"The second god will be Yang Jian!"

As soon as the five words came out, everyone's faces changed.

It's just that the reasons for the change in everyone's faces are different, not to mention what the Bodhisattvas who were shocked and flew away were thinking, just saying that Rulai, Burning Lamp and Maitreya, they were shocked that Yang Jian's strength was so strong Not only can he win three points with one enemy and three, although he didn't go all out on his side, but obviously, the other party didn't go all out.

When did Yang Jian's strength become so strong?

On the other hand, when the monkey saw the Buddha calling out Yang Jian's name, he was also stunned in his heart, and even smiled bitterly.

This kind of strength, daring to love, this Yang Jian was playing with himself back then!

This idea has been around for a long time, but today it has been confirmed.

Besides, what does the sub-god will, the sub-god will? He had never heard of this term before!

"Yang Jian?!" the gray-clothed man let out a quackling laugh, "Pick up the Buddha, you're old and confused!"

The denial is simple, but it is also suspicious.

The wooden staff in the hand of the Buddha was slightly raised, and a golden vortex was clearly visible on the tip of the staff, and the next moment, the tip of the staff was already at the tip of the gray-clothed man's nose, although the tip of his nose was covered with a piece of cloth.

"......~" The face under the gray cloth tightened slightly, and the gray-clothed man's body retreated.

"Break!" the Buddha let out a low shout, and the golden vortex on the tip of the staff turned into a golden mist with his voice, and began to spread, and this golden mist seemed to be like a substance, and it was enveloped towards the gray-clothed man.

"Broken!" the man in gray scolded, and his body emitted a trace of green light, which was mixed with the golden mist, making a chilling sound that made people's hearts chill, as if a scoop of cold water was poured on a red-hot soldering iron.

After the green light circled around the gray-clothed man, it quickly evaporated without a trace.

And the golden mist was still undamaged and shrouded the man in gray.

"Bad luck!" the man in gray snorted coldly, and his body rose from the ground, shining with a turquoise light and shooting upward.

"It's useless!" said lightly, "Show your true strength!"

Sure enough, with his voice, the seemingly intense green light that the gray-clothed man was subjected to was once again extinguished by the golden mist.

"Take out your true strength, Yang Jian, maybe you are used to the way of fighting between sub-god generals, but, I want to tell you that the battle between god generals and sub-god generals is completely different, if you want to hide your strength and true identity in such a battle, then, prepare to die!"

The wooden staff in his hand touched the ground again, and his body disappeared in place.

With a scream, the golden mist finally covered the gray-clothed man's body.

"Damn!" the man in gray scolded angrily, and a black light finally burst out of his body, which was the magic weapon that was entangled with the Dinghai Pearl just now.

With a "swoop", the black light broke through the golden mist and struck towards the receiver.

Then he sneered, and the wooden staff in his hand was gently raised, colliding with the black light.

This time the impact did not cause much shock and movement, and the side retreated as soon as it was touched, and the black light seemed to have been hurt by something, and the speed became slower, and it lost its original speed and momentum, and began to wilt, and at the same time, the gray-clothed man let out a long roar, and a black spear appeared in his hand.

The tip of the spear lit out pear blossoms, spelled together with the golden mist, and the body finally broke away from the golden mist.

"Is there a battle between the gods and generals?!" The gray-clothed man looked a little embarrassed at this time, except for the gray robe on his face, almost all the rest of the place was intact, shattered into wisps, revealing the bright dark armor under the robe.

"Since you want to fight, then fight!" The black spear flickered, and with the sharp mang that pierced the void, it stabbed towards the leading door.

The wooden staff in the hand of the guide once again merged with the golden mist, and the wooden staff glowed with a faint dark golden light, meeting the big black gun.

"Bang bang bang ......!" The body of the Buddha was muffled, and the figure of the Buddha looked like a thin old monk, who was simply more flexible than the monkey, and the man in gray seemed to have great strength, but he was forced to retreat again and again.

"I said, the fighting method of the sub-god general is useless here, Yang Jian, take out all your strength, otherwise, in the next round, you will have no power to return to the sky!"

The man in gray didn't speak, but his forehead suddenly lit up.

Although it was tightly blocked by the thick gray robe made of unknown things, through this gray cloth, you could still see the faint intense white light.

Then, the gray robe could not block this incomparably hot, mysterious white light in any way.

The white pillar of light pierced through the gray robe and rushed towards the attacking Buddha.

"Eye!" The golden light on the Buddha's body burst into flames in an instant, and a purple lotus platform appeared on his side, and the glow of the sun was ten thousand ways, and the white light was fighting.

There was a terrible, piercing thud.

The old pig and the sand monk were blown up on the spot, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, while the monkey was knocked back dozens of miles, barely standing firm, and a mouthful of blood gushed up.

The sky of Lingshan was also lit up at this time.

"Amitabha!" As the three of Maitreya chanted the Buddha's name at the same time, the Buddha's light appeared, and countless Dharma wheels began to rotate around the three of them, resisting the destructive effect of the light emitting outside.

The wooden staff in the Buddha's hand pointed at the purple lotus, the lotus staff touched, the purple lotus moved slightly, and the glow emitted from it converged violently.

It's just that although the glow has converged, the white light emitted by the Eye still can't move forward half a step, as if an invisible force is blocking it.

After the purple lotus disappeared in the glow, it also changed, the treasure light flowed above, and the petals of the branches and leaves converged, forming a reverse growth process, the normal growth process is from the lotus seeds, germination, leaf extraction, flowering in such an order, but this purple lotus actually went in the opposite direction.

And with the reversal of this purple lotus, the white light also slowly retracted backwards.

It's as if time is turning back.

Top 10 Iron is time!

"The reversal of time!"

The face under the gray cloth tightened suddenly, and the white light suddenly flourished, blocking the trend of rewinding, getting out of the control of the law of time, but it no longer attacked, and flew straight backwards, but it was just a blink of an eye, and it disappeared into the night sky of Lingshan.

It came suddenly, and it went even more suddenly.

It was not expected by all.

And the Buddha doesn't seem to have the intention of chasing.

Just looked at the direction in which he disappeared, sighed slightly, and paused the wooden staff in his hand.

"Buddha, this ......!" Randen spoke first, with an ugly look on his face.

Shaking his head slightly, a little bitterness appeared on the face of the Buddha Gujing Wubo.

"You are the Monkey King!" then turned his head, looked at the monkey who had withdrawn a few miles away, and asked softly, with an unconcealable kindness in his voice, like a warm current, injected into the monkey's already frightened heart.

"Yes!" the monkey nodded, unconsciously straightening his back, and his attention was involuntarily attracted by the Buddha.

"Come here!" beckoned the Buddha.

The monkey involuntarily followed his gesture and flew in front of him.

Looking at the monkey up and down, the Buddha nodded, "Good, good, good, worthy of being the closed disciple of Patriarch Subodhi, good!"

After saying four good things in a row, the monkey didn't know what was going on.

"How is the patriarch?!" the guide asked.

"Patriarch is all right!" the monkey said, without concealing or concealing at all, "I met Patriarch not long ago, and everything is as usual!"

"Hmm!" the guide nodded, a slightly complicated smile appeared on his face, "This time, you and a few others escorted the golden Zenzi all the way west, thank you for your hard work!"

"Don't dare, the disciple is guilty of sin, and the work of this trip cannot atone for the sins of the past!" the monkey said, although the Buddha in front of him gave people an extremely compassionate and harmonious feeling, at the beginning, the monkey was almost shocked, but the monkey is a monkey after all, and the stone monkey who has been pressed for five hundred years and has become much smoother has not forgotten the suffering of the five hundred years of being pressed, so although he has no ill feelings towards the Buddha in front of him, he has no good intentions.

It's just that the battle between this lead and the gray-robed man Yang Jian just now was too shocking, and it was not at all what he could imagine, so he lowered his posture.

Anyway, his master's brand is there, and the benefits he should get will naturally not be less.

The guide listened to the monkey's words and smiled.

"You've gotten smarter!"

"The Buddha has won the prize!"

"Several of you have walked this road to heaven, although in the end, on this spiritual mountain, Jin Chanzi died, but this is not your fault, things happened in Lingshan, naturally Lingshan will be responsible, your merits, naturally you are also here, not only your own, this should belong to Jin Chanzi's merits, will also be counted on the heads of several of you, so, you don't have to worry about ......!"

"Buddha-!" suddenly spoke.

"Buddha, now in this Daxiong Treasure Hall is only the body of the golden Zenzi, the original god of the golden Zenzi has not been found, and it is not necessarily dead!"

"Of course he's dead!" then sighed, "This Yang Jian's original mission was just to stop me and not give me a chance to rescue Jin Chanzi, although they only found the physical body, but if my expectations were right, the primordial spirit of Jin Chanzi should have been destroyed long ago!"

"Why are they doing this?!" the ancient Buddha asked, "What good is it for them to do this, although this golden cicada is dead, the merit will still be divided, and the final cause and effect on this path to heaven has ended!"

"What they are stopping is not ending the cause and effect of this path to heaven!" said the Buddha, "but what they want to end is another cause and effect from 100,000 years ago, a cause and effect related to me!"

"Is that person really Yang Jian!?" This very simple sentence was asked by Maitreya Buddha, although this spiritual mountain is now suffering heavy losses, but his face is still smiling, without a trace of contrived feeling, "I don't look like it, I understand this kid, he won't have such a strong power!"

When Rulai and Randen heard this, they also showed a suspicious look on their faces.

"Yes, Yang Jian is just a sub-god general, it is impossible to have such a strong force, even if it is a sneak attack, it is impossible to have the strength to hurt the Buddha and stop the Buddha from going way!"

Jie Yin's face darkened slightly, "You all know who the sub-god general he is, don't forget, back then, Zhun Ti died in the hands of the sub-god general of the same person, Yang Jian, Kong Xuan, Wu Gang, are the three strongest sub-god generals of your generation, in your generation, I'm afraid only Rulai can be compared with them, so don't underestimate them!"

"So, this time, is that the person meant?!" After listening to the words of the Buddha, Rulai did not show a happy look, but on the contrary, a thick melancholy color shot out of his eyes, "If it is her, what is her purpose?"

"In the Three Realms, apart from her, there will be no second person who will do this, dare to do this!" The surrounding atmosphere was slightly cold.

"Then, Buddha, we-!"

"You just wait here, this matter will not be over, I will go to Zixiao Palace now, hmph, even if she is the third god general, I will definitely seek justice from her in this matter!" As he spoke, the body that led to the Buddha disappeared.

The entire Lingshan Mountain was silent again, quite eeriely quiet.

............ Between heaven and earth, there is a blood.

"Who are you?!What do you want to do?"

Yang Jian's brows furrowed slightly, looking at the fat, tall, reddish man in front of him, who was wearing a blood-red robe and full of blood, he raised his head again and looked at the strange space he was in.

The two sides have been facing off here for at least five hours.

Yang Jian couldn't figure out the strength of the other party, but only inferred that he was only stronger than himself, so he didn't dare to make a move easily.

And the other party obviously didn't mean to strike first, but just trapped him in this strange space.

Yang Jian has asked this question several times, he is a patient person, so although he has asked more times, he does not have the slightest general emotion, just asks over and over again.

"I don't have any malicious intentions, at least not now!" After not knowing whether it was Yang Jian's fifty-seventh question or fifty-eighth question, the fat man finally spoke, "I just invited you to come to me as a guest, sit for a while, drink some tea, and eat some snacks!"

"I didn't see any snacks!" Yang Jian sneered, and as soon as the words fell, the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand had already reached a place less than a centimeter from the fat man's throat.

Just now, this guy didn't move like a statue, which made him feel like a dog biting a hedgehog and had nowhere to start, but now, when he spoke, Yang Jian found a flaw, a suspected flaw.

It's only suspicious, but for him, it's enough, and he needs a chance to break the ice, whether it's successful or not.

"Brush" sound.

The fat figure vanished.

"You're really welcome!"

The voice sounded again, but this time, it was behind Yang Jian, followed by a pair of fat fists.

There was a silent "bang!" There was a bang, and his fists collided with the barrel of Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged gun, Yang Jian's face changed, and his body involuntarily retreated.

"Come again!" The fat man seemed to be a little excited, and his blood was churning for a while, and he waved his fist and smashed towards Yang Jian again.

"Idiot!" Yang Jian sneered, the third eye on his forehead opened violently, and a dazzling white light shot out from this eye, and the fists collided heavily.

"Ahh

"The Eye of Reincarnation really deserves its name, so I won't accompany it!"

With this voice, the fat guy disappeared, disappeared without a trace, and with it, the endless bloody breath.

A cool breeze blew, and the sound of insects chirped in my ears, and when I looked up, the starry sky was brilliant and the moonlight was shining, as if nothing had happened.

"It's weird!" Yang Jian showed a strange look, "It seems that I was tricked, this guy is obviously delaying time......

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "However, even if you saw it before, it's useless, his strength is not below me, except for a few of us and Rulai, is there such a strong sub-god general......"

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, so he had to shake his head.

"Forget it, let's go to the boss first and see what the hell is going on!"

(To be continued)