Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

The void gradually calmed down, and at this time, several dim and waveless rays of light burst out from the waist and abdomen of the Great Elder of Wan Yaodong, and that was the realm stone.

"I want you to die today." The elder Wan Yaodong's voice was hoarse and his face was distorted. At this time, he was no longer the thin old man he used to be, but a freak with a terrifying aura around him.

The figure is twice as strong as the original, and the bull-like body hides an extraordinary terrifying power. The next moment, the Great Elder of Wan Yaodong rushed forward, coming in boundless momentum, wrapping around him. The murderous aura of Jiuyou has turned into the flesh and blood in his body.

scattered among the bones.

boom.

Sun Wukong simply raised the golden hoop stick neatly, just for a test, the Great Elder of Wan Yaodong raised his hand, as if he had grasped the golden hoop stick with one hand, but Sun Wukong smiled and increased the strength in his hand, with a lot of power to oppress Wan Yaodong. On the elder of the demon cave.

The Great Elder of Wan Yaodong immediately knelt to the ground, blood pouring from the corners of his mouth.

"Want to compete with me in strength?" Having taken Jiu Lingguo, he has mastered the power of veins by three points. At this time, Sun Wukong was no longer a weak monkey when he first entered the realm.

"It's up to you." With his arms full of strength, Sun Wukong raised again and fell suddenly. The shocking power seemed to tear the void apart. The elder of Wan Yaodong raised his hands, and his fingertips turned into murderous aura. The next moment turned into a long sword with brilliance, but it was instantly smashed into pieces.

Even so, the strength has not dissipated, the body of the elder Wan Yaodong was smashed to the ground, and he fell to the ground suddenly, and there were several crisp sounds from his legs.

"Can you still grow bones?" Sun Wukong's eyes were full of cold light. He simply attacked several times neatly, and the terrifying force fell on the Great Elder of Wan Yaodong in waves. His body was severely smashed, and his legs were abnormally twisted. Does not look like.

"I'd like to see how many times you can recover."

Bang bang bang.

The sound seemed to strike his soul, and the Great Elder of Wan Yaodong could have given out a few exclamations, but in the end there was only a whimper.

Jiu Ming's heart skipped a beat in the distance, as if the guy who was smashed to the ground by the golden hoop was either the Great Elder of Wan Yaodong or himself.

He smashed down dozens of sticks, one stick closely followed by another, without the slightest intention of stagnation, one stick and another fell on the Great Elder of Wan Yaodong, until Sun Wukong felt his arms go numb, and then gave up and continued. storm.

This is a huge pit in front of him, which collapsed deeply. Sun Wukong stepped forward, and his eyes naturally looked between the big pits. The body of the elder Wan Yaodong was abnormally twisted, and he had long since lost his appearance. The newly formed muscles and bones seemed to be extremely fragile.

"It seems that this guy has no life?"

Sun Wukong glanced at the Great Elder of Wan Yaodong in the big pit. This guy's ability seems to be not as strong as he imagined. After a few breaths of time, it has already turned into pieces.

"Where's the Wraith. Was it scattered too?" Sun Wukong glanced left and right, but he couldn't feel the existence of the Wraith.

Mysterious patterns are wrapped around the golden hoop rod. Using the sayings of scattered cultivation in the Neon Clothes Cave, these mysterious patterns can bless all things in the world.

"It just dissipated?"

Sun Wukong continued to glance a few times and saw that there was no movement, and then he planned to turn and leave.

The strong smell of blood in the forest has not dissipated.

"Most of the monsters in this realm should have died." Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel a little heartache. Each of the monsters in the realm has been cultivating for endless years, but in the end, it turned into a ghost to provide for him.

The six hundred and fortieth chapter will become bone withered, the beauty of lines

"One will succeed and ten thousand bones will die?" Walking on the moon, Sun Wukong stood in the air, his mind was almost perfect, and he was rarely sentimental about such trivial things, but at this moment, his eyes were a little red with dissatisfaction.

"Where's the sable." With a thought, Sun Wukong opened the mustard seed space with concentration, and the sable stood peacefully in the space, surrounded by a number of brilliance, which were transformed by Sun Wukong's thought power, completely to heal the sable.

The night was dark, and it seemed that there were very few scattered cultivators. Everything was extremely peaceful, and it seemed that there was no other movement. Sun Wukong glanced left and right, and the golden hoop rod naturally stood in front of him.

Open the system and simply observe his own realm. After coming to this realm, this is the first time that Sun Wukong has opened the system. The rest of the time, he just gave orders to the system, and nothing else.

"It is still difficult to reach the peak of the Chaos Realm, and it should take a long time." Sun Wukong concentrated and realized that his realm had reached the bottleneck at this moment.

"Getting the veins doesn't change me much, it only affects a few threads." I thought that the veins were a shock to the heavens, but in the end I realized that if I want to cultivate the veins to the level of Yue Ji, I need more than just A year and a half.

After endless years of communication, the lines and networks have the potential to reach the earth-shattering level, but from the current situation, the time required is not just a few years.

Yue Ji has been practicing for a thousand years, and this is how she connected the veins to the point in front of her eyes. The rest of the scattered cultivation realm is not a little bit worse than Yueji. It is not that easy to reach the realm of Yueji. .

"When the scattered cultivators in the Nishang Cave are looking for other ghosts, I can stay here and devote myself to the cultivation enough to reach the level of understanding of the pattern. At that time, my power will definitely be stronger than what I see in front of me."

Sun Wukong thought slowly.

When the veins are fully cultivated, the realm of oneself will also increase, and the strength of Sun Wukong at that time will definitely increase exponentially.

With a thought, the tattoos all over the body rise and fall by themselves, and several electric lights surround them, illuminating the sky and the earth, like daylight.

"Can the veins change like this?" Sun Wukong gradually remembered what Yue Ji said, the veins are infinitely mysterious, and the Tao of loose cultivation in this realm depends on the veins.

Without relying on the veins, it is impossible for Yue Ji to cultivate to the state in front of her.

"According to what Yue Ji said, cultivating the pattern should be able to reach the godless realm, but until now, I have not touched the threshold of the godless realm."

Sun Wukong continued to catalyze the veins all over his body, and the veins quickly covered his muscles and bones. At this time, Sable also stuck out his head, and the injuries on his face had mostly recovered.

"Senior, I didn't expect that senior would show up to save me at the last moment." An embarrassed look appeared on Zi Sable's face, she took a few steps forward, her eyes involuntarily looked around, and there were countless corpses of monsters, most of which were subordinates of Zi Sable. Totally killed here.

Sun Wukong walked to Sable's side.

Sun Wukong has long thought of all this, and Zi Sable should also think of the scene in front of him. Countless loose cultivators have died here one after another, and no one can survive safely.

"More than half of the monsters around me died." Zi Sable looked back at Sun Wukong, her face full of sadness.

When these monsters died, Zi Sable had long thought that from the moment he opened his eyes, he knew that he was able to survive because he met Su Wukong, but the other monsters had no help and would be completely trapped in this desperate situation.

"All the monsters in the mountain gate died, and the few monsters around me who were blessed also died. They all died here because of me." Zi Sable said expressionlessly.

At this moment, Sable hopes that she can accompany all of her partners to die here, all of them die, and no one survives. At this time, it takes more courage to survive than to die. Sable stares at the dead bones in the distance.

For a few months, Sable had almost captured more than half of the monsters in the realm, and countless monsters with tyrannical abilities were willing to follow Sable, and no one dared to have the slightest opinion on Sable.