Blazing sunlight slanted down from the sky and spilled over the surging sea of clouds in the distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The immortal official of the time held the sundial and took a step forward: "Noon has arrived!" ”

With his announcement, a light spilled from the Slashing Immortal Terrace, and a huge Broken Dragon Priest emerged from the void, and at the top of the guillotine, the pitch-black metal beast head smiled fiercely, and its eyes were scarlet.

In the sound of metal grinding, the blade of the guillotine blade slowly unfolded, and the huge pitch-black blade silently swallowed the sunlight sprinkled on it, and there seemed to be traces of blood on the blade, a little scarlet.

The faces of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas in the midst of the immortals invariably turned blue and black, and the traces of those blood were the blood of the dragon clan at all.

That trace is an unknown number of dragons killed before turning into scarlet that can't be washed off.

This is a torture tool that combines the Qi veins of the Heavenly Court and the Celestial Emperor's Talisman, and in the past, Yunzhongzi took red copper and cold iron...... and other materials, almost half of the inventory of the Heavenly Court was consumed, and it took a hundred years to build.

The Four Seas Dragon Clan, who was once unwilling to bow down to the Heavenly Court, was dragged onto this broken dragon after being brutally suppressed, and in an instant, the body and head were separated, and even the nine-clawed golden dragon of ten thousand years was a tissue paper that could be cut in front of it.

The tragic death of the nineteenth dragon king made the unruly dragon clan bow down to the heavenly court formed by the immortals, and the emperor once said with a smile: If this thing is not destroyed one day, the dragon clan of the four seas will never dare to give birth to a different heart.

This is where the name Broken Dragon Guillotine comes from. Under the closing of the guillotine, ten thousand years of penance, net worth, and imperial hegemony were all in vain, and this was an unavoidable end with no magical spell and power.

And now, after the death of the Emperor of Heaven, the Broken Dragon Commander was summoned out again, just to execute a 'demon'.

"I said, let you die as you want."

Wang Lingguan dragged the monkey's hair, and pressed him to the huge pile with a cruel smile: "On top of the Killing Immortal Terrace, I don't care if you are the Monkey King or the Monkey King, if you want to die easily, just beg me obediently......"

The monkey had no strength to struggle, and in the intense pain from the shattering body, he could smell the cold smell of metal, and a hint of blood.

He was going to die, but he was really not afraid, but suddenly he remembered the female monkey again.

If it hadn't died, I'm afraid it would have been stupidly picking unpalatable fruits and piling them up in that familiar place every day, right? Even if the sleepy monkey has disappeared for a long time, it may never go back.

Every day there will be new fruit on top of yesterday's fruit, and time will pass slowly, and one day, the fruit will become shriveled and mole, grow fluff, and rot.

But there will still be monkeys who will persistently pile new fruits on them, sit next to them, smell the gentle wind in the Huaguo Mountain, stretch out their paws and scratch their fluff, yawn, and fall asleep.

Maybe it will look up at the sky, it may be sunny or rainy, if its eyes are a little better, it will look through the clouds, look through the sky, and see a monkey covered in scales and bruises, dragged under the guillotine, waiting to die in embarrassment.

Maybe it will squeak happily: "Haha, it looks like that lazy guy." ”

Sun Wukong wanted to rub his eyes, but he saw the female monkey smiling again, squatting in the far side of the square, dancing, smiling lonely and lonely.

Laugh a little...... Lao Tzu is dying, and you are still laughing!

Suddenly, the illusion disappeared, and Sun Wukong finally remembered: Oh, it's dead.

He suddenly felt that it was good that he was so embarrassed that he was not seen by her, so good, although she must have felt that this person was not like a lazy person at all.

But she's dead.

Inexplicably, Sun Wukong suddenly wanted to cry, trying to suppress his choking, and under the guillotine, he whimpered in his throat.

There were traces of water in the corners of the eye sockets, flowing over the wounded cheeks, turning into a scarlet face, and finally dripping on the slashing Sendai.

"Hey, I also said that Monkey King is a good man who is not afraid of death." Wang Lingguan behind him laughed maliciously: "Now it seems that he is also a ...... of a bad seed."

Sun Wukong wants to say: You know Mao, Lao Tzu is not afraid of death; But the blood and tears fell to the ground uncontrollably.

On top of the slashing platform, the monkey was crying in embarrassment, regretting why he had been so lazy in the first place, but he soon realized that this was just an excuse to deceive himself.

After all, he still understood that he really didn't want to die.

"Yes...... Sun Wukong choked in a low voice, trying to open his eyes, he wanted to see the phantom again, even once: "I don't want to, I don't want to...... Die!!!!!! ”

The hoarse roar was like the roar of a bloody dragon, and the swept sound turned into pure white qi and spread in all directions, and the sudden explosion of qi almost suffocated the nearest Wang Lingguan.

Beneath the heavenly court, in a place that is extremely far away in the world, in the silent mountains, there is an empty courtyard, and the vermilion paint on the old and decaying gate is peeling, and it is dilapidated like a haunted house.

Through the bamboo curtain, someone woke up from the darkness, raised his head, his eyes pierced through the eaves, and looked in the direction of the heavenly court, as if he could hear that unwilling roar.

Silently, his left hand suddenly stood up, and his five fingers rose together like a knife, cutting towards his right wrist, and the terrible crack burst on his wrist, and the blood gushed out from it, turning into light and flying away.

It was as if he had lost all the blood in his body in an instant, and his face became extremely pale, but the corners of his mouth pulled into a guilty smile.

After a long time, his deep murmur came back to the silent room, and the sound came through the bamboo curtain, and the silence dissipated.

"Wukong, don't die......"

Suddenly, the skin of his hands cracked inch by inch, and crimson blood spat out of his mouth, staining a blood-red patch on the green clothes.

In the sky, the light of blood surged and flew, piercing through the remaining defenses of the Heavenly Court like a sharp arrow in an instant, breaking through the layers of interception, and falling in front of the Lingxiao Palace, emitting a thousand rays of light.

Time seemed to stand still, and a man in green clothes slowly walked out of the light, advancing in a still world, and finally came to the sluggish monkey.

Sun Wukong raised his head stiffly, saw the smile imprinted in the depths of his memory, and opened his mouth with difficulty, but he was choked up and unable to speak.

The silent, sudden man raised his palm and pressed it on his head, turning into a surging torrent of blazing heat that rushed into Sun Wukong's shattered body and disappeared.

The static world shattered instantly, but Sun Wukong let out a choked murmur: "Master......"

The palm of the hand bound by the chains was raised with difficulty, and in Sun Wukong's throat, a hoarse and unwilling voice roared: "Ah! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

With the sharp sound of breaking, the pitch-black chains bound to the monkey's limbs collapsed instantly!

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, raised his face stained with blood and tears, and roared angrily:

"I'm—"

Wang Lingguan looked at the demon under his feet in disbelief, and there was a volcanic eruption that rushed out of his body, and his shattered body made a crackling sound, and the broken bones were instantly healed, turning into a golden and iron face.

The sound of his heart beating came from his cavity like a war drum, and it was clearly audible throughout the square, and the violent ferocity spread in all directions as the bricks and stones under him shattered!

Wang Lingguan felt that he was stepping on a volcano that was about to erupt, and in an instant, he was rushed away by the huge force of the eruption, fell to the ground, moved backwards in horror, and watched the blood-soaked and miserable figure stand up with difficulty under the weight of the slashing immortal platform, and his scarlet eyes looked at him, smiling.

The pitch-black shackles turned into twisted pieces with a loud bang, and in Sun Wukong's hands, the shackles that were enough to hold the dragon became clay toys.

Tie Dou's palm suddenly locked Wang Lingguan's neck, and slowly raised it, Sun Wukong announced to everyone in a rage: "--Monkey King-"

A loud noise was heard, and the burly Wang Lingguan was smashed on the stake of the slashing Sendai by the violent fierce ape, and the roaring Sun Wukong suddenly stepped on his back. In the sound of broken bones, Sun Wukong's hand, which was still oozing blood, grasped the handle of the broken dragon and smashed it down.

The frightened head separated from the body with half a shoulder, and blood spurted out of the cavity and splattered half of the monkey's body.

Bathed in blood, he raised his head and roared the last words of a furious proclamation: "- Sun! Realize! Empty! ”

Sun Wukong, whose eyes were scarlet and bruised all over his body, smiled fiercely and raised his middle finger towards Taibai at the farthest distance.

I am the Monkey King! Who do you think I am?!

The Ruyi in Taibai's hand shattered instantly, he stepped forward to block the front of the Queen Mother, and roared at the immortals on both sides: "Kill the demons!" The Demon Monkey with the Blade is the Generalissimo of the Heavenly Court! Ten magic weapons! ”

The Heavenly Court Righteous Gods gathered around Taibai drew their weapons, and rushed forward with their magical powers, and the wandering light outside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall instantly attached to their bodies, causing his combat power to soar rapidly.

"Before the Lingxiao Palace, how dare the demons be fierce!" Taibai waved his hand and shouted angrily: "Suppression!" ”

This is the core of the entire Heavenly Court, and it was once the highest place in the entire Three Realms, where the immortals come and go, and the arrogant dragons will bow their heads to it.

A raging wave was set off in the sea of clouds, and the blazing light gathered on the Lingxiao Palace, turning into pillars of light and soaring into the sky, and the spilled light gave all the gods connected to the heavenly court infinite power.

"Die!" The monkey casually pinched a head and slammed it on top of the slashing platform, allowing the blade to slash at his body, while the opponent's head shattered on the jade, and the blood shattered.

Countless figures overwhelmed Sun Wukong, and layers of magic weapons smashed towards the figure in the center of the crowd.

He picked up an iron whip casually, but it smashed into a curved arc with the first blow, and the enemy spurted blood and flew out upside down, but Sun Wukong waved his hand and threw the iron whip: "Don't take advantage of it!" Don't take advantage of it! Don't take advantage of it! ”

The monkey picked up the two swords again, but after three blows, the blades of the swords crumbled, and he roared and stabbed the broken sword into the enemy's cavity, kicking the enemy in front of him with one kick: "Don't take advantage of it! Don't take advantage of it! ”

A punch smashed the xiong bone of the immortal in front of him, and he casually lifted it and threw the immortal into the crowd: "Where is my golden hoop stick!" ”

"Golden Hoop Stick, summoned! Come! Come! Come! Trampling in a pool of blood, Sun Wukong made a summoning sound.

Taibai at the end of the crowd sneered indifferently, the Dinghai Divine Needle was in the thunder department, and eighty thunder immortals cast a sealing spell, Wen Zhong personally guarded it, how could he break free with this summoning?

A whistling sounded, and the hurricane ran a straight line through the crowd like iron, and at the feet of Sun Wukong, the pitch-black iron rods that broke through the air pierced into the masonry and made a low chirp.

Outside the crowd, at the end of the square, Bai Shuo, who was dressed in black, smiled brightly. ro！。