Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Spring rain, summer cicadas, autumn leaves, winter snow.

The unique sounds of the four seasons are intertwined.

And the source of this sound is Sun Wukong's body.

In the dark clouds, a thunder and lightning finally burst out.

It seemed to be a huge palm protruding from the sky, trying to grab it towards Sun Wukong.

At this moment, the golden hoop rod flew out from his ears, and the two swords of Yuantu Abi slammed towards the thunderbolt.

In an instant, the thunder dissipated.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and sneered: "Come on, let me see if you have the ability to stop me in the realm of Taiyi!"

God seemed to have heard the voice of Sun Wukong, and became irritable.

Countless thunders gathered in the air, and the thunder and lightning seemed to become lines, outlining the traces of thousands of troops.

The six-eared macaque looked up at the sky, only to feel that his breathing was not smooth.

"You go back first." Sun Wukong said.

The former knew that under such a thunderstorm, if he was still standing here, he would not be spared.

A drum sound came from above the sky.

The thousands of troops formed by Lei Ting also launched a charge against Sun Wukong at this time.

The latter stood up, holding a golden hoop, accompanied by two flying swords.

A stick smashed that piece of thunder.

Two pieces constantly circled around him, resisting the thunder who wanted to get close.

Despite this, there were still many tribulation thunders that struck Sun Wukong's body.

A trace of white gas began to emerge from the golden hair.

It's just that Sun Wukong's eyes are full of unyielding.

Come on, be more violent.

Thief God, let's see if you can hold me down!

He crouched slightly, then suddenly jumped into the sky, heading towards the depths of the robbery cloud.

In Chang'an City, countless people squinted at this place, only to feel that a brand new sun appeared there, and it was even more dazzling.

The golden hoop rod continued to smash the thunder, but a new robbery cloud was created.

Sun Wukong's eyes were placed on a completely different figure in the tribulation thunder group.

The figure was naked, like a savage.

He was still outlined by that thunderbolt, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Sun Wukong felt a sense of familiarity with him.

The figure flicked his hand, and the sky outside suddenly turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

It's just those thunderbolts, but they didn't attack Sun Wukong again.

"Someone stole something from me," the figure said.

The voice fell into Sun Wukong's ears, but made his hairs explode.

Who is he?

In the past and present life, Sun Wukong has never seen this figure.

"You are the biggest anomaly in the world. Even I can't see your future and past clearly." He continued.

Sun Wukong took a few steps back, but blood oozes from his eyes and ears.

Just listening to this man speak, his consciousness can no longer bear.

The man took another step towards him, as if looking at him.

After a long time, he continued: "But you are still too low, after all, I am waiting for you in the realm of Da Luo, I believe this day will come soon."

The robbery cloud gradually dissipated.

The six-eared macaque looked there and saw a figure falling from the sky.

Chapter [-] Return

The figure of the six-eared macaque galloped away and came to the side of Sun Wukong.

The latter lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

The robbery cloud has dissipated, but the six-eared macaque did not dare to be careless, and held the Xingxin iron soldier firmly there.

The dragon energy above Chang'an City opened his eyes at this time and looked at Sun Wukong with a tiger's eye.

He was first absorbed by the Ksitigarbha Buddha, and then restored by Sun Wukong with the human face fruit. At this time, he was carrying a lot of evil energy.

The six-eared macaque also noticed the same, turned around and looked at the dragon energy with cold eyes.