The Dream Master

Everyone didn't react, a smog of black people have come to Tang San Tibet.

"Master, be careful." Sun Wukong captured the trajectory of the black shadow, and quickly went busy.

Among the black shadows, you have already bomb out early, go straight to Tang Yan.

"Bodhi ..." Tang San hide, and there was a skyrocketing.

I saw a huge and unparalleled King Kong, and the double eyes had just turned out, and he had a punch.

The King Kong is immediately hitting a bell, followed by fried in the dazzling golden light, and the Tang Yan flesh of the inner riped, the flesh of the flesh is also in an instant, the flesh is scattered, blood dyed. .

"Master ..." Sun Wukong almost shouted at the same time.

In these years in the mountains and river community, they have been practicing, and they have never been contacted between each other. They are also clear in their hearts. When they come up again, they are the final test.

They are very clear about their respective possible, but they still can't accept when the Tang Yan is so tragic death.

" !" Sun Wukong exploded, almost mad.

When one person died, the muscles were boosted, and the gas was glare, as if I turned back to the Wanshi King of the Huashan.

He is in his hands, and the color of the golden hoist is played, and the color of the golden color is turned red, and it seems to ignite a flame, and the stick is fascinated.

At this moment, I also felt the changes over there, slowly opened my eyes, and I saw that Sun Wukong was jumping into the sky, and a stick was smashed.

His eyes were slightly smashed, but he saw a little different in this great, and the shadow wounded in the red flame, the shadow can see another layer of stacked sticks, and the number is more difficult to count.

"Splaced and chaotic." Shen Lu recognized it.

This seems that there is only a stick in the magical movement, there are countless sticks in an instant, and the drop of the fall is absolutely not as heavy as a bowel, and it is a hundred times.

I am sinking, even if he is hurt, the state is excellent, and it is impossible to make a thousand and one stick like Sun Wukong, which is the ultimate that it will breathe the best.

When he is shocking in his heart,

Sun Wukong has already fallen.

In the face of this sudden blow, there are also more points in the eyes, and the body shape suddenly turns, the hands are open to the sky, whistling, a rotation, and the weighted magic pattern.

The power of a unheatherent, constantly incorporated into the huge ax in his hand. After a week, the power sagged toward the top.

The giant ax appeared in the first time as the same magic pattern like him, the color also turned into a blood red color, with the golden hoop heavy hits.

"boom"

A shock of the sky, the golden hoop is bullied with the war, and the two are resistant to each other. It has not been separated for a time. Sun Wukong and the force have also continued to perfuse into their respective blade.

Sun Wukong Yangdao, behind the giant shadow, burst into a strong force into the golden hoop, and the body is turned into red, and the power is even more amazing.

At the time of the golden hoop, when it was a little more reversed, a burst sounded again.

"Monkey, I will help you."

The pig's eight radiophage is rushing, and there is also a shadow of a hint of black pig demon fumes after the body, and it is like a mountain impact.

He pressed the back of Sun Wukong with his hands, and his mana was not retained.

Followed, the silent sand has also rushed up, and the same manner, the hands of the pig's eightfits, and the man is still not reserved.

Under the three people, the brothers and brothers join hands, as if the three peerless beasts, the power is strong, and the power is stabilized.

"Roar……"

Sun Wukou sent a wild beast-like whisk, in his hand, the bold fire burned on the branches, and finally took the war ax, and a heavy hit.

In the eyes, the color of the eye was flashing, and the war in hand suddenly turned back, and smashed his shoulders, issued a bone cracking, and the person could not help but independently.

Bang

The whole mountain river community is dramatic, the sky is in the air, and the three people of Sun Wukong are drowned. Only the continuous roar of continuous roar, the strong impact fluctuations in the layer, will be completely affected by the sky Vibrate, I am afraid that I am afraid to show my eyes, and I still can't see the situation inside.

Dramatic oscillating and knocking have been launched for dozens, and finally stopped.

Soon, Sun Wukong three people flew out from the smoke dust, fell on the earth, strenuous, but their line of sight was dead and stared at the smoke, and the gods were universal.

"Haha ... cough ..."

A laughter of a cough is coming out of the smoke, and a person is slow, and it is spread all over the scar. The left hand arm is already turned to turn, it looks like a wolf.

But there is no pain on his face, and the eyes are filled with excitement.

"Well, good, you are very good ... I finally made me a little back to the battle of the deer. I want is your anger, your hatred, and your war. Everything is in this world, The idea of ​​rising, demanding killing is my strength source. "Yu You said that he said.

Shen Lu listened to this words and could not help but change.

What is the name of the God of War is therefore, the root of its recovery power is chaos, is a war, is killing?

"The more you fight, the more powerful, the more powerful, until you can't overcome." The smile is still echoing, and his injury is recovered at the speed visible with the naked eye.

"As long as the hatred disputes in the world, I am not dead."

The last sentence of Yusu, suddenly smashed in the bowel heart.

The wilderness is four silence, no words.

At this time, a slight sound sounded, it was not big, but he reached around.

It's tight, and I will pick up, like a lot of things, echoating around.

"Golden Scorpion ..." accident.

"Master?" Sun Wukong also was very surprised and he was looking around.

"All the phases are virtual. If you see the unhappy, you will see it." A Buddhist said.

Wan Xiang Xiang, a thin-paced transparent crystal light flashed in the , reflecting the layer, and cutting this space.

There was a blood marks in Yusu, and the blood "" is falling, but it has not fallen into the land, but in dyed a piece of transparent dragonfly into blood color.

Those who have a Buddhist scriptures on the wings, and they have jittered, and they came to the hot feelings.

The blood is in the rays, and it is burned, and it is burned, and the blood is turned into a golden flame. It turns into the heavens and the heavens, and the benefits are all in all directions.