A golden light pierced through the Rock Titan and soared into the sky.

"What, that's ......" Jiuxiao, Xiyue, and Ozma all looked at the golden light in unison, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

The Rock Titan Giant raised its head to the sky and wailed, retreating one after another, and the boulders on his body rolled down endlessly, like a mountain collapsing and a mudslide pouring down.

The golden light was magnificent, a brilliant light that shone all over the world, and it pierced through the dark clouds, and a dark cloud disappeared without the slightest trace. In an instant, the sky was like an incomparably bright golden sun rising again, the once dark cloud court was dispelled, and the wind was clear and the clouds were light, and a galaxy appeared.

Under the golden light, a flying body landed on the top of the head of the rock titan giant, the earth-shattering monkey king carried a golden hoop stick on his shoulder, unruly steps, the fiery red cloak was like a flame in the sky, a golden armor suit, full of brilliance, majestic.

He roared angrily, spewed out a mouthful of golden flame, and slammed his fist on the stone titan giant's heavenly spirit cover, and the rock titan giant collapsed, shattering his body and bones, and for a while, the sky and the earth cracked, shaking the earth.

The Monkey King flew by with a roar, and pointed his spearhead at Ozma, like a golden comet, flying across the ground. Ozma hurriedly raised his hand, and in the black hole in his palm, a huge purple-black fireball was launched, like a large purple-black meteorite rubbing against the purple-black flames and flying towards Sun Wukong.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong crossed the purple-black fireball, and the purple-black fireball exploded violently, with a loud bang, shaking the heavens and the earth. Suddenly, like a planetary explosion, the purple-black energy swept through like a hurricane, causing the ghost army to roll on their backs. The purple-black sea of fire engulfed the sky at once, and the rain of fire also flew down in all directions. Sun Wu quickly passed through the fire rain like a blank horse, and his body was unscathed.

Ozma couldn't help but panic, and just remembered his next move, Sun Wukong had already struck his eyes, locked his throat, and pinched him without mercy.

"What!" Ozma exclaimed in panic as she spurted a mouthful of blood.

Sun Wukong roared angrily and struck hard, pressing Ozma to the ground, as if he had buried his head deeply. Before Ozma could struggle, her body was engulfed in golden flames, which suddenly exploded and turned to ashes.

"Sun Wukong, how is this possible?" Jiuxiao and Xiyue said in shock.

"How is my old grandson's fire!" Sun Wukong gently put the golden hoop stick, stood the golden hoop stick upright, and said with high spirits.

"Aren't you imprisoned in a tight hoop, how can you escape?" Jiuxiao said in disbelief.

"After learning the scriptures from the west, it is long gone, the hoop in your hand is just my foolish mind, and now I have an epiphany, and I don't want to use this broken circle against me again. Sun Wukong smiled slightly, like a spring breeze on his face.

"Jiuxiao, we were too careless. Xiyue intuitively sensed that something was wrong, and said worriedly.

"But don't forget, he is now one against three, can he still have three heads and six arms?" Jiuxiao was unwilling, clenched his fists tightly, and said with murderous intent.

"Oh, three people, what about the third person?" Sun Wukong thought for a while, scratched his head and said.

"Stinky boy, you wait and see, wait a minute" Jiuxiao gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.

Jiuxiao said, he and Xiyue gradually had purple and black demonic qi entwined on their bodies, as if they were gradually devouring them, making them look like demons, and at this moment, even the general sword on Jiuxiao's waist also underwent a strange change.

Under the lingering purple-black demonic energy, the matching sword was forged and reborn, and pieces of black rocks floated into the air, and they actually converged into a giant sword as if they were pulled by divine power.

The purple-black demonic qi was entwined, turning into a black armor, like an ancient armor, covering the whole body of the Nine Heavens Lord, like a steelman with copper tendons and iron bones. Jiuxiao's body looks like a metal exoskeleton. The energy hub on his chest is a mechanism device, like an inverted triangle, and there is a red light in the energy hub. The eyes are red and bright, and the two sides are symmetrical, like oblique sharp triangles.

The fantastical armor on the Lord of the Nine Heavens comes from the Imperial God Clan (that is, the Human Race), and the Imperial God Clan calls the Phantom Spirit Armor of the Future Era, which is the spirit armor of the Eight Organ Armors. The spirit armor is made of super metal black gold through black alchemy, which can not help but change, and it is also spiritual, once transformed, it can be very terrifying to improve the level strength of the cultivation realm, such as jumping from the Venerable to the transformation realm.

Jiuxiao smiled, stretched out his hand slightly, and the black sand in his palm was formed, and the black sand and gravel actually turned into a black Guangwu Fangtian Battle Halberd.

The black Light Martial Fang Heavenly Battle Halberd is black iron throughout, and the blade is different, it is actually a blue-white light blade, and the combination of the spear and the single-edged axe, the super-metal mechanism device hides a mysterious change.

At the same time, the purple-black demonic qi on Xiyue's body entwined, and he also conjured a spirit armor. Unlike the Nine Heavens Lord, her spirit armor was silvery-white, the armor on her face had an extra eye, and the outline of her eyes was also sharp and triangular.

Xiyue slowly walked to the side of the Nine Heavens Lord, and slowly raised his head, and the black sand in his hand turned into the Guangwu Glaive Long Knife, the Guangwu Glaive Long Knife was silver and white, and the blade was also a blue-white light blade, and the blade and handle were also super-metallic mechanisms with mysterious changes.

"Oh, isn't this the spirit armor recorded in the book, it doesn't look like a mortal thing, my grandson is the first time to see this spirit armor, it's okay, let my old grandson lead it. Sun Wukong glanced at it slightly, scratched it, and said with a relaxed smile.

"Hmph, stinky monkey, don't be too complacent, don't forget, you're one person against the three of us, look at these guys who came to die, what else can they do?" Jiuxiao clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth.

"Hmm-" Sun Wukong couldn't help but look back, and saw that Qing Ming and the others were unconscious, all of them were miserable, and his heart immediately ignited with jealousy and hatred, his fists clucked, and he suddenly turned around and warned him: "By the way, what did you call me just now, which turn of the stinky monkey should you call it." ”

Sun Wukong said, golden flames appeared in his mouth and nose, and his hand slowly grasped the golden hoop stick and slammed it to the ground. The ground cracked and fell apart, and a spectacle emerged.

A golden flame burst open, like clouds and mist, flying across the ground, and the ground rubble lifted up one after another, like a mountain and a sea.

Jiuxiao and Xiyue hurriedly flew away to dodge, and the golden flames raged a few kilometers away, and then quickly retracted, turning into golden fire clouds around Sun Wukong.

Some of the ghosts were not spared, and were reduced to ashes by the attack of golden flames.

Around Sun Wukong, there are rocks that slowly rise from the ground, molten into golden lava, dripping with golden magma, and also revolving around Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong is like being reborn in Nirvana, his whole body is full of golden lava, golden magma slowly flows in the ravine, and the monkey hair on his head, face and chest is very dense, surrounded by golden flames that seem to be surging, but the ends are dyed bright red.

His eyes were shining with dazzling golden light, his pupils were as red as lava, and the cracks around his sockets were filled with golden magma, the edges of the cracks were carved with gold wires, and the golden flames were still bubbling from his mouth.

The clouds of fire disillusioned into his red cloak, like an unquenchable flame fluttering in the wind, and the suspended lava gradually clinged to him, forming a fiery golden flame armor.

The golden rod in his hand burned with golden fire, and the golden rod turned into red lava, with fiery red lava at both ends, and golden lava in the middle, and even the magma in the crack was fiery red and golden.