Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Heavens Collapse and the Earth Crack, Suppressing Sun Wukong for a Thousand Years [Ask for Subscription]

The Jade Emperor's face softened slightly, the coldness in his eyes flashed, and he immediately spoke again, "Then what are you waiting for?" let Yang Jian, capture the demon, capture this demon monkey, and beat it into the land of no return!"

In front of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, the immortals and gods were still fighting with Sun Wukong, and they all felt the majestic pressure.

The power of the Monkey King under the Da Luo Jin Immortal after activating the law of heaven and earth is not an ordinary horror.

The immortals had been resisting for such a long time, and they could barely support it.

It's Xiao Nezha, he can't help but turn white, and when the mana is agitated, the whole person can't help but retreat for a while.

He is only the strength of the seventh order of the Golden Immortal, how can he fight with Sun Wukong in the realm of Daluo!

"Nezha, drag Sun Wukong, Erlang Zhenjun will arrive later, you must not let Sun Wukong enter the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, otherwise, you and my father and son are capital crimes!"

Tota Li Tianwang shouted on the side, his strength is not good, he can't come forward, he can only let Nezha step forward, at this time, in his heart, there is only loyalty to the monarch, and there is no father-son love!

"Splash monkey, don't retreat!"

Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheels, held a fire-tipped gun, and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

On the top of the fire-tipped spear, the endless Samadhi True Fire roared out, turning into a hundred-meter-long fire dragon, the fire dragon opened its mouth, let out an earth-shattering dragon groan, and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

"Little Nezha, dare to stop my grandson!"

Sun Wukong shouted, and the golden hoop stick in his hand emitted surging golden light, directly turning the fire dragon into the true fire of Samadhi, and scattered it in one day.

The golden hoop stick is undiminished, and it hits Xiao Nezha fiercely, Sun Wukong has been disturbed by the endless anger in his heart at this time!

For Nezha, at this time, Sun Wukong made a move, and he did not show mercy to half of his subordinates!

Just when Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick was about to hit Nezha's arm.

In the void, above the Nine Heavens, a rolling thunder sound, as vast as a bell, and a heavy sound as a metal mountain, resounded through the void!

"Sun Wukong, disturb the heavenly court, Ben Zhenjun, I will suppress you for a thousand years today!"

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick stopped abruptly, and a pair of golden eyes looked at the endless void.

The immortals and gods were even more shocked in their hearts, and they all raised their eyes to look at the endless above.

Above, Yang Jian was dressed in a silver armor, with a three-edged silver crown on his head, and a three-pointed and two-edged knife that was sharp and boundless, divided into three blades!

On his body, the aura that belonged to the consummation realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal was madly radiating and spreading around.

This breath seems to be able to penetrate the Three Realms and shatter the Nine Heavens, and all the ghosts, demons and monsters in the world will tremble and tremble incomparably in the face of this breath!

This breath is unprecedentedly terrifying and powerful, surpassing all the gods below!

The God of War of the Three Realms, worthy of his name!

At this time, Yang Jian is indeed qualified to take on these four words.

"What a powerful breath, Yang Jian's strength is even stronger!"

Li Jing muttered, with a hint of heaviness in his eyes, while the other people showed strange and indifferent eyes in their eyes.

Especially Xiao Nezha, the coldness in his eyes is almost unbearable!

The matter of Yang Jian's appointment as the god of justice and the divorce of his wife from the three princesses of the West Sea has already spread throughout the Three Realms under the impetus of the Heavenly Court!

"Yang Jian, my grandson, I still want to fight with you!"

Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian, who was blooming with an invincible aura above, the golden hoop stick in his hand was clenched, and his eyes bloomed with majestic momentum.

Yang Jian put a lot of pressure on him, but it also inspired Sun Wukong's invincible fighting spirit in his heart!

"Go!"

Standing up fiercely, Sun Wukong swung the golden hoop stick at Yang Jian with a blow, with unparalleled divine power, this blow, a mountain of ten thousand jun, can be directly exploded.

In the eyes of all the people, a terrifying look was revealed, the strength of this demon monkey has now exploded, and I am afraid that it is no less than the powerhouse of the fifth or sixth order of the Great Luo Golden Immortal!

"Humph!"

In Yang Jian's eyes, indifference flashed, the current Monkey King is still too immature, and cooperating with him is probably even worse.

It is better to suppress it for a period of time and sharpen its temperament, and more importantly, it can protect Sun Wukong.

In the future, the West Heaven will learn from the scriptures, the water is too deep, and a big Luo Jinxian will not even be able to stir up a splash when he enters it.

Looking at Sun Wukong's invincible stick, Yang Jian's face was full of indifferent light At this time, the eight or nine Xuangong in his body had been operating to the extreme.

The flesh has been hard to an incredible extent, as if it was poured from a divine gold, solid, condensed, heavy, and indestructible!

Then, Yang Jian stepped out and gently held the golden hoop stick that was swinging towards him!

Hold this stick with the power of ten thousand jun gently, as if it were effortless!

"That's a lot of strength!"

Sun Wukong stepped back a few steps, his golden eyes full of incredible light.

Yang Jian's strength is very different from when he fought with him, it can be said that it is the difference between heaven and earth!

"Boom!"

Pulling back the golden hoop stick, Sun Wukong stood up and rushed towards Sun Wukong again, and in his pupils, the golden light burst out for 100,000 miles.

Yang Jian also took a step, the pale golden divine pattern at the center of his eyebrows, emitting a bright silver divine light, fiercely swept Sun Wukong thousands of meters away, Da Luo Jin Immortal was perfect, how could Sun Wukong be able to contend with him?

The next dozen or so blows of Sun Wukong were easily defused by Yang Jian.

He didn't even use a three-pointed two-edged knife, and there was still that faint and indifferent look on his face!

Finally, when Sun Wukong swung a stick at him again, Yang Jian's face finally changed.

His palms were one, and in his body, the monstrous and heavy mana was running, and the mana belonging to the consummation of Da Luo Jin Immortal poured out.

Spreading in all directions, suppressing, boundless, it seems that the whole heaven and earth are shaking, trembling, and collapsing!

"The sky is falling apart!"

Yang Jian shouted, got up suddenly, and the moment he got up, the immortals and gods couldn't resist it anymore, and they retreated one after another, and they couldn't bear the aftermath!

"It's not good, let's go!"

Sun Wukong screamed, turned his head and was about to leave, but it was too late, the endless mana had already condensed into a mountain in the void.

Then the Monkey King, who didn't have time to dodge, was completely suppressed!

After suppressing Sun Wukong, Yang Jian stood with his hands in his hands, and a strong majesty erupted from the whole person.

"Demon monkeys are rampant, suppress them for a thousand years, let them reflect, no one can approach them for a thousand years!"

Yang Jian said that, strode towards the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, around, the immortal gods frowned, but they still didn't say anything after all.

Today's Erlang God, his strength is terrifying, they can't afford to provoke him at all!

In the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother had regained her composure, and she was looking at Yang Jian lightly, and Yang Jian was still the same as always.

"That demon monkey, Benjun has suppressed it, and within a thousand years, he can't make a move!"

Yang Jian's eyes were indifferent, like ice for thousands of years, since he wanted to be a god of justice!

He is a thorough god of justice, ruthless and hateless, indifferent as ice for thousands of years!