The insect tide in the Xuanjian Palace was surging, covering the sky and the sun, devouring everything, only a golden light could be faintly seen in the center of the main hall, and the rustling sound of gnawing teeth and teeth, mixed with the hissing insects, looked extremely eerie and terrifying, it was unimaginable that someone could cultivate safely under such a siege.

In the demonic environment, there was a blood-colored and hideous sword weapon, hanging and standing, exuding a fierce aura of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, like a blood-colored wave, enveloping and filling the entire Xuanjian Palace.

The sword weapon is silent, if it doesn't move, it is enough, if it moves, it will slaughter the people, and everything will be depressed!

Dong Fangmiao sat under it, surrounded by insects on all sides, under the pressure of this internal and external distress and violent offensive, although her face was extremely pale and extremely painful, she always held Yuan Shouyi, her eyes were closed, and there was constantly a violent demonic energy surging on her body, like a snake and fire, dancing wantonly.

A series of mysterious magic patterns, spreading and imprinting on his snow-white and delicate body, often faded and disappeared in an instant, and the cycle continued, even with the breath on her body was unpredictable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, as if someone was holding a pencil and an eraser, constantly scribbling and wiping.

It looks weird.

At this time, if someone was beside her, she could vaguely hear it, her slightly trembling red lips, and she kept muttering a sentence repeatedly:

If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall.

Dong Fangmiao is using this to keep a trace of her own clarity, at this time, she is like a lonely boat in the raging waves, in this endless storm and wave, fluctuating, there is a danger of demonization and sinking at any time, and there is a delicate and small pill bottle hanging on her waist, circulating with an amber luster, and there are five small pills in it, round and flawless.

Just when Dong Fangmiao was guarding the spiritual platform and cultivating the Dao method, there was a soft squeak, and the two huge and heavy palace doors in the Xuanjian Palace quietly opened a gap, and the bright moonlight poured out.

Silently, a spirit monkey with thunderous hair, purple crystal, blood-red face and fiery eyes, slipped in, and seemed to be startled when he saw the scene in the main hall, the monkey's tail stiffened, and he swallowed saliva.

However, the strange thing is that the tide of monsters and insects in the palace is still only aimed at Dong Fangmiao, even if there are spiders and centipedes crawling by and discovering this monkey that suddenly broke in, they are all treated as air and turn a blind eye.

Even the Seven Killing Sword Spirit just glanced at him indifferently, and didn't pay attention.

Wukong was glanced at by the Seven Killing Sword Spirit, and the monkey hair that he saw exploded in horror, half-squatting at the door, almost not daring to move, he had an instinctive instinct, if the Sword Spirit wanted to kill him, with just one sword, he would fall on the spot with the monkey's head.

That sword could easily kill him!

Wukong raised his head, and a terrifying brilliance appeared in his golden eyes, such a powerful sword weapon could threaten his life with just one gaze, which showed how terrifying its edge power was.

This is the coercive momentum that the previous few divine weapons treasures do not have, and compared with the Seven Killing Sword, what kind of Tiger Soul Knife, Ice Halberd, and Liuyan War Spear are simply broken copper and iron, not worth mentioning.

It's a pity that it's a sword!

Wukong was in a daze below, smacking his lips with some regret, compared to the sword weapon, which is loved by sword cultivators, he actually prefers powerful and domineering long weapons, such as Fang Tian's painting halberd, spear and club, it's really not good, it's okay to give him a thick knife.

A light and fluttering weapon like a sword, no more than three feet long, really didn't suit his mind, even if this Seven Killing Sword was a hideous broadsword, and its power was huge.

After being stunned for a moment, the sky and the earth in the hall, whether it was the Red Fire Demon Bat, or the Cangyue Cold Spider or the Golden-backed Centipede, they never launched any attacks on him, which made Wukong, who was ready to turn around and run away at any time, had a touch of doubt in his heart, and couldn't help but subconsciously move inside and tentatively moved.

Because he accidentally stepped on a golden-backed centipede, he shrank back like lightning, baring his teeth, showing his fierce face, and his hair was shining and splashing with thunder, but he made a posture of preparing for attack.

However, there are no monsters around, and no one is birding him at all.

Wukong jumped up and down, looking like a big stupid X.

Seeing this, the monkey's already red hairy face was even more suffocated to be able to drip blood, but he was also relieved, knowing that these demon beasts would not do anything to him, he looked around, but he was a little curious about Dong Fangmiao, who was surrounded in the center, he wanted to approach, but he was stared at by the Seven Killing Sword Spirit of the void, and his body was cold.

After a few careful attempts, the monkey knew in his heart that he didn't dare to disturb Dong Fangmiao near the center, but he turned around blankly, but he didn't find anyone in the hall who wanted to see him at all, and he couldn't help but have a sad face in his heart, confused and uneasy.

Just as the monkey was wandering around repeatedly, feeling dazed, his ears suddenly moved slightly, as if he had heard something, and suddenly turned around, and looked at the colorful vortex leading to the unknown void in the depths of the hall.

Wukong grinned, glanced back at Dong Fangmiao's location, and immediately plunged into a somersault, turning into a purple thunder light, and disappeared into the whirlpool.

In the Xuanjian Palace, Dong Fangmiao's eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't know anything about it.

In the depths of chaos, the lonely cliff hung in the air, and a purple thunder light flew out of the whirlpool of chaotic aura, rolled over, and slammed down on the lonely cliff with a loud bang.

Wukong was dizzy, holding his head, swaying from side to side to stand up, looking up at the surrounding environment, he found himself in the chaotic universe, among the endless stars, he couldn't help but gasp, scratching his ears and cheeks, and his face looked both excited and a little frightened.

I don't know where I am or what kind of place I have come to.

The spirit monkey stared in front of him, the lonely cliff was carved horizontally, there was only a lonely and deep cave like a beast's mouth, although he didn't know a single big word, but at a glance, for some reason, he still read the words of the three-star hole.

Wukong was slightly stunned, empty all around, only the cave in front of him existed, he subconsciously prepared to go inside, but as soon as he stepped into the cave, the whole person, no, the whole monkey was shaken out by a powerful force.

If it weren't for the fact that this mountain cliff cave mansion is blessed and the cave is not dusty, at this moment, the monkey is covered with purple and shiny hair, and I am afraid that it will be covered with loess dust.

Even so, he looked rather embarrassed.

Wukong's eyes widened, staring at the cave mansion a little unconvinced, opened his mouth and roared, stepped on his feet, and his body was like a thunderbolt, tearing the void and rushing into the cave.

If you don't achieve your goal, you won't give up!

"Bang!!"

However, what was waiting for him was still an irresistible force, even more terrible than the last rebound, he was almost thrown out and smashed to the ground.

(End of chapter)