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The Black Hand Taoist pondered for a moment: "Perhaps even higher than that."
The martial arts master in green hat beside him nodded slowly.
Because I am different from others.
They both understood each other's strength even better.
Looking at the battle within the clouds at this moment.
They couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings).
The speed at which this chosen one grew was far beyond their imagination.
It was only a short time ago.
He was still just an ordinary hunter.
It's astonishing that they've grown to this level in such a short time.
The current saints.
They quickly realized what was going on.
They all realized how absurd things were in Flower and Fruit Mountain.
It has only been five hundred years since Sun Wukong's body was destroyed.
After this chosen one appeared.
He actually displayed even more extraordinary talent.
No wonder the Heavenly Court plotted against him.
Every five hundred years, a master who wreaks havoc in the Heavenly Palace will emerge.
Who can bear this?
However, they were filled with astonishment.
At the same time, I also felt somewhat happy.
Isn't this the kind of person their brother was waiting for?
He arrived.
Their brother doesn't need to keep that thing anymore.
The only way is to truly hand over that thing.
Only their elder brother was able to completely escape that pain.
……
In that faraway place.
Four figures floated among the clouds.
Those were clearly four extremely tall figures.
They were looking over there too.
There seemed to be a scrutinizing quality in his gaze.
Near them.
Those mountains also appeared so small and insignificant.
It looked like a pit under a person's feet.
……
Rumble!
The roaring sound continued to echo in the distance.
This is the battle of the great supernatural beings.
It directly caused the entire world to tremble.
Even gods and demons dare not approach!
Above the distant sky.
The two figures continued to collide.
[As your friendship with Yang Jian increases to the point of mutual appreciation, you can randomly select and copy certain phrases!]
Liu Changkong saw that the favorability rating had been reached.
In other words, they subsequently agreed to copy their master's biography.
The entire body was covered in golden inscriptions.
No matter which one you draw, it's not a loss.
"...His posture does resemble his by about 70%!"
Yang Erlang had exhausted all his methods, but still could not defeat his opponent.
He felt even happier.
The chosen one who can surpass him and that monkey.
That was the chosen one he longed for!
Only those who are like this can truly create the future.
At this moment, Liu Changkong also received a new entry.
The God of War of the Three Realms (Gold): A born war god, fond of fighting, experienced in countless battles and understanding of change, able to deal with demons, gods and immortals of any nature. The more battles he experiences, the greater his own strength will be!
……
"As expected of my master, he has so many gold-level attributes!"
The current entry is extracted.
Liu Changkong was naturally delighted.
My master is a war god.
Then he can just occasionally act as a war god from now on.
Bang bang bang!
And just as he was pondering how powerful this term was.
The two then exchanged several more moves.
You're really great!
Yang Erlang took two steps back and said with a smile, "But we haven't had enough fun yet. Let's go back to the heavens and get drunk for three days, and then have a three-hundred-round battle!"
Seeing his own apprentice, that successor, so accomplished.
Yang Erlang was overjoyed.
He then decided to teach the other party the final supernatural power.
Then I saw him turn over.
But it transformed into a bird and flew away into the distance.
Liu Changkong also changed accordingly, and quickly moved with Yang Erlang.
The two streaks of light kept changing in the air.
It is simply the way of change.
It inherently emphasizes the principles of mutual generation and restraint among all things.
Therefore, it is naturally difficult to tell who is more capable between the two.
But suddenly Yang Erlang turned around and attacked.
Golden lightning flashed.
However, Liu Changkong on the other side avoided it.
"Now that we're here, I'll show you my true form!"
Yang Erlang's voice was like thunder in the sky.
His figure changed rapidly.
In an instant, it grew to a height of ten thousand feet.
As a result, all the surrounding mountains and rivers also became extremely small.
Even Meishan.
It appeared small compared to that enormous figure.
And that enormous figure pierced straight into the clouds.
That's incredibly powerful.