Chapter 149: Those who have orders can enter!

"I, Yang Jian, have never known what difficulties are since I was a child!"

"I learned from the Master Yu Ding, and practiced the eight or nine mysterious skills. The Battle of the Gods is even more powerful than the heroes..."

"A three-pointed two-edged sword cut countless demons and monsters..."

"There are 1,200 grass-headed gods under his command, and the six saints of Meishan..."

"I am even more obedient to the Jade Emperor's orders..."

"How can you stop me from seizing opportunities..."

"Sun Houzi surpassed me because of the opportunity. At this moment, I, Yang Jian, also want to seize the opportunity and fight him again!"

Yang Jian stood up straight and took a slow step. He said one step, three or two words, and everyone inside and outside listened to it.

Especially Sun Wukong, listening to Yang Jian's unyielding roar, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes. This was the nature of the three eyes.

Chen Qing looked at Yang Jian no longer with a smile, but with a little more appreciation, one for the cultivation, one for the transcendent and the other for his unyielding heart!

However, no matter how much you appreciate, the process you should follow is still needed. Otherwise, how could his reputation as the immortal Chen Qing will be established here?!

So, Chen Qing's chess pieces were played with fell one after another, and once they fell, they were three sons!

Because, he felt the familiar smell from Yang Jian: "You don't need to have a token, hey, just play..."

"Then I'll play with you."

The pressure surged instantly, and it was definitely not as simple as the pressure that broke out with a piece before, but the terrifying doubled of one plus one!

At this moment, even if the ordinary Daluo Jinxian came, it would never be able to withstand it, but Yang Jian pretentiously!

Eight or nine mysterious skills!

Three-pointed two-edged knife!

Even the cultivation level that has been practicing for many years has exploded with the power of the body.

It can be said that Yang Jian has no reservation at this moment!

"Is that Erlang Shen??!"

“So strong!”

"I am worthy of being the number one war god in the Three Realms!"

At this moment, many onlookers sighed.

As for those who didn't speak, it was because Yang Jian's strength refreshed their cognition and it was difficult to react at once.

"Get out of here, this is what you call loneliness in heaven?!"

"Yang Jian's strength is not as strong as Wei Tuo?"

"The Heavenly Court is not as good as Buddhism?"

"Buddhist is very strong?"

...

The man who just praised Buddhism was angrily scolded by the monk next to him, which made the man retreat back in disappointment.

The people around him quickly moved away from him. As he spoke, he was drooling too much and could not afford to offend him, so he could only hide.

"Yang Jian is a real man!"

"Yes, look at the bald donkey, I said, "I won't see the Buddha in troubled times..."

"Shh! Someone is watching in the sky..."

The monk in the pressure barrier looked at Yang Jian, and his inner respect for him instantly soared several times, which was a recognition of the strong.

"Look at the bald donkey, it has already lie down, and Yang Jian is still moving forward..."

"No wonder he is the first person, not Na Weituo bald..."

"Otherwise, the title of the number one war god in the Three Realms is not something that can be found in any cat or dog."

Some people wearing Taoist robes looked at Wei Tuo with a sarcasm.

Because Wei Tuo was too close to Yang Jian, although the pressure was not directed at him, the power dissipated made him lie directly on the ground and close to him.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

The pressure of spiritual energy, which sounded like thunder, forced them to resist.

Yang Jian, who is the center of pressure, is even more amazing. His whole body has been bent to 90 degrees, and it is difficult to move forward!

It takes a lot of strength to lift your feet slightly, let alone step out and fall down. This movement seems extremely simple, but for Yang Jian at this moment, it is like a mortal trying to ascend to the sky!

Disaster!

It’s hard to climb to the sky!

"boom!"

"Fifty-four feet!"

The hard-lifted foot fell down and walked to a 54-meter-long point, but blood flowed out of Yang Jian's mouth, and his naked upper body was covered in blood!

The pressure of his body could not bear it and began to explode. Blood flowed out of his skin and overflowed to the surface of his body!

"The willpower is good, but with me... it's not possible!"

"Click!"

This time, the dark man fell down, directly doubled his pressure again.

Yang Jian was about to adapt to the pressure, but his adaptability was broken by the sudden pressure.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

With continuous roars, Yang Jian's half-lifting steps fell under the pressure, and finally landed at the fifty-fifth zhang.

"Really man!"

"The First God of War in the Three Realms!"

"Erlang Shen's mighty power!"

At this moment, everyone was moved by Yang Jian, and even Sun Wukong and Zulong showed admiring eyes.

The Asura clan hiding in the dark, Zizai Tianba Xun looked at Yang Jian, with war rising in his eyes, and the warlike genes were rotating.

"This person can be an opponent!" Zizai Tianba said.

At this moment, Yang Jian was in extremely dangerous situation, his legs fell into the ground, with him as the center, the ground collapsed down, cracked, and spread...

However, Yang Jian held the three-pointed and two-edged sword tightly with both hands, not letting his body lie down, and not letting the knees that were trapped on the ground knees!

That is his...dignity!

“Is this the rule?!”

At this moment, Yang Jian no longer had the idea of ​​standing up, because he had reached the extreme and felt the true intention of the Lord of this secret realm.

His rules... are unbreakable!

Yang Jian looked up at the entrance of the secret realm, and his third eye flashed at the middle of his eyebrows. He seemed to have seen the Lord of the secret realm.

Is that... the Lord of the Secret Realm?!

Yang Jian's mind suddenly shrank, and his three eyes showed horror.

The Lord of the Secret Realm...is not dead?!

However, before Yang Jian could think more, the last wave of pressure attacks came, and Yang Jian was about to faint.

However, before he fainted, something appeared in his hand, which was a small token.

Yang Jian held the token tightly in his palm, and he suddenly felt a clear stream flowing in his body.

The terrifying pressure instantly swept away. He felt like a fish in the desert, and suddenly a lakeside appeared.

It was like a lifetime of life that he had lived for a long time, and the feeling of surviving the disaster made him feel a lot more.

"Those who have orders can enter!"

A majestic sound rang out, sweeping everyone's ears, making everyone come back to their senses, and their eyes looked at Yang Jian a little complicated.

Especially Wei Tuo.

"Scammer! Big liar, this Yang Jian is a liar!"

Wei Tuo roared in his heart. He just needs to take out the token directly if he has it, and he has to take it out now.

At this moment, Wei Tuo felt hatred!

If he had known that Yang Jian had a token, he would not fight with Yang Jian if he had been beaten to death. At this moment, he would not only lose face, but also make Buddhism lose the awe of many monks!

It can be said that he lost his wife and his army!

"It's boring, I'll take out the token." Although Chen Qing had known about this result, he still felt it was boring.

"The secret realm has been opened, so the others should be here soon. After all, having a token does not mean that you can enter 100%.

Chen Qing took a lazy sip of tea, then looked outside. At this moment, his divine thoughts were covered, and all his actions were under his observation.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!