Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Illusive psychedelic realm, bottom abyss, small world of green mist, "heaven".

This evolved heaven is really small and pitiful. The 36 heavens have seriously shrunk to the area of ​​one heaven, which can barely support a passage from the lower world to the sky.

Even the legendary Daluotian was completely silent at this time, without the slightest breath of life.

Outside the Lingxiao Palace, there are no golden dragons and colorful phoenixes guarding it, but only clouds of extremely unstable gray mist.

In the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were nowhere to be seen, and an invisible twisted emperor's throne stood alone in the palace.

In the entire heaven, the only conspicuous thing is a group of heavenly soldiers and generals blocking the entrance to the sky. Standing at the front of these heavenly soldiers and generals is Yang Jian holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. Not far from the entrance, there is a A blurry figure.

At this moment, they all looked fearful, clutching their weapons tightly and looking at the entrance to the lower world, as if they were waiting for someone.

Yang Jian, who was known as the 'God of War of the Three Realms', was trembling slightly. Only when he accidentally glanced at the blurry figure not far from the entrance did he regain his normal expression.

After a long time, a stream of light passed from bottom to top, breaking through the barrier of the entrance like a torrent.

Yang Jian's body trembled, his pupils shrank, he quickly raised his three-pointed two-edged sword and shouted towards the heavenly soldiers and generals:

"Brothers, get in formation quickly! The monkey is coming!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Wukong climbed up and reached the top of this small world. When he saw the gray mist covering the entire world, he couldn't help but sneered, then turned his body upside down and fell rapidly like an out-of-control meteor.

The heavenly soldiers and generals looked anxious and hurriedly moved their bodies to form a formation, but before they could take their positions, there was a roaring sound from the sky that tore through the wind and clouds, distorted the space, and broke through the sound barrier!

Looking up, I saw a giant monkey standing tall on the sky, falling rapidly from the distant sky!

The heavenly soldiers and generals could even see each of his yellow hairs swaying in the wind, as well as the cruel smile on his face!

"Get away! Get away quickly!" Yang Jian shouted.

Only then did the heavenly soldiers and generals come to their senses, screaming and scattering like birds and beasts.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong turned over directly, raised his hands high, raised his left foot, and pointed his right foot down. The fierce friction caused the stretched out right foot to be covered with a layer of wind-breaking flames!

"boom!"

The soles of the lotus silk Buyun boots, which were as huge as mountains, were stamped hard on the land of Fangxian Family!

"Ahhh!" A shrill scream sounded out.

Suddenly, with Sun Wukong's right foot as the center, a powerful wave of air was set off!

There are tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals who were crushed to pieces by this foot!The rest, those who were lucky enough to escape before the huge mountain-like feet fell, were also blown away tens of thousands of meters by the strong air waves. The horrified shouts spread from near to far, and slowly disappeared into the distance.

Then Yang Jian stuck the tip of the three-pointed two-edged sword into the ground, holding his body tightly under the fierce wind, his eyes full of horror and helplessness!

"Damn...if I had one percent of the real Yang Jian's strength, I wouldn't be in such a mess!"

Yang Jian thought to himself, and then his body trembled again. Sun Wukong actually leaned down and slowly stretched out the terrifying head that covered the sky. A pair of golden pupils as big as stars stared at Yang Jian, and there seemed to be something inside. There are thousands of sparks shining brightly and profoundly.

"What? Do you need to be so shocked? Have you never seen me use this magical power? You can't even use the laws of heaven and earth, right? Haha, as expected, you are a cheap fake!"

Sun Wukong opened his mouth wide, and every time he uttered a word, a strong fishy wind spewed out from the huge mouth as wide as a basin.

The fake Yang Jian was blown up and flew into the air, his sleeves and beard and hair flying together, making a hunting sound!

He could only stretch out his hands and grasp the three-pointed two-edged knife tightly. His body swayed with the strong wind. He was about to open his mouth, but his mouth was suddenly filled with the fishy wind, and it suddenly swelled up. He hesitated, unable to speak a complete sentence. If you don't come out, you will look embarrassed and funny.

This does not look like the God of War of the Three Realms, he is clearly just a humble soldier!

However, you can't blame him.

After all, he was just a creature evolved from a ray of the Queen Mother's innate Yin Qi. He only had a fake and real form, but did not have the powerful magical powers of the real Yang Jian.

Seeing that the fake Yang Jian was so weak, Sun Wukong felt bored. He raised his right foot and set off another hurricane, bringing up a large area of ​​blood mist!

The soles of the boots were covered with a bloody red and white sticky substance, and there was also a layer of bloody flesh on the ground. As the fierce hurricane blew by, all these disgusting things dispersed into green smoke that filled the sky.

He then lifted the law of heaven and earth, quickly shrank his body, and returned to his true form. He picked out his ears with his fingers, pulled out the golden cudgel, flicked it with his hand, and held it in his hand, and directed the cudgel towards the wind. Yang Jian waved!

At this moment, Yang Jian was still resisting the blow of the hurricane, and had to hold the three-pointed two-edged knife tightly.Sun Wukong hit his Tianling Gai with a stick. In this situation, there was no way to avoid it.

At this most critical moment, although the infinite fear of death was rising in the fake Yang Jian's heart, an idea flashed in his mind!

When the shining black golden cudgel was only three inches away from the fake Yang Jian's head, he suddenly loosened his grip on the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hands, and his whole body was instantly blown away by the hurricane, rolling backwards quickly. Retreat.

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, and instantly used his escape technique to turn into the wind. In an instant, he appeared next to Yang Jian, who was retreating quickly. He raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, which scared the fake Yang Jian to scream in surprise, and hurriedly shouted at the entrance to the sky. shouted:

"Old Lord, save me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of gray mist suddenly billowed, and a simple bracelet shot out from the sky until it locked onto Sun Wukong's head!

"Huh? Can even Taishang Laojun's diamond bracelet be faked?" Sun Wukong exclaimed.

The diamond bracelet was as fast as lightning. It shuttled through the space and carried an unstoppable majestic power!

Sun Wukong was locked by the diamond bracelet. For a moment, he didn't care about Yang Jian. He grew three heads and six arms. He threw the golden cudgel in his hand upwards. The body of the cudgel rippled, split into six, and hovered in the air with a black light.

He turned over, holding one in each hand, and without saying a word, the six hands swung together at the diamond bracelet that came through the air!

"boom!"

The diamond bracelet collided with the six golden hoops, and a sound of gold and iron was heard!

What's even more weird is that during the stalemate stage, the diamond bracelet turned directly into a gray mist and disappeared one by one...