"Brothers, it seems that we are really not the only ones who are improving!" Lei Hao turned his head and said to the six brothers with a smile.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and shaved on his waist, and said to Rekri: "Big man, can you see clearly? That Taiyi Golden Immortal Top Ten List is really a little three-eyed Yang Jian!" Yang Jian was the only one in the Heavenly Court who could fight with him in a dignified manner, and even had a slight upper hand over him! In the past two hundred years, he thought that his promotion speed had been very fast, and he was still thinking about when he would go to the Sect Camp to find Yang Jian to abuse him once, and at this time, he suddenly heard that Lei Keli said that Yang Jian had also entered the top ten Taiyi Golden Immortal List, and his heart was immediately a little unconvinced.

Rekri bent down and said, "Back to the words of Lord Monkey King, what Rekri said is true!"

Sun Wukong knocked down the desk in front of him with a bang, and said unhappily: "I don't believe it!" After speaking, he turned into a black light and rushed out of the hall, looking at the direction, it was flying towards the central camp.

"The eighth is in a hurry, the eighth is in a hurry!" Seeing this, the brothers vigorously patted the case and laughed.

Lei Hao looked at Sun Wukong, who was still frizzy, and shook his head speechlessly.

The six brothers don't care about Sun Wukong and continue to drink!

In the middle of a quarter of an hour, when the six brothers were drunk, suddenly a monkey with a black stick in his hand and wearing a coiled dragon demon armor rushed into the hall, knelt on his knees, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, the king of my family has fought with people in the central camp!"

The six brothers were startled, and at the same time, they turned into six black lights and swept towards the central camp.

The central camp is the camp in the center of the four major forces and the palace, and it is reserved for the small and medium-sized forces in the Great Red Sky of the Taiqing Realm, or the station of hermitage.

The six brothers saw many immortals and monsters around the central camp from a distance, and there were bursts of 'ping-pong' fighting sounds in the sky, and from time to time there would be a few shouts of Sun Wukong.

The six brothers showed their figures. Stopped in the air and stared intently at the fight in the air.

It was none other than Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, who were fighting in the air! Yang Jian was holding a first-class acquired spirit treasure-level three-pointed two-edged spear and knife. The figure turned into a blue light, constantly colliding with Sun Wukong, who turned into a black light, and then staggered, their speed was extremely fast. Among the six brothers, only Lei Hao can see their movements clearly!

Lei Hao could see that this immortal and demon did not fight with their lives, but it was more important than testing martial arts and competing for cultivation!

Judging from Yang Jian's coercion, he has indeed advanced to the Taiyi Golden Immortal level. It's the upper hand at this time!

To say that in the past two hundred years, there have been many battles between Sun Wukong and the eight-winged birdman and the great demon in the bright world. But either he has his own brothers, or his personal guards to help, or he uses his martial arts and King Kong's incorruptible body to grind down the enemy. But at this time, Yang Jian's martial arts are on par with Sun Wukong, and the body practiced by Eight or Nine Xuangong is no worse than Sun Wukong's King Kong incorruptible body, so at this time, the gap between Yang Jian and Sun Wukong's cultivation has become the key to deciding the battle.

"Dead monkey, accept it or not!" Yang Jian waved the three-pointed and two-edged blades in his hand until only the blue silk threads remained, and when the blue silk threads were chopped on Sun Wukong's body, the three-pointed two-edged knife could be fully revealed.

"I'm not convinced. Isn't it just a level higher than my cultivation? If you have the ability, wait for me to be promoted to the Demon Venerable, and then fight with me! Why don't you fight with my seventh brother now? If you can win him, I will obey you!" Sun Wukong danced the golden hoop stick in his hand into a windmill, and the power of the golden hoop stick as heavy as a mountain affected the space. A space of incomparable stasis was formed, every time Yang Jian's three-pointed and two-edged knife slashed at the golden hoop stick. The speed will be one beat slower.

This is a set of Qianjun stick method that Sun Wukong comprehended when he fought with those birdmen and demons in the past two hundred years, and once this set of stick methods is deployed, it will create a viscous space! The quasi-saint-level powerhouse has not tried it, but the eight-winged birdman and the big demon will be affected by this space, and he once relied on this set of stick method to stop the time when the four eight-winged angels were burned with their own strength!

Although the energy level of this battle is not high, but the combat level is very high, the six brothers have been fighting for hundreds of years with those birdmen and demons who will slash horizontally and vertically except for the ultimate, and they are so disgusted that they are about to vomit, at this time they saw a high-level battle, and they were fascinated for a while, and they couldn't wait to wave their weapons and rush up to insert a hand!

The immortals and monsters in the central camp are generally not very high, and in their eyes, the battle in the sky is a blue and a black light scurrying all over the sky, and they can't see the reason at all, and they are more interested in Lei Hao!

"Brother Junbao, is that one the Wanjun Great Sage Lei Hao, who is the first in the top ten of the Taiyi Golden Immortal List?" In the crowd of immortals, an immortal wearing a gossip robe secretly pointed at Lei Hao and said to a young immortal who looked handsome, but the yin and yang fish robe on his body was full of dirt.

"Look, that's the first demon cultivator in our Pangu Great World, Lei Hao, the master of the Demon Sect!"

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Lei Hao heard the 'hum' sound coming from below and the sound that filled the sky, frowned and lowered his head and slowly swept over the immortals gathered together.

Although Lei Hao did not use coercion, but after the god-killing spear was raised, the killing intent in his body was so strong that he could stare at a heavenly immortal with one look at a single thought, even if he did not have killing intent at this time, but his eyes were still like a sharp blade scraping these immortals who were immortals with a majority of heavenly immortals and golden immortals, and immediately all the immortals who were whispering at Lei Hao trembled, and quickly lowered their heads, and an irrepressible sense of fear rose in their hearts.

Wherever Lei Hao's gaze passed, all the immortals began to pretend to be turtles with shrunken heads, only the young immortal wearing the Yin Yang Fish Dao robe still looked up and looked at Lei Hao with curiosity, as if he couldn't feel the influence of the killing intent in Lei Hao's eyes.

When all the immortals lowered their heads, the only one who raised his head was naturally very eye-catching! Lei Hao stayed on this immortal, seeing all the dirt on his robe, his eyes were as smooth as jade, even when he saw Lei Hao staring at him, he did not bow his head at all, and he looked like a frank gentleman.

Lei Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly became interested! The one who can make such an appearance is not a righteous monarch with a noble character, but an unscrupulous hypocrite! He stared intently, and the next moment, in Lei Hao's eyes, the aura around the young immortal formed a small yin-yang fish, and this yin-yang fish was constantly turning, integrating the killing intent revealed in his eyes into the earth under his feet.

Lei Hao suddenly laughed, and he said softly: "Interesting!" Then the black light on his body flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the young immortal.

"You're very good!" Lei Hao said in appreciation. Now, whether it is cultivation or status, he is definitely qualified to say this.

The young immortal opened his mouth and smiled, revealing two beats of bright teeth and said to Lei Hao: "Xiaodao, thank you for the praise of the demon lord!"

Looking at the young immortal who was smiling a little heartlessly, Lei Hao suddenly remembered Sun Wukong, who had not yet gone to sea to learn art, at that time, this guy often laughed heartlessly with a mouthful of white teeth.

"Are you a monk of that sect?" asked Lei Hao suddenly.

The young immortal thought for a while and said, "There is no door and no sect in the small path!"

Lei Hao nodded, and said lightly: "Are you willing to join the sect master's sect and be the sect master's founding disciple?"

The young immortal thought for a moment and asked seriously: "Although Xiaodao has no sect or sect, it is free, what are the benefits of worshipping under your door?"

Lei Hao also thought about it, and said equally seriously: "There is no benefit, but only after entering the sect master's sect, you can continue to be free!"

The young immortal frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's okay, that little path will be under your door!"

Lei Hao chuckled lightly and said, "This sect leader is the leader of the Demon Sect, so you can only call yourself a little devil in the future!"

The young immortal didn't talk nonsense anymore, and knelt down cleanly and kowtowed to Lei Hao three times, Lei Hao stretched out his hand to help him up, and the apprenticeship was over!

The immortal next to him looked at the young immortal and Lei Hao speechlessly and enviously, lamenting in his heart why good luck didn't fall on his head!

After Lei Hao looked up at the battle between Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned his head to ask the young man, "What's your surname?"

The young immortal also remembered that he hadn't told Lei Hao his name yet, and immediately said: "Back to Shizun, the disciple's surname is Zhang, his name is Tong, and the word Junbao!"

Lei Hao sighed, stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Junbao, suddenly his hand froze, turned his head and asked, "Wudang Mountain Zhang Junbao?"

Zhang Junbao nodded. (To be continued.) )