Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Such thoughts flashed in his mind, and Ao Guang's heart suddenly felt bad!

Zhenhai magic weapon, shouldn't it really be taken away!

If that's the case, that's bad!

……

After a while, the golden light slowly converged, and the divine needle iron showed its original appearance.

The ice-cold brilliance circulated, and the iron needle of the gods reached the sky.

And on top of it, there is endless killing energy entwined!

Rust flakes off.

On the pillar, a line of words is engraved.

The Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick weighs [-] catties!

Look at this.

A smile appeared in Sun Wukong's eyes.

At this moment, Ao Guang's mind changed rapidly.

The color on his face changed, but he immediately stepped forward: "Shangxian, this thing is huge, and it is too heavy. It is not easy to handle. Why don't you go back to the Dragon Palace with Laolong, and Laolong will find some other weapons for you?"

When Sun Wukong heard the words, he glanced at him.

He naturally understood Ao Guang's thoughts, and he said with a smile, "Old Dragon King, are you really thinking about me, are you afraid that I can't hold it, or do you feel bad that this treasure is really taken away by me?"

The voice fell.

Ao Guang's throat couldn't help but choked.

The vision that happened just now really made him worry!

But of course it can't come out...

He bites the bullet, and then hits a haha: "Shangxian, what are you talking about, how can Laolong worry about you taking it away, if you can take it away, it is naturally the best, Laolong is just worried that you can't take it. …”

The sound fell.

The sarcasm flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, this old dragon king... but he really knows how to talk.

Worry is exposed on the face and still pretending to be garlic!

Mind moving.

He said flatly: "If you say that, whether you can hold it or not, I don't have a clue in my heart. Why don't you... let me make a bet, how about it?"

Ao Guang's eyelids jumped: "What bet?"

Sun Wukong pointed at the golden hoop and said, "I'll bet... Can I hold this wishful iron iron?"

"This…"

Ao Guang was quite hesitant, but when he remembered that Sun Wukong also said that he had no bottom, he was a little moved: "It's not good, what is the bet..."

Sun Wukong smiled slightly.

He pointed to the giant pillar: "If I can move it, this thing belongs to me, and you will give me a coat and some ordinary weapons."

"If I can't hold it, I will let the East China Sea be driven for a thousand years, how about it?"

Hearing this, Ao Guang couldn't help pondering.

Speaking of which, Ruyi algae falling off may not necessarily be a so-called vision.

Maybe it's because of the monkey's strength...

Moreover, he himself said that he was not sure, maybe he thought too much.

This bet...

Your chances of winning are great!

If you win, driving a powerful angel, thinking about it is not bad!

Thinking of this, Ao Guang nodded abruptly: "It's okay, I will rely on Shang Xian, Shang Xian can't go back on it, if he loses, he will let the Dragon Palace drive for a thousand years!"

The words fell, and there was a little light in Sun Wukong's eyes.

Since this Ao Guang agreed.

Then...it's all set.

The next moment, his palm pressed on the golden hoop, and the other hand supported it, and he whispered: "Of course I will not regret it, the old dragon king is optimistic!"

"rise!"

With a low drink, the mountain shook!

The entire East China Sea was stirred at this moment!

Light shines on the divine iron, and with the movements of Sun Wukong, it is lifted up in one fell swoop!

"Small!"