Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

It's just that I don't have time to look for him yet. After Sun Wukong is resolved, he will go to Tongtian in person and talk about it.

If he listens, that’s fine. If he doesn’t even listen to his words, he can only use some means to teach him that the immortality of a saint does not mean that his soul will not be tortured.

Instead, he looked at the entrance of the long river of time, and the extremely violent power was vented in that passage.

In the prehistoric time and space, Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes.

A suspicious look appeared in his eyes, and he closed it again.

Although his eyelids were tightly closed, his eyes crossed a million miles of void and landed on Zixiao Palace.

Where the saints want, this world can gallop at will.

He had previously seen Hongjun secretly passing the purple energy to Zhunti, so he was suspicious.

I was about to come over and observe again, but found that Hongjun had opened his eyes and looked at him at some point.

The two looked at each other, Sun Wukong frowned, his mind went blank, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already back where he was before.

It seemed that Hongjun was not happy for him to take a peek.

However, Hongjun would secretly bring Ziqi to Zhun, but he had guessed it a little.

Immediately he sneered, but Kunpeng didn't know that the place he was content with was actually the same as those ordinary people outside listening to Taoism...

There are a lot of articles to do here, and he doesn't expect himself to be able to change the trajectory of heaven and cause and effect at this time.

But he can weaken the strength of the saint, so as to find a breakthrough.

At this point he has more things to do.

Therefore, he got up, and when he stepped up, a crack in the void appeared in front of him, and he walked into it.

Before long, his figure appeared in front of a big mountain.

This mountain is not an ordinary mountain. You can see the aura above, but you can't feel the overflow of aura.

Obviously, this mountain was manipulated by someone to suppress all the spiritual energy, so that it did not overflow.

Sun Wukong took a breath, and a gust of wind blew up, but the trees on the mountain did not move.

He approached slowly, stretched out his fingers and flicked in the air. There seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of him, and there was a very clear sound immediately.

There is a prohibition here, to show that he is not wrong.

Here is the Fen Treasure Cliff!

But now Hongjun has not yet divided the treasure, the magic weapon that should be answered is all suppressed on this treasure cliff.

He drew a space crack here, and stepped into it. After the ban, a gap connected to it appeared again on the Fenbao Cliff, and the figure of Sun Wukong walked out of it.

He landed on the mountain peak, his eyes swept around, and his consciousness covered every inch of the land here.

At this moment, the murderous intention burst out, a black shadow suddenly drilled out from behind him, and a ray of light spurted out of the shadow's mouth, lasing on Sun Wukong's body.

The shadow stopped, it turned out to be a long black dragon!

It's just that there are some differences between him and the Dragon King of the Four Seas that Sun Wukong has seen before, that is, the temperament that emerges from his body is more noble, and the most important thing is that this dragon is very strong, with that big Luo The strength of the realm.

He had long sensed that someone was approaching here, so he was waiting for an opportunity in secret, but he didn't think that the person would use some method to jump over the ban.

What made him nervous was that he couldn't feel the man's energy, and he had no way of knowing what realm he was in, so he was dormant until now, and his shot was his strongest attack.

He wanted to kill in one hit.

This was indeed his most perfect blow, both in timing and strength, and he played it skillfully.

Facts also proved that the attack was indeed on the monkey's body.

But when the glow dissipated, he couldn't help being stunned when he saw the body standing upright in front of him.

Sun Wukong was surrounded by a faint brilliance. I don't know if it was the glow that had not completely dissipated before, or it was born from the armor on his body.

In short, he stood there extremely indifferently, dressed neatly when he came, without a trace of disorder.

"If my strength is similar to yours, I will probably suffer a lot. This is indeed the most beautiful blow I have encountered in this period of time. Even some saints have not made me feel this way." Sun Wukong Said softly.

Although this attack did not cause him any damage, it was indeed as he said, this move was extremely beautiful, although it was a plot.

Indeed, as he said, even in a fight with a saint, he had never seen such a perfect offensive.

The saints are so high up that they've all dropped those so-called offensives.

Fighting is also very boring.

Sun Wukong doesn't like this, even if he is in the position of a saint, he still likes to punch to the flesh.

After his voice fell, the black dragon also reacted, without any hesitation, jumped directly towards the rear.

Sun Wukong opened his hand and grabbed it, and the black dragon's body was continuously squeezed by the power of the saint in the air, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally fell on the palm of Sun Wukong.

The former looked at the black dragon jumping on the palm of his hand, but showed a curious look.

"The real dragon has long been extinct, but you have such a pure real dragon bloodline on your body. Why did you appear here, and where did you come from?"

It turns out that the black dragon in the hands of Sun Wukong is not ordinary, nor is it a pseudo-dragon like the dragon king of the four seas in later generations.

The blood flowing in him is the real dragon blood, so he can break out such an offensive in an instant, and even Sun Wukong has to praise it.