The Roaring Sky Dog leads the way in front, and Sun Wukong and Xiaoxian follow behind. Stepping on auspicious clouds, all you see are clouds, mountains and foggy seas, but there is nothing unusual.

"The first time I went to the battlefield of immortals and demons, I don't know what the scene was like!" Xiaoxian let out a sigh.

"You've been in the fairy world for so long, haven't you ever participated?" Sun Wukong showed a look of surprise. An immortal who has never been to the battle of immortals and demons, is she still a qualified immortal?!

"The patron saint of the Immortal Demon War is Erlang God Yang Jian, and over the years, he has suppressed the demon clan very badly. We immortals don't have a chance to show our skills! "Xiaoxian made it clear the reason, otherwise she thought she was lazy and didn't go to the scene of the fairy and demon war! However, after thinking of this layer, I have a deeper understanding of Yang Jian's hard work.

"You mean what you did before?" Sun Wukong asked rhetorically. It's not that he wants to sarcastically say something about Xiaoxian, but Xiaoxian was a guy who didn't have a dime before. Except for being more insidious in dreams and confusing people's minds, it seems to have no combat power at all.

I don't know who protected Xiaoxian so well, and there was no injury at all.

"Underestimate me! Do you think that after a long time of fighting, will you get sleepy? At that point, it was my turn. I use my Oneiroi spell to not put them to sleep forever. All the time, our immortal realm can recover the demon realm without a single soldier! It's a pity, heroes are useless! "Xiao Xian didn't feel that his Oneiroi power was weak and his combat power was weak. In contrast, she prefers her own spells. Her playful words seemed to take her advantage and could reclaim the whole world.

Sun Wukong smiled slightly and did not talk. If it were his choice, he would still choose force. After all, fists are the last word!

The two of them chatted and reached their destination before they knew it. Standing on top of the auspicious clouds and looking down, I saw that the vast land was a patch of red. The color of this land is the only proof that it has been left by immortals and demons for thousands of years.

"Under the clouds is the camp of the fairy realm, and my master is waiting for you below." The Howling Dog pressed down the head of the cloud and went straight to the white mansion under the clouds. The mansions of the immortal families took root in the vast plains, and this was where they lived.

Xiaoxian and the others followed, following the steps of the Howling Sky Dog, and came to the mansion of Erlang God here. Yang Jian's mansion has a name on it, two simple and atmospheric words: God of War!

Sure enough! Xiao Xian admired in his heart, the word God of War was the evaluation of him by the entire immortal world, and he himself thought it was true. Judging from the handwriting, the word God of War was written by him himself!

Before entering the mansion, Sun Wukong stood outside the door and shouted loudly: "My grandson is here!" Little Er, come out and greet you! ”

The voice was loud, as if deliberately let the people in the door hear. After a while, Yang Jian walked out of the door. At this time, he was wearing a battle robe unique to combat, looking heroic and domineering, and at the same time his body was full of murderous energy.

"This outfit is so handsome!" Xiaoxian walked over and circled around Erlang God. While admiring it.

"I knew you'd love the robe!" Erlang God said in a doting tone, and then said, "When the Roaring Sky Dog went to inform you, I specially created a pink robe for you, which is the same as the one on my body. ”

took out a pink battle robe, and if you look closely, it is exactly the same as what Yang Jian is wearing! This is what people often call a couple's outfit!

Secretly peeking at Xiaoxian's face, there was no change. Erlang God muttered in his heart, which was very different from what his subordinates said. Was it right or wrong for him to do this? Yang Jian didn't dare to guess, so he could only pretend that he was fine.

explained: "Last time you said you liked my suit, and it happened that two days ago I needed to make two suits, so I made one for you. ”

Watching his master's lame explanation, the howling dog unconsciously took a few steps back. He doesn't want to recognize this master anymore, why don't he even have the courage to confess, this is still his wise master.

"Sure enough, it's someone who knows me, I'll accept this robe~ Thank you." Xiaoxian didn't care if it was a couple's outfit or not, she was just very satisfied with the robe. Very handsome, domineering, cool! I took it happily and couldn't wait to wear it on my body.

"Xiaoxian, you are so beautiful." Yang Jian was stupid, and blurted out the words in his heart. In front of his eyes, a pink little girl was dressed in a heroic robe, handsome and a little more heroic.

"It's ugly to die, it's ugly to death!" Sun Wukong shouted noisily and said that it was ugly.

"I think it's pretty good!" Xiaoxian stretched out her hand, conjured a floor-to-ceiling mirror, looked at her heroic self from the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction. The robe is really very handsome, and his gentleness is a little more heroic!

"I said it was ugly. Xiaoxian, take it off, you can't even stand the howling dogs! Sun Wukong's eyes were sharp, and he saw the movement of the roaring dog covering his eyes. sighed in my heart, this dog also has an appreciative eye?

Seeing that his master shook him with a cold eyeball, the whistling dog immediately lowered his paws. Sit upright, indicating that you are a good child. It's very bitter in his heart, and Sun Wukong is too good at misinterpreting his meaning. He obviously looked at the infatuated appearance of his master, wiped his eyes, and wanted to look at the master more carefully, otherwise he really wouldn't recognize that it was his master!

It seems that Yang Jian's mind has been revealed.

"Sun Wukong, if you don't come up with a reasonable explanation, I won't change this robe!" Xiaoxian is stubborn, and it is difficult for her to understand Sun Wukong's aesthetics. This dress is obviously the most handsome among the robes, and it is a well-known famous robe in the entire fairy world. Why, Sun Wukong stubbornly disagrees! Xiao Xian's brow gathered some anger, and her little face was also angry.

"This ...... Because the design of this shirt is not beautiful, it is not beautiful! Think about my grandson's robe, that's what it calls majestic! Sun Wukong thought hard for a while, and finally found an excuse. As for a faint voice in his heart that told him that he didn't want to see the two of them dressed as a couple. Sun Wukong deliberately ignored the faint voice in his heart, justifying that he simply didn't like this robe.

"The one you said is already out of gas. Sun Wukong, do you know that my robe is the latest design, and it is the most fashionable style at the moment? Yang Jian first satirized Sun Wukong's robe, and when he saw Sun Wukong's blue face, he held back a smile in his heart. continued to talk about the origin of his robe, and once again crushed Sun Wukong's robe.

Erlang God is happy in his heart, this monkey wants to compare his robes, and he is far behind!

"Whew! My grandson's robe is well-known and handsome, you are ugly and ugly! At that time, it was very popular to say important things three times, so Sun Wukong seemed to be angry, and repeatedly emphasized how ugly Yang Jian's battle robe was.

"Stop arguing. There's still business to do! Xiaoxian put away the robe on her body and changed into a fairy costume. Wearing a turquoise dress, she looks a little more well-behaved. Xiaoxian couldn't see them quarreling any longer, seeing that it was dark and night, and if they continued to quarrel, they wouldn't be able to finish it at dawn. had to stop them, and the quarrel between these two great gods was also quite naïve. (To be continued.) )

PS: Guys, it's an outbreak. I hope to increase the exposure of this book, Journey to the West should not grow old in a desolate place. This book needs sunlight. Looking forward to the sunshine after the outbreak.