Chapter 492: Can't turn over the palm

Dongsheng Shenzhou boundary.

In a rolling mountain forest.

Sun Wukong and Rulai set up a banner three thousand miles away, and the two of them took running three thousand miles as a gambling game, if the former wins, the latter retreats, and vice versa, the former is at the disposal of the latter.

As for the signal to start, Sun Wukong proposed to throw a stone into the sky, and the stone fell to the ground as a signal to run.

As Sun Wukong threw a fist-sized stone into the air a hundred zhang high, the stone reached its highest point, stood still for a moment, and then began to land, with a breeze urging it, and the fall shifted slightly.

I saw that Rulai's body was six feet high, standing there at will, and Sun Wukong on the side also appeared back to his real body, about three or four feet tall.

"The Great Luo Realm is terrifying."

Zhan Wuzha was thinking about how to solve the current predicament, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was also observing the competition between Sun Wukong and Rulai, pondering what position the conversation between the two had before.

"Nine turns of Xuangong cultivation to five turns of perfection, equivalent to the Taiyi Realm Heavenly Immortals, or cultivated into the Heavenly Immortals of the Three Flowers."

Zhan Wuzha's own Jindan Dao cultivated to the Taiyi Realm, and also cultivated to the Five Qi, which is already equivalent to the level of the Sixth Rotation Consummation, but the Nine Turns Xuangong needs to be cultivated to the Seventh Transformation Consummation to be equivalent to the Daluo Realm.

He roughly saw that the cultivation in front of him was very likely to be equivalent to the strength of the nine-turn Xuangong cultivation into the eighth-turn.

And the more the Nine Turns Xuan Gong goes to the next few turns, the more mana it needs to consume.

Zhan Wuzha roughly calculated, if it is calculated according to the purple-veined peach, which is ripe once in nine thousand years, it is estimated that it will take thousands of years to eat sleepless to accumulate enough mana to cultivate to the eighth turn.

"How can there be so many purple-veined peaches."

Zhan Wuzha was worried in his heart, and for a long time, he estimated that he was in the stage of accumulating mana, but there was still a Rulai in front of him, and he had reached an ulterior deal with Sun Wukong.

Not much.

The fist-sized stone fell to the ground.

I saw that the Monkey King, who was three or four feet tall and in the state of his real body, was like an arrow off the string, his legs grabbed the ground and ran away at a speed of 3,000 miles away, starting 100 zhang, and the speed soared rapidly.

As for the six-tall Rulai, he strode forward, and it looked like he was only half a zhang in one step, but after taking a step, the heavy afterimages behind him gradually dissipated, but he stepped three miles away in one step, and the speed was even faster.

"Sun Wukong started more than twice the speed of sound, but if he started with more than four times the speed of sound, Wukong is lost."

Zhan Wuzha watched from the sidelines, shaking his head helplessly, although he had expected it, but if he changed to himself, it was only three thousand miles, and he relied on the nine turns of Xuangong to achieve five turns of perfection, and it was easy to break ten times the speed of sound at the start, and it would not be a problem to break the speed of sound a hundred times.

"In the original Monkey King, he flew in the palm of Rulai's palm, but now because of his own intervention, it has become different."

Zhan Wuzha pondered, his eyes swept around, and a trace of bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, carefully looked around, his pupil technique permeated the surroundings, and even opened a small Chaos Void entrance to verify his position.

"Fortunately, I am not in the palm of my hand."

Zhan Wuzha breathed a sigh of relief, his body levitated in the air, and flew towards the flagpole three thousand miles away, planning to wait for the opportunity to move when the time came.

He also couldn't stop complaining in his heart, others crossed over to the Journey to the West, and they could casually cross the steps to fight, holding a magic weapon to block and kill the Buddha, and the Buddha to block and kill the gods.

Now he himself has cultivated to the Taiyi Realm, but he can't even catch a blow from the Daluo Realm.

He naturally knew that if the Taiyi Realm was promoted to the Daluo Realm, there would be a thousand-fold difference in the amount of mana required, and the strength was really very different.

If the realm of the ordinary Taiyi realm is regarded as a kettle made of ice, the cultivation of mana is water, and the amount of cultivation mana depends on the level of the realm, that is, how much water can be held depends on the capacity of the kettle.

Zhan Wuzha has not yet comprehended the Daluo Dao Fruit, the Jindan Dao has not made much progress, and the Nine Turns Xuangong lacks mana, even if he eats all the Immortal Gourd Divine Fruits or Immortal Brew in the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda, he will not be able to reach the Seven Turns.

And he didn't think that Rulai would honestly wait for himself to be promoted slowly.

Meanwhile.

I saw that Sun Wukong's running speed was almost extreme, reaching forty-nine times the speed of sound, and even exerted his luck skills to the extreme, constantly borrowing strength in the mountains and forests, destroying the mountains and forests while adding to the blockage.

Rulai's running speed has also reached the extreme, seemingly unhurried, but the speed has soared to fifty times the speed of sound, two percent faster than Sun Wukong, and he can definitely reach the flagpole three thousand miles away first.

"I'm supposed to be here for this kind of running gambling game."

Zhan Wuzha sighed secretly, but he also knew that even if he mentioned this kind of gambling game, it would not be possible, and even if he collected his strength, it was estimated that he could run it in less than a minute after touching three thousand miles, but the movement would be very large.

He naturally saw that Sun Wukong and Rulai controlled their power, and they ran at a supersonic speed of about fifty times that of a big sword, but the damage to the surroundings was extremely low, and they could even continue to borrow strength from the wind while running.

"There's really no way, so I can only use that trick."

Zhan Wuzha had a little confidence in his heart, but he remembered a previous accident, and he didn't use it against the enemy in actual combat since then.

The other side.

But seeing that Sun Wukong, who was three or four feet tall and in a real state of being, was originally running with his legs, his hands suddenly poured out, and he turned into a four-legged run, and his speed soared again, directly breaking through to seventy times the speed of sound.

However, Rulai is still running at fifty times the speed of sound, unhurriedly behind, and the gap with Sun Wukong is getting farther and farther away.

Just a few breaths in time.

Sun Wukong arrived at the end of the three thousand miles, jumped on the flagpole and stood, and said with a smile: "If you come to Lao'er, I won, you lose, retreat quickly, I have a lot of adults, and I am not to blame for the past." ”

A few breaths passed.

Rulai came to the flagpole, looked at Sun Wukong, who was standing on the flagpole and looked at him, and sighed: "No, you have never left my palm!" ”

When Sun Wukong heard this, he suddenly felt terrifying, his excited smile stiffened, he looked left and right, but he couldn't see anything, and shouted: "What are you talking about?" ”

Suddenly.

Sun Wukong saw everything in front of him change, the eight directions of heaven and earth and all the mountains and forests turned into nothingness, the Rulai in front of him became farther and farther away in the field of vision, more and more majestic and huge, and the flagpole under his feet seemed to stand on a golden land.

Rulai turned into a body of thousands of miles, the palm of his hand was two thousand miles wide, and the head of more than a thousand miles in size approached the palm of his hand, and said softly: "Are you willing to lose?" ”

That's when it happened.

Sun Wukong realized that he had been in the palm of Rulai's palm, looking at the eyes that seemed to be close to the real distance, listening to the voice coming from the front of the oblique down, and shouted: "You are cheating!" ”

Rulai stared at Sun Wukong and said: "Before the gambling game, you were already in the palm of my hand, and I also said that I have eight bodies, and the one who competes with you is the Dharma body." ”