All Heavens: Achieving Great Supernatural Powers from the Journey to the West

Yunlan Mountain is not far from the capital of the Jiama Empire, only a few dozen miles away.

On the three-year appointment day, Xiao Yan walked towards Yunlan Sect early in the morning.

On this day, Xiao Yan did not use his fighting energy to transform into wings like in the past, but took one step at a time, as if he was 'enlightening the Tao', strengthening his mind.

The arrival of the chat group - the arrival of Xu Xuanzhi - the recovery of Yao Lao - the three-year appointment

Along the way, he no longer knows how much he has walked, how much he has experienced, how much he has gained and lost.

Those experiences that had happened long ago were constantly reminding him that he was no longer the kid who had no ambitions beyond the Xiao family and the Jiama Empire, and whose dreams in this life were only in the realm of fighting spirits, fighting kings, or fighting kings.

Along the way, he has witnessed too much and experienced too much

"Huh, it's time to end all this, Nalan Yanran."

Xiao Yan stepped up to the last step of Yunlan Mountain and looked at the face that he had hated for a while.

The proud daughter who once trampled on the dignity of herself and the Xiao family.

Nalan Yanran.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yan's heart was completely calm, and he didn't even have the slightest bit of hatred that he should have had.

"Xiao family, Xiao Yan! Come to keep the three-year appointment!" A cold and indifferent voice came from his mouth, causing countless Yunlan Sect disciples to raise their heads and their breathing was disordered.

"Xiao Yan."

Nalan Yanran felt complicated in her heart, looking at the young man who had been hurt by her back then.

"It was you and I who made this three-year agreement in the first place. Unfortunately, our strengths are now disproportionate. As long as you can take one of my moves, I'll count you as the winner." Xiao Yan sighed, revealing all his aura. .

"Nine-star fighting spirit!"

Everyone was stunned, not only the elders of the Yunlan Sect, but also the guardians such as Fa Ma from the royal family of the Jia Ma Empire, Dan King Furukawa, Sea Emperor Hai Bodong, and Ling Ying who was observing in secret were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground. .

Of course, further behind the scenes, a dark figure was smiling.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, Xiao Yan is actually so terrifying at this time? Fortunately, there is the Naoshizi villain chat group, which allows me to know some of the fate of Xiao Yan in advance, so I can ambush this Xiao Yan."

"But there is still some weird smell here. There must be something fishy about this kid. To be on the safe side, we have to go to the Xiao family first and capture Xiao Yan's father. Be fully prepared before threatening him again!"

After saying that, the figure quietly disappeared into the shadows, and the natives of Dou Qi Continent present were completely unaware of him.

Only Xu Xuanzhi felt something different.

Immediately, he who was sitting in the crowd also flashed his figure, used a spell to hide himself, and followed the opponent some distance behind.

Staring at the other party's body filled with black mist, Xu Xuanzhi could identify that it was the guardian owl of the Soul Palace. But why is the other party here now? In the fateful trajectory, it was only Yun Leng who attacked the Xiao family, not the bird protector.

Suddenly, an idea appeared in Xu Xuanzhi's heart.

"No matter what, catch him first! Let's catch one of the Jiejie monsters like Hundian first. Let him be Jiejie all day long."

After thinking in his mind, the Xuanqing mana in Xu Xuanzhi's body seeped into the ground, pulling the Xuanhun power of the earth, and then quietly unfolded the demon-suppressing formations that needed to be used.

At this time, he finally knew how troublesome it was for monks to fight encounters.

Why can the Tathagata push a monkey down the Five Fingers Mountain with one palm, but be stung by a scorpion spirit and cause unbearable pain?

Monks in the world of Journey to the West who pursue pure magic and magical powers all have this problem. If you want to maximize your combat power, you must be prepared in advance, or carry a magic weapon that can be used at any time.

Xu Xuanzhi's state at this time was like this, and his magical powers were basically broad but not refined. Although he can support this quality and quantity with his own foundation, the speed is still not up to his ideal state.

"When the three-year agreement is over, or when the trial is over, I will refine the formation disk and the sword disk. This will save me from being killed by "general" enemies at close quarters."

Xu Xuanzhi's heart settled, and he flew out, surrounded by a circle of white mist, and landed in front of the bird protector.

"Who is it?!" Guardian Ya was stopped by someone. He was shocked and immediately yelled.

"Jie Jie, you are the guardian duck of the Soul Palace, here to take your dog's life!"

In the white mist, a voice slightly similar to his came. In the center of the mist, a pressure almost as powerful as him was spreading outward.

"Hmph! Pretending to be a ghost!"

In an instant, a dark chain with a deep luster burst out from the black mist. But in the blink of an eye, this chain collided with a chain of mist that looked like white snow.

With a clang, the chains collided with a loud noise, and a large impact spread outwards.

The strength and strength of the two chains are almost the same. After the tops of the chains, which are as sharp as blades, collide together, the distance and direction of the two chains popping out are completely opposite, just like looking into a mirror.

"How is that possible!" Guardian Ya was shocked, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Who are you?! Who are you in the chat group?! Meng Xingyun? Worshiping the Moon? Or Li Yao?" Protector Yao shouted sternly. At this moment, Xu Xuanzhi knew why the other party behaved in such a weird way.

It turns out that the other party is also a member of a different chat group!

At this point, how could Xu Xuanzhi continue to tease each other. No longer holding back, several Wutu Fu Demon Dao Swords flew up from the ground below, killing the black mist body of the duck protector.

At the same time, various elements in the world also turned into Gengjin, Yimu, Guishui, and Binghuo under Xu Xuanzhi's power and flew away with demon-subduing swords. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of swords flew out, forming a huge Five Elements. Demon Sword Formation.

The moment these demon-subduing Dao swords flew out, they transformed into two, two into four, and four into thousands.

Boundless sword energy flew out, each sword energy was as powerful as Xiao Xiu's full blow, and each sword energy was enough to shatter a boulder the size of a house.

Such a large number has already overwhelmed the guardian duck, not to mention that these demon-subduing Dao swords contain the power of subduing demons, and they have a restraining effect on a special soul like his.

"ah!!!"

Every time a ray of sword energy pierced through the black mist, the bird protector let out a heart-rending scream.

Wisps of white mist emerged from his body, and in the blink of an eye, countless sword energy flashed past. Before the bird protector had time to react, his soul and body were wiped out until only the size of a palm remained.

"Kill me! Kill me!"

For a being of the 'demon' type like him, the Demon-Suppressing Dao Sword is the most vicious instrument of torture in the world. Just a light touch can give him the ultimate tearing sensation.

At this time, thousands of sword energies were shuttled back and forth, giving Guardian Wu a feeling that was more painful than broken eggs or Ling Chi!

"Kill you?!" Xu Xuanzhi grinned, his eyes showing a strange light, and said: "You don't explain clearly the chat group you are in, and you still want to die so simply? It's not that easy! "

As he spoke, he poured a bottle of magic potion and life potion on the body of the bird protector to help him recover his body and condition for the next round of torture.