Sun Wukong turned the tail of the gun at the same time to sweep the momentum of thousands of armies to shake the black fog millions of nearly destructive power, the tip of the gun on the stick shadow swallowed, a big star under the stick shattered, the sky covered the sky in the hands of the big hand like brilliant fireworks, sparks splashed in all directions, only a moment to disintegrate into ashes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The shadow of the stick on the tail of the gun is monstrous, a stick gives birth to a realm, thousands of worlds merge, collide with the power of destruction of millions of catties of black fog, and the power of destruction gradually weakens and disintegrates.

One stick, one star, one stick, one world.

Sun Wukong laughed, and a broken shout "open" sounded in his mouth, and the stars shattered between the big fingers that covered the sky, and a finger bone snapped again, and it smashed into a place in the forbidden place of the grotto like a meteor across the sky.

The black fog was trapped in the transformation of the realm of life and the extinction of the realm, exhausted and desperate, and finally the realm was extinguished, and thousands of stick shadows in the realm smashed into the body, and the black fog fell into the ground in a dim flicker.

"Hahaha, life should be like this in the world, when you fight, you fight, happy, happy, mouse, do you want to come too, come to fight!"

Sun Wukong's body shook, his pride soared into the sky, and he shouted like thunder, and the rats with the number of thieves' eyebrows trembled all over their bodies, and disappeared into the ground, without a trace.

There was a click, and the real dragon spear in Sun Wukong's hand was broken into two, and Sun Wukong muttered to himself: "A fake is always a fake, and no matter how similar it is, it's not real!" Well, the Trapped Immortal Fu, the Nine Lives and Nine Soul Locking Guns? There is still such a vicious thing, broken for my grandson! ”

Sun Wukong's big hand directly stretched out into the world of the real dragon spear, the crystal palace shook, and the banging sound sounded eight times in succession, the four walls of the crystal palace collapsed, and the runes on the wall disintegrated directly in the seven sounds, and the chains that bound the red clothes were directly crushed by Sun Wukong's big hand.

The world collapsed in the real dragon spear and was broken in two. The soul locking spear, known as the Nine Lives and Nine Deaths, cracked, and finally turned into ashes, scattered around, and the red clothes appeared at Sun Wukong's feet.

"After being an old man, live well, your father is still alive! Boy, remember my grandson's words, only the bald donkey and the bull's nose are the most untrustworthy in the world, if you can kill them, you will kill them, and if you can't kill them, you will hide them, go ahead! ”

Sun Wukong said in a thunderous voice, and after speaking, a golden light melted into Yaoli's body, and the thirty-three layers of Tiangang Cloud and Earth Demon Cloud turned into a pair of black wings, carrying Yaoli and red clothes away.

"Life should be like this, when you fight, you fight, who else is not convinced, come to fight! Hahaha"

Sun Wukong's voice is like thunder rolling in the sky, standing between heaven and earth, shouting to the sky, domineering to the sky, laughing and passing away with the wind, and a generation of supreme ends.

Yaoli stood on top of the black wings and looked back, witnessing the fall of a generation of supremes, domineering, free and easy, mixed with a touch of sadness and loneliness, life should be like this, when the war is the battle, if you don't accept it, come to war!

The medicine is straight from the sword-like waist, and the pride is suddenly born, which is a transmission and a kind of inheritance.

The black wings directly crossed Lingnan City, continued to fly downward, and when they approached the Great Wasteland Boundary, they fell straight down and turned into two palm-sized black wings, which were collected into the bone ring by Yao Li.

During the period from Lingnan City to the Great Wilderness, the red clothes did not say a word, but just fiddled with a broken chain Yaoli and stood quietly, feeling the ups and downs in his body.

In the Taiji diagram of its ancestral roots, the golden page lay quietly next to the two-leaf tree, and the torso of the two-leaf tree shook and instantly drew a large amount of pure force from the rooted spars, and the torso was suddenly pulled out by an inch, and a small protrusion was generated on its torso, and the third leaf was about to be born, the small tree was finally stable, and the taiji diagram was finally stable.

The sword technique chapter and the rune chapter of the Tianhe inheritance were greatly stimulated, and they were not mutually exclusive, and the sword rain and runes gradually merged.

The two scrolls actually merged into one, turning into one scroll floating in the original corner, the whole body of the Tu Tian blunt sword burst with brilliance, the black sheath body and the sword body were separated, and they merged again in an instant, and a brand-new one-foot-six-inch long sword appeared, standing upright next to the ancient scroll.

The golden page is still the golden page, as if asleep, there is no change, but Yaoli understands that it is a treasure, even in the fairy world, it is a hot baby.

Yaoli didn't look back, led the red clothes, hugged the sleeping wolf, and walked into the great wilderness, just like walking into the era of the flood and famine.

Yaoli took out a picture, the strokes were extremely concise, and the mountains and rivers were painted in a few strokes, and the painting skills were self-evident, not comparable to the painting skills of a five-year-old child in Yaoli's hometown.

After looking up at the dazzling sun and determining the direction, Yaoli put away the picture and walked forward with the little wolf in his arms.

The crimson clothes were still silent, as if they were still adjusting to life without the Crystal Palace and without chains, their hair covering their faces, and they followed closely behind Yao Li like a terrible ghost with a cloak.

In a mountain forest, Yaoli stopped in the shade, because the sun was too hot, and the blood of the person who shone was boiling, and there was a faint feeling of a volcanic eruption.

Grumpy, crazy emotions breed in the bottom of my heart, as if I don't have a big fight, my body will riot, betraying myself.

A chirp swept across the topless dome of the Great Wilderness, and a huge shadow passed by, and Yao Li looked up, only to see an iron-backed goshawk the size of a mountain, spreading its wings and gliding through the sky overhead.

Then the earth shook, and the trees and flowers swayed, making people stand unsteadily like an earthquake.

Yao Li was shocked, and saw that in the sky not far ahead, a flying centipede with a length of dozens of feet and countless hands and feet stood upright like a human, its body was coiled like a snake, and thousands of hands and feet were like sharp blades full of jagged teeth, guarding the periphery of the body, cautiously confronting the iron-backed goshawk, the natural enemy.

The iron-backed goshawk let out a chirp, the sound shook for nine days, the iron-backed goshawk's head was high, the eagle's hook beak flickered coldly, a pair of iron claws became a hook, and a pair of wings were like thousands of sharp blades circling and flying from bottom to top, with the collapse of the mountain, launched an attack, the wind was fierce, and the demonic spirit was soaring to the sky.

The body of the flying centipede dozens of feet long is like a sliding chain, constantly rotating, its head hidden deep between its chest and abdomen, and a pair of red horns exposed.

The black eyes like a cow's hair stared at the iron-backed goshawk, seeing the iron-backed goshawk attacking, the flying centipede was full of jagged thousands of hands and feet, the huge mouth hidden deep in the chest and abdomen was slightly opened, and a black poisonous gas spewed out, and then the momentum rose wildly, and the compass turned into a compass, and it was actually on a par with the iron-backed goshawk, and it did not fall behind.

In the sky, the demonic spirit is soaring, covering the sky and the sun, the wind on the ground is rising, the sand is flying and the stones are flying, the trees are destroyed and the grass is broken, and there is a dead silence.

Above the sky, the iron-backed goshawk suddenly rushed high into the sky, one spinning, a pair of iron wings slightly retracted, with the momentum of the head and feet like a swoop, the demonic power gushed, the void shattered and collapsed.

The flying centipede hovering into a compass, seeing that things were not good, wanted to run away when its body rolled for dozens of zhang, but the swooping iron-backed goshawk actually accelerated again, and instantly passed through the thousands of hands and feet of the flying centipede, one iron claw was entangled by poisonous gas, and the other iron claw was inserted into the head of the flying centipede.