Under the full speed of the flowing clouds and golden light, Zhu Tiancang arrived at the territory of Jilei Mountain not long after.

As far as the eye can see, the thick cumulus clouds of the Thunder Mountain at this moment are shrouded, and it is dim and lightless within a range of 100,000 miles, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

Standing in mid-air, Zhu Tiancang opened the emperor's eyes, and in an instant, figures began to appear in his eyes.

Within a hundred thousand miles around the Jilei Mountain, there were one figure after another, and these figures gathered together and divided into many camps, enveloping that area like an iron wall.

"Hey, that's ......"

Suddenly, Zhu Tiancang's eyes shrank, and the golden threads of spiritual energy caught his attention.

Looking along those golden silk threads, I saw that above the heavenly dome, the golden silk threads were like a huge net opening up and enveloping a hundred thousand miles of territory, enveloping the monks of the major forces below.

But these silk threads were extremely hidden, and if it weren't for the emperor's eyes, Zhu Tiancang would not even be able to find them, let alone those monks.

For a while, Zhu Tiancang's heart was tumbling.

With such a huge net, it shrinks as soon as it shrinks, and the monks who are shrouded in it are afraid that they will all suffer, right?

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang exhaled and said secretly: "Who is it? Who laid all this?"

Although there were many doubts in his heart, Zhu Tiancang did not hesitate anything.

Yuehua, Yang Jian, Nezha and others are still among them, and they are in crisis, it is absolutely impossible for him to sit idly by.

With a thought in his mind, Zhu Tiancang once again cast the Flowing Cloud Golden Light Escape, and quickly swept towards the direction of Jilei Mountain.

This time, Zhu Tiancang did not sneak into it with the Thirty-six Tiangang Transformation Technique, but swaggered in like this, the purpose of which was not only to tell everyone that he was coming, but also to be confident in his own strength.

The change in mentality made Zhu Tiancang no longer hide his head and tail as he did back then.

As Zhu Tiancang sped through the air, the monks who were hiding around discovered his traces.

After seeing Zhu Tiancang, the monks who were hiding were shocked one by one, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Look, isn't that Zhu Tiancang?"

"Damn, isn't this guy an emperor Buddha in the Spirit Mountain?

"Bastard, this guy's cultivation has actually reached the quasi-saint consummation, how is this possible!"

“......”

After a long while, those stunned people came back to their senses, and after wanting to glance at each other, they took out the sound transmission jade talisman one after another to tell Zhu Tiancang about Zhu Tiancang's trip to Jilei Mountain.

In just a quarter of an hour, within a hundred thousand miles of Jilei Mountain, everyone knew that Zhu Tiancang was coming, and his cultivation had reached a terrifying quasi-saint consummation.

For a while, the reactions of the major forces were mixed, and they all guessed Zhu Tiancang's purpose, and at the same time ordered the monks under his command not to act rashly, and the heads of those forces also walked out of the shadows one after another and went to the direction of Jilei Mountain.

For all this, Zhu Tiancang didn't know that he had arrived at Jilei Mountain at this moment.

As far as the eye can see, the entire Jilei Mountain is in tatters at this moment, the mountain has collapsed, the mountains and forests have been destroyed, and there are traces left behind after the war raging on the ground.

After a few glances, the stumps and severed arms of the monsters can be faintly seen on some ground, and the most eye-catching ones are the bull demon and the monkey demon.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Tiancang's brows furrowed, and he muttered, "This monkey and the Bull Demon King are fighting again?"

Just as Zhu Tiancang was about to enter Jilei Mountain, a blazing blue flame surged from the ground, and the temperature was so high that even the space trembled.

When the flames attacked, Zhu Tiancang's eyes shrank, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's not good, it's Nanming who leaves the fire!"

As soon as his mind moved, Qinglian Creation took a step, and Zhu Tiancang's figure disappeared from mid-air in an instant.

The flames rushed into the sky, directly burning the dark clouds over Jilei Mountain, and the heavy rain continued to fall with a pouring momentum.

On the ground, Zhu Tiancang was drenched to death by the rain, but he didn't care at all, but looked at a deep pit in front of him, looked at the blazing blue flame and said, "Red boy, are you going to do it with me?"

For Nanming Lihuo, Zhu Tiancang is no stranger to it.

He also knew that there were only two people in this world who mastered Nanming Lihuo: Wuchao Zen Master Lu Jian and Zhu Rong's reincarnated red boy.

It is obviously impossible for Zen Master Wuchao to appear here, and the only possibility is the red child.

As Zhu Tiancang finished speaking, within the flames, the eighteen- or nineteen-year-old red boy walked out slowly.

Soon, the red boy came to the venue, looked at Zhu Tiancang and frowned, and said, "The lackey of the Western Sect, Jilei Mountain does not welcome you, get out!"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.

He didn't believe that Red Boy didn't recognize him, but the latter was saying so now, and it was clear that the other party had recovered some of the memories of the ancestral witch.

Even these memories have deeply affected Red Boy, except for the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess, I'm afraid that Red Boy really won't care about anyone.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhu Tiancang's mouth outlined a sneer.

Although he did not come to find fault, he was not so discouraged as to be provoked and indifferent.

With a thought, the Ruyi Sword appeared in his hand, and Zhu Tiancang calmly looked at the red boy and said, "Is it?

As soon as these words came out, the red boy's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he took out the red tassel gun without the slightest fear, staring at Zhu Tiancang with his eyes like looking at a dead man and said, "If you must stay, then leave your corpse!"

After speaking, the red boy took the initiative.

I saw him stomp his foot, and suddenly the earth sank, and the terrifying power erupted, ejecting like an arrow from a string, holding a red tassel gun and killing straight towards Zhu Tiancang.

In this regard, Zhu Tiancang is not afraid at all.

Seeing that Red Boy didn't use his mana, he didn't mean to use it, after all, he had already cultivated the Immortal Golden Body to the point of perfection, even if the ancestral witch was resurrected, he couldn't defeat him with one blow, not to mention that Red Boy was just a reincarnation.

The Ruyi sword in his hand waved, driving the strong wind to slash at the red tassel spear in the red child's hand.

Zheng –

A deafening symphony rang out.

I only heard a scream: "Ah......" The red tassel gun in the red boy's hand came out of his hand, his hands were red and bloodstained appeared, and his body was shot away like a cannonball, and it hit a mountain wall fiercely.

In an instant, the mountain wall collapsed, directly burying the red child's body in it.

After doing all this, Zhu Tiancang lightly put away the Ruyi Sword and said, "Compared with my strength, you are still a little tender, and it is almost the same as letting your father Bull Demon King come out." ”

This is not Zhu Tiancang's high opinion of the Bull Demon King, it is really the power of the law of strength that he dare not ignore, especially after seeing that scene on the other side, he does not dare to underestimate the law of power that suppresses the law of three thousand.

(End of chapter)