Journey to the West: Start by giving Taishang Laojun a whole life

Chapter 121 The fusion of magical powers and the invincibility of the Eight-Nine Profound Art shocked the entire Dragon Palace!

Fangcun Mountain.

In fact, everyone knows it.

After all, it is right next to the West Sea.

They had heard that Patriarch Bodhi was a reclusive immortal, and had not heard of any special powers about him, so they thought he was just a wandering immortal.

Among the five immortals in heaven and earth, the status of the scattered immortals is very low. Even the ancestor of earthly immortals, Zhen Yuanzi, has to greet them respectfully when he sees a first-class celestial immortal, let alone the scattered immortals.

Between heaven and earth.

Those who can enter heaven! That's amazing!

They sighed in their hearts as they watched Peng Bucai land on the high platform while laughing. His figure was so tall, several feet high. Compared with humans, he was extremely burly and gave people a sense of looking down on others.

In addition to the gloomy face, there is the pointed beak unique to the Dapeng clan, the unique black feathers, and the playful eyes.

That would be even more terrifying.

What made everyone sigh the most was that they saw the black armor worn by Peng Bucai, which had a ferocious shape and even had dragon patterns engraved on it. This was a treasured armor once owned by the dragon clan, but was snatched away by the phoenix clan and treated as a trophy and something to show off.

This piece of armor was once refined by a master. It has patterns on it, and has great magic power and supernatural powers, so it is difficult to be damaged.

On the other hand, Zhang Tian.

He had a delicate face and looked like a pretty boy, with delicate hands, long flowing hair, and was dressed in a green Taoist robe. Not to mention armor, he didn't even have any accessories, which made everyone shake their heads and sigh.

Zhang Tian didn't pay too much attention to the crowd, but just waved his hand, and a mixed iron stick automatically appeared in his hand. It was the one that Qingniu borrowed at the beginning, and he forgot to return it again.

The figure floated into the air.

Without any fear.

It landed directly on the high platform, which made Peng Bucai smile grimly. He waved his hand and an extremely long Fang Tian Hua Ji appeared. It was actually the same weapon as the Dapeng bird that was beaten up by the monkey later.

Zhang Tian couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. He always had an inexplicable sense of fate, just like the loser on the left side since ancient times. Holding the mixed iron stick and facing the Fang Tian Huaji, he felt confident.

However, he also knew that this was because the Dapeng clan was influenced by their ancestor, who later became the Golden-winged Dapeng. The other party was powerful and famous, and had influenced many people.

Just like in the future, any powerful monkey that does not play with a stick but instead dances with a sword will be jokingly called unauthentic.

Zhang Tian had the Tao Te Ching and felt that he had extraordinary comprehension. He waved the stick in his hand casually and felt that it was very easy to use. He sighed and looked at the opponent's Peng Bucai and said seriously, "It's not a sin to be arrogant, but it's a pity that you have committed the most unacceptable thing in the world, which is to provoke someone you shouldn't provoke!"

There is a rule in Journey to the West: no matter how arrogant and domineering you are, you may survive, but if you are blind, then there is nothing you can do. There are a lot of blind monsters on the way to the West, and they all become ghosts under the monkey's stick.

Of course, if you have a powerful background, like Yinjiao, you can also die and be reborn, but it is obvious that Peng Xiaocai in front of him does not have such a background.

The other party was furious, and swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and smashed it towards Zhang Tian. Seeing that Zhang Tian did not dodge and even dared to swing back, he was immediately delighted, "Fool! How dare you compete with the big peng bird in strength!"
"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

As the weapons collided, the terrifying force continued to vibrate each other. The Peng bird only felt his arms go numb, and a shock flashed through his heart. This man must have eaten several cows in one meal, but he was so strong.

He displayed the fighting method refined by the Dapeng clan, which was so exquisite. Zhang Tian saw it and learned it easily, then put it into practice and fought back.

He complained in his heart. But Zhang Tian was very happy, and even liked the feeling of physical combat. After all, magical powers consume a lot of mana, so why bother to use a big move when you can just use a normal attack?

In the stunned eyes of the crowd, they saw something incredible: the Dapeng clan, which was famous for their physical combat, was actually no match for Zhang Tian, who was of human origin, and was even slightly at a disadvantage.

Just thirty or fifty rounds.

Zhang Tian figured out the opponent's tactics, and with a thought in his mind, he combined the Powerful Bull Demon Fist and the Great Peng Fighting Dragon Technique together. This is the mystery of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, which can combine supernatural powers.

He had always used the San San Divine Art to accomplish it before, but this time, he completed it easily with just a thought!

He seems to be a fighting genius!
The stick hit out fiercely, with a force that seemed to be tens of millions of pounds. As everyone gasped, Peng Bucai was knocked flying. The stick hit his chest and he vomited blood on the spot. If it weren't for the black armor and the flower of spirit that formed a golden coat in his body, his entire chest would have been sunken.

Kong Buxiao, who was originally watching calmly, was suddenly shocked. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, and he shouted loudly, "Use your magical power, use your magical power quickly!"

Supernatural powers are the gifts of alien races.

Especially for the Roc, it has an extreme speed that can destroy everything, and the yin and yang energies that can attack people's souls and bodies. It is extremely powerful.

But before the big bird could get up, Zhang Tian had already flown up. In front of everyone's confused gazes, three hands grew out on his left side, and three hands grew out on his right side. At the same time, he made hand gestures and chanted incantations, and several rays of light appeared on his body.

"This is a Dapeng bird. It is a natural beast. Its physical body is extremely powerful. It also has magical powers. One magical power may not be enough. Add more!"

"I feel like two isn't enough, add more!"

"Add one more!"

At extremely high speed, the stick in Zhang Tian's hand smashed down head-on with a terrifying sonic boom. In the horrified eyes of the crowd, the body and armor of Peng Bucai, who had despair in his eyes, were smashed apart. The body turned into blood mist and the armor turned into pieces.

He was stunned.

Everyone present was stunned.

He stared blankly at Zhang Tian, scratched his head, and drew water to wash away the remains of the big bird, still muttering, "My master is kind-hearted. He didn't save his strength just now, and now he has collected your body, which can be regarded as a kindness."

Kong Buxiao was so angry that his whole body was shaking!
bristle!

He spread his wings and was about to fight Zhang Tian, but was kicked back by Ao Mo'ang, the Great Prince of the West Sea, halfway. He pointed his finger at the other party and said, "This is a fair competition. You are not allowed to interfere."

"My fucking brother is dead!"

"Your brother only lost his life, but Zhang Xiaoxian's arm was also injured... uh..."

Mo'ang looked at Zhang Tian's arm that was shining with golden light and recognized it at a glance. It was the indestructible magical power. With this magical power protecting his body, there was no harm at all.

I didn't know how to make it round for a moment.

Kong Buxiao struggled to get up and just stared at Zhang Tianzai, with murderous intent visible to the naked eye. His fingers moved slightly and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then, amid the astonished gazes of the crowd, the trembling voice of Prime Minister Turtle was heard.

"Second round, first match."

"Zhang Tian from Fangcun Mountain versus the Phoenix Clan... Kong Buxiao..."

Moang:?
Mo'ang was confused: I, Xihai, accepted bribes?
(End of this chapter)