The sky was full of darkness, and between breaths, 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, many immortals in the twenty-eight stars, and Li Jing, Nezha and others were blackened.

The endless demonic energy rendered their primordial divine mana, so that they entered the demon from the immortals, and their bodies began to exude a cold demonic aura.

I saw that at the moment they entered the demon, their self-cultivation mana increased rapidly.

In a trance, the exercises in the body used to run at ten times the usual speed, breaking through the insurmountable barriers that had been difficult for him to cross one after another.

In a few moments, everyone's realm cultivation has reached the limit of what they can bear.

The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals are all True Immortal Perfection Realms, and most of the many immortals have also come to the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals.

Li Jing Nezha even came to the Heavenly Wonderland to complete.

Suddenly, Yang Jiao's eyes froze, and he looked at the fire god Zhu Rong, who was red all over his body among the immortals.

Suddenly, I saw that he had reached the Heavenly Immortal Consummation Realm from the very beginning of the Heavenly Immortal Stage.

Suddenly, Yang Jiao had a feeling of surprise in his heart, although I knew that the lottery ticket I bought would definitely win, but I didn't expect it to be the jackpot.

Although his Black Sun Great Array was constantly absorbing the immortal Dao systems of various worlds to improve it, so that the power of the formation was greater than one time at a time, it was now even further, to the point of mastering the mind of the demon.

However, how much progress can be made in the cultivation of a person who has entered the demon still depends on his own qualifications and temperament.

After all, no matter how much the rookie changes, it is still a waste.

I thought that Zhu Rong, the god of fire in this world, was just an empty name, but I didn't expect that it was really not an ordinary person.

Yang Jiao's mind moved slightly, and it was immediately clear that this fire god was the third generation of fire gods who inherited the name of Zhurong.

Therefore, even if the first generation of Zhu Rong was destroyed, the divine jar formed by its residual divine power could still give the inheritor the qualification to cultivate to the consummation of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Because of this, no matter how wasted this fire god was, he was still forcibly promoted to the Heavenly Immortal Perfection Realm by the demonic qi.

Suddenly, Yang Jiao stretched out his hand and decisively clenched it into a fist.

Quietly, all the demon entrants collapsed and turned into black smoke, which was absorbed by the dark sun in the sky.

Then the eighty-one black suns were restrained and condensed, turned into chickens, and took Yang Jiao's Baihui acupoint as the entrance, and gathered into the primordial spirit in the Mud Pill Palace.

Since Yang Jiao's cultivation was promoted to the Heavenly Immortal Dacheng, as for how to enter the Golden Immortal Realm, he only needed to solve the two problems of resentment and accumulation.

Now, before Sun Wukong said the words of admitting defeat and admitting his mistakes, most of his hatred was dissolved, and when he eliminated the army of Heavenly Court, and from now on, when the beings of the Three Realms must know everything about his own prestige, the hatred will be completely dissolved.

And the final accumulation problem, after taking the cultivators of the three Heavenly Immortal Perfection Realms, dozens of Heavenly Immortal Realms, and 100,000 True Immortal Realms as data, they can already become the strongest in this realm.

When the eighty-one black suns like chickens all converged on Yang Jiao's Yuanshen, the wind and clouds changed, the sky was suddenly dark and boundless, and there was a thunderous roar in the sky, resounding through the sky.

The heavenly realm was the first to appear as the earth shook the mountains, and the underworld appeared again in the form of ghosts crying wolves.

Just when all the monks of the Three Realms thought that there were people who practiced the Dao magic power that shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods, and achieved the pinnacle of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, they could dominate one side.

A golden light that blew the heavens and the earth rose from the ground and rushed straight to the sky.

At this moment, in the Linglong Pagoda, when Nezha dissipated, Chaotian Aya and Qiankun Circle had lost their former divine power, but Yang Jian did not take advantage of the situation.

Instead, he waited for the opportunity to attack, planning to attack Yang Jiao unprepared.

But he didn't expect that what he was waiting for was his brazen breakthrough, just as he was going to desperately interrupt the promotion of this demon to prevent the demon monkey from causing trouble to the Three Realms in the future.

I saw that Yang Jiao broke through in one go, without any lag, and entered the Golden Immortal smoothly.

As a result, he found that because of his own caution and missed a great opportunity, he couldn't even break the momentum of the demon monkey now.

A touch of helplessness appeared in Yang Jian's eyes, and seeing that Yang Jiao was in a state of stunned after being promoted, he immediately raised his eyes and concealed divine light, piercing the weak place of the Linglong Pagoda.

Then he escaped out of the pagoda with the number of changes, and a gust of wind blew, and he saw Tang Sanzhang's master and apprentice, as well as the golden cymbal, disappearing without a trace.

Not long after Yang Jian escaped with Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice, the boundless and endless sky was dispersed, and above the sky, the thunder was no longer there, and the lightning disappeared.

The heavenly realm is no longer shaken, the Qiankun repeats the clarity, and even the underworld has returned to its previous calm.

Then a halo of colored light surged above the sky, and the spirit birds flew in unison in the sky.

The breath of peace and prosperity is constantly surging in heaven and earth.

It seems that the whole world is cheering, and the Three Realms of Yueque are ushering in a supreme powerhouse who is standing at the pinnacle.

......

West Heaven, Great Thunder Sound Temple.

A temple is solemn, the shape is strange, the fighting horns are staggered, the unevenness is caused, the two rivers are connected, the five bridges are remotely embellished, the trees are luxuriant, the environment is quiet, the incense is swirling, and the fairy music is curling.

If the Buddha sits on the golden lotus, the Buddha's eyes reflect all kinds of visions in the heavens and the earth.

couldn't help frowning slightly, obviously finding that the number of days had changed drastically, and with his current strength, he couldn't even deduce anything anymore.

Then he pinched his fingers and counted back, and found that the node where the number of days changed was the catastrophe of the Xiaoleiyin Temple among the people who traveled west.

Suddenly, a trace of puzzlement flashed in the eyes of the Buddha, and it was obvious that the gibbon monkey was still in the lower realm.

But what he set up was not a small Leiyin Temple, but a big Leiyin Temple.

Moreover, it was completely different from the initial plan, and he couldn't help but not become himself and deceive Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice, but instead called himself Wutian Shizun with great fanfare.

Looking back at this, even the Buddha couldn't help but sigh, these four monkeys in the mixed world are really more arrogant than the other.

In front of him, there was a Lingming stone monkey stepping on the reputation of the Jade Emperor and calling himself the Monkey King.

Later, there was a gibbon monkey who regarded him and the Jade Emperor as nothing, and directly called him Wutian Shizun.

As Rulai continued to count back, when he counted the celestial immortals who had been imprisoned by the gibbon monkey to come to the rescue.

After calculating that the gibbon monkey defeated the Heavenly Court army beyond common sense, and only a few survived in the end, his expression became more and more solemn and suspicious.

Suddenly, a man with long hair and a shawl and a black robe appeared in the eyes of the Buddha, exuding infinite demonic intent all over his body.

Suddenly, a bright red tear of blood was left on Rulai's face.

"If you come, I know the Mandate of Heaven, the gibbon, the tiger and the Arhat."

The man with infinite magic in his eyes chuckled:

"Hehe, we'll settle the account after that."

......

After Yang Jiao's breakthrough was successful, in the dark, he sensed that someone was calculating and sensing him.

In this regard, he did not have the slightest politeness, and directly interrupted.

Suddenly, a beautiful woman who looked at him with a pursed smile appeared in Yang Jiao's eyes, and couldn't help shedding tears.

His figure flashed slightly, gently wiped away the tears on the woman's face, and said softly:

"Tears are good things that can wash away bitterness and sadness when they come out."

"But when we grow up and understand things, we will know that there is still a huge sadness in life that tears can't wash away."

"There is also unforgettable pain that makes us unable to shed tears even if we want to cry."

"So really strong people laugh louder the more they want to cry, and they all laugh with pain and sadness."

"I'm back."