Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Dayi kept twitching the bowstring, and out of ten Golden Crows, only three remained in the air.

Countless people on the ground looked up and saw that there were only three of the ten suns left, and their faces were full of joy.

The ten sons of the Eastern Emperor couldn't do anything about the strange bow in Dayi's hand, and the expression on his face became a little ugly.

At this time, Dayi was wholeheartedly shooting the Golden Crow, and he had no intention of taking care of the ten sons of the Eastern Emperor.

As far as he is concerned, today's matter is to shoot the Golden Crow first, and then deal with the ten sons of the Eastern Emperor!

At this time, the bowstring made a soft sound again, but it was not one arrow, but three whole arrows.

The three arrows went with the wind and disappeared into the clouds, and the arrows pointed directly at the three surviving Golden Crows.

As if they sensed the danger, they let out a whistle in the air.

A Golden Crow suddenly spread its wings and broke free from the shackles of the chariot. It was precisely because of this that this Golden Crow became the only one in the world.

The other two Golden Crows were pierced by arrows, and after making a whimper, they fell to the ground.

The ten sons of the Eastern Emperor secretly thought that it was not good, but he had already reacted, and he turned around and was about to run away.

However, he could feel that from the ground, a killing intent like a cold winter ice cone was staring at him.

Dayi was aiming at the ten sons of the Eastern Emperor, and the corner of his mouth was already showing a sneer.

But just as the arrow in his hand was about to let go, a mutation suddenly occurred.

From the sky, a palm fell.

It was a palm they couldn't compete with, from the top of Genting.

To be precise, it was the palm of a saint.

Sun Wukong, who was sitting cross-legged in the Pangu Palace, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

The receptionist in the dojo also raised his head suspiciously at this time.

Several eyes looked there...

In the end, they could only see above the ground, a faint blood intent rising.

The figure of the ten sons of the Eastern Emperor appeared there, and a trace of energy was drawn from there.

I saw that he introduced Dayi's essence into a gourd around his waist.

He raised his head, looked at Jinwu who was heading west from the horizon, and let out a slow breath.

The play is here, and for those saints, it is enough.

Losing two great witches one after another, the witch clan, must not be able to bear it any longer.

He completed his task, and the palm that came from the sky just now was considered a compliment to him.

The ten ancestral witches did not expect that Dayi would also be killed. More importantly, this was not a game between the younger generations. The strange palm from the sky was obviously the powerful shot behind him.

The truth of everything has come to the fore, and all of this is deliberately done by the Monster Race Heavenly Court.

Ten people gathered in the Pangu Hall, requesting to see Sun Wukong, apparently to discuss with him about starting a war with the demon clan.

They didn't see Sun Wukong that day, and the one who came out to meet them was Chou filling.

She only said one sentence and announced Sun Wukong's intention to everyone.

"The demon clan deceives people too much, and a battle is inevitable. You can just take action. If the saint dares to intervene, I will let them know what is above the saint."

The ten ancestral witches were greatly encouraged by hearing the words, and after they returned, they began to gather the great witches to prepare for the battle against the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race.

Chou filling returned to the hall, looked at the back of Sun Wukong sitting upright, and sighed: "Master knows their ending, why do you want them to do this."

Sun Wukong was motionless, but his voice came over.

"Do you think the future can be changed?"

He thought about it carefully, but finally shook his head.

"No," she replied.

After a long time, Sun Wukong's voice came again.

"The future can be changed, but after the change, it is not the future. This is probably the reason why me and those people have entered this space and time. We all want to change something before the future arrives. In this way, we can It saves us a lot of effort, don't worry, the scene you saw probably won't happen."

Chou Fill was stunned for a long time before bowing to Sun Wukong, and when he straightened up again, his face was full of respect.

Then, her eyes suddenly lost their luster, because in an instant, she saw again, an illusion from the future.

Only this time, there was no shadow of Sun Wukong in that illusion.

She saw several figures standing on the top of a mountain.

The breath of those figures is not weak, or in other words, it is the power of the peak.

They are standing around a stone.

An old man with white hair and beard walked out at this time, reaching out to the stone in the center.

At this moment, the picture distorted strangely, and the thick filling wanted to see it, but was squeezed out by an inexplicable force.

When she opened her eyes again, Sun Wukong was standing in front of her and asked curiously, "What did you see?"