Chapter 193 The Kindness of the Weak
As soon as the words fell, Yang Jiao rose up from the ground with full momentum. The demonic intention containing the endless desires of the world pressed against the gods all over the sky with overwhelming force.
I saw one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals like mud cows drowning in the sea. Under the pressure of the majestic momentum, their hands and feet were cold. The soul of Niwan Palace was also frozen, unable to produce a trace of magic power.
In an instant, it was like dumplings were falling from the sky, and countless heavenly soldiers turned into onions on the ground.
"The devil is rampant."
Yang Jian's eyes were full of coldness:
"Nezha, the four heavenly kings, hurry up and capture this official."
"Your Majesty"
When the five people respectfully accepted their orders, a hint of black light appeared in their eyes.
Suddenly, Mo Liqing pulled out the Qingyun Sword, and with a sword roar, a black wind suddenly rose. There were thousands of spears in it, and they hit Yang Jian directly.
Just when Yang Jian instinctively cast a spell to resist, a pipa sound suddenly appeared that confused people's five senses.
There is also a precious umbrella that covers the sky, making the sky dark and the earth dark, and the sun and moon have no light.
Then it turned around, the universe shook, and suddenly, it suddenly exerted a shocking suction force in an attempt to hold back the three-pointed, two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand.
Just when Yang Jian was overwhelmed and was about to turn into golden light and escape, a strange beast as big as a white elephant, with flying wings on its ribs and shaped like a white rat suddenly appeared and blocked his way.
At the critical moment, Yang Jian immediately gave up the thought of keeping a hand and not hurting his colleagues.
The third eye between the eyebrows shot out a ray of blue light, directly destroying the strange beasts in the way and the jade pipa in the hand of Moli Hai, the Hunyuan Umbrella in the void, and knocking away the Qingyun Sword in Moli Qing's hand.
"Monkey, you dare to hurt my baby."
The four heavenly kings glared and gnashed their teeth, and used all their magic power to attack Yang Jian.
"King of heaven, you"
When Yang Jian opened his mouth to speak, a sharp red-tasseled spear swayed with a pear blossom, and the unpredictable spear force pierced his vital parts in the siege of the four heavenly kings.
"Nezha, I am Erlang Shen Yang Jian, you see clearly."
"Monkey, even a mere transformation technique can be hidden from me."
Nezha sneered, and Hun Tianling attacked Yang Jian like a red dragon.
"Zhenjun Erlang, don't panic, Li Jing is here."
The King of Pagodas on the side threw out the golden pagoda in his hand and headed towards the fighting group.
In a daze, Yang Jian was all admitted to the Linglong Pagoda because of the entanglement between Nezha and the four heavenly kings.
At this moment, Li Jing had a sly smile on his lips, stretched out his hand to withdraw the pagoda, and then appeared next to Yang Jiao in a flash.
Then, with the shocked expressions of Tang Sanzang's master and disciples, he respectfully handed the pagoda to Yang Jiao.
"True Lord, I have subdued the demon monkey, please deal with it."
Yang Jiao took over the Linglong Pagoda, and with a slight movement in his mind, Li Jing used the technique of sound transmission to tell him the formulas for controlling the Linglong Pagoda one by one.
After a few moments, Yang Jiao stretched out his hand and tapped the pagoda. A huge force instantly erupted in the tower. Yang Jian's muscles and bones relaxed, and he was restrained by Nezha's Huntian Ling and Qiankun Circle.
"Yang Jian, you are defeated. If you are willing to surrender, how about I help you rescue your mother under Taoshan Mountain."
Yang Jian in Tali sneered:
"Do you really think you can win by setting up a formation in advance and plotting against us? Do you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is? It's just the realm of the immortals. The Jade Emperor and the Tathagata can have it by turning their palms. Your life."
As Yang Jian spoke, his eyebrows raised and his eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to find a breakthrough in the Linglong Pagoda.
For a moment, his expression calmed down a little, and he looked up at Nezha and the four heavenly kings who were standing solemnly all around.
Their eyes were empty, but their aura was slowly increasing.
With his eyes flashing, he saw that eighty-one black suns from the outside world had surrounded them all at some unknown time.
The deep black light emitted from it, and the seemingly endless deep demonic energy, were entangled in their bodies all the time.
Suddenly, Yang Jian understood that the abnormal behavior of Nezha and others was clearly caused by Hei Ri, and he couldn't help but blame himself for his negligence.
At first, I thought that this ape was nothing more than Sun Wukong from more than five hundred years ago.
He thought that back then, he was able to fight Sun Wukong on a par with his own strength. Now, with the help of many gods, it would only take a little more effort to capture and kill this monster monkey, and he would be able to return victorious.
He can also accumulate merit and be one step closer to saving his mother.
As he got closer and closer to one hundred thousand meritorious deeds, he became more and more anxious, thinking about immediately rescuing his mother who had been growing weaker and weaker under the Peach Mountain for more than 800 years.
So much so that when he stepped out of the realm, he couldn't wait to smash the Great Thunder Sound Temple, hoping to capture this daring monster monkey in one go.
Yang Jian slowly reviewed it in his mind, thinking that along the way he had never thought of asking Sha Wujing, the Taoist and magical power of this arm-armed ape.
As a result, he committed a taboo among military strategists and forgot what it means to know oneself and the enemy and fight a hundred battles without danger, which led to the current bitter consequences and the ending of complete defeat.
"Bajie, how's the battle going? Why can't I feel the aura of the Three Eyes?"
Zhu Bajie's mouth was filled with bitterness, and he said to Jin Nao in fear:
"Brother Monkey, I'm afraid we are in doom this time. I didn't expect that the black-armed ape's magic is so weird."
"As soon as the heavenly army arrived, they were just like the Twenty-Eight Stars and others. They had no power to resist. The demonic energy entered their bodies and they were obsessed with six desires."
"Then Li Jing, Nezha and others also changed their temperament due to the invasion of demonic energy, and they actually started to besiege Three Eyes."
"Now he has been accepted by Linglong Pagoda."
After hearing this, Sun Wukong felt something was wrong:
"That broken tower will break as soon as it is propped up. How can it possibly besiege the Three Eyes?"
When Zhu Bajie heard this, he immediately realized, yes, this tower also imprisoned his senior brother in the past, and it was not easy for him to escape.
Then it should be easy for Yang Jian.
"Donor, you have defeated the heavenly army now, and you have a good chance of winning. Please don't kill more."
Tang Sanzang looked at the many heavenly soldiers and generals who looked like wooden men, as well as the many gods and goddesses who were emitting increasingly thick demonic energy. Seeing that they were in danger, he immediately warned them sincerely:
"You need to know that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
Yang Jiao tapped the pagoda lightly with his fingers and said in a low voice:
"I don't want to kill them either, but they want me dead."
"Tang Sanzang, do you know that if I let them go, their Jade Emperor will still try to kill me with a sword in his hand from now on."
"If I die, my life will become a ladder for their promotion."
"Today, if I hadn't been strong enough, I would have been dead and turned into flying smoke. Why didn't you persuade the gods in heaven to turn the fight into friendship?"
"Is it possible that in the eyes of a virtuous monk like you, their lives are lives, but my life is not life?"
"Wutian, don't force yourself to reason."
Sun Wukong inside the golden cymbal roared with rage:
"If you hadn't taken the initiative to stir up trouble, how could the current situation have happened."
"Now not only have I lost to you, but you have also defeated the Heavenly Army. Let's call it a day."
"At worst, I'll just apologize to that bird fairy and admit my mistake."
When Yang Jiao heard this, most of the deepest anger in his soul disappeared silently.
Suddenly, he felt relaxed and cheerful from within, and immediately raised the corner of his eye:
"Weak people always like to use kindness to cover up their inner weakness."