Lei Hao pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a very reluctant smile. A very surprised feeling suddenly arose in his heart. He never expected that he would take up an apprentice in his heart and would be Zhang Sanfeng, the famous person in his previous life!

But then the little bit of turmoil in Lei Hao's heart subsided. Is it that he doesn't know much? Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Niu Demon King, and the five brothers fighting above, were not famous... Lei Hao reached out to grab Zhang Junbao, his figure was shocked, and he appeared beside the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King lowered his head and looked at Zhang Junbao curiously, and asked casually: "Lao Qi, who is this kid?"

Lei Hao stared at the battle between Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, and replied casually without looking back: "This is my disciple, Jun Bao, I have seen you all my uncles!"

Zhang Junbao immediately bent his knees and buckled three times and said, "Disciple Zhang Junbao, please pay tribute to all teachers!"

When the five brothers heard this, they turned their heads to look at Zhang Junbao, then looked at Lei Hao, and were speechless! The Bull Demon King slapped his forehead suddenly and said speechlessly: "Old Qi, you are the leader of the Demon Sect. How can you be so lightly when you accept disciples? At least you have to hold a grand ceremony to announce that the Demon Sect will be able to celebrate for a few miles."

Lei Hao lowered his head and thought for a while and said, "When I was like the Jie Sect, didn't I also knock three times? Now in the era of upright war, everything is simple!"

The Bull Demon King nodded helplessly.

At this time, Sun Wukong and Yang Jian were already over, and the battle entered Gaocháo!

"Miss Three Eyes, take my attack! The universe is broken!" Sun Wukong grabbed the golden cudgel in his hand and jumped up. The golden cudgel in his hand turned into a black light and smashed it towards Yang Jian's head! This stick seemed ordinary, but in fact, the front end of the golden cudgel contained the power of Sun Wukong and the attack of all the magical essences. Before Lei Hao was promoted to the Demon Lord, he had to compete with Sun Wukong. When facing this move, he had to fight the god of jing, otherwise he would be likely to be shaken by the huge force on the golden cudgel!

Only the master of the golden cudgel's stick head sounded a sharp burst of breath that made his eardrum hurt. An arc-shaped black space crack appeared in the air and did not dissipate for a long time.

Seeing this, Yang Jian's eyes rays soared and his face was full of spirit. He waved his hand and shook the golden cloak and shouted: "Invincible!" After saying that, a dazzling blue light lit up from the tip of the knife at the center of the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand. Yang Jian shook the three-pointed two-edged sword and shouted: "Break!" The sound fell, and the three-pointed two-edged sword stabbed straight towards the golden cudgel in Sun Wukong's hand. Wherever the blue light passed, even the space was shattered!

The strong opponent is against the ultimate move, the great saint Qiyao vs. the war god of the three realms! The tip of the needle is against the wheat man! Never give up until the winner is decided!

Under the gaze of the crowd, the golden cudgel and the three-pointed two-edged swords collided fiercely. You could only hear a burst of shocking golden iron attacks. A light ball of light that was the size of an incoming head appeared at the intersection of the two weapons, illuminating the entire central camp in an instant, and then the light ball exploded suddenly, and a wave of white energy hit Sun Wukong and Yang Jian's chest. The huge energy had just finished the ultimate move, and the two incomings were exhausted.

Yang Jian retreated fifty feet before he stopped his body, while Sun Wukong retreated seventy feet before he stopped his body. The winner was already decided!

Although Sun Wukong was defeated, there was no sign of discouragement on his face. He was just defeated by his cultivation! He was not inferior to Yang Jian in any way, whether it was martial arts or physical body!

"Happy! I haven't had such a joyful battle in hundreds of years! Qi Yao, I have taken advantage of the cultivation level higher than yours. After you advance to the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, I will definitely fight with me again!" Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, and said loudly!

At this time, Yang Jian's long hair was flying, and the golden cloak behind him was also clamoring. A burst of heroic spirit filled the place, showing his peerless style of the Three Realms War God!

"Why wait until this great saint is promoted to the Demon Lord? Come on, fight for another 300 rounds!" Sun Wukong carried the golden cudgel on his shoulder and said loudly without retreating! The bloody demonic energy on his thin body was rolling wildly, and the aura of a giant beast that was as violent as a prehistoric beast made all the immortals in the central camp frightened!

The surging blood is a sign that Sun Wukong uses the body of the violent ape!

"Wukong, Zhenjun, let's stop first!" Lei Hao suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting the immortal and demon who were about to stand together again!

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian looked at Lei Hao at the same time. Lei Hao stood in the space with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Old friends have not met for a long time. It is inevitable that they can be boring when they see him. You might as well drink it first and then choose to fight again!" Lei Hao saw that although Sun Wukong still had many trump cards and his ultimate move had not moved, Yang Jian has also suppressed his cultivation to a state that is only higher than Sun Wukong and is fighting with him. If they really fight with all their might, they will probably have to fight true fire!

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong took away the golden cudgel in his hand without thinking. A black light flashed and appeared beside Lei Hao!

But Yang Jian was in a strong sense of fighting at this time. He grabbed the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, pointed it at Lei Hao with a strong sense of fighting and said, "If the Demon Lord is willing to give me advice, I will be very grateful!" After that, a powerful pressure rushed over Yang Jian's body and pressed towards Lei Hao overwhelmed.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts! Whether it is Sun Wukong's fighting spirit towards Yang Jian or Yang Jian's fighting spirit towards Lei Hao, they are just a simple competition, without any utilitarian intention or a slight murderous intent.

Just as Sun Wukong has always been dissatisfied with Yang Jian being among the top ten Taiyi Golden Immortals, Yang Jian is also a lifelong opponent of Lei Hao, the only master of his class who has won him. He has always wanted to find an opportunity to fight Lei Hao again! So after hearing that Lei Hao's name ranks first among the top ten Golden Immortals, he came to see him in person. When he met Sun Wukong, he started fighting without saying a few words.

Lei Hao raised his eyebrows without any movement, but his body was like a black hole, swallowing all Yang Jian's pressure. Seeing this, Yang Jian did not believe in the strengthening pressure, and immediately a faint blue light appeared in the sky, accompanied by the sound of gusts of wind and thunder.

The powerful pressure, which was as powerful as a young man, made Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King standing beside Lei Hao slightly change, while Lei Hao was still holding hands and had no movement. However, as soon as Yang Jian's pressure approached Lei Hao, he immediately became like a mud bull entering the sea and lost contact.

Yang Jian repeatedly imposed pressure, and the blue veins on his handsome face burst out, and it seemed that he had tried his best!

Lei Hao is now at the peak of the Demon Lord, and he can be counted as nothing can be swallowed. Yang Jian’s pressure is actually a kind of energy. His cultivation is not higher than Lei Hao, so Lei Hao can naturally swallow his pressure.

After a long time, Lei Hao suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "The True Lord has advanced to Taiyi Golden Immortal Great Perfection and then challenged this leader!" The implication is that Yang Jian is not qualified to fight Lei Hao at all. This is not Lei Hao's arrogant and obscene, nor is it that Lei Hao looks down on Yang Jian. He is just expressing a fact that if the strength difference between the two battles is too large, the battle will lose its meaning!

After the temptation of pressure, Yang Jian understood the difference between him and Lei Hao. He had no expression on his face, but a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes! "Is it still not possible?"

The next moment, Yang Jian suddenly withdrew his pressure, held the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hands, performed a martial etiquette towards Lei Hao, and said, "The Demon Lord is indeed unfathomable, I admire him!"

Lei Hao nodded and said, "The True Lord has made a lot of progress! Now, my brothers are having a banquet in the Immortal Palace. Can the True Lord visit the humble house with a look of his face?"

Yang Jian put away the three-pointed two-edged sword and smiled and said, "You are welcome to politely!"

After saying that, the seven brothers, together with Zhang Junbao and Yang Jian, flew towards the Jiejiao camp.

As soon as Lei Hao left, An Jing's camp immediately exploded.

"Is this the most powerful person under the quasi-saint? It's so strong!" This is the sigh of Xianzu, who can see clearly Yang Jian and Lei Hao's invisible confrontation!

"The Great Saint of Wanjun is too strong. How can we reach the realm of the Demon Lord's Great Entry?" An ordinary immortal incest who envys Lei Hao's strength exclaimed sincerely.

"You, a mere fairy, want to compete with the Great Sage, are too overestimating your ability!" The only one who is still calling Lei Hao the Great Sage is the only demon clan in Beijuluzhou. They have been seriously serious in their lives, and the eight great saints are their proud!

"How can I not? The Demon Lord Da Eng is not rising in the end? Who is sure that I am not the second Demon Lord Da Eng?" An ordinary immortal replied in dissatisfaction when he heard the words of the Demon Immortal! Indeed, Lei Hao was just an ordinary little bison jing at the beginning!

As soon as this statement was spoken, it immediately attracted the loud cheers of countless immortals! In their eyes, Lei Hao was too strong, so strong that they didn't dare to catch up! But when they thought that Lei Hao was also born in a tiny way, a trace of confidence appeared in their hearts!

The Demon Lord can enter the great power, and I can do it too! This is the sound of many immortals entering their hearts!

"Although the Great Sage rises in the last moments, when the Great Sage is in the fairyland, he can fight with the immortals and Bodhisattvas of the Golden Immortal Realm, and even escape from the hands of Samantabhadra in the Taiyi Zhen Immortal Realm. Can you do it?" The demon immortal who worshiped Lei Hao spoke loudly and retorted loudly.

In this way, most of the immortals were silent!

"War higher than the level of battle, kill the enemy higher than the level of battle? I have done it before!" Still, Immortal said unconvincedly.

"The Great Sage will take action even if he dies! Can you do it?" A demon immortal who has studied Lei Hao's rise and said in a deep voice.

This time, all the immortals were silent! They seemed to have grasped the key to Lei Hao's ability to get to this point...
Chapter completed!