There is only one truth about prehistoric times

Little Leiyin Temple.

Just as the three of Yang Jiao and the golden-winged roc were fighting, Yu Hua's body was filled with blood mist, and a ferocious aura spread across all directions. The blood-transforming sword turned into a red light, and slashed straight at the king with yellow eyebrows.

And Zhu Tianpeng took the opportunity to find Jin Nao, intending to take the opportunity to rescue Ao Bing.

Shangbaoqin's golden rake hit the golden circle, but it was unscathed.

"This thing is so hard?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tianpeng used many supernatural powers such as Taiqing Divine Thunder, Samadhi True Fire, Liuding Divine Fire, etc., but they were all to no avail, and did not even leave any traces on the golden cymbal.

"Brother, please stop first. If you don't stop, I will be burned to death by you first!"

The golden cymbal is indestructible, and it is difficult to break through it without magic formulas. On the contrary, Zhu Tianpeng used magical powers one after another, making Ao Bing miserable.

Although the grade of this golden cymbal is not very high, but as Maitreya's signature magic weapon, it has been blessed by the power of a saint. It can be said that ordinary people want to break it, which can be said to be wishful thinking.

"Damn it, no wonder the yellow-browed king is so confident."

"Junior brother, wait for a while, I will take down the yellow eyebrow and force him to hand over the formula to untie the golden cymbal."

Zhu Tianpeng immediately stopped trying, but turned around and joined the battlefield.

Facing Yu Hua, King Huangmei could barely hold on. If he added Zhu Tianpeng, it would be difficult to parry him in a few rounds.

Therefore, I want to run away immediately.

"Huang Mei, stop going!"

Yu Hua yelled violently, and the blood-transforming magic knife showed endless sharpness, and the evil spirit soared straight down.

However, Huang Mei used a substitute technique to escape.

Zhu Tianpeng also joined in at this moment, chasing after Huang Mei.

the other side.

At this moment, the golden-winged roc's face was a little uneasy. He thought he was invincible under the quasi-sage, but he suffered a lot from the hands of the three juniors, and his body was full of traces of thunder.

Although it was only a slight injury, it was very embarrassing.

"Yin Yang Scissors!"

The yin and yang energy circulated around the body, and two divine lights, one black and one white, turned into a pair of extremely sharp scissors and cut towards the three of them.

The power is strong enough to destroy mountains and seas.

Neither Jingwei nor Yang Jiao and Yang Jian dared to be careless and dealt with them carefully.

"Feng Lei Scissors!"

"Seven Star Sword!"

"Tai Chi symbol!"

Faced with such a powerful blow, even Yang Jian, who practiced eighty-nine profound arts, did not dare to resist, but sacrificed the Tai Chi symbol that Guang Chengzi sacrificed before to resist.

The phantom of Tai Chi appeared, the Yin and Yang runes protected everyone, and the power of the best innate spiritual treasure was undoubtedly revealed.

With Yang Jian protecting the crowd, Yang Jian and Jingwei quickly sacrificed Lingbao to attack him.

Above the sky, a large piece of void was shattered, the wind danced wildly, the sky thunders raged, and the yin and yang qi criss-crossed. Obviously, a real fire has been fired.

At this moment, the golden-winged roc no longer held his hand, and sacrificed a spirit treasure spear.

The two qi of yin and yang are wrapped around it, and every blow carries enough power to annihilate a Da Luo Jinxian.

"Wind Thunder Divine Light!"

"Fighting to the stars!"

Jingwei followed suit, attaching Fenglei Shenguang to Fengleijian, and the strong wind and lightning intertwined, and went straight to meet it.

On the other hand, Yang Jiao used the supernatural power of shifting stars, trying to use his strength to bounce back the golden-winged roc's supernatural power, allowing him to try his own supernatural power.

"boom!"

The bright sword glows across the sky, this is Yang Jiao urging the Seven Star Sword with all his strength, and the power of endless stars gushes out.

The power of wind and thunder, turbulent endlessly, wiped out each other with the power of yin and yang.

Seeing this, Yang Jian also came up with a three-pointed two-edged sword to kill him. Each move was like an antelope hanging its horns, and it was hard to find a trace. Daluo Jinxian's late-stage mana spurted out.

The golden-winged roc has been immersed in the peak of Daluo for tens of thousands of years, and its experience and accumulation are beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

After tossing and turning, the attacks were resolved one by one.

Tusita Palace.

Xuanchen sat opposite the Taishang Laojun, and he was always watching the battle at Xiaoleiyin Temple. Seeing that Yang Jiao and the other three were able to fight against the golden-winged roc, he immediately smiled and began to comment.

"Senior Nephew Yang Jiao, like Uncle Master, and Senior Brother Xuandu, they all have the same kind of breezy appearance, it seems that they are the true inheritance of the Way of Inaction!"

"As for Yang Jian, although his realm is slightly inferior to that of Yang Jiao, he has a strong sense of fighting. The Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills have reached the peak of the sixth rank. After this battle, he is expected to reach the seventh rank."

"Jingwei's supernatural powers, magic weapons, and realm are all good, but his fighting experience is a little weaker, but after this battle, his use of the power of wind and thunder should also be improved to a higher level."

"Zhu Tianpeng and Yu Hua are both manufacturable materials, and their use of supernatural powers and magic weapons is also excellent.

"These people, given time, will enter the quasi-sage realm and there will be basically no problems."

"Three teachings of Xuanmen, there are successors!"

"Although Ao Bing is a little weaker, his bloodline also has a tendency to return to his ancestors. With the luck of Journey to the West, it may not be possible that he has no hope of stepping into the quasi-sage realm. It depends on the Dragon Clan's reluctance to invest."

Now, he is already a strong man at the peak of Hunyuan Jinxian, so it is natural to comment on a few Daluo Jinxians with ease.

Taishang Laojun also nodded, obviously agreeing with Xuan Chen's views.

But the better the Xuanmen disciples became, the more uneasy he became.

Nowadays, innate spiritual treasures are no longer born in the ancient world. These disciples cannot move to a higher realm without carrying the three corpses.

When the time comes, the road will be cut off, what kind of scene will it be like?
After thinking for a while, he suppressed many thoughts one by one.

The most urgent task is to complete the journey to the west and survive the calamity of Buddha and demon.

"Ao Bing is trapped in Maitreya's golden cymbal, and there is no way to break the curse. It will take a lot of work for the canopy to get rid of it. Let me help them!"

I saw Xuanchen taking out the Mu Tianzhuo, throwing it away, and then jumped into the void and disappeared.

When it appeared again, it appeared above the Xiaoleiyin Temple, bursting out with immeasurable divine light, and smashed straight towards Jinnao.

"boom!"

A huge roar resounded through the sky, and the void trembled continuously. The originally indestructible golden cymbal was now smashed into a big hole, and even the restrictions on it were much dimmed.

Obviously this spirit treasure has been severely damaged.

Ao Bing's body trembled unceasingly, obviously frightened by the roar just now, and then quietly poked his head out.

Lingshan.

As a spiritual treasure closely related to Maitreya, he was severely damaged, so he naturally felt something and immediately exclaimed: "Damn it, who is my golden cymbal?"

Although Jin Nao is only a top-grade innate spirit treasure, but it has been blessed by a sage, it is not far behind the top-grade innate spirit treasure.

Now that it is damaged, I don't know how many years it will take to restore it.

This made Mi Le heartbroken.

The west is barren, and even Maitreya, who is a quasi-sage, does not have a few innate spiritual treasures.

The only good news is that the Xiantian Lingbao contains the indestructible aura, which can slowly repair itself, but it will take a long time.

The spirit treasure was damaged, and Maitreya could no longer sit still, so he got up immediately and went to Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Although the West was always paying attention to the Little Leiyin Temple, but the blow just now was sent from the void, and a flash of light was seen, and Jin Nao was severely injured.

But it is precisely because now, Maitreya is not sure about the identity of the person who took action.

It can only be determined that the person who makes the shot is above him.

"Golden Rope!"

When the golden-winged roc was dealing with Jingwei's wind and thunder, Yang Jiao made a decisive decision and sacrificed the golden rope given by the Supreme Lord, hoping to restrain the golden-winged roc.

Yang Jian also took the opportunity to mobilize the power of the sky eye, shining white light to the golden-winged roc, hoping to temporarily stabilize its figure.

"wishful thinking!"

Seeing the two brothers of the Yang family wanting to restrain themselves, the golden-winged roc immediately raised its head to the sky and screamed, urging the yin and yang divine light with all its strength, trying to resist the power of the golden rope and the sky's eye.

At the same time, the real body of Dapeng manifested, and a gust of wind was set off to hit the three of them.

Fighting alone, he thinks he is no weaker than any of them.

But with one against three, even as proud as he is, it still feels a bit difficult, and if you are not careful, you will fail.

"Tai Chi symbol!"

Yang Jian quickly sacrificed the Taiji seal to resist, tossing and turning in the air, protecting Yang Jiao and Jingwei.

Jingwei uttered a clear cry, and immediately turned into a Jingwei bird, unleashed his wings of wind and thunder, whipped up countless winds and divine thunder, and struck towards the golden-winged roc.

Above the sky, the wind and thunder were stirring, and countless thunder clouds gathered.

With Jingwei's full force, the originally extremely violent thunder cloud erupted at this moment, and countless lightning bolts attacked the golden-winged roc like a silver snake, obviously wanting to wash away the ground with thunder.

But to use this trick, the consumption of Jingwei is also huge.

If the Golden Winged Roc cannot be taken down quickly, the situation is likely to be reversed.

"Taiqing Shenlei!"

"Yuqing Divine Thunder!"

Yang Jiao and Yang Jian obviously saw this and quickly used the thunder method, hoping to increase the power of Lei Yun.

Watching the two perform the thunder method, Jing Wei seemed to have realized something. He heard from his master that Master Xuanchen used to fuse the three major divine fires to develop the Samadhi Divine Fire on the basis of the Samadhi True Fire.

That is, the predecessor of the Myriad Tribulations Divine Fire, which is now so powerful.

That being the case, since the three cleansing techniques have the same origin, can the thunder magic supernatural powers of each other be integrated?
"Shangqing Divine Thunder!"

Thinking of this, Jingwei recovered his innate Taoist form, cast the supernatural thunder, merged with Yang Jiao's and Yang Jian's thunder techniques, and turned into a thunder vortex, trapping the golden-winged roc tightly.

Taiqing Shenlei, Yuqing Shenlei, and Shangqing Shenlei, the three major gods complement each other, and their power increases instantly.

Daodao thunderbolts turned into shackles, and evolved into real dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and many other mythical beasts, which hit the golden-winged roc fiercely, like raindrops, continuously.

Yang Jiao and Yang Jian were also very shocked, they did not expect that their lightning methods could be integrated with each other.

"Boom!"

The three great divine thunders criss-crossed and spewed out from the thunder vortex, beating the golden-winged roc in a state of embarrassment, its body scorched black, looking very miserable.

Even the originally elegant feathers have become messy.

Even in some places, flesh and blood can be seen.

The golden-winged roc's yin-yang divine light was fully stimulated, and its mana surged and surged, but it only blocked the thunder from one direction, but it was difficult to resist the thunder from other directions.

"Damn!"

The furious Golden-winged Dapeng wanted to rush out of the thunder whirlpool, but how could Yang Jiao and the others just sit idly by and ignore it.

Yang Jian took the lead, and the power of the sky eye fixed the void.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jiao and Jingwei sacrificed the binding spirit treasure together.

"Golden Rope!"

"Heart-piercing lock!"

These two spirit treasures, one for locking the body and the other for locking the soul, cooperated with each other to firmly restrain the golden-winged roc, making it impossible to escape through its wings, which can be called seamless.

The golden-winged roc, whose body and soul were sealed, fell straight from the sky.

On the ground, countless smoke and dust were raised.

If it wasn't for his physical strength, it might not be impossible to fall to a bloody mess.

But if this is the case, it will be disgraced and embarrassed. (End of chapter)