Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

The appearances of several scattered cultivators have been completely revealed. One of them is wearing a purple robe, and his eyes are staring at Sun Wukong. The terrible fluctuations like the ocean hit him in an instant. .

Still the powerhouse of Chaos Realm.

"How many others?"

Next to this chaotic realm powerhouse, the rest of the other scattered cultivation realms are also up and down the chaotic realm, and the aura of the avenue circulates vaguely while walking, with their own charm.

"Inexplicably broke into the Nishang Cave, what do you mean?" the purple robe loose cultivator shouted coldly, resounding like thunder in Sun Wukong's ears. curious.

How terrifying is it that the three Chaos Realm powerhouses are surrounded by Qi machines?Once it is released, it can mobilize the heaven-shattering force, and it is not difficult to control the incoming person, and it can be done with a little force.

The powerhouses in the Chaos Realm completely dissipated all the energy, but they were not able to hurt the Sun Wukong in the slightest. He was still tied to the young powerhouses in the Nishang Cave, and he did not mean to let go at all.

"Nishangdongtian?"

Sun Wukong wrote down the name and glanced coldly at the people in front of him. The master of this realm should be the Nishangdongtian in front of him, and there are real secrets hidden here.

These monsters were sent to death one after another, and the demon pills they turned into were all taken by this Nishang Dongtian and turned everything into something for cultivation and cultivation?These scattered cultivation practices are extremely fast, and it is not just talent that can reach the Chaos Realm.

"Do you know what I'm waiting for? Let go of my Nishang Dongtian Loose Cultivator. I'll spare your life and not take your life. If you continue to do this, you will die!" Zipao Loose Cultivator immediately roared, and there was no one in purple robe beside him. The wind swayed, and the hunting made a sound.

In the palm of his hand, there was even a terrifying and strange wind, and during the continuous winding, the momentum was terrifying and mighty.

But after Zipao Sanxiu finished speaking, Sun Wukong still stood in place, just glanced at Zipao Sanctuary, Zipao Sanxiu was furious when he saw this, and rushed forward immediately, and rushed to Sun Wukong in a single thought.

The tyrannical purple wind rushed in instantly.

This movement, rolled up a lot of strange power, and the gods were extremely fierce.

The move waved, Sun Wukong unhurriedly took out the golden hoop stick, volleyed it with a stick, collided with the purple robe loose repair offensive, and the two tyrannical forces collided fiercely, making a huge noise.

Zipao Sanxiu took a few steps back in embarrassment, only to feel a burst of qi and blood in his chest, almost spurting blood.

"continue!"

Chapter [-]: Breaking through all methods, sweeping everything

Beside the purple robe loose cultivator, several loose cultivators were silent, their eyes fixed on Sun Wukong, only to feel shocked.

Sun Wukong waved the golden hoop stick and swept it violently. The movement was several times faster than before, and he slammed the stick to the purple robe loose cultivator. The purple robe loose cultivator only felt the qi and blood in his body surging, and it was extremely difficult to control himself.

"Come again?"

There was excitement on Sun Wukong's face, and he didn't seem to be worried at all. He was in a predicament at this moment. At this time, Sun Wukong could be in the cave of neon clothes. Countless scattered cultivators were standing in the distance, all staring at him, as if they were going to tear Sun Wukong to pieces.

The purple robe loose cultivator did not intend to retreat at all, but instead moved forward, rushing straight to the golden hoop, his teeth were critical, his face was cold, and he moved forward quickly.

When he moved, the purple air around him trembled gently as if it had a soul, and there were unintentional ripples on it, as if the waves of the river were surging.

"This kind of Dao method should be made by using the power of the source. It seems that these loose cultivators are very good." This move made Sun Wukong a little dumbfounded. No more condensation.

Breakthrough all methods!

What Sun Wukong wanted was such a neat and tidy, ruthless stick to disperse the purple energy in front of him, and then attacked the back of the purple robe loose cultivator, with a sudden blow, the purple robe loose cultivator retreated one after another, struggling to stabilize his body, no longer able to stabilize his body. Patience, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Sun Wukong's performance was still very indifferent, the golden cudgel gently fell to the ground, his eyes swept coldly at the rest of the loose cultivators, and his power was undiminished.

"Forehead?"

The purple robe loose cultivator spewed blood one after another, and seemed to be severely injured. Everyone present did not see the golden hoop stick hitting him, and the performance of the purple robe loose cultivator was incredible.

What the hell did this guy get hurt?

"Nishangdongtian, this world should be the Nishang world."

Sun Wukong opened his mouth at will, swept over the crowd, and found that some of the loose cultivators had a stronger aura than this purple-robed loose cultivator. However, these guys seemed to rarely fight with outsiders.

The monsters in this realm may not have the slightest ability to deal with these powerhouses. As a result, they have very little combat experience. For Sun Wukong, who has mastered the exercises, he is like a skilled gunslinger, facing a new recruit.

"There are no impervious walls in this world."

With a cold voice, Sun Wukong gently fiddled with the golden cudgel as if aimlessly.

"It seems that you came to my Nishangdongtian, are you planning to trouble me?" A white-bearded strong man walked forward in the distance. He looked old, but in fact he was strong, a little stronger than ordinary middle-aged men. , I must be proficient in the art of refining the body to become the Dao.

"Trouble?" Sun Wukong was about to speak, but the white-bearded strong man didn't seem to want to give him the slightest chance. He stomped forward with both feet, and then rushed to Sun Wukong's side. The punch hits Sun Wukong's head, but the other punch hits his sea of ​​consciousness.

The movement is fast and violent, without any hesitation, the move is to take Sun Wukong's life, and he does not intend to give him the slightest chance of life.

"boom!"

The white-haired strong man threw a punch, but suddenly stepped back a few steps. He looked at his fists unexpectedly. His fists were red and swollen. It seems that there is no meaning to even resist it!

"This!"

The white-haired strong man roared, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, and a few young loose cultivators on one side looked confused, what kind of freak did he encounter?

The white-haired powerhouse's body-refining technique can be said to be among the top three in the Nishang Cave. Looking at the entire Nishang Cave, how many people's fists can be harder than the white-haired powerhouse's fist?Who can survive a few breaths in front of the white-haired powerhouse?

But the Monkey King in front of him actually ate the white-haired powerhouse with a punch, and even made the white-haired powerhouse go back a few steps, which was really hard to digest.

"Come again."

Sun Wukong spoke again at this time, and before he finished speaking, the faces of the cultivators in the Nishang Cave were not good-looking. This was really not a glorious thing.

On the contrary, the monkey stood calmly on the spot, looking at everyone in the Nishang Cave like a provocation.

The white-bearded strong man was furious, his eyes almost bursting with fire, he stepped forward sharply, the ground obviously collapsed in, and then his palms swelled, and several strands of spiritual energy condensed, but the next second, it spewed out instantly.