Chapter 122: Dark Jade Ink Sword

The strength of the other party is almost the same as that of Sun Wukong, but he can use his special body to integrate his body into the surrounding white illusion to achieve surprise.

And the opponent's repeated attacks have caused Sun Wukong to be deeply damaged, but fortunately, the aura control in Sun Wukong's body is quite unique, otherwise, it is estimated that he would have been unconscious by now.

The violent aura collision continued one after another, and dodging was no longer the best solution, and it seemed that only with the help of strong blows could we completely break free from this bondage.

The aura condensed from the palm of his hand was continuing to burst out with strange power, but it still did not cause the slightest damage to this so-called demon, after all, a brainless attack was meaningless.

And in the process of Sun Wukong's unrestrained squandering of his own aura, the demon suddenly felt a special aura of déjà vu from the other party's body.

"How can this stinky boy have the breath of a demon on his body? Could it be that he had contact with the Demon Venerable? Impossible, how could this stinky boy be bland and unremarkable to come into contact with the noble Demon Venerable. ”

The doubts in his heart prompted the demon to gradually stop his attack frequency, and Sun Wukong was finally able to take advantage of this gap to adjust his aura to a certain extent.

As for the words that happened in the depths of the demon's heart before, Sun Wukong was naturally unaware, but he was only reluctant to realize that some special changes could happen, and even endanger his life.

"Stinky boy, have you ever had any contact with the noble Demon Venerable?" The demon finally couldn't bear the doubts in his heart, so much so that he directly confided the word Demon Venerable without any worries.

And this so-called Demon Venerable Sun Wukong naturally did not understand, after all, everything that happened before gradually faded out of Sun Wukong's endless mind under the prohibition of Demon Venerable's special spells.

"Demon Venerable? I have never been in contact with it at all, but I am the supreme of the demon world, how can I have contact with such a mediocre junior? Sun Wukong's words have perfectly vented his emotions.

"You kid doesn't have that blessing, don't talk nonsense, just die obediently." The sarcasm of the demon is constantly circulating in Sun Wukong's mind, and stimulating the other party.

And his words made Sun Wukong suddenly think of the special magic weapon he had obtained on the second layer before, and the peep at everything depicted on the surface of the magic weapon was a sign of this moment?

Instinctively, the probe took off the jade pendant hanging from his waist, and then Sun Wukong took advantage of the situation to put it in front of his eyes, and in an instant, the demon hidden in the illusion was nowhere to hide.

Although the movement trajectory of the demon is special, as long as you can peep at his figure, it is not difficult to capture the whereabouts of the other party with Sun Wukong's vision: "Hey, the demon looks where you are fleeing!" ”

When Sun Wukong's words fell, a violent aura amplitude burst out from Sun Wukong's palm, and shot directly towards the end of the demon movement predicted by Sun Wukong.

When the two came into contact with each other, a scream of pain from the Nightmare appeared, and the pride and madness that had been condensed on the Nightmare Demon's cheeks for a long time had long since disappeared from the attack.

"You, how can you see me, you stinky boy!" The other party's words were full of differences, and his eyes were flowing extremely quickly on Sun Wukong's body, but when he saw the jade pendant, his face became nervous.

"Oracle! How can you have such a thing, you boy! "The so-called oracle is a magic weapon that has been handed down from the heavenly realm to the present day, although it only has its form, but it can use its special power to peek into all things in the world.

And because the spiritual power of the oracle is limited by special spells, the strongest spells can only be cast in the Nine Extremes God and Demon Tower, and once it breaks free from the scope of the God and Demon Tower, it will immediately turn into a mundane thing.

Therefore, every monk who enters the Nine Extremes God and Demon Tower knows very well the value of these things, and therefore, there is no so-called greed: "With this oracle, it is easy to defeat you." ”

One of the two people with similar strength has already lost his winning technique, so the next result is naturally very clear, only to see Sun Wukong soaring from the ground.

Then without hesitation, he completely bombarded the other party's body with the aura condensed in his palm, and then a strange sense of cracking emerged on the surface of the demon's body: "Water, can transpire all things." ”

The previous irritability has caused the calm water in Sun Wukong's heart to transform into a boiling thing, and when it emerges in the body of the demon, it will inevitably cause the other party to be deeply damaged: "You, you kid, are so hateful. ”

At the end of the so-called strong crossbow, naturally there will be no more destructive power that can attract people's attention, kneeling on one knee, the demon glared at Sun Wukong in front of him angrily, as if he wanted to use this to deter the other party.

But in the next few seconds, the breath of death completely enveloped the demon's body, and although it fell to the ground in a slightly embarrassed posture, no one would notice: "It's not difficult to kill you." ”

"It's just that I didn't have a deep understanding of the application of magic weapons before, otherwise, how could I make you so arrogant?" Sun Wukong's words stopped here, but his eyes gradually condensed between his palms.

But it can be clearly seen that the oracle jade pendant that was held tightly in his palm before was now gradually turned into nothingness under the traction of a special aura, and finally disappeared into the void.

Then, a line of pale golden text sprouted in the white void not far away: the Dark Jade Ink Sword, with its strong fiery power, was the handy blade equipped by the Nightmare Demon, and its strength was comparable to that of a god.

Seeing this, a special emotion suddenly appeared in Sun Wukong's heart, and then the figure of the pale red fiery sword suddenly appeared: "The magic weapon before should be the dark jade ink sword." ”

"If I bring this sword into the third-layer God and Demon Tower, I will definitely be snatched away by the Demon without defense, and then, the other party can quickly kill me with the combination of a special escape technique and a magic sword."

"The so-called tiger wings should be expressing this meaning, and it is really scary to think about it now." Sun Wukong's words stopped here, but his palms were raised involuntarily, and the sweat on his forehead was gently gone.

After about a few minutes, three special magic weapons appeared on the ground not far away, and only one of these three magic weapons could help the next level of challenge.

"Let's wait until I enter the next layer to choose a magic weapon, for now, I have to fill my own aura loss first, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable." Sun Wukong now whispered to himself, he knew very well how terrible the fate of lack of spiritual energy was.