Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

A golden light shot out, but Jianhai did not move. Sun Wukong couldn't help frowning. Originally, he wanted to use his divine sense to trigger the sword formation, but it didn't seem to work.Forget it, they're all dead anyway, so let's go for it.

As soon as his mind moved, he moved out in an instant, and the sword qi enveloped the entire space in an instant. Sun Wukong's movement speed in the air was affected by the sword qi, which was slowed by half.At the same time, the sword light below fluctuated as quickly as the waves, 咻咻~ A piece of sword shadow mixed with sword energy, beheading Sun Wukong.

There is no way to retreat here, and can only use the exercises to fight hard. Sun Wukong uses all the exercises in an instant. The red and white divine light turns into a flaming knife and an ice sword, and the purple and green divine light turns into a double sword. Guess the speed of rotation.The entire space formed a battle of swords, lights, swords and shadows. Among them, a golden hoop rod shuttled back and forth in the space at a strange speed and trajectory.

After a long period of confrontation, the entire sword formation suddenly calmed down, and Sun Wukong also tiredly withdrew his exercises, moved several times in a blink of an eye, and then came to the other side, and immediately sat down and closed his eyes to restore his strength.

It was really dangerous just now. At the moment of fighting, he would run out of skill and perish in the sea of ​​swords, but why did the sword qi disappear? Was it intentional?Strange to say, after this fight, his Wind-Shadow Shadowless Art seems to be more rounded, and can be skillfully combined with other exercises, and his cultivation has been raised to a new level.

"Master, your cultivation base has already reached the initial stage of chaos, but the strange thing is that you haven't broken through yet. It seems that you lack enough pure spiritual energy." At this time, Mo Yun's voice came from his mind.

"Why did you talk, why did you go just now, why didn't you help me." Sun Wukong blamed it.

"I was fascinated by the illusion just now. That thing is very weird. The higher the cultivation base, the more confused I am. It took me a lot of effort to wake up." Mo Yun replied helplessly.

That's all, it's not bad for him to be alive, and he can't rely on anyone in such a place, so Sun Wukong slowly stood up.Looking back again, I found that the sword sea was gone, and there was only a flat field in front of me. Could it be an illusion just now.

When I turned around again, there was a large hall in front of me. I pushed the door open, and there was silence inside. There was no death or anger just now. It seemed to be a void space.Sun Wukong walked in slowly, there was nothing around, and he didn't know where to go.

"Sure enough, such a young boy, it seems that my waiting is worthwhile." The voice of vicissitudes came from the air.

"Who is talking?" Sun Wukong shouted loudly.

"I am the Holy King of Wujing, that is, the owner of the Misty Mirror Sea you are looking for." The vicissitudes of life sounded.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but sneer, "It's just a ray of spirituality. As far as I know, the owner of the secret realm died out tens of millions of years ago."

"Yeah, I don't exist anymore, all I have left here is a ray of spirituality, I'm waiting for you." The Holy King Wujing said with emotion.

"Oh, it looks like you have something to pass on to me, but you have nothing here, it doesn't look like you have a peerless treasure." Sun Wukong said disdainfully.

"The magic weapon is only the sustenance of the weak, but you are the strong, you don't need that kind of thing." The Holy King of Wujing said lightly.

Chapter [-]: Purple Thunder Chaos Realm

Forget it, it is a waste of time to play tricks with a strong man at the level of a holy king. Sun Wukong sat down on the spot, "Okay, Lord Holy King, just tell me what you want."

Hahaha~ The vicissitudes of life and helpless voice came from the air, which seemed to be a feeling of emotion after endless years.

"Good boy, you have the courage, and you are much more powerful than you were in the past. I am sure that your future achievements will be even higher." The Holy King Wujing praised.

"Okay, I've heard enough of this kind of flattery, you can say your wish." Sun Wukong said impatiently.

Alas~ Holy King Wujing let out a long sigh, "I want to be strong and competitive all my life, but in the end I die of greed, this is also a karmic outcome, but I have a wish that I am not willing to give up, and it is my supreme cultivation method. "

Hehe~ Finally got to the point, Sun Wukong had long expected that there is nothing he can't let go of a big guy of his level. The only thing that is unwilling is that there is no successor, and he has to be a person he likes.Undoubtedly, the Holy King Wujing has already taken a fancy to him, otherwise he would not be talking nonsense and would have killed him long ago.

"I have practiced too many exercises in my life, and the only thing that makes me proud is Fenglei Wuxiang Art." The Holy King Wujing began to tell.

It turned out that the Holy King of No Realm dazzled all worlds with his supreme thunder technique, and with his original wind and thunder no-phase technique, it could be said that he roamed countless worlds without rivals.The illusion that I passed through at the beginning was a phantom formation based on darkness and permeating the wind and air technique.

For countless years, he was the only one who could comprehend the Fengxiang Qi Art.However, comprehending the Fengxiang Qi Art is only the beginning of the Fenglei Wuxiang Art, and after the baptism of thunder and lightning, the two are integrated into the Fenglei Wuxiang Art.

"So I have to go through your lightning strike, but can my cultivation be able to withstand it?" Monkey King asked worriedly.

"To say that a mere supreme realm can't withstand the attack of Zi Lei at all, but your avenue is weird and your talent is very strange, maybe you can bear it, but in order to be safe, you still need to further improve the realm."

As he said that, there was a pile of jet-black crystal stones in the early summer, stealing a strong spiritual energy. Just this pile was ten million times stronger than the previous large piece of amethyst stone.

"This is the black spar, which is enough to raise your cultivation to the middle stage of chaos. You first retreat and practice, and when the time comes, you will naturally teach you the practice." The voice of the Holy King of Wujing sounded in the air.

This guy is really more attentive than I am. It seems that he is really anxious to find a successor. Sun Wukong chuckled.Immediately, he sat down and practiced in closed-door retreat, and he absorbed the spiritual energy crazily.

Sun Wukong immediately performed the exercise, and the meridians in the whole body slowly expanded, each structural element slowly expanded, and the spiritual energy was also added crazily, and the body slowly changed loudly and turned upside down.After that, Sun Wukong ran Zhou Tian again, making the red and white divine light in his dantian, the black and white energy in his eyes, the purple and blue divine light in his mind, and other powers of merit and deduction, under the urging of spiritual energy, further consummation.

I don't know how long it took, the starry sky appeared in Sun Wukong's mind, and nebulae fell from afar, sweeping countless stars, and gradually merged in the process of flowing, slowly forming two colors of purple and blue.Blue is dark, purple is light, and they are against each other and slowly flow into the distance. The swallowed stars are turned into dust, and they are integrated with the air of purple and blue.

My Jiyuan Dao was finally formed. Sun Wukong couldn't hide his joy and almost jumped up, but his body was heavy and he couldn't move. He faintly felt that his spirit was beginning to swell. It seemed that I was about to break through.

Bang bang bang ~ Three explosions more intense than Tianlei sounded in his mind, and the entire hall shook. Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes, and his face showed a dull expression. I finally broke through the realm of chaos.

"Master, you broke through, but why can't I see your way." Mo Yun said suspiciously.

"My way, even I don't know, don't talk about you, but, depending on the situation, you have recovered some skills." Sun Wukong said indifferently.

"Yeah, these black spar stones are really powerful. I have recovered to [-]% of the original, and it is still no problem to deal with a few middle-stage chaos masters." Mo Yun said with awe.

At this moment, an exclamation sounded in the air, "Why, after absorbing so many black spar, it is only elevated to the realm of chaos, it seems that I still underestimate you."

"So, you can accept my Zi Lei's true anger, close your eyes and luck." The Holy King Wujing ordered.

Sun Wukong immediately activated his infuriating energy, ready to accept the baptism of Zi Lei. Suddenly, with a bang, a thunder light shot into his body from the top of his head.I just felt that a thunder light like a snake was wandering around in his meridians.

Sun Wukong immediately used his spiritual sense to capture the lightning, and it took a lot of effort to guide the lightning into the starry sky in his mind. Just as he was about to take a breath, three more lightnings shot in. Sun Wukong endured the pain of tearing and led the three lightnings into the starry sky. middle.

Then five thunder lights entered the meridians. Sun Wukong felt that the meridians were about to break.At this time, a black figure entered the meridian, and pulled the five rays of lightning around with his body, moving slowly towards the starry sky.

After a long time, five lightning beams entered the starry sky, side by side with the previous four beams, forming nine lightning flashes of purple light. Is this the purple lightning essence? Sun Wukong sighed indifferently.

"It's worthy of the Holy King's cultivation technique. It took all my vitality to get it done. Master, I can only help here. I'll be in retreat for a while." Mo Yun said tiredly and fell into a deep sleep.

Sun Wukong is sincerely grateful to him. If it weren't for him, he would have really lost his life just now. Although he has the incarnation of Yuanshen, I don't know how long it will take to repair it again. It seems that I owe him a cause and effect this time.

"Oh? You actually absorbed it all at once. What kind of character are you? It shocked me time and time again." The voice of the Holy King of Wujing resounded in the air.

"Why, it seems that you are not satisfied, but it is impossible for you to take it back." Sun Wukong jokingly smiled.

"Forget it, I have the last gift here, and I'll give it to you." After speaking, a jet-black ring flew out of thin air and automatically put it on the ring finger of his left hand, instantly vanishing his previous savings space.