There are two large holes in the glacier, falling with ice and snow, like the white sky being torn out of the abyss by thunder, staring at the people staring at the abyss.

The deep water under the glacier was originally inky blue, and a burst of bubbles bubbled out, and blood gushed out like a fountain, scarlet deep water.

Sun Wukong hovered under the sky, and the whole person was reborn, like Nirvana being reborn.

His eyes glowed with golden light, and there were cracks around his eyes, flowing with golden magma.

His wound was a blur of flesh, large chunks of flesh were gone, and amazingly, the wound was as red as lava, dripping with magma while growing wildly.

In a moment, his wounds were completely healed, and his whole body was as red as a flame.

Even the armor on his body was red like magma, and it was dripping with magma, which peeled off his body and spun in a circle beside him. The armor seemed to have spirituality, and it attached to his body in an orderly manner, fading away from the heat, and carving the golden armor holy clothes.

When the flaming red retreated, it was still unruly and unruly.

Sun Wukong is full of power, holding a golden hoop stick, and his eyes are bright.

He wiped the tip of his nose slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a flaming dragon unbelievably ignited behind him, transforming into a bright red long cloak in the blink of an eye.

"Fighting Heaven God Luo Kai"

Sun Wukong shouted, his eyes were full of golden light, scanning the glacier, and he had an unobstructed view under the glacier.

I saw that under the glacier, a pool of deep water was as vast as a river, and those glaciers floated on the deep water, like endless icebergs, and the mountains were stacked and hung upside down on the deep abyss.

The troll was also exposed under the eyes of the Monkey King, and was enjoying what it thought was a delicacy.

Half of its body is hidden in a bronze-green hard snail shell, its head is strange, like a squid and a crab, it has a pair of antennae and a pair of giant pincers, its fangs are still shining with cold light, there are ten tentacles, and there are thousands of feet under its abdomen, it is simply an out-and-out terrifying monster.

This giant monster has a name, called the giant turtle monster, the size is huge, just a few dozen meters of tentacles, and the protruding pointed shell on the snail shell is longer than a human arm.

"The cold almost saved my life, but fortunately this fire carp hot spring revived my vitality. Sun Wukong was calm and calm, knowing it in his chest, and his blood was boiling and he roared, "Splash monsters, you don't have to hide, I saw it!"

The giant turtle seemed to be able to understand human language, thinking that Sun Wukong was bluffing, he ignored it, and still hibernated.

"Splash the monster, eat my grandson!"

Sun Wukong smiled slightly and shouted vigorously.

Sun Wukong picked up the golden hoop stick and slashed it in the air, and the golden hoop stick quickly turned into a giant stick.

This stick is like a thousand pounds, like an explosion, the glacier trembled, and it burst into pieces, and was directly penetrated, and the stick went into the deep water to stir up a thousand waves. The giant monster was caught off guard by a heavy blow and fell into deep water, and the cracks on the snail shell were of different sizes.

The giant monster was full of rage, and with a thunderbolt, a wave of white air erupted from its mouth, and it suddenly broke through the glacier. It's like an earthquake, the glacier cracks, collapses, and for a while, the ice breaks sideways, stirring up ice and snow like an avalanche.

As soon as the giant monster landed on the glacier, the glacier trembled violently, and the glacier actually shattered.

Sun Wukong smiled like a spring breeze, and the golden hoop stick was the size of a long stick.

The giant monster roared wildly, and the two tentacles were surging for their lives, as fast as a python.

All of a sudden, Sun Wukong and the giant monster were entangled. Sun Wukong's stick is whistling, the tiger is vigorous, and the stick method is very exquisite. The green tentacles of the giant turtle monster do not fall into the wind, and the rough skin and flesh seem to be painless, but it is a combination of rigidity and softness, weird and changeable.

The battle between the two is inseparable, and the explosions of the glaciers around them rise one after another, just like a fierce battle on the snowfields of northern Xinjiang, which makes the flames of war fly and muddy the snow-white world.

Sun Wukong had a clever move, and he thought about it, and turned one end of the golden hoop rod into a sharp blade.

With a single swing, he cut off the two tentacles, and the tragic limbs of the tentacles fell into the water, causing the fire carp to bite wildly.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong laughed, gently wiped the tip of his nose, and was full of spirit.

At this moment, the giant monster roared, and the severed tentacles actually grew back, and there were more vicious python heads. They frantically pounced on Sun Wukong, and other tentacles also swarmed up.

Sun Wukong stretched out his arms, retreated a hundred meters away, showed seventy-two changes, and turned into ten Sun Wukong, and one end of the golden hoop stick in his hand turned into a sharp blade.

The ten Monkey Kings did not go up in one go, but separately to contain the attack of the tentacles, they were as fast as the wind, like golden meteors haunting the bureau monsters. Each time, the tentacles of the giant monster fluttered into the air, and fell into a frenzy. Ten Monkey Kings took advantage of their unpreparedness and decisively cut off their tentacles and python heads.

Sun Wuqi gasped and withdrew his clone, and those tentacles not only grew back, but also grew more python heads.

Sun Wukong was in danger, and suddenly noticed the cracks on the shell of the giant turtle monster, carefully considered it, and said with a plan: "I'm afraid that you will have a clump in your throat, you tentacle monster with a shell, I don't believe you can grow back anywhere." ”

Sun Wukong transformed again, and conjured eleven more Sun Wukongs, and once again took a detour to contain them, disturbing the giant monster and making it tired of fighting. The tentacles became a wild python, and every time they pounced on the air, the glacier was destroyed a lot, explosions were everywhere, and the glacier collapsed everywhere.

Sun Wukong's real body took advantage of its vacancy, detoured to the side, and decisively closed the clone, and the doppelganger was like a stream of golden hookah gathered on his body in a blink of an eye.

The giant monster came back to its senses in shock, but it was too late. The end of the golden hoop stick became as sharp as a robbery, and Sun Wukong stabbed it towards the crack in the snail shell. The golden rod was long and thick in the blink of an eye, and pierced through the shell of the snail at once.

In an instant, slimy blood gushed out of the huge hole, and the giant monster danced wildly and screamed with its python tentacles.

Sun Wukong took advantage of the trend, clenched his teeth tightly, and used the strength to breastfeed, the golden tendons in front of his forehead burst out, and the golden hookah on his whole body burned like fire.

Sun Wukong roared angrily, slapped a broomstick, and finally swept the giant turtle monster into the deep water cold with great difficulty.

Sun Wukong used too much strength, looked exhausted, slowly flew down on the glacier, and squatted on one knee to grasp the golden hoop stick and panted for breath.

The giant monster fell heavily into the deep water cold, stirring up thousands of piles of snow in the waves, and the waves calmed down a little. The fire carp swarmed in, and they frantically burrowed into the holes in the shells of the snails, and began to eat away at their former patron saints, and the blood completely stained the deep water cold.

There are no absolute hunters and prey in this world, and the one who lives is the hunter.

Sun Wukong looked at everything in front of him, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness and pathos in his heart.

He took down the dead fire carp from the long sword, clenched it tightly, and exclaimed in shock: "How can this fire carp die as soon as it loses heat, this is trouble, how can I take them, without them I can't get out of this sorrowful territory." ”