The howling wind derived from the depths of the woods carried a chill through the endless hunting mountains, shaking the scattered branches and leaves, and raising the yellow sand on the surface.

The wind was strong and the dust was flying, blowing away the few brown and yellow autumn leaves left on the branches, completely exposing the Monkey King hiding in it to the eyes of the two Luan Wu in the distance.

The black and white Luan's eyes widened, and the slightest fierce intent was released through his gaze, as if he wanted to completely extinguish the opponent's already weak will to fight at the early stage.

The sudden rise of the wings was a catharsis of anger, and then the blue streamers intertwined with the power of thunder and lightning sprouted from the roots of the wings and spread rapidly.

In a flash of light, the huge body of the black and white Luanwu was as dazzling as the falling stars in the sky, but what was hidden in the beak of the bird was endless danger.

Knowing that the crisis is constantly approaching him, Sun Wukong naturally will not be stunned in place, his legs suddenly exert force, and he uses the advantage of his body to run towards the deep valley in the distance.

Soaring with wings, two strange streamers emerged from the top of the firmament, like a paintbrush drawing two tricky arcs in the blue void, and the sinister meaning was highlighted one after another.

Sun Wukong, who was at the end of the arc, could no longer sit still, but when he was running, the white blood palace had already condensed rapidly in his palm.

The power of the stars in the Blood Palace was now following the traction of the veins and began to release it rapidly, and its amplitude was so strong that the surrounding void was slightly distorted.

Luan Wu's ferocious beak can tear the flesh of the target apart in an instant, and the thunder and lightning intertwined within it will follow one after another.

The furious lightning used the blood from the wound as a medium to deliver it to the target's body, causing the vulnerable blood veins of the attacker to completely collapse in an instant.

In order to avoid such a danger coming, Sun Wukong also specially followed the staggered steps of left and right horizontal forks in the process of running, so as to barely confuse the opponent's attack vision.

The strength of the aura is naturally the key to the victory of a battle, and the good use of terrain and strategy can completely reverse the outcome of the entire battle in most cases.

As the saying goes, the time and place are favorable, even if Luan Wu Feiyue has a vast attack field above the sky, but in the dense trees, this vision will be completely blinded.

Hidden behind a sturdy tree trunk, Sun Wukong hurriedly absorbed the nutrients in the air, and the consumption brought by running at high speed was not much different from a fierce battle.

Previously, when he was observing, Sun Wukong noticed that Luan Wu's strength had already entered the ranks of the Middle Star Soul, coupled with its numerical advantage, it would be ridiculous to want to confront him head-on.

Therefore, Sun Wukong must find a way to separate the two Luan Wu, and then defeat them one by one, which is the only feasible way at the moment, of course, he can also choose to escape from this area directly.

But these two Luan Wu are the key to recovering the immortal thunder, and he must not waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so no matter how dangerous the current situation is, he must try it.

Through the fluctuations of aura, the black and white Luan Wu, who had already detected where Sun Wukong was hiding, was now taking advantage of his wings to quickly condense the thunder and lightning in his body, and then visualize it on his wings.

Thunder and lightning intertwined, turned into a thunderbolt, and followed by two piercing Luan Wu Chang Ming, he burst out of his wings and bombarded straight towards Sun Wukong's hiding place, so powerful that it seemed to be able to kill everything.

Sun Wukong, who had already sensed the danger of approaching, had escaped the shelter of the trees and moved towards a clearing in the distance in a tumbling manner, thinking that he could use this to draw room for attack, but unexpectedly he underestimated Luan Wu.

The two Luan Wu cooperated with each other, not only attacking with a high frequency, but also completely blocking any attack angle of Sun Wukong at this moment, and causing him to fall into a dilemma.

"I didn't expect these two big birds to know a lot, since they can't outwit them, then they can only attack." At this point, Sun Wukong's toes touched the ground, and the violent momentum pushed him into the void.

Flying is an almost illusory desire, and it seems that only the truly strong can enjoy the beauty of soaring into the sky, while those who are inferior in strength can only look up to it.

And now the black and white Luan Wu is like a strong man, covering his downward gaze completely on Sun Wukong's body, and he doesn't seem to care about any strength shown by this human monk.

As the distance between them continued to approach, the aura fluctuations above Sun Wukong's right hand had been amplified to the limit, as if he wanted to use this bombardment to completely separate the winner and loser.

Luan Wu raised their heads to each other, and with a long roar, they actually absorbed a large amount of thunder power from the white halo in the void in an instant, and poured it completely into their own bodies.

And at this moment, Sun Wukong's attacks have come one after another, and they bombarded Luan Wu's body without scruples, and in an instant, the collision point of the two forces shone with a dazzling white light.

This white mang was like a giant blade of light, which already had a huge body when it was born, and then unscrupulously swept towards the surrounding environment, wanting to cut everything off.

The two parties, who were the collision makers, moved some distance from each other under the rush of Qi Yun, as if this action was a kind of respect for the "supremacy" status of the white mang.

Looking at the black and white Luan Wu in the distance, although the body was impacted, it was not damaged much, only one or two long feathers were broken, but Sun Wukong, who had a physical body, was very injured in this collision.

The power of the violent thunder and lightning is still entwined around his body at this moment, like a fierce long snake wanting to completely devour Sun Wukong's body.

Under the stimulation of thunder and lightning, the soreness, numbness, swelling and pain of the limbs also followed: "The black and white Luan Wuguo is not ordinary, and it can still be in such a state after my surging palm." ”

At this point, a tearing pain suddenly appeared on Sun Wukong's body and spread rapidly, which seemed to indicate a terrible change.

At this moment, Sun Wukong's eyes were slightly closed, and he used the power of meditation to observe the polar snow crystals condensed in his body, but he saw that the snow crystals were still intact and quietly rotating in the dantian.

From this, it can be seen that although the previous impact was strong, it was not fatal, otherwise, the polar snow crystals of the protective body would not have been in such a posture.

And just when Sun Wukong was rejoicing, a strange change made Sun Wukong's cheeks full of shock.

I saw that the heirloom golden needle of the Sun family that had been hanging on Sun Wukong's neck for a long time was shining with a strange brilliance at this moment, which was very eye-catching.

Subsequently, the power of thunder and lightning intertwined in Sun Wukong's body gradually faded with the flickering of the golden needle, and was finally completely absorbed and swallowed by this inconspicuous golden needle.

ps: Goku's stick is coming~~