo Yuan couldn't help looking at the White Armor Star Lord, but he saw that this fellow had a short stature, but his face was rather cold and stern. At first glance, he had the kind of temperament that likes to be brave and aggressive.

"Yang Jian, you meddle in other people's business. Why, I'm looking for Mo Yuan to fight for the fun of the immortals. What's bothering you? My lady hasn't said anything yet, or is your little uncle scared?" Hong looked at Yang Jian and sneered.

Others are afraid of Yang Jian, but he is not afraid, not at the beginning, let alone now.Anyway, on the list of gods, as long as the big treasure is not destroyed, no one will try to kill him. What is so great is that he is beaten to death. After thousands of years, he is still a good man.

He looked at Mo Yuan with disdain and jealousy. This guy Yuan Hong, needless to say, has great supernatural powers. He is a straight-backed ape among the four monkeys in the chaotic world.

Speaking of which, he is also a fellow of Yang Jian, and belongs to Meishan, but before the Conferred God War, he was just like Sun Houzi in his early days. He had never met a famous teacher and could only spend his time in the mortal world. Yang Jian's Eighty Nine Mysterious Kung Fu has just embarked on the journey of cultivation.

He does not have a master, but his cultivation process is no slower than that of Yang Jian, a sage disciple who has been tempered several times. When it comes to the battle of the gods, the wind and fire stick in his hand is unleashed, with unpredictable power. After several battles with Yang Jian, There was no victory or defeat, and in the end, the guy was trapped with the map of the mountains and rivers of the Empress Nuwa, and Jiang Ziya sacrificed the fairy-killing flying knife left by Taoist Lu Ya, and then killed him.

It is precisely because he has never worshiped any brilliant master that Yuan Hong is jealous of and despises Mo Yuan, who is so lucky to worship under the saint's sect. It is also because many disciples of Jiejiao have never jumped out, but he jumped out first to find Mo Yuan cause of trouble.

"Yuan Hong, if you want to fight, I'll fight with you. I haven't tasted blood for a long time with my fire-pointed gun!" Before the provocation from outsiders, Nezha resolutely stood in the same camp as Yuxu Palace and wanted to fight. Play for Mo Yuan.

Others don't know Yuan Hong's strength. How can he, a god and demon who has experienced the Conferred God War, not know?
At that time, this guy had already reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian. Nezha, Lei Zhenzi and others fought against him, and were easily defeated by him. On the entire Xiqi side, only Yang Jian could wrestle with him.After so many years, although it is difficult to make progress once he is on the list of gods, his skills must be polished to a higher level. I am afraid that it is difficult to find an opponent in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian, let alone just promoted to Mo Yuan of Taiyi Golden Immortal is gone.

"Nezha, what qualifications do you have to fight with me? It's not that I underestimate you. You can only shout in front of me because of my inability to improve in cultivation over the years. Otherwise, would you have the right to speak to me?" Yuan Hong looked contemptuous and said with disdain.

"you!"

When Nezha heard this, his face turned red with anger, and he pointed at Yuan Hong, but he was speechless for a while. He had no choice but to refute what Yuan Hong said was ugly.

Yuan Hong's catastrophe happened after the Great Formation of the Ten Thousand Immortals, when the Twelve Golden Immortals and a group of second-generation disciples were cut off by Yunxiao's Jiuqu Yellow River Great Formation. After the war, everyone practiced in the cave, and few were born, so they stopped Yang Jian and others.But no matter what, it is already enough to be proud of stopping so many elite disciples of the three generations who are elucidating the teaching with their own morality and deeds.

Nezha is not afraid of Yuan Hong now, but in the past, he had three heads and six arms, and all his magic weapons were released, but they were all beaten back by Yuan Hong's wind and fire stick, and he returned in a disastrous defeat!

"Why, Great Immortal Mo, are you afraid if you don't speak? If you are afraid, you can nod your head. For me, you can also fight with gods and demons nearby." Yuan Hong sneered.

Looking at Yuan Hong's arrogant appearance, Mo Yuan knew that he couldn't back down. If he didn't make a move, he might be underestimated by people in Yuxu Palace in such a gathering of immortals and gods. There will also be gossip about unknown people.

"It's just a discussion, there's nothing to be afraid of. Since Mr. Xing is interested, let's help each other. It's just an agreement, just click and stop." Mo Yuan responded, and he didn't care about the four waste Xingjun. How to be afraid.

Not to mention anything else, just his Xiaocheng Lihuo Xuan Physique is already able to resist Da Luo Jinxian's attack, not to mention the blood-transforming magic knife in his hand that can hurt Da Luo, and that one The real fire of the sun that can refine the Da Luo Jinxian to death!
Mo Yuan also saw that Yuan Hong's attack without warning must be instigated by someone behind him. As for who it is, it must be from Buddhism, or from the sect.Although the leader of the Tongtian sect has Mo Yuan in his heart, with the presence of the Bull Demon King, it is impossible for those disciples of the Jiejiao to have a good impression of him.

"It's very courageous, let's go, let's fight in the lower realm, if there is a big commotion in this heaven, it will be very bad to scare that little monkey!"

Yuan Hong sneered again, as if Mo Yuan had been determined, his figure flickered, and he fell into a piece of water above the West Sea.

Mo Yuan followed closely and also fell into the mortal world, standing above the West Sea, thousands of miles away.

All the immortals in Tongming Hall looked at the two with great interest, pointed and talked, but inside and outside the words, they were all optimistic about Yuan Hong and believed that Mo Yuan would be defeated.

That's right, so what about the disciples of the saints.

"Mo Daxian, I'm older than you, so I'll let you do it first." Yuan Hong looked at Mo Yuandao playfully, with contempt in his tone.

"Okay, then please Xing Jun take my knife!"

Mo Yuan didn't talk too much, he did it as soon as he said he would do it, but there was a flash of blood, and a bloody saber light suddenly emerged, like a lightning bolt, and struck at Yuan Hong head-on!
The moment the blade light appeared, a terrifying and ferocious bloody aura shot up into the sky, and the void in a radius of one hundred thousand miles above the West Sea collapsed, and the sea water was directly annihilated into nothingness by the tyrannical blade light, and the entire West Sea It was sunken thousands of feet!
"That's the blood-melting sword!"

In the Tongming Hall, some gods and demons recognized this magical treasure and exclaimed.

Feeling the horrific and destructive power of the evil blood energy, many immortal gods in the temple suddenly changed their expressions. There is no doubt that the power contained in the blood-transforming sword is enough to wrestle with Da Luo Jinxian.

"Hey, Blood Transforming Sword, well done, give me a stick!"

Looking at the light of the saber, Yuan Hong was not surprised but delighted, stretched out his hand, and a big stick exuding wind and fire was impressively in his hand!
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(End of this chapter)