"How's that? Have you come up with any plans?"

In the canyon tent, Ning Wuqian was opposite Nezha and Yang Jian, and the three of them were drinking tea.

When he was in Black Wind Mountain, Nezha challenged Ning Wuji, and the two had a draw, and Nezha put Ning Wujian in an equal position with himself, and regarded him as a close friend.

The strong have the pride of the strong, especially characters like Nezha and Yang Jian, who were born in the sect, and have always looked down on people with low skills, dare to love and hate, only if they can beat them, they will be treated as equals, and expand to the demon kings of Niuhezhou in the west, this iron law also works.

If you don't have the ability, people will look down on you, like before Sun Wukong didn't make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, anyone could laugh at him in person, and after making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, even if he hated him again, he had to shout the Great Sage in person!

In the past few days, many big names have arrived, Nezha and Yang Jian have nothing to do, and they have more free time.

"There's no way, even a few uncles can't help it, this demonic energy is too powerful, even if those demons absorb it, they will die violently. Nezha was not used to drinking tea, so he drank wine with a wine bowl and shook his head.

Yang Jian is much more elegant, Yang Jian has a lonely temperament, basically has no friends, so he rarely drinks, and the elegant thing of drinking tea is very appetizing to him.

"The demonic energy is not powerful, the key is that I don't know what happened in the road, the bell must be tied to the bell, I don't know the crux of the road, and I can't prescribe the right medicine, if you can go in and find out the situation, you can have a solution!"

Ning Wu nodded, "Indeed!"

"You came to us, it shouldn't be just for tea and a bar? Say, what do you know?" Yang Jian glanced at Ning Wuji, he also has someone under him, from the mouth of the homeless people these days. I learned a lot of things.

Yang Jian already wondered if Ning Wujian had something to do with those demonic qi.

"In the black mist, there is a 'secret' related to ancient times, related to becoming a golden immortal, of course, this so-called 'secret' I don't know very well, I just heard what others said, but, no matter whether this secret is true or not, if you want to eliminate the demonic energy, you really need to enter it. I have something to do with it, so I'd like to invite you into it with me, how about it?"

"Ancient secrets?" Nezha frowned and said, "Could it be related to that person? The black-robed man who escaped from the prison?"

"I don't know!" Ning Wujian also thought about the mysterious black-robed man, but the time was not right, and the White Lotus Gate and the black-robed man should have nothing to do with it.

"You shouldn't have just invited us, right?" Yang Jian said.

"Haha, Erlang God is so smart. I want to surprise you. Outside the tent, laughter rang out, and the five-short Monkey King walked in and laughed. sat down at the table, grabbed a bowl of wine with Nezha, and drank it.

"Great Sage, why are you here?" Nezha snatched back his wine bowl. "Find the bowl and pour it yourself, what are you doing to rob me?"

Sun Wukong grinned, "Little family." In the past few years, the bones of Huaguo Mountain have been soft, and I heard that there was a big mess here, so I came here to visit when I had nothing to do. ”

"Erlang God, where is your dog?" Sun Wukong leaned over to Erlang God and smiled, "I like to eat dog meat recently, I heard that black dog meat tastes the best, I don't know if it's true?"

Somewhere, a thin-waisted dog shuddered, sneezed, wiped his nose, and who was talking to me?

Erlang God really wants Sun Wukong to roll as far as he wants, but as a heroic Erlang God, he naturally won't do such a shameful thing, just glanced at Sun Wukong coldly, and said lightly, "Recently, I also like to eat monkey brains!"

Sun Wukong's smug expression froze, and he immediately bared his teeth and took out the golden hoop stick, "Erlang God, are you begging to beat?"

"Hmph, who is afraid of whom? The defeated subordinates more than 500 years ago have the ability to go out with me to fight for 300 rounds!" Erlang God lifted the three-pointed two-edged knife and looked at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong also snorted coldly, "More than five hundred years ago, if it wasn't for Taishang Laojun throwing that bracelet, it is not certain who loses and who wins!"

Seeing that these two people were tense, Nezha was afraid that the sky would not fall, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's fight and fight!"

Ning Wuqian knows that these two are both masters who do not admit defeat, sooner or later there will be a battle, and he wants them to go in together, if he doesn't fight once, it is estimated that there will be no play, and he also wants to see how strong Yang Jian and Sun Wukong really are!

Sun Wukong wants to avenge the revenge of being yin five hundred years ago, and Yang Jian wants to prove that he can overpower Sun Wukong with his true strength, and the two are together, that is, the match meets gunpowder, and it will explode at one point.

Ning Wujian and Nezha all wanted to see the excitement, so they didn't stop them, the four of them all flew into the sky, Sun Wukong and Yang Jian stood opposite each other, and Ning Wuqian and Nezha watched from a few miles away.

In addition, those monks in the canyon learned that Sun Wukong and Yang Jian were going to compete, and they all came out to see the excitement, and even some rogues ripped a piece of cloth, opened a handicap, sat in the village by themselves, and bet on who could win, all of which were five or five, some people said that Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the sky, Cuiyun Mountain showed his might, how could Yang Jian be the enemy, and some people said that Yang Jian was an ancient general, the god of war in the heavenly court, coerced the Three Realms, captured Sun Wukong, and his subordinates were defeated, and Sun Wukong was definitely defeated again, and everyone was different.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick was waved, Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged knife was blocked, and the battle broke out.

The golden hoop stick is like a dragon out of the sea, dancing tiger and tiger, three-pointed two-edged knife is like a tiger blocking the road, opening and closing, when the dangdang collides together, a copper skin and iron bone, the ancestor of Su Bodhi has passed on, a body with "Eight or Nine Xuangong", the fierce god of war killed by the ancient gods, a good kill, the world is discolored, the sun and the moon are lightless.

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong battled, and even those immortals in the Central Domain also sensed it, and they all looked here, guessing who could win.

After a hundred and ten rounds of fighting, Sun Wukong turned into three heads and six arms, wielding three golden hoop sticks, his eyes were revealed, and his ears were heard.

Another hundred and ten rounds, Sun Wukong saw that he couldn't win, the monkey was in a hurry, and fell to the ground violently, his body swelled like a balloon, and in an instant, a giant ape grabbed the golden rod of Tongtian, and pressed it down with a stick, and countless peaks collapsed.

"Just what you can change, the law is heaven and earth!" Yang Jian shouted, his body also changed to ten thousand zhang high, and the three-pointed two-edged knife became nine thousand zhang.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Like a battle of giant beasts in the wilderness, the two giants were fighting, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, flying sand and rocks, and the mortals in the middle realm were frightened and panicked.

After hundreds of rounds, Sun Wukong violently blocked Yang Jian, pulled back, and shrank his body, "If you don't fight, you won't fight, I haven't eaten enough in the morning, I'll fight again when I'm full!"

"Okay!" Yang Jian saw that many people were injured by mistake in the battle, so he also collected his weapons and fell. (To be continued......)