Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

His grandma's, they haven't noticed it for five hundred years, and they didn't know until Sun Wukong was in front of him that they also missed the king.

"When it's time to come back, I'll come back. Well, you guys did a great job. This is indeed what Huaguo Mountain should have." Sun Wukong helped Yuan Hong and said at the same time.

The latter was also quite impressed. When he felt that the momentum of Sun Wuqi seemed to have changed again, he asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, have you made a breakthrough?"

Sun Wukong nodded silently and said, "Breakthrough."

The power of Sun Wukong is Huaguo Mountain, and the power of the demon clan.

Therefore, he broke through to the realm of Daluo True Immortal, which is naturally a happy event for the entire demon clan.

"Go back and inform the Bull Demon King and the others that there will be a banquet tonight, and our demon clan can also have a good celebration!" Chijiri Horse Monkey shouted to a monkey soldier beside him.

Today's Huaguo Mountain is indeed very lively. The return of Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque seems to have broken the peaceful life of the past few hundred years.

The Bull Demon King and others even drank happily.

However, Sun Wukong always felt that he still had some regrets in his heart.

However, at this moment, he saw a young monk in red slowly approaching here.

"Tsk, Master, do you want a drink too?"

Chapter [-]: The River Styx Departs

The monk in red walked in front of Sun Wukong, Yuan Hong and the others squeezed wisely, so a space was vacated.

Sun Wukong looked at him, and was quite impressed for a while.

This monk in red seems to have returned to his peak state now. Although his appearance is still immature, his realm has returned to Da Luozhen's fairyland.

At this time, I saw him holding a glass of water and said, "I am a monk after all, but when the king returns, I have to celebrate. I will use water instead of wine to toast you."

The fact that he doesn't drink is not enough to surprise Sun Wukong. If he drank today, it would be an accident.

Therefore, he also raised his glass with great satisfaction and touched the monk in red.

"How are you doing, Master these days?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

The corners of the monk in red also curved slightly, this old-fashioned smile was out of tune with his immature face.

"The poor monk is very good," he said.

The banquet at Huaguo Mountain is still going on, but at this time, there is a completely different atmosphere in the sea of ​​blood in hell.

You should never imagine that there is a trace of clarity here, the tone here is occupied by blood red, and from the red sea water, there are countless dark pillars protruding.

On a certain pillar, a tree miraculously grew.

Old Ancestor Ming He was sitting under the tree.

On the other pillars around him, many people stood.

They are the four major demon kings of the Shura tribe and the four major demon generals. Those standing here are the most powerful in the sea of ​​​​blood.

"Old Ancestor, I have served the Tibetan meat and the human face fruit successively, and now the strength is still greatly increased. All the four major demon kings have entered the realm of Da Luo, and the four major demon generals have also reached the peak of Taiyi. Now that my Asura clan is strong, why not kill him in heaven!" Zizai Tianbo Xun is the head of the four major demon kings, and he is second only to the ancestors of the Styx River.

Ancestor Ming He glanced at him when he heard the words, thinking about it.

To be honest, in this sea of ​​blood, what he thinks about every day is how to return to the world. Although the sea of ​​blood is the place that nurtured him, it should not be his end.

In the outside world, the Jade Emperor and the Tathagata did not like to see him, and the sage stared at the sea of ​​blood, as long as he appeared in the world, the sage would take action.

It can be said that the ancestors of Ming He have been extremely useless in these years.

"What is the ancestor still hesitating about, now I just need to rush into the sea of ​​blood, and there is the strong aid Sun Wukong in the outside world. If the saint makes a move, he can also block the first block. Besides, if it really doesn't work, we can't do it anymore. Just go back to this sea of ​​blood!" Shiva urged.

Ancestor Ming He took a deep breath, but finally stood up.

"Forget it, let's go to the Monkey King and use him to wait for the barrier for me. The sage will either kill me with one move, or just wait for me to regroup and kill them!"

The four finalists of the Four Great Demon Kings were also very excited to hear this. The Shura family had been in this sea of ​​blood for a long time, and each of them was extremely eager for the air of the outside world.

Then, the ancestor of Ming He took his eight subordinates and rushed out of the Ming River first.

They just came into the world when they felt that gaze.

At the moment, Old Ancestor Ming He quickly walked towards Huaguo Mountain.

Of course, the demon king and the demon generals are not ambiguous, and they closely follow the ancestor of Ming He.

Huaguo Mountain had a carnival day, but at this time it had calmed down. Sun Wukong was in the Water Curtain Cave, and he immediately felt the aura of the Eight Paths, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had already come to the ancestor of Ming He.

The latter's complexion is not very good, and he is a little out of breath, as if he has experienced a big battle.

"What's going on?" Sun Wukong was also a little suspicious of the ancestor Ming He appeared here.

Then he glanced at the person behind Ming He again.

Ancestor Ming He took Sun Wukong's hand and said, "I was born this time, and I would like to work with you to do a great thing, but now the saint is watching me closely..."

Before Styx could finish speaking, an aura hung down from the sky.

And the target of this spiritual light happened to be Styx and his party.

The saint's eyes stared at them for so long, but he still shot.