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Chapter 92 Refining Reincarnation Disk

Looking at the rusty Dinghai Shenzhen Needle, Monkey King felt an inexplicable throbbing, as if a voice in his heart was calling him.

Even the bloodlines are awakening.

With a wave of his hand, a whole set of magic weapons were worn on his body. When the monsters saw it, they were stunned.

Wearing golden armor is bright and majestic, and wearing a golden crown is shining brightly.

Holding a golden cudgel in one hand, and cloud shoes on one's feet are both commensurate.

What a handsome Monkey King!

When wearing this set of armor boots, Sun Wukong was even more arrogant, an indescribable courage broke out from the bottom of his heart, and the Dinghaishen needle in his hand became brighter and radiated a vast golden light, like the second sun blooming in Qitian City. The world was shocked.

"Roar!"

Inexplicably, Sun Wukong couldn't help the joy in his heart, jumped out of the window and flew directly to the outside world, as if a golden light flashed across the sky, and it was difficult for ordinary people to catch the trajectory.

"It's a wonderful feeling, as if this set of battle armor and magical weapons were born to wait for my grandson!"

With weapons in hand, the will to fight is on the rise.

Monkey King only felt that there was an explosion of infinite power in his body, and his fighting spirit was soaring.

Soon, he flew to the mouth of the Guanjiang River, laughed loudly and said, "Hehehe, three-eyed, last time my old grandson fought with you without a weapon in hand, so he fell down, how dare you fight my old grandson today?" ?”

The Six Sages of Meishan and the [-] Grass Head Gods immediately flew into the sky in a rage, ready to kill the arrogant enemy.

But when he saw that it was Monkey King, his aura was half weakened, and when he recalled the last time he copied something on the street, he was half as weak again, and his aura was almost gone.

"Monkey King, why did you come to Guanjiangkou? There is no festival between us!"

Guo Shen, one of the Six Sages of Meishan, said helplessly: "We in Guanjiangkou often buy your company's products!"

"Hey, my old grandson is here to compete with God Erlang, not to make trouble, what about Three Eyes?"

Sun Wukong put the golden cudgel on his shoulder, and glanced down with a smile.

boom!
Suddenly, the clouds burst.

Sun Wukong suddenly flew thousands of meters backwards, and saw the jade-like young man holding a three-pointed double-edged sword and wearing a bright battle armor looking at him. His body exuded a majestic momentum, like a river and sea erupting across the sky!
"Monkey King, why are you looking for me?"

Yang Jian glanced at him sharply.

"Hey, my grandson didn't have a weapon in his hand last time, so he couldn't beat you. Today, I'm here to fight with you to get back!"

"just you?"

The two sneered, and both saw the flames of war in each other's eyes.

Suddenly, the two fought together, from the sky to the ground, from the East China Sea to the West Sea, the majestic momentum never stopped, and the fighting spirit on their bodies became stronger and stronger.

This battle shocked the Three Realms, and they all paid attention to this unequal battle.

Where and from whom did Sun Monkey learn his skills?There is such a supernatural power!
In the past few days, the two not only displayed the art of transformation, but also used supernatural powers many times.

Therefore, it surprised all the immortals and Buddhas.

After all, today is not the era when golden immortals were inferior to dogs and Taiyi was everywhere.

What's more, a big Luo Jinxian like Yang Jian can almost walk sideways between heaven and earth. I didn't expect a grandson of unknown origin to fight with the God of War for three days and three nights?

"Hahaha, I got it! My grandson got it!"

Suddenly, Monkey King laughed loudly, broke through Taiyi to prove Dao Dao, and condensed the Dao Fruit of Dao Luo.

Seeing this, Yang Jian suddenly stopped, and stood beside the cloud with an expressionless face, but he was actually guarding his surroundings and protecting the monkey.

After an unknown period of time, the aura on the monkey's body gradually subsided, and he opened his eyes to reveal bright pupils.

Feeling the increasingly majestic aura of Sun Houzi, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said nothing, but Sun Wukong swung a golden cudgel and turned into a sky pillar and smashed it over!
"Yang Jian, I didn't enjoy fighting with you before, and now we're coming again!"

Sun Wukong laughed and swung the golden cudgel and smashed it, like a storm enveloped Yang Jian.

In the previous battle, he had been breaking out with all his strength, but Yang Jian was able to handle it with ease.

But now after breaking through that barrier and reaching Da Luo, everything has changed, and it is worthwhile to have three eyes.

He slashed with the knife, but there was a heavy rebound force from the weapon, which made Yang Jian's eyes shrink.

His knife can even split Mount Tai, but he didn't split the stick thrown by the monkey?
What a terrifying power!

Once again, the two fought together, almost exhausted their strength, and shocked countless people.

A few days later, the battle ended, and the two laughed and left.

Qi Tiancheng.

When it was learned that the Monkey King had stepped into Daluo, the whole city was decorated with lanterns and festoons, cheering and cheering, and discounts were offered to celebrate the Monkey King's breakthrough.

It is difficult to cultivate into a mortal in this era, but the Monkey King stepped into Daluo in a short period of time. Isn't this God Bless the Monster Race?
The Yaozu should be happy!
With the leadership of the Monkey King, why worry about the world's monsters being homeless?
The whole city was sensational and joyful for a long time, and finally it gradually returned to its former calm.

After several days, two one-horned ghost kings came to Qitian City.

Looking at the city of ten thousand demons that came and went, with a faint national style, the head of the one-horned ghost king flashed a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

There are so many monsters in this city.

Back then, if the Buddhist sect had the ability to attract talents and strengthen power like monkeys, why would they be suppressed by the Taoist sect?

The Yaozu can't rise again.

After thinking about it, the one-horned ghost king walked towards the Bafang Pagoda.

This time, he came to instigate the Monkey King to proclaim himself holy, and directly rebelled against the Heavenly Court and made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. It would be fine to suppress it directly after some turmoil, otherwise it will always feel like something big will happen if you keep letting it go like this.

Soon, the two one-horned ghost kings arrived under the Bafang Pagoda.

"Are you coming to join us?"

The front of the fox demon was still smeared with rouge, and the two one-horned ghost kings nodded repeatedly.

"Well, then which company, which department, and what position do you want to go to? I can inform the superiors."

What the fox demon said stunned the one-horned ghost king.

I come to rely on you, do I still need these things?

There are so many rules to join you?
Which faction wouldn't laugh when they saw two Xuanxians joining?You have a lot of rules.

After thinking about it, the one-horned ghost king who was the leader coughed lightly: "Ahem, both of us are Xuanxian."

"Well, got it, did you bring your resume?"

"Jane, resume?"

The one-horned ghost king was confused again. He didn't have so many skills when he joined Buddhism. How come you have so many things when you come to Qitian City?

After pondering for a while, the one-horned ghost king decided to fly up to find Monkey King, but his pupils shrank when he saw the old man sweeping the floor not far away from his corner of the eye.

I am.

A quasi-holy sweeper?Too extravagant, right?
After pondering for a while, the two one-horned ghost kings finally left Qitian City, returned to their original appearances as Guanyin and Muzha, and flew sadly to Lingshan.

……

A Chinese Ghost Story.

Deep in the nether world.

The Yin Qi is majestic, the Yellow Spring roars, and the wind is mixed with the cry of evil spirits and ghosts.

The young man meditated on the ground, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura, blessed by billions of avenues, like the lord of the netherworld.

Above the head, the samsara disk spun wildly, exuding a ghostly atmosphere.

Slowly, everything stops.

He opened his eyes.

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