However, these people are far inferior to Qingyun Mountain.

There are thousands of Da Luo Jin Immortals in Qingyun Mountain, and there are more than 10,000 Da Luo True Immortals.

Such a lineup is earth-shattering.

If these ambushed people were not quasi-saints, I am afraid that they would have been swallowed up by Qingyun Mountain long ago.

It is also because they have many quasi-saints that they can suppress Qingyun Mountain and fight, so that Qingyun Mountain has no power to raise its head.

Fortunately, Yang Jian rushed over and united with Sun Wukong to deal with Prince Jinwu, which made the situation in a scorching state.

Otherwise, one Golden Crow Prince alone would be able to suppress the quasi-saints of Qingyun Mountain, and the others would be able to easily destroy Qingyun Mountain.

In particular, there are three quasi-saint mid-level inside, with strong strength, terrifying combat power, and strong physical body.

The six-eared macaque alone has reached the middle level of the quasi-saint, but there is still a gap compared to them.

I can only barely parry, and I will soon fall behind, and I am afraid that it will be a matter of time before I lose.

But the six-eared macaque didn't say a word, and there was no complaint.

His life was saved by Chen Le, and it was given by Chen Le to have today, he valued love and righteousness, and felt that even if he paid for his life, he would not hesitate to do so.

Zhu Bajie also has their own opponents, but they are also suppressed by these quasi-saints.

If this goes on for a long time, I'm afraid that Yang Jian's side hasn't decided the winner yet, and their side will be killed.

Therefore.

Zhu Bajie shouted: "Brother Monkey, you give me some strength, hurry up and kill that birdman to help us, these guys are very tight." ”

"Erlang God, don't you have a Baolian lamp? release the world-destroying divine fire inside, burn that flat-haired beast, what are you grinding and chirping?"

Sun Wukong didn't look back, just fought with his head bored.

Erlang God Yang Jian frowned and said, "Prince Jinwu, I remember that our sect leader said that he once taught you, and you are also his student, why do you ambush your teacher's forces today?"

The last thing Prince Jinwu wanted to talk about was this matter, because he also valued love and righteousness, and knew how to repay his kindness.

But what he is doing now is really despicable, and it also makes him a little unable to face Chen Le.

"Don't ask, anyway, even if I don't come, someone will come. No one wanted to watch Qingyun Mountain get stronger and stronger, and they all wanted to break his right-hand man. ”

"Today is not the day when the thousands of Great Luo Golden Immortals and tens of thousands of Great Luo True Immortals in Qingyun Mountain fall here, but the day when you quasi-holy souls are scattered. ”

Yang Jian laughed, "It turns out that you are jealous of my Qingyun Mountain's growing strength, and if you have this thought, why don't you strengthen your own strength?"

"Even if we become weaker, you can't be stronger, and you will also lose a lot of money by fighting with us, this is the same way to play, I hope you will think about it seriously. ”

Prince Jinwu said: "I have no room to turn back, you don't have to say it anymore, Qingyun Mountain can't continue to be strong, and it has to become weaker." ”

Sun Wukong sneered, "With your measure, you still want to restore the Demon Court?"

"During the flood period, there were as many golden immortals as dogs, and the quasi-saints walked all over the ground. Under your father's command, Da Luo Jinxian is no less than us, why didn't you tell your father at that time?"

The prince of the golden crow was furious and said, "You are not allowed to mention my father." ”

Sun Wukong mocked: "You also know that you don't have the face to see your father? Your ability, your measurements, and your vision are inferior to your father's world." ”

"At least your father knows that it is time to develop his own strength, and not to find ways to stop others from developing. Even if there is a Lich War, it is to fight for territory and cultivation resources, not to prevent others from developing. ”

Prince Jinwu's eyes turned red.

He roared and roared, "So what? In the end, it is not the dust that returns, the dust returns to the earth, and there is no merit to sanctify, so what if the power under his hands is strong?"

"And I am now qualified to compete for that one-in-a-million opportunity, as long as you Qingyun Mountain are not so strong, my chances are greater. As long as I become a saint, my achievements will be a hundred times greater than that of my father. ”

Sun Wukong shook his head and sneered, "You're far behind." ”

The prince of the golden crow was angry and attacked madly, but his rules gradually became chaotic.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian had the upper hand even more, and the Golden Crow Prince, who was both burned with Baolian lamps, was in a hurry and embarrassed.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Prince Jinwu's Dao heart has been chaotic, and now he is also at a disadvantage, and it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.

Yang Jian sent a message to Sun Wukong, "Great Sage, good eloquence." He is a peak quasi-saint Dao heart, indestructible, and even under your words, the Dao heart is shaken. ”

Sun Wukong said: "The main thing is that he has a ghost in his heart, otherwise it would be useless for my old grandson to say more." ”

"We still have to work harder, otherwise if it drags on, they will be in big trouble. ”

Yang Jian also nodded with a solemn face.

The two of them burst out with all their strength, and the mana cultivation of Tongtian was unleashed unscrupulously, and they attacked like crazy.

They are all quasi-saint high-level, as well as the best innate to baby lotus lanterns, and they have the ability to destroy the world.

That is, the prince of the Golden Crow has mastered the Jiuyang Divine Fire, and he has some restraint on Sun Wukong, otherwise he would have been defeated a long time ago.

Even if the Golden Crow Prince is a peak quasi-saint, he has only been in it for a long time, and he is unable to continue in the face of two quasi-saint high-level who have extremely rich combat experience.

In the midst of the crowd.

The three quasi-saint mid-level masters frowned, and one of them, a man with a body as majestic as a god of war, said in a deep voice: "That person said that the Golden Crow Prince's Dao heart is already chaotic and not enough to rely on, so let us quickly end the battle and help him." ”

The other two nodded with slightly solemn faces.

One of them quickly pulled away from him, stretched out his bow and set up an arrow, and shot an arrow towards Zhu Bajie's head.

Zhu Bajie was furious and felt the threat of death, "Hou Yi, how dare you sneak attack my old pig, aren't you afraid that my brother Chen Le will kill you?"

It turned out that the person who opened the bow and arrows was the famous Wu clan god of war Hou Yi.

The other two people with great bodies are not in vain.

The person who spoke before was none other than the Demon Venerable Chiyou, another big man who had no head and held two handfuls of dry relatives, named Xingtian.

They fight the heavens and the earth, through the heavens and latitudes, and the combat power is endless.

Hou Yi didn't say a word, and after shooting the first arrow, he opened his bow and shot nine arrows in a row at the same time, in order to prevent Zhu Bajie from escaping.

He had been planning for a long time for this flaw and the timing of his move, and he could finally do it.

Zhu Bajie felt a chill in his head, and the threat of death enveloped him.

I wailed in my heart, "Today, my old pig is going to explain here, but unfortunately my wife and children haven't enjoyed the hot kang head, and the plate of peanuts at home hasn't been eaten." ”

Suddenly.

The sun-shooting arrow flying in front of him was fixed in the air, and he could not move forward.