Just when a group of people left the town and headed all the way to Yunqi Temple...
The black clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, making thousands of monks breathless, not to mention the world-destroying black thunder rolling down one after another.
On the high platform, Ji Wu's eyes became more and more violent, but he did not dare to fly over the high platform and carry the thunder with his body.
Liao Chen in the stands had tears streaming down his face. He looked at Watson, who transformed from Heavenly Tribulation into a King Kong and carried thunder on his body, and murmured: "Good boy, your parents should be proud of you."
The old monk looked at Watson on the high platform, thinking about the ancestor who had disappeared.
In his heart, only a god like the Patriarch can recognize heroes with his sharp eyes, allowing Watson to travel through the black hole and return to Tianxuan Continent to destroy the demons under the abyss.
This is the biggest devil in front of him. As long as Watson survives the catastrophe, he will probably surrender on the spot.
Because he knew that Fang Tiandao might not be able to accommodate Watson.
Perhaps after the final battle between the two, Watson had to leave this world.
Xiaoxue leaned on her mother-in-law's arms, looking at the world-destroying thunder falling in the sky, and couldn't help but ask: "Mother-in-law, has Brother Watson really become a god?"
The mother-in-law sighed and whispered in her ear.
Then he patted her little hand and said, "Our Xue'er is the most powerful legend in this world. Even your brother Watson can't compare to you."
"Really?" Xiaoxue twisted and looked at the little old monk beside her.
The old monk looked at her and smiled: "Yes, Watson is the King Kong of Buddhism, and Xue'er is a legend in the world."
Only Zhu Jiu looked at Jiang Qingqing and the prince among the crowd in the mountain, speechless, and even shed two lines of tears in his eyes.
He said in a daze: "How is it possible...how is it possible..."
On the high platform, Watson, who had reached the third level of the formless golden body, fell to the ground like a king.
The Buddhist sutras were recited unhurriedly, and thousands of monks heard a solemn chanting sound coming from the wind while the thunderbolts fell.
"For the sake of all sentient beings in the six realms of sin and suffering, I will set up expedients to achieve complete liberation, and then I myself can achieve Buddhahood. Therefore, I make this great vow in front of that Buddha..."
Upon hearing this, the monks at Yunqi Temple in the mountains also clasped their hands and started chanting in unison.
Then the golden light flourished in the mountains, and from the three-foot-high platform back, the sky was filled with golden light. It looked like a three-foot-tall Vajra Buddha sitting on the high platform.
Even a group of elders in the stands in the formation were also enveloped in the golden light of the sky.
And the thousands of monks under the arena are still shrouded in the black clouds of calamity...
In just a blink of an eye, the golden light in the sky divided the whole world into two completely different worlds.
While everyone was stunned, a group of monks walked up the mountain road, ignoring the thousands of monks in the mountain who were looking at King Kong on the high platform.
Even Ji Wushuang, who was on the high platform, was stunned when she saw Watson transformed into King Kong.
He murmured to himself: "It's so good. Please give me more surprises. Otherwise, you won't be worthy of my going to war."
Right under his eyes, at the moment when one calamity thunder fell after another...
Meng Xuantian, the leader of Phoenix Mountain, ignored Watson who was undergoing a tribulation in the ring, and quietly walked into the mountain formation with a dozen elders and disciples.
Disappearing in front of thousands of monks, he walked all the way up to the stands.
Seeing this, Hua Yu exclaimed: "Master, why did the master bring the elders, junior sisters and the others to Yunqi Temple?"
Tantai Yuyan was startled and quickly stood up and walked towards the mountain road to meet him.
He shouted from a distance: "Master, we are here..."
Hua Yu patted Zhu Jiu and said, "It's troublesome now. The senior sister came here with the master." Even so, she still went up the mountain road.
He shouted from a distance: "Sister, I'm here."
When Dan Ru Xiaoyu saw it, she also screamed: "Junior sister, and Zhu Jiu, you are all here... Who is going through the tribulation there? It's so scary..."
At the moment, Watson is transformed into King Kong, shrouded in thick golden light, and outsiders cannot see his appearance clearly.
Not to mention, from time to time, earth-shattering thunder will fall from the sky.
Hua Yu looked at her brother on the high platform and sighed, and replied quietly: "That's my brother, fighting the devil on the high platform, fighting for his life in the ring..."
Tantai Xiaoyu was startled, turned to look in the direction of the high platform and said, "It turns out to be the big bad guy..."
Hua Yu glared at her and said harshly: "You are not allowed to talk about my brother like that."
In the stands, Liao Chen asked the elders of Yunqi Temple to move their places so that Meng Xuantian and others could sit down. Then he pointed at Watson on the high platform and whispered...
Meng Xuantian was speechless for a moment.
Even though he thought about it again and again, he still couldn't imagine that Watson could bear all the cause and effect by one person...
But at this time, Jiang Qingqing screamed, looked at the group of people disappearing in front of the formation and said, "So, the monks from Phoenix Mountain can enter Yunqi Temple?"
The prince sighed and replied: "That's good, Yunqi Temple will have more strength, and this matter will be resolved earlier."
The three-foot high platform is made of the hardest bluestone in the mountains of Yunqi Temple, and each piece weighs a thousand kilograms.
And under this world-destroying thunderstorm, it also became pitted.
Only the place three feet away from where Watson sat was still as smooth as new...
Somehow, the old monk looked at Watson on the high platform and murmured softly. Watson's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he looked up at the layers of black clouds in the sky...
Then he laughed.
So, under the gaze of everyone, King Kong, who had fallen on the ground, stood up and looked in the direction of Wentian Peak...
He said quietly: "Senior, please give me my Demon-Conquering Sword. I will use it to conquer demons and eliminate demons!"
A sound of "Buzz!" resounded between heaven and earth.
A golden light traveled through eternity and finally landed on the statue of Wentian Peak Pavilion...
The demon-conquering heavy sword held in the statue's hand was seen to emit a dazzling light, and it was split into two with the sound of "Wang!". The three hundred kilogram heavy sword still remained on Wentian Peak.
The forty-nine kilograms of Demon-Conquering Sword with three restrictions on it turned into a black lightning and crossed the black clouds in the sky.
Passing through Watson's courtyard, passing through the countless halls of Yunqi Temple, and flying slowly towards the mountains.
At the last moment, he was hovering quietly above the three-foot arena, in front of Watson.
While thousands of monks were stunned, and Ji Wushuang was surprised, Watson looked at him and said quietly: "Actually, I have my own sword."
"Buzz!" There was a sound, and the moment the Demon-Conquering Sword was in hand, a golden and black thunderbolt fell from the sky, hitting Watson's head and the Demon-Conquering Sword!
"Buzz!" A golden streak flew out from the Demon-Conquering Sword like a divine dragon, instantly shattering the falling thunderbolt and disappearing on the high platform.
Watson gently stroked the Demon-Conquering Sword, thinking about what Li Xiuyuan told him back then, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "So, have you lifted a restriction?"
Hua Yu was not surprised. Her brother had a divine sword. She had heard Li Xiuyuan tell her about it when she was in Wuyu Tianshan.
Zhu Jiu screamed in surprise: "Brother, you obviously have such a sword, why do you hide it on Wentian Peak and don't use it?"
A tribulation thunder made Tantai Xiaoyu seem to think of something, and he frowned slightly while looking at King Kong on the high platform.
King Kong on the high platform smiled faintly: "I have countless swords. I called him here just to use this thunder to temper his body."
Although his voice was not loud, it left thousands of monks in the mountain speechless.
I bet you have a sword hidden away that you don’t need, just waiting to use it when you need to overcome the tribulation?
Nalan Qiuxue looked at King Kong on the high platform and murmured to herself: "So, were you already invincible when you asked Tianfeng?"
King Kong on the high platform raised the black demon-conquering sword in his hand, pointed at the billowing black clouds in the sky, and said quietly: "There are still two restrictions, please help me lift them both!"
This was the first time that Liao Chen and the old monk saw Watson's own Demon-Conquering Sword, and it was also the first time they heard that there were three restrictions imprinted on the Demon-Conquering Sword.
Liao Chen sighed and murmured to himself: "Senior brother, if the three restrictions are removed, what will happen to this sword?"
The old monk looked at Watson's demon-conquering sword pointing to the sky, and Ishou replied: "It should be a divine sword!"
"As a divine sword?"
The leader of Phoenix Mountain, Zhen Xuantian, was startled when he heard this. He looked at Chen and asked, "Master, is this the divine sword you prepared for Watson?"
Liao Chen shook his head: "This is his own sword."
Tantai Yuyan looked at Hua Yu beside her and couldn't help but ask, "Have you known about this for a long time?"
Hua Yu nodded: "Brother said that this sword and the heavy sword on Wentian Peak were originally combined into one, so he has been reluctant to use it. He said that the Demon-Conquering Sword should be owned by Yunqi Temple."
Tantai Yuyan couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard this, looked at Meng Xuantian and asked: "Master, have you ever heard that two swords can be combined?"
Meng Xuantian shook his head and replied in a solemn voice: "There have always been only Yuanyang swords in the world, but I have never heard of two divine swords being combined into one."
"Boom!" A black thunder sword, a golden black thunder sword, two world-destroying divine swords of different colors struck Watson's head heavily, and struck the body of the Demon-Conquering Sword...
"Buzz! Buzz!" Two dragon roars sounded.
But the Demon-Conquering Sword in Watson's hand instantly blasted out two dragon-shaped lightning bolts, slashing straight towards the black clouds in the sky...
Under the gaze of everyone, two huge cracks were cut into the black clouds in the sky by black lightning. In an instant, two golden rays of skylight fell, quietly shining on Watson on the high platform.
At this time, those watching the disaster could no longer remember how many thunderbolts fell from the sky.
Everyone hopes that these disasters will pass soon, and Watson and Ji Wushuang on the high platform will have a battle to end everything at the moment.
Watson looked at the sword and a bolt of lightning spread from the hilt to the sword. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and shouted: "Thank you, let's do another one!"
"Madman! You are a madman!"
Ji Wushuang, who was on the high platform, couldn't help but curse: "In the past thousand years, which lunatic has used this world-destroying divine thunder to temper the spiritual sword in his hand?"
Watson shook his head, looked at Ji Wushuang on the high platform, and replied quietly: "From today on, I have it!"
"Boom! Boom!"
There was a burst of friction in the sky, with a sharp roar. At this moment, an even more amazing divine thunder was brewing in the nine heavens, vowing to destroy the whole world.
This will also be the last thunderstorm that Watson has to overcome. After the disaster, there will be a head-on battle between him and Ji Wushuang!
At the reminder of the old monk, he summoned his own demon-conquering sword from Wentian Peak, a demon-conquering sword custom-made for him by Li Xiuyuan.
The sword weighs forty-nine pounds, and there is a dark red flame on the sword.
After the two restrictions were lifted, this dark red flame had turned into a golden lightning-like flame.
At this time, Watson was not afraid of being stained with blood. He quietly looked at the thunder brewing in the sky and murmured to himself: "Please lift the third restriction for me, thank you!"
The head of Kunlun, who was almost crazy, couldn't help shouting at this moment: "Even if God lifts the third restriction for you, is it possible that you can turn it into a divine sword?"
Not far away, Huangfu Xiurong looked at Jiang Yijian and couldn't help but sigh softly.
I wonder if neither of your two daughters speaks to you. Doesn’t that explain all this?
Watson ignored Jiang Yijian's madness at all, but looked at the three-color thunder rolling in from the black clouds, as fierce as sword rain...
He sighed softly and said, "Godfather, it's up to you!"
