Chapter 332: War The golden-winged Roc once again used the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand to block the powerful golden whip from Wang Lingguan. Then the figure became like a ghost. He was clearly holding a heavy weapon, which should have been very powerful, but he made it seem as if he was using a dagger. When he appeared again, he was already behind Wang Lingguan. 'Ding! ' With a crisp sound, the tip of the Fang Tian Hua Ji was blocked by Wang Lingguan in the same posture as Su Qin carrying a sword on his back at the critical moment. That’s right, Wang Lingguan couldn’t keep up with the speed of the Golden-Winged Roc, but his fighting skills, which were so profound that they seemed like instinct, had long been engraved in his bones. Relying on his instinctive fighting skills, Wang Lingguan was always able to block the seemingly all-pervasive attacks of the Golden-Winged Roc at the last moment. The Golden-Winged Roc failed in his attack again, but he was not disappointed, because he knew very well that it was basically impossible for him and Wang Lingguan to decide the winner in a short period of time. At their level, especially for great masters like Taiyi Golden Immortal who are known for their physical strength, it is normal for the battle to last a hundred to eighty days if the two sides are evenly matched. unless…… The Golden Winged Dapeng silently calculated the time, and suddenly felt a little uneasy. According to the time, the damned monkey should have arrived...

'boom! ! ’ At this moment, there was a roar in the void, followed by a red flame that covered the sky. The flame burned in the air, but it did not seem to be fierce at all. Instead, it seemed as if it was not in this world. This fire is not an ordinary fire. It is the result of refining the spirit of the heart, the essence of the kidneys, and the qi of the dantian, and is deduced and sublimated using the principle of monarch, minister, assistant and envoy. It is called Samadhi True Fire. This fire is the fire of essence, energy and spirit, and it is also the fire in stone, fire in wood, and fire in the air. If any fire burns, it must have something to rely on, but this Samadhi true fire is everywhere and burns everywhere. Although the Three Realms are vast, there are only a handful of people who can refine the Samadhi True Fire to such a powerful state. And there is only one Samadhi True Fire like the one in front of us, which carries an extremely ferocious and murderous aura! The Great God of Santan Haihui, the Marshal of Zhongtan, the Grand Master Tongtian, and the Third Prince Nezha! The moment it saw the Samadhi True Fire, the Golden-Winged Roc withdrew without hesitation. Its shoulder blades suddenly swelled and spread out its huge black wings that were three meters long. With a flap of its wings, it is about to fly away. The Golden-Winged Roc recognized the owner of the Samadhi True Fire, and knew that he was no match for Nezha and Wang Lingguan. However, although the Golden-Winged Roc is fast, Wang Lingguan is even faster. It's not about speed, but about tacit understanding. Nezha and Wang Lingguan are both war gods in heaven, in charge of refining demons and subduing monsters. They have fought each other countless times in private, and it can be said that they are already familiar with each other's methods. As early as when Nezha just showed his fighting spirit, Wang Lingguan had already sensed the arrival of this old friend. And when the Samadhi True Fire was about to bloom, Wang Lingguan had already prepared his measures. "Empty Thunder!" When it comes to thunder, no one among the Taiyi Golden Immortals can match Wang Lingguan.

The golden whip in Wang Lingguan's hand vibrated, and in the void, there spread out lightning like snakes. The thunder was silent and colorless. It was more like transparent aura than thunder. This energy is not directed at the Golden-Winged Roc, but at the surrounding space. The Sky-Transforming Thunder does not reinforce the surrounding space. If it just reinforced it, it would only take a little more effort for the Golden-Winged Roc to break through it. Not only does it not strengthen, but it dilutes, diluting the solidity of the surrounding space, but dilution does not mean complete dissolution. To put it bluntly, the space that was like a highway to the golden-winged Roc turned into a dirt road in the countryside after rain. Only Wang Lingguan could do this during the Taiyi Golden Immortal period, because in order to influence the space of the Three Realms, especially this kind of degradation effect, one must be a person with great supernatural powers. The reason why Wang Lingguan was able to do this was because of his status as a deity in heaven. The Heavenly Palace was born out of the will of Heaven, and Wang Lingguan, as the guardian deity of the Heavenly Palace, has been guarding Lingxiao and serving the Jade Emperor all year round. He has long been favored by the Heavenly Palace. In other words, what's wrong with your own children making trouble at home? Although the degradation of space caused by the Sky-Transforming Thunder could only last for a moment, and the Golden-Winged Dapeng's extreme speed was only hindered for a moment, but in this short moment, the Samadhi Fire that Nezha had erupted had already arrived. From Wang Lingguan's burst of Sky-Transforming Thunder to Nezha's Samadhi Fire covering the body of the Golden-Winged Roc, everything happened almost at the same time. This level of tacit understanding is extremely rare. It can be said that it has reached the highest level of collusion. Wang Lingguan would not doubt whether Nezha's Samadhi Fire could completely stop the Golden Winged Dapeng's extreme speed, and Nezha would not doubt whether Wang Lingguan's Sky-Transforming Thunder could create an opportunity for him to stop the extremely fast Dapeng. The golden-winged Roc was only frozen for a moment before being caught up by Nezha's Samadhi Fire. At this time, the Golden Winged Roc had lost the opportunity to retreat, because with the approach of the Samadhi True Fire, Nezha's energy had already locked onto him. Yes, the Golden-Winged Roc has extreme speed, but this does not mean that he can easily escape from the hands of two physical combat masters of the same level when he is forced to lose the initiative. If you want to escape, you have to pay the price. And it’s not a small price to pay. The initiative is very important for immortals and gods who fight with physical bodies. But the initiative here does not mean that whoever takes action first will have the initiative. When Nezha fought against Monkey King, Nezha suffered a loss in intelligence because he did not have a clear understanding of Monkey King's methods, and was put in a very embarrassing situation by Monkey King's transformation technique. When Monkey King later fought against Yang Jian, it was because of Laojun's bracelet that he was forced to lose the initiative and his collarbone was locked. Now, the Golden-Winged Roc is in a similar situation. With the tacit cooperation between Wang Lingguan and Nezha, he no longer had a chance to escape. It also lost the initiative. Next, he will face two famous war gods in heaven. Coincidentally, these two war gods are in charge of refining demons and subduing monsters, and he, the Golden-Winged Dapeng, is, in a sense, a monster. "Pharaoh!" Nezha had an excited grin on his face. His body shook, revealing a three-headed, eight-armed form. In his hands, he held the Fire Spear, the Chaos Sky Ribbon, the Universe Circle, the Demon-Slaying Sword, and the gold brick.

After just one encounter, Nezha went full fire! The Golden-Winged Roc had no way out. Under the lock of several magical weapons and objects, all he could do was attack head-on! In an instant, Nezha and the Golden-Winged Dapeng collided with each other! One is the evil Nezha who protects religion for three days, and the other is the golden-winged eagle on the head of Tathagata. The five magical weapons displayed their power and abilities, and the Fang Tian Huaji remained motionless. The Samadhi True Fire bloomed like a fire lotus, enveloping everything around it, even isolating Wang Lingguan. From afar, one could see that above the sky, the red flames condensed into a huge, solid lotus, enveloping an area of ​​space. The Samadhi Fire was so intense that it even burned into pitch black at the edges, looking extremely murderous. However, Wang Lingguan did not choose to rush into the battlefield immediately because Nezha had already given him a signal. Wang Lingguan let go of the golden whip and chanted the spell with both hands. At the same time, Wang Lingguan's voice rang in Jiang Lin's ears: "Xuanying, look at my divine power of the Divine Sky Vein!" Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin quickly retracted his gaze and stared closely at Wang Lingguan's every move. His Purple Star Dharma Eye was stimulated to the extreme, and a brilliant stream of light flowed from the corner of his eye. “Imperial command! The Nine Heavens respond to the origin, the Godly Sky will not cross! The Purple Sky Great Brahma, the thunderous power penetrates the sky!” "Respectfully obey the command of the Nine Heavens Golden Palace Southern Pole Immortal Ten Thousand Thunder Emperor!" Wang Lingguan rarely chanted the mantra. For him, thunder magic was already ingrained in his bones. Even the Tianshu Thunder could be summoned at any time. But at this moment, he was chanting the mantra meticulously, communicating between heaven and earth, invoking the heavenly court, and sending down thunder. From this we can see the power of this thunder! “Nine Heavens Godly Heaven Great Brahma Purple Gold Divine Thunder!” As Wang Lingguan's voice fell, nothing happened. Generally speaking, if any real thunder method wants to show its power, there must be changes in the celestial phenomena. To summon thunder, one must first summon clouds, and where there are clouds, there will be thunder. This is almost the truth of thunder method. The reason why I say almost is because at this moment, right in front of Jiang Lin, Wang Lingguan, who is honored as the Taiyi Thunder God Yinghua Venerable, broke this truth. After Wang Lingguan chanted the mantra, a ray of lightning slowly burst out between his hands. The bolt of lightning was only as thick as a child's arm and only three feet long, but it made Wang Lingguan's hands tremble, and he seemed to be unable to control them. Jiang Lin stared closely. The thunderbolt was purple-gold in color. Rather than thunderbolt, it looked more like a purple jade sculpture. Wang Lingguan took a deep breath. It was obvious that this thunder was a huge burden for him. The next moment, after catching his breath, Wang Lingguan took a step forward, held the thunder with one hand, and threw it suddenly in the direction of the fire lotus condensed from the Samadhi True Fire! 'laugh……' It was like thunder carved from purple jade, with extremely subtle movements, rushing forward at a speed that was definitely not fast. Jiang Lin looked at the thunder and could easily capture the trajectory of the thunder, but just looking at it gave him the same feeling of horror as when he first stepped onto Thunder Island and faced the Tianshu Thunder. No, the feeling is even stronger than before.

No matter how powerful Tianshu Thunder is, it is still a spell. And the purple-gold divine thunder of the Nine Heavens God Brahma in front of him is a magical power! The words "magic" and "supernatural power" are often mentioned together, but the difference between them is as huge as heaven and earth. Jiang Lin watched as the purple-gold thunder slowly sank into the fire lotus, and then disappeared, as if nothing had happened. But the next moment... ‘Buzz! ! ! ’ The heaven and earth shook! The Samadhi True Fire with a pitch-black flame edge suddenly collapsed, and was replaced by the purple-gold thunder that swept across the world! The power of thunder was overwhelming. Jiang Lin only felt his ears buzzing, his vision blurred, and all five senses were temporarily deprived by this explosion of thunder. But before that, Nezha’s arrogant laughter was heard. It was unknown how long it had passed before Jiang Lin was able to see again. He rubbed his eyes and quickly looked towards the place where the thunder had erupted. The purple-gold thunder has disappeared, and the Samadhi True Fire has also been extinguished without a trace. Jiang Lin could only see two figures, one red and one gold, each holding a flaming spear and a golden whip, rushing forward one in front and one behind! In between the two was the golden-winged Roc whose armor was shattered and half of the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand was broken! There were clearly enemies only in front and behind, but the Golden-Winged Roc only felt that the four dimensions up and down, east, west, north, south, front, back, left and right were all full of murderous intent and hostility! Being targeted by two famous killing gods in heaven at the same time is definitely not a good experience! These two guys are here for their lives! The Golden-Winged Roc did not choose to sit and wait for death. With a sharp scream of space vibration, the wings behind the Golden-Winged Roc suddenly spread out, and every black feather was connected to the space. The innate magical power of Billions of Spaces Escape was pushed to the extreme by the Golden-Winged Roc. That's right, he didn't want to resist, but to escape. Are you kidding? If you don’t run, you’re going to die? The immortal gods who have practiced the art of physical combat have extremely solid strength. One is one, two is two. If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. There is nothing to say. There is no such thing as gaining insights before a battle and then greatly increasing one's strength to counterattack. "Command! Nine Dragon Divine Fire!" However, just as the Golden-Winged Roc was stirring up the space and trying to escape, Nezha, with a grim smile, activated a certain divine object. 'boom! ! ’ Nine flaming dragons emerged from the void, intertwined together, and turned into a fire shield. The cover was slammed down, completely trapping the Golden-winged Roc inside! The divine fire, which was extremely blazing, isolated the Golden-Winged Roc from the call of space! Kowloon Divine Fire Cover! Nezha has hidden this magical object in the void from the very beginning, waiting for now! Nezha has no lack of combat wisdom and experience! Now, this Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover has become the last mountain that breaks the camel's back! It looked like Wang Lingguan's golden whip was about to hit the back of the Golden Winged Roc's head, while the Purple Flame Snake Fang Fire Spear and the Demon-Slaying Sword were about to pierce the Golden Winged Roc's heart and dantian acupoints. However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred! "Hey hey hey..." Along with a sharp laugh, a golden and red figure suddenly appeared on the side of the Golden-Winged Roc.

The Dharma image has three heads and six arms, holding three golden iron rods. ‘Ding ding ding…’ Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal clashing, the three golden iron rods blocked the three magical weapons: the golden whip, the fire spear and the demon-slaying sword. It was not an easy task for the golden and red figure to withstand the final fatal attack from Nezha and Wang Lingguan. But up to now, after Wang Lingguan and Nezha used all their skills in a short period of time, it is inevitable that their Dantian Qi and physical strength are a little exhausted, while that scarlet-gold figure is in full spirit and full of energy. In the end, it prevented the golden-winged Roc from dying. "Smelly monkey! What are you doing!" Nezha's six eyes all turned red with anger, and he bared his teeth as he looked at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared. "Third Prince, I am here on orders. I am too lazy to help this bastard, but I cannot watch him die in front of me." The red-gold figure was naturally Sun Wukong, who was wearing golden armor, a cassock, and civil and military sleeves. Sun Wukong bared his fangs and grinned at Nezha, then looked at Wang Lingguan, "Old Wang, long time no see." "Great Sage Equaling Heaven, since you are a first-rank celestial being in my heavenly court, why are you stopping me from enforcing justice for the heavens?" Wang Lingguan's voice was solid and steady, seemingly not giving Sun Wukong any face at all, but he had already loosened the strength on his hands. He knew very well that with the monkey here, even if he and Nezha joined forces, it would be futile to kill the Golden Winged Roc. "I have no choice. Please bear with me, Old Wang." Monkey Brother smiled, but that smile was mixed with other meanings. "Monkey, you should know that you can't carry this golden-winged roc..." Nezha opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped halfway through his words. Because the golden-winged Roc that was originally behind the monkey suddenly had a misty air around its body, and then suddenly disappeared! The Golden-Winged Peng was still holding back, or in other words, he had already started preparing the moment the monkey appeared! He escaped! And it looks like it has been successful! At the moment when Monkey King and Nezha Wang Lingguan were fighting each other, Nezha no longer had the energy to maintain the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, which gave the Golden Winged Dapeng a chance to escape! "Ha ha……" However, Nezha just sneered, and Wang Lingguan remained expressionless. Instead, the monkey's face suddenly showed some anticipation. ‘Buzz! ! ’ A divine light descended from the sky, and the light was so bright that it illuminated the world. At first, the divine light was only as thick as a finger, but after catching a certain figure, it suddenly expanded to a radius of ten feet! "Uh-huh!" The golden-winged Roc let out a wail and was suppressed tightly by the divine light. It was blasted to the ground involuntarily, and its wings behind it were bent at a horrifying angle, which obviously meant it was broken.

At this time, Monkey Brother looked up at the sky, and in his scarlet-gold eyes, a surging fighting spirit like fire gradually ignited. I saw a figure quietly emerging above the sky. He was wearing a cloud crown, a set of silver armor, a celestial eye between his eyebrows, and a black cloak with cloud patterns fluttering behind him. A white-haired puppy was squatting at his side, and in his hand, a three-pointed, double-edged knife was pointing diagonally. The True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao, Erlang Shen Yang Jian! This young master of heaven, who should have been busy with Lingxiao and buried in the affairs of heaven and had no time to care about other things, arrived on this battlefield with an absolutely domineering attitude. "Nezha, Wang Shan, take Dapeng back to heaven to restore his life." Yang Jian spoke calmly, while Wang Lingguan and Nezha, who had already fallen to the ground, bowed solemnly in response. After giving instructions, Yang Jian's eyes finally fell on Sun Wukong: "Sun Wukong..." "Yang Jian!" As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Sun Wukong. The three-headed, six-armed monkey raised his hand and threw his cassock away, his red-gold eyes burning with the flames of war. "I have been waiting for this day for eight hundred years!" "bring it on!!" (End of this chapter)