The Strongest Mythical Emperor

Rumble——

The earth was constantly shattered by the magic power of Sun Wukong and Huo Zhenyu, mountains and rivers were leveled, and giant rivers were broken apart, as if the end of the world was coming.

Qin Jun and others were in the air, protected by the magic power of Patriarch Bodhi. They were unscathed, and there were countless flying rocks outside the magic protection cover.

"How powerful is this veteran?"

Ji Bubai glanced at Patriarch Bodhi and thought in confusion.

In the past, Patriarch Bodhi was not worth mentioning in his eyes, but after the help of this guy Qin Jun, he actually surpassed him far.

This made him feel very uncomfortable.

He has been planning to ask Qin Jun to help him make a leap in cultivation, but because of his face, he can't say it.

As everyone knows, even if Qin Jun is willing, he can't help him.

Because he is not a god or demon!

Sun Wukong and Huo Zhenyu turned into two meteors, flying into the sky and escaping to the earth. Wherever they passed, nothing could stop them. The majestic mountains, the solid earth, and the surging rivers all seemed extremely fragile in front of them.

The chaotic purple gold rod and the horned golden rod kept clashing, creating countless afterimages. Sun Wukong was extremely powerful, and Huo Zhenyu also made his debut as a physical practitioner. Although he later practiced a lot of magical powers, what he trusted most was his own strength. Unfortunately, facing Sun Wukong was extremely difficult for him.

Sun Wukong raised the Purple Gold Rod of Chaos high and hit it. The Purple Gold Rod of Chaos stretched nearly ten thousand feet and hit the ground with an unparalleled force, directly shaking the surface of the earth and causing the soil and rocks on both sides to turn up, as if the entire earth was split in two by him. Half.

Huo Zhenyu carried the horned golden staff and smashed it away. He stepped across thousands of meters in the air and came to Sun Wukong. The golden staff hit Sun Wukong's cheek, as if he wanted to smash Sun Wukong's head. However, Sun Wukong's fighting talent was extremely evil. , easily dodged.

"when--"

Sun Wukong half-turned around, and the chaotic purple gold rod hit the horn gold rod, causing the surrounding space to shake and twist.

If it were in the outer universe, the starry sky would be shattered by their power.

But this is Bahuang!

Sun Wukong has special attributes that get stronger as he fights. At first, he was on par with Huo Zhenyu, but it didn't take long before he began to suppress Huo Zhenyu.

"Why is this monkey getting stronger and stronger?"

Huo Zhenyu's eyes widened, full of confusion and fear.

However, Sun Wukong became more and more excited and screamed with joy, which was very painful for Huo Zhenyu.

"Sun Wukong is truly a fighting genius!"

Hou Tu said with emotion that he was worthy of being the protagonist of Journey to the West. After becoming a saint, he would be invincible.

Master Yuding nodded, making Yang Jian curl his lips in disgust, but the gap in realm made him really no match for Sun Wukong.

Qin Jun smiled and said: "My Wukong is naturally strong."

Looking at Sun Wukong's arrogant figure, Tathagata's heart was filled with complexity. What was once a plaything became a being that he looked up to. How could he not feel strange?

Boom!

Huo Zhenyu fell like a meteor, hit the ground and disappeared.

Sun Wukong did not stop, turned his body upside down, held the Chaos Purple Gold Rod in both hands, and thrust it down. The Chaos Purple Gold Rod expanded rapidly, like the sea-calming needle used by Dayu to control the water, calming the turbulent seas and lakes.

The earth was like paper, easily pierced by the Chaos Purple Gold Rod and drilled into the ground.

Huo Zhenyu, who was descending rapidly in the mud, had no time to stabilize his body when he was stabbed by the Purple Gold Rod of Chaos, causing him to vomit blood.

"hateful!"

Huo Zhenyu fell into rage. As a holy king, he was suppressed. This was definitely his greatest shame.

Rumble——

The surging mana burst out from his body, smashing the surrounding soil, turning his whole body into golden color. His body seemed to be a lot bigger, and he rushed out of the earth with the Purple Gold Rod of Chaos on his head.

Sun Wukong was pushed up by Huo Zhenyu's sudden burst of power and flew into the sky, diving into the rolling thick fog.

"Your Majesty, do you need my help?"

Li Yuanba felt itchy and couldn't help asking Qin Jun for a fight.

Qin Jun waved his hand and said, "This is not something you can fight against!"

Li Yuanba was immediately deflated, but he was unable to refute. Huo Zhenyu's strength was indeed beyond his reach.

Looking at it, it seems that the entire world has been destroyed by Sun Wukong and Huo Zhenyu, but in fact it is just a drop in the ocean.

The purple-gold rod of chaos that towered into the clouds suddenly shrank, as if disappearing out of thin air. Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong somersaulted down, kicked his legs fiercely, turned into a sharp arrow, and flew towards Huo Zhenyu again.

Huo Zhenyu was also inspired with fighting spirit and passion, and shouted: "I haven't had such a hearty battle for a long time, how dare I tell you your name!"

"The Monkey King - Sun Wukong!"

Sun Wukong struck down with his stick, using all his strength without reservation. Huo Zhenyu raised the golden staff with horns, and with a clang, the staff fell from his hand, and he was knocked to the ground.

Seeing that the battle could not be decided for a while, Qin Jun said: "Bodhi, capture him."

As soon as the words fell, Patriarch Bodhi disappeared instantly.

The next second, he came behind Huo Zhenyu. Huo Zhenyu had just been injured by Sun Wukong and was about to fly upward. He suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind, which made him turn back quickly in shock.

At this time, Patriarch Bodhi's whisk quickly wrapped him up, wrapping him like an insect chrysalis, unable to move.

Seeing Patriarch Bodhi take action, Sun Wukong quickly shouted: "Master, what are you doing! I haven't finished the fight yet!"

Patriarch Bodhi rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to his apprentice. He wrapped Huo Zhenyu in front of Qin Jun and threw him on the ground.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Huo Zhenyu showed great strength, but was easily captured by Patriarch Bodhi. How big was the gap between the two sides?

Ji Bubai and Shidao looked at each other, and both could see the shock in the other's eyes.

If they guessed correctly, Patriarch Bodhi might have surpassed the saint realm and reached a higher realm.

Lin Yuqimei's eyes widened and she couldn't recover for a while. Was the Holy Lord powerless to resist in front of Qin Lord's men?

She could not imagine where Qin Jun and others came from.

"you……"

Huo Zhenyu, who was wrapped in dust with only one head exposed, looked at Patriarch Bodhi in shock and anger.

He couldn't accept the fact that he was captured and had no time to resist!

Although he was frightened by Patriarch Bodhi's strength, he was more dissatisfied and thought that Patriarch Bodhi was planning a sneak attack.

Patriarch Bodhi ignored him and waited quietly for Lord Qin to interrogate Huo Zhenyu.

Qin Jun looked down at Huo Zhenyu and said softly: "Tell me, where is the God of Desolation!"

It is sad that a generation of holy kings met such an end.

Qin Jun didn't know Huo Zhenyu's identity, so he didn't think much about it. He just wanted to know the whereabouts of Huang Shen.

"How could I possibly know where Aragami is? If I really knew, would I still be alive?"

Huo Zhenyu said angrily. He struggled hard, but it was in vain.

At this moment, three figures flew from the distance. They were menacing. Although they were not as powerful as Huo Zhenyu, they still had holy power.

The leader is a skeletal figure, wearing a black robe, with a gloomy air. Although the two people next to him are humanoid, their skin is pale, there are no pupils, and their eyes are pale, which is very scary.

"Jiejiejie...the breath of a living person!"

The black-robed skeleton sneered, obviously not a kind person.