As the number of challenge layers continues to increase, the number of magic weapons that emerge is also rising, and the difficulty of choosing a magic weapon is vaguely increased.

The higher the number of layers of the Nine Extremes God and Demon Tower, the stronger the sealed gods and demons, and they are already emaciated against Yang Jian and Sun Wukong, not to mention the opponent of the next layer?

And this is still with the help of the magic weapon, if the magic weapon is chosen wrong, maybe the previous Monkey King will die under Yang Jian's fist full of immortal power.

Therefore, the selection of magic weapons is not only related to the smoothness of the challenge, but also to the safety of Sun Wukong's life, so he must not have any sloppiness here.

There were a total of five magic weapons that appeared on the ground before, and among them, the Zen staff was so heavy that you only had to imagine how terrifying its weight was, let alone hold it in your hand.

Naturally, Sun Wukong will not have any contact with this thing, as the so-called useless thing is a burden to himself, and he doesn't want to let the redundancy become a defect in the next challenge.

The slightly archaic longbow doesn't have much of a support effect on him, and although it strengthens his long-range attack advantage, his body only has an advantage over melee combat.

Therefore, the old longbow was also sent into the ranks of abandonment, and as for the medicine bottles and books, it was even more meaningless to him, and no one would be interested in wordless books and empty medicine bottles.

As for the magic weapon that survived in the end, it was a brush, although Sun Wukong didn't know what the meaning of this thing was, but this was the most suitable treasure he could think of for himself.

He put the brush into the storage bag on his waist, and then Sun Wukong walked to the gate not far away, and now he needed to explore the sixth layer of the God and Demon Tower.

Yang Jian's previous warning was still lingering in Sun Wukong's ears, and for him, the challenge of the Divine Demon Tower was already considered the limit when he reached the fifth layer, and he knew it very well.

But he was very much like feeling how fierce the real battle of immortals without emotion would be, which was also the reason why Sun Wukong was desperate to step into the sixth layer.

As for his ability to create a miracle in the sixth-layer God and Demon Tower, it still depends on his own creation, because he knows very well that sometimes victory in battle depends not only on strength, but also on brains.

After successfully arriving at the sixth layer of the Gods and Demons Tower, Sun Wukong saw that the picture in front of him had changed into a very quiet and elegant atmosphere, and burning incense to worship Buddha was the first word that came to Sun Wukong's mind.

A statue of Buddha hangs high on the wall not far away, and on the incense table in front of it are placed all kinds of offerings, and the incense wood that is half a zhang long is gradually releasing clouds and mist under the burning of the flames.

The white mist swirled around the Buddha statue, as if the Buddha was constantly edifying the man who bowed here: "Presumably he is the trapped person of this sixth-layer god and demon tower, but I didn't expect him to be a person in the Buddhist sect." ”

seemed to be aware of Sun Wukong's arrival, only to see this person respectfully kowtow three times, and then slowly stood up and cast his pale golden gaze on Sun Wukong: "You are the challenger who broke the record this time?" ”

"Presumably, the cracking sensation that happened on the fifth layer before is also related to you, yes, you can actually let Yang Jian open the eyes of heaven to fight, I guess your strength is not bad, I don't know how many years I have been trapped here, I haven't seen a living person."

"My Buddha is merciful, and it is really helpless for my disciples to kill and blood, and I hope you will forgive me more." The other party folded his hands and bowed respectfully to the Buddha statue behind him, and then immediately stepped towards the direction of Sun Wukong.

The speed of the other party's movement is completely beyond the range that Sun Wukong can bear, and in his cognition, it seems that only the senior heir can perform such a step, which shows how strong this warrior monk is.

Instinctively wanted to move away from the opponent's position, but even so, the opponent's fist still easily bombarded Sun Wukong's chest, as if the other party had already guessed Sun Wukong's dodge trajectory.

"Young man, your strength shouldn't be like this, show your true skills." The monk's words were plain and bitter, as if he wanted to release his special emotions when he was trapped without reservation.

When the opponent's fist was strong, he completely defeated the armor worn by Sun Wukong within three punches, and poured his rich aura into it, such a special experience was the first time in Sun Wukong's life.

The warrior monk was able to defeat the cloud armor protection that Mu Hei was proud of within three punches, which shows that the strength of this fist can no longer be described by the word strong and horizontal, and with the ghostly speed of the opponent, it can be said to be perfect.

This is the result that Sun Wukong has been trying to pursue for several years, but so far he has not reached the tip of the iceberg of the other party: "What Yang Jian said is indeed right, the strength of this trapped person in the sixth layer is far from what I can imagine. ”

Now Sun Wukong will no longer allow himself to be the slightest sloppy, and hurriedly took out the magic weapon he got from his pocket and put it under the opponent's fist, as if he wanted to contain the opponent's attack as much as possible.

But it didn't have the slightest effect, I saw this person raise his hand to completely break the seemingly weak brush and completely exert the fist on Sun Wukong's fists, and then the severe pain completely swept Sun Wukong's arms.

He seemed to be able to hear the click of a broken bone, and the curvature that appeared at the corner of his mouth revealed not only physical pain, but also a touch of despair, and he truly felt the gap between the divine and the mortal.

The previous Monkey King also looked for an opportunity to attack the warrior monk in the passive process, but the final result ended in failure, because the warrior monk's body was like a rock, and it was definitely not something that Sun Wukong's ability could impress.

The combination of high-intensity defense, unimaginable speed, and extremely powerful fists is enough to build a power beyond miracles, and it is a fool's dream to defeat the opponent: "It seems that I am going to die here today." ”

"Young man, my Buddha is merciful, and my disciples of the Buddha should have been like this, but I have been trapped here for many years, and there are still many things in the outside world that I need to deal with, so I can only grieve you to leave your life behind."

"When I leave, I will chant scriptures for you all day long, transcend the soul, and strive to send you to the West Heaven Thunder Yin to enjoy the Buddha rhyme!" At this point, the fierce fist had already come to Sun Wukong, and he hit it without hesitation.

When Sun Wukong felt the contact between the fist and himself, the corners of his eyes involuntarily revealed crystal tears, as if to express the beauty of life that he had not yet experienced and the unavenged blood hatred: "I shouldn't die here!" ”

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