Chapter 4187: Miao Dao Sanren

"Dead, dead?"

Old Man Fenglei looked at Marquis Tianbao, who was annihilated under Sun Wukong's stick, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

This is a quasi-tianzun powerhouse, and even a powerful existence in the quasi-tianzun realm.

Even if Tianbaohou was unable to exert his peak combat power due to the suppression of the Great Dao's town, Tianbaohou also possessed the combat power of the ninth realm in the frontier land of the Eastern Frontier.

But in front of Sun Wukong, he was so vulnerable, Sun Wukong just hit him at will, and Tianbaohou fell on the spot.

This can no longer be simply described by two words. The strength between Sun Wukong and Tianbaohou, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground, is basically equivalent to two levels.

Therefore, Sun Wukong was able to kill Tianbaohou so easily.

"impossible…"

The powerhouses of the Myriad Dao Divine Dynasty and Jiuhun Divine Religion are also unbelievable.

This is a quasi-Heavenly Venerable Realm Divine Dynasty Marquis, just fell like this?

If it was said that Sun Wukong killed many strong men of the Ten Thousand Taoist Dynasty and Jiuhun Divine Sect with one stick before, and everyone didn't care, then now, all the strong men had to face Sun Wukong squarely.

This level of combat power, even if there is no Great Dao to seal the town, the ordinary ninth realm overlord of the heavens is not necessarily an opponent of Sun Wukong.

For a time, the momentum of Wan Dao Shen Dynasty declined somewhat.

Although speaking of this level of war, the impact on morale is not large, but it will eventually have an impact on the side of Wan Dao Shen Dynasty.

"What a great sage Monkey King!"

At this moment, a low sigh sounded.

then.

A man dressed in a Taoist robe, wearing a sham scarf on his head, walking on mango shoes, red lips and white teeth, and a handsome man walked out of a group of nine gods.

The man stood there, but it seemed to be everywhere, like an ancient **** from ancient times, making people dare not look directly.

"Who are you?"

Sun Wukong carried the golden cudgel and squinted at the man.

"Pin Dao Miao Dao Sanren, I have seen the Monkey King."

The man nodded and laughed.

"Miao Dao scattered people!"

The old man Fenglei's eyes narrowed, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This Miao Dao Sanren is not simple. He is one of the three Supreme Elders of the Jiuhun God Sect, and also one of the four quasi-Heavenly Venerable Realm peak powerhouses of the Jiuhun God Sect.

No matter in terms of status or cultivation, Miao Dao Sanren is not inferior to the current Supreme Headmaster of Jiuhun God Sect, second only to the previous Master Headmaster of Jiuhun God Sect, Jiuhun Dao Zun.

In the central realm, Miao Dao Sanren also has a lot of fame, and has defeated the quasi-tianzun realm peak powerhouse of the same realm several times.

"Miao Dao scattered people?"

Sun Wukong raised his brows, as if thinking of something, his eyes became a little unkind.

There is nothing wrong with these four characters.

But the word "Miao Dao" coincides with someone's honorable title.

Yang Jian's honorable title is Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun, and he also has the word Miao Dao.

"Sun Dasheng, why are you dissatisfied?"

Miao Dao Sanren noticed the change in Sun Wukong's expression and couldn't help asking.

Before that, he had never dealt with Sun Wukong, and logically speaking, he had no grudges with Sun Wukong.

But when Sun Wukong heard his name, he was dissatisfied. Why?

"Why are you dissatisfied? Your name makes my grandson dissatisfied!"

Sun Wukong gave a tyrannical smile, and the next moment, he directly waved the golden hoop stick in his hand and hit the Miaodao Sanren with a stick.

That guy Yang Jian, my old grandson still can't cure it.

But a person with the same honorary title as Yang Jian, my old grandson can't cure him if he doesn't believe it!

"boom!"

The golden hoop slashed through the void, swelled as if it was blowing air, swallowed and spit out immortal light, and rushed out of the eastern boundary in an instant, as if to pierce the entire five realms.

The violent power, then runs through the vast chaos!

"Slow down, slow down!"

Miao Dao Sanren shook his head and laughed, his right hand slowly sticking out.

A large golden hand appeared in the void, with five fingers splayed out, and each finger made of glazed glass, blooming with infinite divine brilliance, and greeted the golden hoop rod.

As the palm pressed forward, time and space seemed to be suppressed by it, and everything could not escape this palm!

This scene made Sun Wukong suddenly burst into anger.

On this Miao Dao Loose Man, He saw the figure that He hated the most, that bald shadow!

"Good, good, good!"

The flames in Sun Wukong's eyes became hotter and hotter, and he uttered three words of 'good' in a row. Every time he uttered a word of 'good', his aura would skyrocket.

When the third 'good' word was uttered, a golden flame suddenly rose from Sun Wukong's body, spreading to the golden hoop stick in his hand in a blink of an eye.

A single stick swept across, stirring hundreds of millions of miles of wind and clouds, tearing apart the endless void!

"boom!"

The power of the two collided, and the huge fluctuations instantly dissipated, stirring the surrounding chaotic void into a mess.

The law dissipates, the avenue collapses!

Everything seems to be repeating itself.

This stick of Sun Wukong made everyone look at him.

"Ok?"

Even the Miao Dao Sanren let out a groan, as if surprised by the power of this stick.

Sun Wukong is not only in the eighth realm, but the power of this stick has been firmly in the early stage of the quasi-tianzun realm, and even reached the middle stage of the quasi-tianzun realm.

Even if the Marquis of Tianbao was not suppressed by the Great Dao's blockade, under this stick, I am afraid there is only one way to fall.

If it is a strong person in the early stage of the quasi-tianzun, facing this stick, I am afraid that there is only one way to fall.

However, that's about it.

Although the power of this stick touches the middle stage of the quasi-tianzun realm, he is not a powerhouse in the early stage of the quasi-tianzun realm, but a peak powerhouse of the quasi-tianzun realm.

"Bang!"

Miao Dao Sanren pressed his right hand slightly, and the big golden hand pressed down, and the tyrannical force shook the golden hoop into the air.

The big golden hand casts force and presses directly towards Sun Wukong.

The next moment, Miao Dao Sanren frowned.

After the golden hand penetrated into the boundary of the Dongjiang River, the invisible power of the avenue to seal the town came again, falling on the golden hand, and the power of the golden hand immediately declined.

From the power of the peak level of the quasi-tianzun realm, it quickly fell to the peak level of the eighth realm, which is even worse than the previous Tianbaohou.

After all, in the Eastern Border Realm, the stronger the power from other realms, the stronger the suppression will be.

With Miao Dao Sanren's cultivation at the peak of the quasi-tianzun realm, if he sets foot in the eastern boundary, his combat power will instantly fall to the bottom.

"Bang!"

And this big golden hand with greatly reduced power, naturally couldn't help Sun Wukong, and was easily defeated by Sun Wukong.

"boom!"

The next moment, Sun Wukong shot again, hitting Miaodao Sanren with a stick.

However, as before, Miao Dao Sanren easily broke the stick of Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong ignored it and waved the golden hoop in his hand again and again.

Miao Dao Sanren had to take action to stop Sun Wukong's attack, and until the end, he was not too bothered.

It's just that Sun Wukong is in the eastern border, and he can't hurt Sun Wukong even if he uses all his means.