Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

Before he could absorb the innate evil energy, he pulled out a ring-pommel sword and slashed at Lin Zhu.

There are no sword auras or sword energies; there is only extreme speed and power.

Lin Zhu held swords in both hands, using one sword to fight back.

The sound of weapons clashing generated a massive shockwave that swept across an area of ​​millions of miles.

The golden crocodile's strike was so powerful that Lin Zhu couldn't completely block it and was forced back three steps, which was a distance of a million miles.

"Strong, even stronger ones are yet to come!" Golden Crocodile swung his knife again with a backhand strike, without any technique, only power.

Lin Zhu swung his sword again to block, but this time he did not use brute force. Instead, at the last second before the blade made contact with the crocodile, he shifted the blade at an angle to deflect the golden crocodile's force before dodging to the side.

Immediately afterwards, he launched a flying kick, raising his knee forward and striking the golden crocodile in the chest.

A dull thud rang out, and Jin E staggered from the kick, but his ring-pommel sword spun around and continued to stab at Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu ducked and rolled away to avoid it.

The golden crocodile missed its target, but its tail swung out and slammed into Lin Zhu.

With a "smack," it struck empty air again, carving a trench in the earth. The Blackwater River flowed into the trench, forming a new tributary.

Pigsy quickly dodged away; the two of them were making such a racket that he was afraid he might be crushed into a meat patty if he wasn't careful.

Sometimes, watching a game can be life-threatening, especially when watching from close range.

"Hide? How long can you hide? If you dare to throw that seal at me, you should be prepared to be eaten by me."

The broadsword was aimed at Lin Zhu and slashed down again.

He was extremely confident in this strike, having already predicted Lin Zhu's position after he got up. He was certain he could hit him and prevent Lin Zhu from using the Demon-Slaying Sword to come to his aid.

But the next moment, he missed again.

He felt pain in his back.

Then Lin Zhu said from behind him, "Here it is!"

The tip of the sword that slays demons and vanquishes evil pierced his body; with a slash, the skin was torn open by the blade, and blood splattered everywhere.

Golden Crocodile had a look on his face that said, "I was careless!" "It's the Law of Space!"

Lin Zhu said, "It seems your intelligence gathering is not very accurate."

The wound torn open by the sword carried Lin Zhu's magic power and the power of the Undying Calamity Mark, making it difficult for the Golden Crocodile to heal.

"It's just the laws of space. I've seen it all before." The golden crocodile stomped his foot, causing only superficial wounds, nothing serious.

As it stomped out, ripples appeared in the surrounding void, and the space itself was naturally disturbed.

Lin Zhu had not yet mastered the laws of space, so he dared not easily break through space to teleport.

"Die!" Golden Crocodile gripped his knife with both hands and spun around.

The ring-pommel sword and its tail formed a flying wheel, charging towards Lin Zhu.

He was forcing Lin Zhu to confront him head-on.

At this moment, Sun Wukong returned and, seeing the scene of the battle, knew that he could not help in the short term.

But seeing that Lin Zhu had used almost all his methods but still couldn't defeat the Golden Crocodile, he immediately knew that he had to ask for reinforcements.

He was quite knowledgeable and knew that the Golden Crocodile was a crocodile dragon, belonging to the dragon race.

This place is close to the Western Sea, and he thought to himself, 'I remember my elder brother saying that the Dragon Clan is not to be underestimated either. I hope the Western Sea won't disappoint me.'

He somersaulted to the South Heavenly Gate without even saying hello to the gatekeeper, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the West Sea.

Then he plunged into the West Sea Dragon Palace.

Guan Yu saw Sun Wukong and asked, "That looks like a monkey. Why is it so arrogant? I'll go and catch it."

"General Guan, please wait. That is no ordinary monkey, but the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. He must have something important to do. If you see him coming to the South Heavenly Gate in the future, greet him if you want, but don't pay any attention if he doesn't."

Marshal Ma smiled and introduced Sun Wukong's identity to Guan Yu.

Guan Yu felt that his job was just like that of a deputy security captain guarding the gate, which was a waste of his talents.

As a general on the battlefield, he longed to establish merit, rather than waste his time in the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little envious of his third brother.

The underworld is never short of battles, but the heavenly court is so leisurely.

But even this gatekeeper job pays quite well.

When the Peach Banquet is held, at the very least you can get a peach that ripens only once every six thousand years.

For someone like Guan Yu, who is at the third level of the Law Realm, there is no shortage of peaches that ripen only once every nine thousand years.

Among the four marshals, Guan Yu was the most handsome, and the Jade Emperor was quite fond of him.

After all, he's a man with a magnificent beard!

In the West Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Run immediately noticed Sun Wukong's arrival.

'Hey, what's this monkey doing here?'

He hurried out to greet him.

"Great Sage, what brings you here today?"

Sun Wukong grabbed Ao Run's wrist. "Old Dragon King, do you know the alligator dragon of the Blackwater River?"

"Ah?" Ao Run was taken aback, not expecting the westward-bound caravan to have reached the Blackwater River so quickly. 'It seems my son Moang's opportunity to make a name for himself has arrived.'

"Great Sage, that little alligator dragon is the old dragon's nephew." He sighed and said, "Originally, he was the son of my brother-in-law, the Jing River Dragon King..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Wukong was puzzled.

"Old Dragon King, wait a moment. I, Old Sun, may be a little hard of hearing. Is that alligator dragon your nephew? Are you sure?"

"What's so uncertain about this?" The Dragon King of the West Sea was also puzzled. He had raised the little alligator dragon from the Blackwater River for a while!

Chapter 1047 Helpers from the Dragon Clan

Sun Wukong was genuinely surprised and said, "I didn't expect that you, Old Dragon King, have such mediocre cultivation, while your nephew has already reached the Hunyuan Realm."

Ao Run thought he had misheard and said, "Great Sage, wait a moment. Perhaps the old dragon is getting old and a little hard of hearing. Say it again, Hunyuan Realm?"

“That’s right, the Primordial Chaos Realm, a giant alligator dragon. My elder brother is still fighting it. If you can’t handle it, I’ll go to the Heavenly Court.”

"Wait a minute, the alligator dragon is still a dragon, we can handle it."

The Dragon King of the West Sea wasn't just boasting; the merit of this ordeal on the Journey to the West originally belonged to their dragon clan, and they couldn't let it go to the Heavenly Court.

If the West Sea is incompetent, why not just send a message to the East Sea?

Fortunately, the Myriad Dragons Formation across the four seas is interconnected, and he immediately sent a message to the East Sea Dragon Palace: "Brother, something has happened. A Primordial Chaos-level alligator dragon has appeared in the Blackwater River. We can't handle it, so please report it quickly."

Ao Guang was very decisive.

The communication function of the Myriad Dragons Formation should not be used unless absolutely necessary, which is why he was able to receive the message immediately.

Upon receiving the message, they immediately reported it to the Dragon Clan headquarters.

Everyone wants a share of the merits of Journey to the West, and the Dragon Clan is no exception.

The dragon clan members all bravely took the lead and quickly chose the strongest one, who then went directly to the West Sea through the Ten Thousand Dragons Formation.

The whole process took less than 15 minutes.

A flash of light appeared, and Sun Wukong saw a majestic man wearing silver armor, with long silver-white hair and two dragon horns on his head.

Compared to Ao Run, who still had a dragon head, the dragon in front of them had a completely human face and was very heroic.

"I am Ao Ming, and I have come to lend my assistance. This must be the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong."

"It is indeed I, Old Sun." Sun Wukong clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ao Ming, thinking to himself, 'Is this the true strength of the Dragon Clan?'

"Ao Run greets the envoy." Although the West Sea Dragon King is a Dragon King, his status among the dragons is far inferior to that of Ao Ming.

Ao Ming is a rare divine dragon with the bloodline of light among the dragon race, and can be considered a direct descendant of Zhulong.

"No need for formalities." Ao Ming simply nodded and looked at Sun Wukong, saying, "Great Sage, let's go."

"Old Dragon will use the Ten Thousand Dragons Formation to send you two away."

The water of Xiniu Hezhou was almost entirely transported from the West Sea, so the water veins of Xiniu Hezhou were mostly controlled by the West Sea Dragon Palace.

In this way, Ao Run could directly send Sun Wukong and Ao Ming to the vicinity of the Blackwater River via the water veins.

Sun Wukong cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Old Dragon King."

Ao Ming nodded approvingly.

Enveloped by a stream of water, Sun Wukong and Ao Ming were transported to outside the Blackwater River basin.

At this time, a protective array barrier had been formed on the outer layer of the Blackwater River basin, making it not so easy to get in.

"Watch me, Old Sun, break this damn formation."

Sun Wukong was rather impatient, and he would start hitting people as soon as he picked up his golden cudgel.

But this formation, set up by the Golden Crocodile, could not possibly be broken by him with a single blow.

He was thrown back by the force of the impact, and his hands felt numb.

Within the formation, the golden crocodile's spinning body continuously repelled Lin Zhu. "Boy, someone's come to save you. How long do you think it will take him to break through my formation?"

Despite being protected by the Ninth Grade Creation Green Lotus and having the immense magical power of the Universe Grotto-Heaven for sustaining his strength, Lin Zhu was constantly being repelled, and the Golden Crocodile's ever-spinning body could not break through his defenses.

A thought struck him, and the Primordial Time-Space Bell suddenly appeared outside his body.

With a loud "clang," time and space seemed to freeze, and the golden crocodile's attack was sent flying back.

In doing so, he gained a chance to catch his breath. "Believe it or not, you're dead."

The golden crocodile's final blow was delivered with its tail. The force of the rebound was so great that it almost broke the tail, but it also made the tail numb to the point of almost losing consciousness.

"I didn't expect you to have the power to fight back." The Golden Crocodile paused its attack, continuously absorbing innate baleful energy. "In a little while, even the Buddha of the Western Paradise will be unable to do anything to me. Even if I can't capture you, surely I can escape?"

Before he could finish speaking, a white light flashed across the sky, as if the night had been torn apart.

A dragon's roar resounded, and a blade of light descended from the sky, extremely sharp.