Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Chapter [-] The fusion device

After Pangu first opened the world, the world was still chaotic, but four chaotic primordial spirits were born.

These four chaotic primordial spirits infected each other and collided constantly. In the end, just as chaos gave birth to Pangu, they also gave birth to three chaotic divine beasts.

Zulong, Yuanfeng, Shiqilin.

These three clans once ruled this world for a long time. Later, because of a great war, the three clans suffered heavy damage, their bloodlines withered, and reproduction became extremely difficult.

The blood vessels begin to degenerate, and their potential continues to decrease.

This is the reason behind the existence of those pseudo-dragons and pseudo-phoenixes.

And the little black dragon in the hands of Sun Wukong, the power contained in the bloodline is beyond all the pseudo-dragons, just like the ancestral dragon.

So Sun Wukong was curious about it.

"I am the blood of the ancestor dragon, and I am not one with the inferior clan outside. As for why I appear here, if you think your cultivation is so unpredictable, you don't need to ask me!" The little black dragon seemed a little arrogant. When he spoke, he seemed very immature.

When Sun Wukong heard the words, he sneered and squeezed his palms together.

The little black dragon was pinched by Sun Wukong, unable to move even more, twisted the dragon head and cursed: "Who are you, why are you here, this is the place where the ancestors of Hongjun suppressed the treasure, you are not afraid of the saints to blame !"

As a last resort, the little black dragon can only sacrifice the name of Hongjun, and wants to use this to suppress Sun Wukong.

However, the latter looked calm and unmoved, and seemed not to worry about Hongjun's problem at all.

Seeing this, Xiao Heilong lost his confidence.

"You actually know that this is the place where Hongjun suppressed the treasure, so why do you dare to appear here?" Sun Wukong asked with narrowed eyes.

The little black dragon was stunned when he heard the words, but then he muttered: "My lord, I just came here to use the sharpness of the treasure here to temper the flesh. The saint has a broad mind, so he won't blame me if he wants to come here."

Sun Wukong chuckled lightly and threw him forward, and the figure of the little black dragon became a normal size.

As he walked, he said: "I'm similar to you, I just came here to borrow a few treasures to strengthen my weapons. The saint has a broad mind, so he won't blame me if you think about it."

Saying that, Sun Wukong faintly moved in his heart, and noticed that there seemed to be a magic circle under his feet. He stomped his foot, and his Qi moved towards the magic circle. In an instant, the magic circle set up by Na Hongjun was forcibly torn apart by Sun Wukong. .

A silver needle swept out of the land, as if sniffing the smell in the air, and then suddenly plunged towards the little black dragon.

Seeing that, the black dragon was not good. Although Zulong's body was strong, the golden needle made him a little nervous for a moment, and he hurriedly avoided it.

At this time, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the golden needle chasing the black dragon in the air, but said: "Spirit-devouring needle..."

Then, a golden light swept out from his ear and headed towards the spirit-devouring needle.

Both are considered magical instruments, and the origin of the golden hoop rod is obviously not as noble as this spirit-devouring needle, but it is just the ruler that Dayu originally used to measure.

However, after the tempering of Sun Wukong, and it can be regarded as the treasure of saints, the golden hoop can also be regarded as an acquired weapon.

The Spirit Devouring Needle was full of spirituality, and when he sensed the existence of the golden hoop rod, he already had the feeling of being superior to it. He abandoned the black dragon and collided with the golden hoop rod.

The black dragon stopped just then, watching the two magic weapons trembling in the air, making the sound of gold and stone colliding, but the sound was so heroic that it was like a landslide.

Sun Wukong stood on the spot, without any intention of directly suppressing the spirit-devouring needle to force it into submission.

The purpose of his coming here today is not to get a few treasures, but to temper the golden hoops, find a few more magic tools, and integrate with them, so that the quality of the Ruyi golden hoops can be improved to a higher level.

And in order for the magic weapon to be integrated into the golden hoop, it must be defeated by itself.

This is a good thing for the golden hoop stick. If it can make those treasures obey, it means that it is destined to surpass the innate tools.

If possible, it can even be compared with the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe.

Sun Wukong has realized that if he wants to defeat a heavenly saint, he cannot do it with his current strength alone.

And this prehistoric place is definitely a good place for him. After all, there are too many things that are still waiting to be developed.

Therefore, he is not in a hurry. He can stay as long as he can stay in this prehistoric realm.

It didn't take long for the spirit-devouring needle to dim, and there were a lot of scratches on the body of the golden hoop.

Hei Long watched from the side, only feeling his scalp tingling.

"What is the origin of this monkey, and the magic weapon he shot has such spirituality?"

It's not that he has never seen a fight, but it's the first time he's ever seen a fight between treasures.

At this moment, the golden cudgel suddenly seemed to be hit with chicken blood, and suddenly knocked hundreds of times on the spirit-devouring needle.

Afterwards, the black dragon saw that the soul-devouring needle had completely disappeared, and it was extremely pale floating in the air.

When Sun Wukong saw this, he stretched out his palm, and a spiritual energy came out, wrapping the Spirit Devouring Needle.

Then he stretched out the other palm, and the flames were dancing on it.

This is not an ordinary flame, but a saint's heart fire, which can burn everything.

The flame enveloped the Soul Devouring Needle, and it soon became a red streak.

The fusion of treasures requires an extremely complicated process, and also requires a master who knows how to do it.

If Taishang Laojun is here, Sun Wukong can let him do this.

But the former is not here, and he doesn't know how to make the magic weapon blend, so he can only use the simplest and roughest method.

While the flame was burning the Soul-devouring Needle, Sun Wukong's soul had penetrated into it. He found the spirituality of the Soul-devouring Needle, and then connected it to the golden hoop rod.