Let you conquer the world of low-level martial arts, what the hell is Journey to the West?

Chapter 212 Erlang Zhenjun was so angry that he vomited blood: I will sue the Heaven, I will sue the Jade Emperor!
The monkey and Erlang Shen met in mid-air.

I suddenly started to have doubts in my mind.

How could this be such a coincidence?

I became each other's appearance and met each other just like that!
The two Bull Demon Kings were awkwardly picking their toes in mid-air, neither of them spoke first. Then they looked at each other and tacitly picked up the iron rods in their hands.

Just hear the sound of clang clang clang.

Suddenly the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

It can be said that they have met their match.

Although the monkey has not eaten the peaches, drunk the immortal wine, or stolen the immortal elixir, and has not cultivated a Vajra body in the Eight Trigrams furnace, he has practiced the physical body method and learned the Future Bodhi Sutra. Although it is not always effective, it is of some use.

Erlang Shen changed his appearance and used stick techniques, so his martial arts became three points weaker.

The man and the monkey had a lot of fun fighting.

First it flew up to the clouds and hit the sky, then it fell down from the clouds and hit the West Sea.

The West Sea Dragon Palace felt extremely shaken, and the old Dragon King was even more frightened. "How can the West Sea shake like this when there is a magical object that stabilizes the sea? Is the sky falling?"

The eldest prince had already heard the news. He took a deep breath and said, "It's three times more terrifying than the sky falling. There are two Bull Demon Kings fighting above our West Sea."

"Oh, two?"

The Dragon King of the West Sea was immediately surprised and laughed, "This Bull Demon King has finally met his fate. Last time, he transformed into the Dragon King of the North Sea to deceive us and almost caused us to cause trouble for the immortal in Fangcun Mountain. I didn't expect that things would change and he would also meet a fake one! Hahaha!"

The old Dragon King originally wanted to watch a good show.

But my intuition was spinning.

I was immediately terrified. If the two Bull Demon Kings in the sky continued to fight, the entire West Sea would probably be in a state of sea sickness.

So the old Dragon King flew up and acted like a good guy, shouting, "Stop fighting, stop fighting, two demon kings, stop fighting."

No one listened.

He could only use his trump card, "Disturbing the four seas is a violation of the heavenly law. If you two want to continue fighting, I can only go to heaven and report to the Jade Emperor."

The Monkey King and Erlang Shen had something to hide, so they could not face the Jade Emperor, so they stopped immediately, and then both sides spat at each other and cursed.

"You're fake!"

"You are the fake one!"

"You're fake!"

"You are the fake one!"

The two men stopped and flew away on a cloud.

The monkey returned to Fangcun Mountain and complained to Zhang Tian, ​​"I am really unlucky today. I ran into an old cow when I went out."

The monkey thought that person was the old cow.

But Zhang Tian fell into deep thought. After all, the old cow knew the monkey. The last time he yelled at the Fangcun Mountain, even if the master spared his life, he would definitely suffer the consequences. How could he appear in the sky now?

unless……

His mind was as quick as lightning, and he had already guessed that what the monkey encountered was a fake. And there was probably only one person in the Three Realms who could fight the monkey head-on and remain undefeated, and who also had such magical powers of transformation.

Zhang Tian smiled and thought to himself, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

The monkey was clearly dissatisfied. He looked at the sky and saw that it was still dark. It was the old Dragon King of the West Sea who interrupted the two of them, otherwise the fight would have lasted for ten days and ten nights.

The monkey said, "I've been unlucky this time. I've suffered a loss. I won't change into that old cow this time. I'll change into something simpler."

He transformed himself.

He turned into the old Dragon King of the West Sea.

Then he rode on the clouds and flew towards the Guanjiangkou where Erlang Shen was, and even took a detour instead of going through the Dragon Palace in the West Sea. Just as he was about to reach the Guanjiangkou, he saw the clouds rolling and a person standing on the auspicious clouds. He looked from afar.

Hey! Old Dragon King of the West Sea!
monkey:……

Erlang Shen: ...

The two of them were stunned, and then subconsciously dodged, but suddenly came to their senses, pointed at each other, and started cursing on the spot, "So you're a fake!"

The two were stunned.

Then laugh.

He waved his magic weapon and started fighting again.

From heaven to earth.

When they attacked the other old dragon kings’ territory, they were all confused. “How could my third brother have such divine power?”

Arrived at the West Sea territory.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals were so scared that they rushed to wake up the old Dragon King who had just fallen asleep. "Oh no, my king, there are two kings fighting outside."

Old Dragon King of the West Sea: Ah?
He hurried out of the door, feeling as if the sky was falling, and rushed forward to stop the fight. The three of them were mixed up, and the gods who came to join in the fun, the Dragon Kings, their sons and grandsons, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who came to stop the fight were all confused and could not tell them apart at all.

His son recognized him immediately, "That's the weakest one, the one who got beaten is my dad!"

However, this was not the time to tell the truth. All the gods came together to persuade the monkey and Erlang Shen, and invited friends around them. It was unknown how many gods came before they persuaded the monkey and Erlang Shen to leave.

The monkey performed a somersault cloud and turned over, and flew towards Jilei Mountain according to Qingniu's instructions.

Erlang Shen took a look and did not fly towards his own Guanjiangkou. Instead, he made a long circle before arriving at his own territory. After fighting all night, he was exhausted. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He slammed the table and asked people to bring some food to fill his stomach.

No one answered.

Not only were his six brothers absent.

Even Roaring Sky Dog is not here.

Erlang Shen was puzzled and asked a subordinate. The subordinate looked confused and said, "Just now, you came back and asked the other masters to go out. You said you wanted to survey the world and talk to the mountain gods and land gods to take back the mountain gods and land seals to avoid being plundered by the new True Lord."

Erlang Zhenjun was stunned. He was clearly fighting with the old Dragon King just now, so when did he come back?

When will you take the six brothers out to measure the mountains and rivers?
But he reacted quickly.

He was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. There must be a thief who changed into his appearance and deceived those brothers away. The Six Saints of Meishan knew his background and knew which mountain gods and land gods were loyal to him and which were not.

It only takes three to five days.

We can take away all the seals of those mountain gods and land gods, and take away their authority, and then we will be left with no soldiers!
He has been planning for hundreds of years.

All of them must be cleared out!
Erlang Zhenjun became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He wanted to cast a spell to tell his six brothers and his family's stupid Roaring Sky Dog, which didn't even recognize its own owner, what a dead dog. However, he found that the secret had been blocked and he couldn't get in touch with him at all.

He almost vomited blood on the spot.

He had even guessed who the so-called thief was.

It is very likely that he is the new True Lord appointed by the Jade Emperor not long ago.

Sure enough, when he turned around, he found that the mountain-driving whip hanging on the wall was gone, as well as all his magic weapons and even the mountain-splitting axe!
What a cruel thief!
Please leave me one!
Erlang Zhenjun roared at his men.

"Give me my armor, my uniform!"

"Write the memorial for me."

"I want to go to heaven!"

"I'm going to the South Heaven Gate, I'm going to file a complaint with the Heavenly Palace, I'm going to file a complaint with the Jade Emperor!!"

(End of this chapter)