Traveling through the heavens as a myth

Ning Yang let out a low drink, and five solid objects appeared on both sides of his body and on his head.

It is the guardian Bailian, Zhu Ronghuo, Shennong Cao, Renhuang Sword, and Golden Cudgel Stick.

These are the five mythological magic weapons condensed in the "Treasures of the Myths of the Heavens" created by Ning Yang. They not only represent five different exercises, but also carry Ning Yang's cultivation.

Moreover, these five mythological treasures are not decorations, they are beautiful to put there, but they all have their own characteristics and uses.

Because they evolved from the techniques created by Ning Yang, they are most suitable for Ning Yang, and are different from any elementary device or any kind of magical power.

"Wow!"

The guardian white lotus suddenly expanded, covering Ning Yang, while the other four mythological magic weapons disappeared.

"This is what you rely on?"

Long Aotian stared at the guardian white lotus that enveloped Ning Yang with amusement, only to see that the guardian white lotus seemed to have only a thin layer, which seemed to be broken with a single poke.

Of course, Long Aotian knew that it wasn't that simple. He repeatedly cracked his ultimate move, and most of the time, Ning Yang, who was pressing him against him, could not be an idiot who couldn't distinguish between strength and weakness.

This guardian Bailian must have its special features, giving Ning Yang the confidence to block his attack.

However, Long Aotian has more confidence in himself, to be precise, he has confidence in himself who has blessed the willpower of Zulong.

Could the strength of the will of the ancestor dragon be unable to break even a mere white lotus platform?

"Ancestral Dragon Sacrifice to Heaven!"

Long Aotian let out a violent shout, still stabbing out with a single shot, but traveling through the space, a shot stabbed the outer wall of the guardian Bailian.

"Keng!"

Sparks splashed everywhere, turned into sky fire, burned through the space, and never extinguished.

"Ok?"

Long Aotian let out a whisper, and saw waves of waves on the outer wall of the guardian white lotus, and the surrounding space shattered into fine powder until thousands of miles away.

It was like guarding Bai Lian removing the strength of Long Aotian's shot.

"Qi Tian!"

"Fight!"

At the moment when Long Aotian was shocked, Ning Yang incarnate with three heads and eight arms, once again used the Qitian stick technique he had understood.

Qi Tian is the club that must be hit, and fighting is the club that must be killed.

However, this time was different from the last time. Ning Yang did not manifest the boundless body, but was covered in golden light, and there were no four golden worlds. Instead, he compressed his strength and turned into four golden rods.

The compression of power is bound to be accompanied by an increase in power.

"Boom! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With four muffled sounds in a row, the first stick knocked Long Aotian down high in the sky, the second stick plunged him into the ground, and the third and fourth sticks came one after another. At the place where the ring was originally located, they made a deep absence. The bottom of the pit.

There was no movement in the pit for a long time, and the audience also held their breath and waited quietly.

However, Ning Yang saw Long Aotian at the bottom of the deep pit through the golden eyes.

He was slumped at the bottom of the pit like a puddle of mud, his bones broken, his skin spattered, and his flesh and blood blurred, and he seemed to have not swallowed for the last breath.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement.

Finally, the courtier beside the Demon Emperor stood up.

"Long Aotian was in a coma and lost the power to fight again. In this fight, Sun Yangsheng of the Ape Clan!"

Chapter 273

As soon as the demon emperor Jinchen's voice fell, the entire Demon Sage Yuan suddenly became dead, and there was no breathing.

It's like a great power against the sky that has used time to stop. Fortunately, there is also a "woooo" wind, reminding Ning Yang that time has not been stopped.

After a full breath, time began to flow.

"He really won!"

"Long Aotian, the first genius of the Dragon Clan, lost!"

"With this, the Ape Clan will once again ascend to the upper level of the Demon Realm, and its rise is in sight!"

"I don't know what reward the Demon Emperor will give?"

"Definitely far beyond our imagination!"

"..."

The noise, cheers, and discussions continued, as if there was no stopping moment.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten that Ning Yang actually had ten opponents that he did not fight, which was not the ultimate champion.

And those opponents of Ning Yang tacitly assumed that there was no such thing, trying their best to hide their existence.

Even such a powerful Long Aotian has been defeated, what use is there for us to go up there?

Haven't you been knocked down by a stick?

The demon emperor seemed to know the excitement of everyone now, so he let them vent and didn't stop speaking.

After a full half an hour, the people slowly calmed down and thought of the existence of the demon emperor who was aloof.

Within a few breaths, Demon Shengyuan became quiet.

"Lingming Stone Ape Clan, yes, Sun Yang, yes."

The majestic voice came out, resounding instantly through the demon sacred original, and the voice contained a breathtaking and subduing force.

Lingming stone ape clan?

Isn't it ape?

Is this the real name of the ape clan?

Many monsters who don't know the ancient history of the ape clan are puzzled, but when they think of Ning Yang's identity, they also guessed that the ape clan of the Lingming Stone referred to by His Majesty the Demon Emperor refers to the ape clan.

Those monster races with a long heritage were called "Lingming Stone Ape Race", which evoked many memories.

Ape clan, no, the Lingming Stone Ape clan was also a strong clan in ancient times, no less than any current clan.