The golden pagoda, like a huge mountain, that majestic breath, like opening the heavens and the earth, is too powerful, suffocating, and makes the gods tremble.

All the gods' expressions changed drastically, and they burst out with infinite momentum from their bodies, waving the magic staff and war swords in their hands, trying their best to resist, trying to prevent the golden pagoda from landing. However, this was in vain, the golden pagoda was too powerful, and hundreds of gods joined forces, but they couldn't stop it!

"Oh my God, is he the creator god? How can he be so powerful? It's incredible!"

Many gods exclaimed, this is too against the sky, I have never seen such a powerful person, or a god!

They are very strong, gods in the eyes of mortals, once ruled the world, and thought themselves invincible.

However, when they really faced an ancient god like Li Tianwang, they realized how weak they were.

"Just ants, dare to claim to be gods?" Li Tianwang's majestic voice reverberated between heaven and earth.

At the same time, three bright figures went up against the sky, standing in three different directions, blocking the retreat of these hundreds of gods.

One side is Sun Wukong, the golden hoop stick is in his hand, bursting out with hundreds of millions of bright rays of light, the momentum is shocking, with him as the center, the sea of clouds in a radius of millions of miles is churning, it is terrible.

On the other two sides, there are Erlang God Yang Jian and the third prince of Nezha.

The aura of the two of them is equally powerful, even overshadowing Li Tianwang and not under Sun Wukong. Especially the eye on the forehead of Erlang God Yang Jian, it was dazzling, as if it could open the world, and the space around him collapsed. That kind of power can be called destruction, and it can be called the first person in ancient times.

A group of Western gods turned pale at the moment, and they really regretted it in their hearts.

The mysterious Oriental China is really unfathomable!

Don't say four people, it's just just one person, and all of them can't do it together.

Sun Wukong shook his head and said: "Just with these little demons, they dare to provoke us and others, they are simply beyond their means, if it weren't for the great joy of my brother Lu, my old grandson would have destroyed you with a stick." ”

As if to confirm his words, his momentum became more and more powerful, and the golden hoop rod in his hand skyrocketed in the blink of an eye, towering between heaven and earth like an optimus pillar, as if it could destroy everything in the world in an instant.

On the other side, the three-pointed two-edged knife in the hand of Erlang God Yang Jian was also exerting power, although it did not skyrocket, but the murderous aura that came out was not weaker than that of the golden hoop stick.

"Father, let me

Come, kill them with one shot!" Nezha also said.

These three people are almost the same in strength, and they have learned from each other countless times, and no one is convinced of anyone, and now one person moves, and all three of them move.

Li Tianwang said: "What's the matter? Don't you believe in the strength of your father? This king is not old yet!"

Nezha was speechless for a moment!

Sun Wukong said: "Heavenly King, what are you inking? If it doesn't work, let my old grandson come!"

Li Tianwang said angrily: "Great Sage, do you think they can still survive if you make a move?

"That's right!" Sun Wukong nodded.

Sun Wukong has always killed with his shots, these gods are really insignificant in his eyes, and if he goes down with a stick, he will die at least half.

A group of gods, almost crying, Nima, do you want to do this?

It's just ignorance, but we're gods, aren't we? Are we so weak?

However, this is indeed the case, in front of these four, they are really weak, and one Li Tianwang will make them unable to deal with it, and the golden pagoda has already reached the top of their heads.

Even, you can feel the terrifying power contained in the golden pagoda.

Li Tianwang's pagoda, that is also a supreme treasure, even Nezha is difficult to bear when he enters that pagoda, let alone these gods.

Now, feeling the terrifying power in that pagoda, some gods directly slumped, and they could no longer resist it.

It's like an ordinary mortal, facing a giant who stands up to the sky, to resist like this? can only be passively endured, because, no matter how much you resist, it is useless. Even if he used all his strength, he couldn't do any damage to the giant.

"No.... This can't be, how can it be? It's incredible!"

"Could it be that they are all at the level of the Creation God?"

They felt that in the Western God Realm, only the legendary Creation God was so strong. In the Western God Realm, there is only one Creation God, and here, there are so many.

Except for the four in the air, what about the others? How powerful are the others? Being able to walk together, even if there is a gap, there won't be many, right? It may be infinitely close to the level of the Creation God, that is, stronger than all of them.

The god of war was furious, roared, his long fiery red hair stood up, the sword in his hand slashed out, and the sword hundreds of zhang long collided with the power of the golden pagoda, and he roared loudly in his mouth: "I."

He is the god of war, invincible in heaven and on earth!"

However, he was answered with a few disdainful sneers, which came from those immortals who were watching the battle on the ground.

"He also dares to call himself the god of war? It's shameless, the real god of war is Erlang Zhenjun, he is the first god of war in the Three Realms!"

The sword of the god of war could not break through the shackles of the golden pagoda, and it was annihilated in an instant.

His face turned pale, but he was not convinced, and shouted: "Who is the god of war in the East, if you have the ability, stand up and fight with me openly, and see who is the best in the world!"

No. 1 in the world!

These words are very arrogant, the god of war seems to have forgotten, he is joining forces with hundreds of gods at this moment, and he can't break the confinement of the golden pagoda above his head.

"Hahaha, Erlang God, this kid is provoking you, do you want to be indifferent?" Sun Wukong laughed.

"Monkey, don't talk about cool words, after today, I will definitely find you to fight!" Erlang God said angrily.

"Hahaha, okay, Lao Sun just has itchy hands!" Sun Wukong laughed.

For the two of them, except for saints, they were almost invincible in heaven and earth, and it was difficult to find an opponent. It is also because of this that they cherish each other and become good friends.

"You are the number one god of war in the Three Realms they say?"

The Western God of War turned around, with high fighting spirit, and asked at Erlang God.

He knew that he would not be able to escape death today, the golden pagoda was too powerful, he was not an opponent, even if he united the Western gods, he was not an opponent. However, he wants to fight in the open, not to be killed by a manipulated pagoda.

"It's me!" Jiro God said calmly.

"What is your relationship with those people?" asked the god of war.

The people he was referring to were naturally Hongjun Dao Ancestor and Sanqing Dao Ancestor, and those people seemed to be the strongest.

"That's Master Zu!" Erlang God was still calm.

"Master Zu?"

The God of War was taken aback and asked, "Since you are called the First God of War in the Three Realms, how do you compare to them?"

Master Zu is not necessarily the strongest, there are always many outstanding geniuses in this world who can be better than the blue. Therefore, the God of War believes that those old men may not be stronger than the first God of War in the Three Realms.

Erlang God said slowly: "There are all ants under the saints, if any saint wants to kill me, he only needs to move his thoughts, even if it is ten thousand me, it is impossible to resist a finger of the ancestor master." ”

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