Treasure selection has always been based on its value to distinguish the strength of its practicality, and at this time the thing that was pinched in the hand by Sun Wukong, although the aura amplitude is strong, but it is only a mutilated thing.

Not to mention what the use of this thing is, just to find the other half of it, I don't know how much time Sun Wukong will consume, for blood refining cultivators, time can be described as extremely precious.

In the words of the herd, if the opportunity does not come, Sun Wukong may not be able to make obvious footprints on the road of blood refining after spending his life, so in order to make himself valuable, he can't slack off.

Therefore, if Sun Wukong wastes his time on searching, he may have to think twice, but if he thinks about it, he can find that this is the only thing useful in this treasure trove.

I tried my best to come to this fourth layer, if I didn't take something away, it was not very suitable for reason, although there were many unsolved mysteries behind this thing, but there was no discomfort on my body.

Therefore, after thinking about the relationship between the front and back, Sun Wukong put this object into the storage bag on his waist, then turned around and left the treasure house, and walked to the side of the funeral lion scorpion.

The death of the Burial Flower Lion Scorpion can be described as an unsolved mystery for Sun Wukong, after all, Sun Wukong was unaware of everything that happened in the God and Demon Tower before, he only knew that he was rescued from danger.

Since the cause is unknown, I believe he has not heard the last words that floated out of his heart when the funeral lion scorpion was killed: "Stinky boy, your potential is unlimited, and you will definitely be able to achieve glory in the future." ”

His eyes gradually stared at the four magic weapons next to the corpse of the burial flower lion scorpion, and then the tangled emotions completely covered Sun Wukong's cheeks: "As the number of layers increases, the number of magic weapons increases. ”

"How do you choose this? Among these four magic weapons, only one can help me, if I choose the wrong one, the consequences will be unimaginable. Sun Wukong whispered to himself in embarrassment.

The heavy armor in front of him is simply meaningless to Sun Wukong, and the absolute defense will only limit Sun Wukong's strength, but it will not turn the tide of the battle in any way, so the armor is removed.

And not far from the armor, there is a wolf demon covered with black fur crawling on the ground, and the bloody fangs are releasing fierce rays one after another, as if they want to gnaw Sun Wukong.

This thing is so ferocious that it will become a disaster to bring with him, Sun Wukong will naturally not choose, and the remaining spear weapons will definitely not become Sun Wukong's choice direction: "It seems that I can only choose you." ”

As Sun Wukong spoke, he bent down slightly and grabbed the black awl on the ground into his hand, and the cold feeling completely covered Sun Wukong's arm in an instant, and it continued to spread upwards at a rapid speed.

"It's cold, it's small and convenient, it's better to carry you than those objects, I hope you can help me in the next battle." The words stopped there, and then Sun Wukong walked away.

Stepping through the gate, what greeted him was a damp area, a foot-deep layer of water made Sun Wukong feel inexplicably depressed, and he could clearly find the sound of water droplets falling on the surface of the water when he listened carefully.

At the end of the short distance, there is a place of fire, and chains as thick as arms dance gracefully against the backdrop of the firelight, and every time it sways, it will release a special power of thunder and lightning.

The lightning was transmitted through the chains to the man trapped at the end of the chains, and the piercing screams seemed to be the perfect expression of the strength of the power of the thunder and lightning: "Imprisoned here? ”

"If I'm not mistaken, from this layer onwards, the trapped god should belong to the heavenly realm, and I have never experienced a battle with a god, I don't know what kind of experience it will be?"

Sun Wukong's words stopped here, but his eyes had already taken in the other party's appearance, this person's skin had been covered with countless wounds, and the sweaty liquid on his forehead was dripping one after another.

Every time it falls into the water, it creates ripples that spread out layer by layer, and the faces reflected in the ripples are scattered in an even rhythm, as if the spiritual power of the great god will never be reunited.

When the ripples spread to the chains, the chains vibrated again, and when they vibrate, lightning was released to burn the god's heart and body, causing him to suffer in an endless cycle.

As if sensing Sun Wukong's arrival, the great god's angry eyes opened suddenly, and then surrendered directly to Sun Wukong's direction, as if to establish a deterrent: "You are the human monk who came to challenge?" ”

"That's right!" The concise answer made the great god not far away feel very satisfied, and now Sun Wukong has also noticed that the aura fluctuation in the body of this great god is constantly increasing with the increase of anger.

"I've been waiting for almost a hundred years, and finally someone came to send me to death, and my hard life is over." As this person spoke, his eyes involuntarily released a little bit of fine light, as if he saw freedom.

"Are you so sure I'm going to lose to you? If that's the case, then you're underestimating us human monks, aren't you? "Although I don't know how strong the other party is, before that, verbal provocation is absolutely indispensable.

The so-called loser does not lose momentum, Sun Wukong does not want to be looked down upon by the other party before the battle, but this person cast contempt for Sun Wukong's words: "The monks in the world have always only worshiped our gods." ”

"I have lived for more than a thousand years, but I have not heard of any human beings who can survive under the hands of immortals, and you humble humans are only worthy of being our worshippers." The other party's words are constantly provoking.

"You gods are high in the heavenly realm, and you have long forgotten the value of human beings to you, and it is also your fate to let you suffer in the human world, and let you know that the human world is not as weak as you think."

Sun Wukong's eyes involuntarily rose with anger when he spoke, the status of human beings should not be so humble, and the three worlds of heaven, earth and man should coexist equally, why should heaven and man be respected, and human beings are so humble?

"The lowly ones will always be quick to speak, and when you die tragically at my hands, you will know that the humility of humanity can never be changed." At this point, the great god instinctively stood up.

Although the great god knelt here with his legs gradually lost his ability to walk, with the help of divine power, it was not difficult to fight: "Humble human, come and fight!" Let you feel what despair is. ”