Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

Meanwhile, the Great Roc was struck into the sea by the True Lord's elbow, its demonic blood staining the waves.

His martial arts skills were not bad, but he was too fond of fighting Zhenjun with fists and feet, and suffered such a great loss.

He was filled with rage and anger, and with his bones broken and tendons snapped, he let out a fierce roar, his demonic aura soaring into the sky. Then, a burst of dazzling golden light erupted, and in an instant, his true form was revealed.

But then one sees golden wings hanging low in the dark sky, eyes flashing like lightning. Spreading its wings, it obscures half the sun and clouds; its sharp claws reach out, shattering the wind and waves for a thousand miles.

Da Peng felt ashamed and indignant, cursing inwardly, "This guy's thunder magic is fierce, and his martial arts are also so formidable!"

If I hadn't revealed my true form and unleashed my divine power, I fear I would have perished here today!

With a single flap of his wings, he conjured boundless gales, stirring up raging waves as high as mountains on the vast sea.

Countless islands and reefs were uprooted, swept into the gale, and instantly crushed into dust.

It then swooped down, and with a flap of its wings, a towering wave, as large as a mountain, pressed down on Chen Jiao, accompanied by a fierce gale.

It is truly a roc soaring through the sea, with heaven and earth hanging upside down.

Seeing that Dapeng had reverted to its true form, Chen Jiao remained calm and composed, simply brandishing the thunder halberd in his hand.

The blazing white lightning above it surged and grew to a length of a hundred feet, comparable to that of the roc.

He didn't use any fancy tricks; he simply chopped the roc's head with his halberd.

Upon seeing this, the roc's golden eyes widened, and it reached out its claws to meet the attack.

He secretly resented this fellow's powerful punches and kicks, as well as his fierce halberd techniques. He could no longer get close enough to entangle him; he should just grab him.

Then it flapped its wings and soared, stirring up a fierce wind thousands of feet high, causing the sea to boil and the waves to surge, with countless water columns shooting into the sky, just like dragons and snakes dancing wildly.

Although one claw was injured and the other healed, the two claws still probed the clouds and seized the waves, with the force to tear the sky and split the sea, and slashed down at Chen Jiao from the top of the sky!

"You scoundrel! How dare you harm my sacred body!"

"boom!"

Golden light and lightning burst forth between the sky and the sea.

The seawater within a radius of a hundred miles was pressed down and collapsed by the aftershocks, then burst into the sky again, turning into a torrential downpour.

Several nearby islands and reefs were shaken and immediately collapsed and sank into the waves.

Not content with his first attempt, Dapeng reached out with his claws to seize Chen Jiao once more.

The roc's claws were as large as clouds hanging from the sky, as if it wanted to grasp the True Lord in its palm.

Chen Jiao did not back down, but threw the Thunder Halberd in his hand into the sea, pretending to be empty-handed.

He took a step forward, using a technique that shrinks the distance between them, and threw a punch, his body rising slightly in the process.

Chen Jiao pondered to himself that although the Roc was quite capable, it was seriously injured and had not yet gone far on the path of true immortality, so it was not as powerful as the Bull Demon King.

Therefore, he did not manifest any celestial phenomena; he simply clenched his right fist, and rolling thunder, as if summoning an imperial edict, surged forth.

In an instant, it gathered into blazing white lightning and swung a punch at the oncoming roc claw!

"Boom!" The fist and claw collided, producing a dull, thunderous sound.

Golden feathers rained down from the roc's claws, and thousands of bolts of lightning exploded from Chen Jiao's fist, steaming the surrounding seawater into a hundred-foot-long plume of white vapor.

The roc cried out in pain and before it could retract its claws, Chen Jiao's left fist arrived, striking the wound on the roc's claws that had been deformed and twisted by his previous punch!

Chen Jiao saw it clearly; although the roc had revealed its true form, its ferocious power was overwhelming.

However, one of its claws had been broken and fractured by his fist strike, which was its weakness.

"Snap!"

Then a sound of bones cracking and breaking was heard.

The roc claws, which were originally harder than gold and iron and could tear apart dragons, were completely shattered from wrist to toe by the force of this punch.

Its claws and toes were twisted, tendons were broken, and it hung limply down, held together only by a layer of skin.

It's like a boneless, limp sack, utterly powerless.

A piercing pain shot straight to the top of his head, and Dapeng's vision went black. His golden eyes bulged out, and his screams echoed across the sea and sky.

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"I am so angry! You plague-ridden Thunder God!" Dapeng was so angry that his three corpse gods jumped up and down.

He never expected that this True Lord would be so ruthless and decisive, truly not a human being, and would specifically target old wounds!

Taking advantage of Dapeng's extreme pain and distraction, Chen Jiao did not hesitate any longer, raising his right fist again, the lightning even brighter.

Then he was about to deliver another fierce blow to the soft, featherless area on the roc's chest and abdomen.

The roc was so frightened that it lost its soul. At this critical moment of life and death, it no longer cared about the excruciating pain.

With its wings flapping wildly, a demonic wind suddenly arose, stirring up towering, turbid waves, and forcefully forcing Chen Jiao away.

Chen Jiao was swept back by the fierce gale, but with a wave of his hand, the Thunder Halberd returned to its place, its blade wreathed with the essence of thunder from all directions.

"Boom!"

The lightning at the tip of the halberd surged, transforming into a blazing white pillar of lightning as thick as a mountain, which shot upwards and struck the Great Roc.

Thunder roared, and golden light burst forth.

The roc let out a painful cry, and its body was charred black once more.

With another flap of its wings, its massive body smashed through the remaining force of the lightning pillar, and it aimed its sharp beak straight at the top of Chen Jiao's head!

This peck was faster than lightning; even a magical artifact would likely be pierced with a hole by it.

Chen Jiao's eyes narrowed, his body slightly turned to the side, and his left hand clenched into a fist.

Then endless thunderbolts gathered from the void into a fist, striking directly at the roc's beak that was pecking at it.

"Even a grain of rice can shine?"

When Dapeng saw that he dared to step into the thunder and approach, he became even more furious and added three more units of strength.

The bird's beak was as large as a mountain peak, carrying a sharp, metal-like energy that could tear through the void, and it went straight for Chen Jiao.

This single strike stirred up wind and thunder, creating a dark crack between the sea and the sky that remained stubbornly unhealed for a long time.

"Thump!" Fist and beak collide.

This sound was not like metal, but like the clanging of a celestial bell, heard throughout heaven and earth.

Where fists and beaks collided, boundless light and heat burst forth, illuminating the vast sea area as if it were daytime.

The roc felt an irresistible, powerful force coming from its beak, as if a bolt of lightning had pierced its brain, causing excruciating pain like thousands of lightning needles stabbing at it. It couldn't help but let out a miserable howl.

His enormous head was knocked to one side, and he saw a flurry of golden light before his eyes.

The immense force pushed his demonic body, carving a bottomless chasm in the sea, with seawater rushing in from both sides and thunder rumbling incessantly.

Dapeng was in a daze, with only one thought in his mind: What kind of ferocious beast is this Mao Shen? How can it have such rogue and brute strength?

Before Dapeng could react, the thunder halberd in Chen Jiao's hand had already transformed into a blazing white lightning bolt that tore through the heavens and earth.

It swept through the enemy ranks, striking them squarely in the chest and abdomen.

"Sizzle!"

A piercing tearing sound rang out.

Golden feathers burst forth from the roc's chest, revealing a deep, charred wound that exposed bone.

Thunder crackled and exploded on the wound, and demonic blood cascaded down, staining a large area of ​​the sea below red.

Chen Jiao, seizing the opportunity, moved with lightning speed and instantly stepped onto the back of the roc's neck.

He didn't even take the halberd; instead, he spread his fists and punched the back covered with golden feathers.

With one punch, the entire sea surface trembled; with another punch, the dark clouds dissipated and the light of day suddenly broke through.

Before the third punch landed, Dapeng felt his soul about to dissipate and his bones about to crack.

He no longer dared to act recklessly, and hurriedly folded his wings together, trying to wrap the evil spirit in his arms and refine it with the energy of Geng metal.

"You scoundrel! How dare you insult me ​​like this!"

The roc roared fiercely, and the metal energy between its wings rose up, distorting the void.

Chen Jiao snorted coldly and exerted force with his foot, causing the roc's back to sink downwards.

Using the momentum, he soared into the sky, and at the highest point, he lifted the halberd shaft upside down, using the halberd's handle as a hammer.

He gathered his thunderous energy towards the base of the roc's folded wings and struck down with all his might!