After Zhong Yuan smashed Pangu Tianli and Pangu Yuanchang into the World Bead, he immediately began to urge the Ten Thousand Transformation Holy Law and smelted the magic weapon.

However, his cultivation this time did not last long, and he did not see a day, and suddenly, there was a huge earthquake in the heavens and the earth, and a roar like thunder came out.

Not far away, above the sky, a pillar of light suddenly fell, falling on the earth, revealing a huge portal.

On the portal, there are four big characters engraved - the door of all wonders!

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan understood that this was the opening of the Xingtian Consciousness Sea. When it was, I couldn't help but guess in my heart, "This time, I don't know how many people are forced to go to the path of the Wu Clan?"

Zhong Yuan didn't rush in, because, for him, going in was just a scene, not too alternative and eye-catching, and he didn't get any benefits at all.

However, Zhong Yuan was not in a hurry, but the other monks were in a hurry. In an instant, near the Gate of Myria, nearly a hundred monks flew up and rushed into it.

And in the distance, there is an endless strong aura erupting, one after another, from all directions, crushing the void, rushing towards the door of ten thousand wonders!

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, a monk was smashed into the dust by a monk who came behind him.

This blow seemed to be a fuse, outside the door of myriad wonders, the sound of roaring, like thunder falling from nine days, one after another, one after another, the monks escaped and fell, like heavy rain from the sky. It was accompanied by a terrible scream.

However, in all directions of heaven and earth, countless monks still flocked to it. in their eyes. I couldn't see the monk who fell like rain. See. It's just that the door of myriad wonders that shines brightly and represents endless treasures.

"Get out of the way of the old grandson!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and a stick hundreds of feet thick, with a strong and domineering qi, extended from afar, and the void opened a ravine by itself.

The monk who felt the great threat. They dodged to both sides, but they didn't suffer any damage. However, near the Gate of Myria, hundreds of monks were competing for the lead, and none of them were willing to dodge. In their opinion, they have occupied such a favorable position, as long as they rush through the door of Myria, they will naturally be safe.

However, the momentum of the stick was too fast. Without waiting, they rushed into the door of Myriad Wonder alone, and then rushed to the door. "Bang-" There was a loud earthquake. At that time, more than half of the more than 100 monks were turned into meat puree and Mass was in the sky. The rest of the monks were also blown away, spurting blood from their mouths, and the injuries were not light.

This stick was directly blocked at the door of the Myriad Gate, and it was blocked tightly, without a single gap. Around, the rest of the monks saw this, and naturally they were very dissatisfied in their hearts, but no matter how dissatisfied they were, they only dared to imagine it in their hearts, and did not dare to resort to it, for fear of incurring trouble for themselves.

The huge stick blocked the door of Myria, and it shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, a figure came to the door of Myriad Wonder with the shortening of the stick.

This figure is a monkey in a robe, and it is the Monkey King who defeated the Buddha!

"Who am I? Such a domineering person, it turns out to be you monkey!"

Sun Wukong was about to step into the door of Myria, when suddenly, a voice sounded. With the sound, a golden light streaked through the air. After appearing, he was a dignified-looking, young man in battle armor, with a three-pointed and two-edged blade in his hand, exuding an endless aura.

It is the Erlang God Yang Jian.

"Who am I? Dare to make up bad things about my old grandson, it turns out that you have three eyes!" Sun Wukong saw the arrival of Erlang God Yang Jian, and the surprised look on his face turned into endless excitement in just a flash. "You and I haven't fought in years. It's hard to meet today, so why don't you fight now!"

As he spoke, a golden stick in his hand vibrated faintly, revealing an incomparably domineering aura.

"Why not?" Erlang God Yang Jian, how could he be afraid of battle, and when it was, he would go back.

At this moment, a deep voice sounded, "It's just right, if you want to fight, hurry up, don't block the door, I'm busy, I don't have time to spend it here with you!"

The person who came was the relentless one.

"Why, do you old dragon want to pick up the bargain? We want to fight here! This wonderful gate, such a big name, I just don't know, whether it is strong or not, but Lao Sun wants to test it!"

"If you want to damage the Gate of Myria, you need to ask the sword in the hand of the poor Dao!"

※Before he could speak, another voice sounded, accompanied by a sharp sword qi that was dozens of miles long. The sword qi, staring incomparably, is black and white, intertwining, and has its own rhyme.

"True Martial Emperor!"

Sun Wukong has never fought with the True Martial Emperor, but he has also heard of the True Martial Demon Sword, which is famous all over the world. So, it was recognized at a glance.

However, even though the name of the True Martial Emperor was above it, Sun Wukong was not afraid at all, and when he spoke, the golden stick in his hand smashed out, and he met the sword qi directly.

"Bang-"

An earth-shattering loud bang sounded, and the golden stick seemed to hit a real ocean, splashing countless waves. Almost, most of the sword qi dispersed.

However, the remaining half of the sword qi was twisted along the stick momentum, and at that time, it was like a giant python, wrapped around the golden stick.

This sword qi giant python has infinite divine power, and its body is twisted and tactful, but it is guiding the momentum of the golden stick in other directions.

At this time, another black and white sword qi rose up in the air, more huge and more powerful than the previous one, like a divine dragon, cutting through the void and slashing towards Sun Wukong.

The golden stick in Sun Wukong's hand, in an instant, changed thousands of times in a row, but it was successfully withdrawn from the entanglement of the sword qi python, and with a wave in the air, it bombarded with the second black and white sword qi.

This time, it was like a meteorite falling to the earth, sending out a shocking explosion, and the endless storm rose at that time, sweeping in all directions, and countless monks couldn't dodge, and were swept away by the aftermath storm, and in an instant, it was reduced to nothing. There was only a smear of blood to prove that they had been there.

"Yang Daoyou, I'll take the first step!" The fox was in the core of the storm, but he didn't move at all, and when the aftermath came to the front of him, he spontaneously separated, slashing towards both sides, as if he himself was a supreme divine blade. At this time, he nodded to Yang Jian, the Erlang God not far away, and when it was, he went against the storm and flew into the gate of Myriad Wonders.

Seeing this, Erlang God Yang Jian naturally did not delay his efforts, that is, time, the longitudinal golden light method was urged again, turned into a line of golden mang, and rushed towards the gate of ten thousand wonders.

"Bang, bang, bang,"

Sun Wukong and Emperor Zhenwu turned a blind eye to this, wielding sticks and swords, fighting fiercely. The bitter storm swept through the heavens and the earth, causing most of the monks who flocked from all directions to stop at the gate of Myriad Wonders a hundred miles away, not daring to approach.

Of course, there are still some people, either with strange treasures or magical powers, who tear through the storm and rush into the gate of myriad. With the passage of time, more and more people have entered the door of myriad wonders, and among them, there are many strong people of the same level as them.

In the face of this, Rao is an aggressive maniac like Sun Wukong, and he can't hold on anymore, for fear that if it's too late, the treasures will be snatched away. When it was, he shouted, "After my old grandson Debao, I will share the competition with you!"

While speaking, Sun Wukong took a heel, like lightning, withdrew from the battle, and flew towards the gate of ten thousand wonders.

Emperor Zhenwu did not continue to pursue, and let Sun Wukong leave. Because, he is not as fanatical about fighting as Sun Wukong, and the reason why he shot is just to warn Sun Wukong not to act recklessly. Seeing that he flinched, he just did. Immediately after, the True Martial Emperor, not in a hurry or slowly, stepped into the door of Myriad Myrias.

More than a dozen Daluo Divine Monarchs stood respectfully outside the door of Myriad Wonders, and they didn't dare to have the slightest bit of scramble

Not far away, the God of War battled, but Zhong Yuan had no intention of cultivating, so he appreciated it.

Emperor Zhenwu and Sun Wukong are not on the path of the Avenue of Force, but they are also similar. The battle between the two did not use any special magical secret methods, but relied more on exquisite combat skills.

Because, with a casual blow, they can all exert an amazing combat power far beyond cultivation, and a real blow is enough to severely damage the opponent. Such an attack, between the conversions, is more wishful, the moves are continuous like water, there is no break, it is really like the impact of the tide, wave after wave, anyone who makes a mistake, may be hit hard.

Watching their battle, Zhong Yuan faintly had a feeling that the path of his cultivation power should also be on this path in the future. Because, the avenue of force, above the force, definitely has an unparalleled advantage.

"It's a pity, the time for the two to fight is too short, if the battle lasts for a few days and nights, let me observe it lively, I can't say, I can get my own feelings about this way of fighting. It's a pity, it's a pity!" Zhong Yuan looked at the figure of the True Martial Emperor who had not entered the Gate of Myriad Myrias, and kept shaking his head and sighing, sighing with emotion.

Of course, Zhong Yuan's voice when he said this was very small, almost nothing. Because he knew very well that if he let the other monks hear what he said, there would not be a single bit of suspense, and it would cause a siege. Because they are looking forward to entering the gate of all wonders to hunt for treasure, they are all eager to see through it. (To be continued.) )