On the edge of the Tibetan sword, the divine soldiers moved, converging into a torrent, like a wild dragon roaring, very fierce.

The divine soldiers were like a rain of swords, the aura cover resisted the edge, and the divine soldiers turned around, and the sonorous sound was endless for a while, causing sparks to splash.

On the cloud viewing platform, everyone was shocked, stretched their necks to watch, and couldn't help whispering and talking.

Qingding Zhenren noticed the flash of green light, and when he took a closer look, he found that there was something strange in it, and he couldn't help but feel that something was wrong, and he frowned tightly and secretly said in his heart: "This is strange, someone has done something to change the chaos of the gods!"

"Qing Ming, Qin Feng, do you know that Zixia is also on the Tibetan Sword Blade. Qingding Zhenren stroked his beard, looked at Qing Ming, and asked tentatively.

"Master, of course the apprentice knows, it is the stinky monkey who wants the divine weapon trial, the junior sister has already passed the divine weapon trial, once the divine soldier chaos is triggered, it will only run to the monkey!" Qing Ming shook the fan lightly, smiled coldly, and said coldly.

On the edge of the Tibetan sword, Zixia gritted her teeth and pushed her palms with all her might, and the aura cover exploded, and with a loud bang, it shook away the divine soldiers, and the divine soldiers scattered everywhere.

Zixia was also exhausted, sweating profusely, and sat on the rock weakly, panting constantly.

Who knew that the divine soldiers did not give up, and actually gathered into a giant dragon and roared, and pounced viciously at the monkey.

"Monkey, be careful—" Zixia exclaimed as she stretched out her hand.

The monkey hurriedly used Zixia's immortal technique to repeat it, frowning tightly and clenching his teeth, using all his strength to resist the divine soldier dragon. The dragon roared wildly, and the monkey held on for a long time, struggling more and more.

Outside the Three-Star Palace of the Oblique Moon, the golden hoop stick roared in, and the diameter flew to the Tibetan Sword Blade.

An inky hookah followed, transforming into a beautiful woman, who was Bai Jingjing. She saw that there was a three-star palace in front of her, and she stopped for a while, then transformed into a white dove, and continued to follow the golden hoop stick.

On the edge of the hidden sword, the monkey became more and more weak, sweating profusely, clenching his teeth, and knelt heavily on one knee, the situation became more and more dangerous.

"Monkey—hold on!" Zixia shouted as if encouraging.

Zixia shouted hoarsely, came behind the monkey, put her palms on the monkey's back, and tried her last strength to resist the divine dragon with the monkey.

"Zixia, thank you!" said the monkey, sweating profusely, looking back with a bright smile of gratitude.

Zixia was silent, her face was a little pale, and she smiled knowingly, but her smile was more delicate than a hundred flowers.

At this moment, the golden hoop whizzed from the clouds, like a golden meteor streaked across the sky. The people exclaimed, not knowing what it was, and they looked like they had lost their souls.

"What's that?" Qing Ming couldn't help but ask in shock.

"What, Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, this monkey is really Wukong!" Qingding Zhenren saw it at a glance, overjoyed in his heart, and secretly exclaimed.

The golden hoop stick was ruthless, and the divine soldier dragon fell apart directly, the dragon head was torn apart, and the divine soldiers were scattered everywhere.

The entire rod of the golden hoop rod suddenly turned red as magma, turning into a magma dragon, hovering above the blade of the Tibetan sword, turning into a red dragon hurricane. A handful of divine soldiers had no power to resist, and they were actually sucked into it.

The monkey put away the immortal arts, caught the rerefined golden hoop stick, held it high and laughed and said, "The Ruyi golden hoop stick is worthy of the same heart between you and me." ”

As soon as the monkey's voice fell, a burst of red light shone on the clouds, and the light disappeared in the blink of an eye, and there was no red tornado, only a divine soldier appeared. It is spiritual, ever-changing, and powerful.

In the middle of this divine soldier is a black black iron, carved with auspicious clouds gilt, a blue-bladed sword, and a silver spear, the shape is very unique, it is a shocking artifact after the rerefining of the Ruyi golden hoop stick.

"What is this?" Zixia asked with a happy smile and surprise.

"My exclusive divine soldier, the unparalleled divine soldier!" the monkey laughed like a spring breeze and shouted excitedly, "Master, I have achieved the divine weapon trial!"

"Okay, good!" Qingding Zhenren stroked his long beard with a smile and said with a smile.

"Great!" Zixia said with a raised brow, cheering.

"Hmph—it's so hateful!" Qing Ming said with a disappointed look and a ruined mood, flicking his sleeves and leaving angrily.

The black unicorn was silent, didn't dare to ask more, and kept up with the pace.

And Qin Feng, one of the top ten disciples, is better than Pan An, the city is extremely deep, and he is the third disciple of the Xieyue Three-Star Palace. Seeing that the plan failed, he quickly withdrew and left.

The people on the cloud viewing platform cheered, and everyone was amazed and amazed.

The white dove in the sky stopped for a while, and after thinking about it, it still left for the time being. Without anyone noticing, it flew out of the three-star palace of the oblique moon and disappeared into the sky.

The monkey completed the trial of the divine soldier, and in a blink of an eye, three days had passed.

The ancient city of Zijin is still prosperous, with tall buildings standing one after another, avenues spiraling like flying dragons, and warships without oars and sails spewing purple flames, swimming freely in the air.

The high-rise bronze cold jade carved beams and columns, the blue tile and red pillar carved columns hide the ancient rhyme, the smooth four walls glow blue, the picture of selling in front of the building wall becomes concrete, but the people's clothes are still Tang Yun.

The streets are crowded with people, and they are in full swing, immersed in joy.

In the crowd, there is a monkey and a beautiful woman in the fallen city, and the two are Sun Wukong and Zixia, who are pseudonyms monkey. The two of them bought enough materials, and the fruits were abundant, and they put them in the ring. At this moment, they are looking at the flowers as if they were unhappy.

The two came to a small shop of the candy man, and saw that the candy man was skilled, and the sugar man was lifelike, so they stopped.

"Wow-Monkey King, monkey, do you think this looks like you?" Zixia was full of joy, picked up the candy man, and said with a smile.

"Well—it's quite like!" the monkey took the candy man, and he couldn't put it down, and said with a bright smile, "Boss, how much is this?"

"Five dollars!" the boss said with a smile.

"If you want, call me master, and I'll buy it for you. Zixia smiled slightly, pursed her mouth slightly, and said half-jokingly.

"Master!" said the monkey, with a heart full of joy.

Zixia smiled, turned her head and bought the candy man, happily paid the money, turned around and smiled slightly, stroked the monkey's head, and said with a sweet smile: "Good-"

The monkey looked at the sugar man and smiled knowingly and said, "Master, you wait a minute!"

"Monkey, why are you going?" Zixia asked, puzzled.

The monkey smiled slightly, turned his head and went to buy a candy man again, Zixia took a closer look, it turned out that the monkey was asking the boss to pinch a candy man according to Zixia again. The monkey took the candy man, with a smile on his face, handed the sugar man to Zixia, and said happily: "Master, does it look like you?"

"Like!" Zixia smiled, her smile was as beautiful as Caixia, and happily took the sugar man, stroking the monkey's head while saying, "You're so good!"

"Wangwangwang......" the monkey smiled brightly, and pretended to shout with his mouth open.

"Oh, dead monkey, what are you doing?" Zixia said with a smile on her face, patting the monkey's shoulder with her hand, laughing from ear to ear.

Monkey and Zixia are talking and laughing, leaving the candy man store and continuing to wander the streets.

At this moment, a hookah behind the two slowly landed, transforming into a woman with a flowery face and a moon.

"Stinky monkey, give me back the golden rod!" exclaimed the woman, frowning.

The monkey and Zixia instinctively looked back, Bai Jingjing suddenly hesitated, moistened her eyes slightly inexplicably, and said in astonishment: "It's you!"

"Jingjing!" the monkey wet his eyes, excited and happy in his heart, laughed and exclaimed loudly, "I didn't expect to see you here, it's great to see you!"

"Finally let me see you, you enemy, I have drawn you ten thousand times, asked myself thousands of times, and I can't remember who you are, tell me who you are, or I will kill you. Bai Jingjing stubbornly gritted her teeth and asked as if crying.