Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Chapter [-] What's wrong?

In the collapsed world, Sun Wukong opened his eyes.

He glanced around, and it was collapsing at an extremely fast speed. All the land and rivers were turned into pieces and fell into the dark void.

Tong Tian was standing beside him.

"They actually left you here." The thoughtful Sun Wukong could naturally guess that this was because the saints took away the support for this world.

This method can indeed allow Sun Wukong to face the threat of space fragmentation. Even if he does not die because of it, he will get lost in the endless void.

Tongtian shook his head helplessly and said, "There is no other way, with my strength, I can't maintain the stability of this world, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to compete with you today, Sun Wukong, you are indeed very strong. "

Sun Wukong glanced at the broken sky, but said, "Would you like to get out of here alive?"

Tongtian glanced at him suspiciously, but he couldn't help but feel a hope in his heart, and he asked, "What should I do?"

Sun Wukong smiled, and then said: "Then help me, if they don't maintain this world, it means that their will has been taken away from here, and now this is a land without owners, I can take control of this place, big Some places have collapsed, so we have the opportunity to regain control of this place and find a way to connect with the Three Realms."

Saying that, Sun Wukong poured out the power in his body, divided it into countless threads, and poured it into the place that had not broken.

And as he chopped off his corpse, the power in his body became extremely pure.

Tongtian's eyes moved slightly, he chose to believe in Sun Wukong, and let his power slowly penetrate into Sun Wukong's body.

This side of the world has gradually stabilized, and there is no place to break. Of course, it is limited to the range of dozens of miles around them.

At this moment, Sun Wukong closed his eyes tightly, manipulating those silk threads, constantly searching for the traces that communicated with the Three Realms.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "I found it!"

Outside the arena, the red lotus of the ancestor Ming He's karma failed to stop Pangu Fan for too long.

The streamer burst out with the breath of endless destruction and slammed on the Jade Buddha.

A strange force was tearing at the Jade Buddha. The latter frowned and defended his body desperately, but in the end he was sucked in by the Pangu Fan.

Ancestor Ming He took two steps back, feeling a sense of sadness.

It looks like everything will end today.

That side of the world, finally because of the disappearance of the Jade Buddha, completely closed the gap.

Nu Wa withdrew her hand and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This is not the work of a saint," she said.

The Taoist Heavenly Venerate did not speak, and constantly adjusted the restless spiritual energy in his body.

Yuan Shi replied, "This is helpless. The existence of Sun Wukong is the greatest calamity in the Three Realms after all."

Nuwa was extremely disappointed with them at this time, so she didn't have much to say.

At this time, Yuan Shi set his eyes on Ming He, and said with a chuckle: "You are finally willing to come out of hell. Today, two demons have been removed, so add another one, which is another good fortune!"

Ming He snorted coldly, standing on the red lotus of Karma, holding the Yuan Tu sword in his hand.

"A battle with your saint, and so on!" he shouted.

At this time, countless people in the heavenly court flew out at this time.

Yang Jian, the six-eared macaque, the red horse monkey, Yuan Hong, the gibbon monkey, the five saints of the demon clan...

They looked silent and stood behind Styx.

"We will live and die together with Xintianting." Yuan Hong shouted.

Ancestor Ming He glanced at them. At this time, the four demon kings and demon generals of the Hell Shura clan also rushed over from the mortal world.

People kept coming, and countless people surrounded the saints.

Yuan Shi let out a sneer at this moment.

Zhunti and Jie Yin glanced at each other, and also said with a smile: "Today is good, we will all gather together to save us from looking everywhere."

When he spoke, the ancestor Ming He was the first to strike out a sword, Yuan Tu turned into a streamer, and slashed towards the saints.

The Pangu flags kept shining in the air, and the light full of dead silence continued to linger over the heads of everyone.

This is also the first time that they have faced the terrifying power of the innate treasure so directly.

The bones of countless people made a sound at this time, and several blood blisters suddenly appeared on the body.

The blood bubbles exploded, turning into a mist of blood.

The sword of the ancestor of Ming He was swayed by Yuan Shi's sleeves, and at this time, the pressure of Pangu Fan was vented towards the Ming River.

The latter clenched his teeth and took a few steps back.

Nuwa looked at several saints with cold eyes, and finally said to Daode Tianzun: "The matter is over, I will go back, and then fall asleep."

Morality glanced at her, already knowing that Nuwa was estranged from them, she nodded helplessly.

At this time, they didn't realize that the space behind them was suddenly torn out, and two figures flew out of it.

Sun Wukong saw the suppressed crowd at a glance, let out a loud shout, and swept the golden cudgel towards Yuan Shi.

The latter's mind was completely on the Pangu banner, and Zhunti and the others were the first to react, shouting, "Be careful!"