Thunder erupted in that instant.

Not the loud sound of the collision, but the roar of the fierce ape.

The Heavenly Palace was turbulent, like the impact of the tide spreading out from under the palm of that hand, and everywhere it passed, all the djinn trembled, crumbling into silver-gray dust.

The eldest grandson, Jigui, took a few steps back, his face was as pale as earth, and a trace of blood seeped out of his mouth and nose.

Immediately afterward, the earth of the Heavenly Palace cracked, and the earth-fire lava gathered into a torrent, gushing out from the cracks, turning into torrential rain and raining down in all directions.

Bathed in the lava rain, the fierce ape smiled fiercely, forward, the heavens and the earth roared, and the fierceness of the world was condensed in those scarlet eyes.

Mr. Hu's figure has been covered by the increasingly condensed golden giant ape, and at this moment, with the seal being unsealed, under the connection of the matrix, he has completely transformed into a monster beyond human reach.

Countless wails sounded out of thin air, and in the torrent of yin qi, countless ghosts and beasts danced in unison with the crisp sound of the pipa, and the darkness rushed into the sky, converging into a bunch, revealing the outline of the immeasurable resentment that condensed all the beasts when they were dying.

With the integration of the Flying Yaksha, the vague giant snake opened its eyes, causing the heavens and the earth to suddenly darken, and when it closed its eyes, it made everything shine, and when it exhaled, it set off a suffocating foehn wind, and when it inhaled, it evolved into boundless frost and ice edges.

With the projection of the Flying Yaksha blending into it, the Holy Spirit of the head of the Liu family was also supported in it, and the empty cold and crazy eyes lit up with a look full of vicissitudes, like the moon and clear light.

Is that...... Candle Dragon!

As soon as it appeared, the candle dragon harnessed the rolling torrent and rushed up, fighting with the fierce ape, giving the eldest grandson Jigui precious respite.

Immediately after, the jade drum emerged from above the heavenly dome, and the dragon vein master raised the drum hammer and struggled to play the thunderbolt of the heavenly tribulation.

Countless lightning bolts fell from the sky like knives and axes, slashing at the golden hair of the fierce ape, but often only leaving a few scorch marks, but instead aroused the violence of the beast more and more, making the fierce ape more and more brave.

The eldest grandson Jigui's face flickered brightly and darkly, and his eyes were gloomy, but he didn't expect that now that the three of them joined forces, they couldn't even take a musician who was not even the blood of heaven and man.

The more you fight, the more frightened you become.

I can't figure out where that power comes from......

The sound of countless metals colliding in one place suddenly burst out.

Heaven and earth froze.

I don't know how many ice crystals and pieces of iron collide in one place to make such a shocking roar.

The sword of Pure Jun is unsheathed.

A cold light emerged from the decaying body, coming and going, and for the first time, it left a scar on the heart of the giant ape.

It's Yuan Changqing.

The old man stepped forward from the midst of the hosts, his arms drawn out of his sleeves and out of his neckline, and so simply took off his robes and blouses, and let them hang down his waist.

Beneath the gray hair, the muscles are knotted, and sweat rises from the pores, turning into a white mist.

With the raising of his hand, the Pure Jun Ancient Sword turned into a streamer and returned to his hand again, outlining a faint outline in the gap between light and darkness.

"Although it is not a bit of a victory to fight more and less, but the opponent is the only masterpiece of Tai Changqing back then, and it is not too prudent for the inheritor of the blue to be cautious. ”

The old man sighed softly, raised his left hand and wiped his nose: "It's a pity, no matter what, you can be called a strong enemy, and I still want to have a good fight with you after all."

So, please struggle as hard as you can......"

He smiled slightly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and crazy anticipation:

It doesn't matter if you die with me. ”

At that moment, the furious scourge roared.

The already inhuman shell swelled again, and with its roar in the sky, the heat of the scorching sun burst out again, forcing everyone back.

It was bathed in a hot furnace like the center of the earth, screaming with rage, changing its silhouette, and when the blazing light dissipated, what had been bathed in the foehn had become a literal monster.

At this moment, on the shell of the fierce ape, four heads were born, looking in all directions, eight arms and arms waved, beckoning to the four directions, causing the earth to crack, and countless broken iron sleeping under the battlefield gathered in one place, melting in the flames of the scorching sun, recasting the form.

In an instant, the vast and decaying mortal iron glowed with new brilliance in its hands, and after the patina and iron spots faded, it burst out with brilliant divine light.

Trihalberd fork, red umbrella, tiger bronze hammer, treasure bottle, divine sword, murder knife......

- Scourge Hanuman!

It was the supreme patron saint of the Great Landa Temple in Tianzhu, and the third generation of the Eastern Princes was reincarnated in Tianzhu as a 'Enlightened One' with reference to the undead monster created by the hundred-armed giant!

After being sealed in Mr. Hu's body for more than ten years, the angry fierce ape was finally released, walking on the earth, and sprinkling complete destruction on all living creatures and slanderers of the Buddha!

For some reason, obviously his consciousness was eroded by the tyrannical beastliness, and Mr. Hu suddenly had a sense of trance that was ridiculous.

"Hey, they're seven or eight years old, and they're still jumping up and down like a monkey......"

When I was a teenager, someone touched my messy hair, shook his head and sighed: "How about calling you a little monkey in the future?"

It's really what the teacher said.

Fifteen years after the teacher's death, he seems to have really become a monkey, and instead of being ashamed, he secretly rejoices, feeling a little happy because of this unspeakable appearance, and completely throwing the teacher's former entrustment to the back of his mind.

"When you grow up, you will inherit me, become the one who supports this country, and become a hero far beyond me......"

But he neither supported the country nor became a hero.

Instead, in order to escape the fight, he took a random errand, and then ran away to a place outside Aurora, and once again embarked on a journey without a return date.

It's like fifteen years ago.

It's just that now I am alone.

"Let's go to Tianzhu. ”

In a trance, the teacher's voice sounded again.

What kind of mood did I have when I embarked on the road to the west? I was full of joy and expectation of making a contribution, but I never thought that in the end, it would turn into a long journey of killing.

"—kill them all. ”

In his memory, the teacher stood in a pool of blood in the Great Landa Temple, looked at him calmly, and then repeated:

"All. ”

"Okay, teacher. ”

The blade of the sword in his hand stabbed down, and blood burst out and fell on his face.

At the sound of the corpse falling to the ground, he closed his eyes, forgetting who he was, forgetting where he was. When the mind is empty, the flesh will faithfully obey the command.

Thousands of miles of death have paved a road of bones with no end in sight.

After getting used to seeing a pair of desperate eyes, I don't feel like myself anymore.

It's not like the hero of your dreams anymore......

For something right, or, as fifteen years ago, for the 'truth'.

As long as it's for them, then the sacrifice is worth it.

It doesn't matter who you sacrifice.

In the end, he returned from Tianzhu alone, returned to the national capital, and returned to the hall again.

"Your Majesty, this is the future you want......

He knelt down at the foot of the jade steps, closed his eyes in the king's ecstasy, opened the iron box, and showed the charred corpse within: "It's ...... This used to be a teacher's thing. ”

So, after the sacrifice, the dynasty continued.

Create in the wrong way.

The arrival of the Ancient Mingjun.

Compared to the vain deaths of tens of millions of people, the sacrifices of teachers and disciples, and the pain of their own lives, this price is simply too small to be mentioned.

Since then, he has never thought about being a hero again.

He had recognized himself.

In the roar, the sword light and iron flow roared, the iron light was as clear as a mirror, but it was as light as a bird, lingering in the air, like a silver rainbow.

The shrill sound of metal clashing erupts.

The tripartite fork broke and fell from Hanuman's hand, turning into iron filings and flying in the wind. The sword light went around his neck, cutting off a head, and blood gushed out, falling on Yuan Changqing's white hair.

personally cut off one of the heads of the natural disaster, but Yuan Changqing's face was not happy, but completely ugly.

"It's unpleasant, it's really unpleasant!"

He shook off the blood of the Scourge on the spine of the Pure Jun Sword, and asked irritably, "Hey, what are you doing?

In the midst of the tribulation of the Tribulation, thunder and thunderbolts covered the long silence, and it was not until a long time later that the head of the Cataclysm slowly lifted.

"I'm sorry. "Suddenly I remembered some memories of the past." ”

Yuan Changqing narrowed his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, when people get old, they will get demented, and if you don't pay attention to it when you wash your hair, it will urinate, and you have to get used to it. The burly old man with a naked upper body strolled forward, although his tone was calm, but his eyes became more and more cold: "So, don't worry, I'll let you focus-"

At that moment, several family heads were stunned at the same time.

Originally, they were in tune with each other, and the qi and machine were connected, and everyone was in the same resonance, but the moment Yuan Changqing stepped forward, this resonance was cut off.

A chilling brilliance emerged from Yuan Changqing's scepter.

There is no need to deliberately get rid of the implication, just an instant uplift, and the momentum is like a lonely peak rising into the sky, piercing the wind and snow, flowers and moon. The harmony they deliberately maintained, without any nostalgia, also lost the strength and help from the resonance.

However, Yuan Changqing's strength not weakened in any way, but that terrifying aura became more and more fierce and violent—breaking the dust barrier and spreading peerless light all over the world.

At that moment, on Yuan Changqing's waist, the scabbard that had been with him for more than sixty years broke.

can no longer tolerate this peerless edge.

Countless sword medals rose from his body, colliding and rubbing against each other, sharpening fiery sparks in the void, and finally, converging on the Pure Jun Sword.

The void sword body appeared its own silhouette at this moment, and the originally empty sword spine was now bursting with the color of iron.

There is no mystery and wonder of the past.

It looks like it's just a stalk of iron.

But the eldest grandson Jigui suddenly had a toothache.

- That madman, you're going to do your best!

For this kind of guy, the so-called 'team' did not exist from the beginning, because once he became serious, then everything else would be a burden except for the pure jun who had entrusted the sword souls of the Yuan clan in the past dynasties, even including himself, not to mention the so-called companions and teammates.

If someone dares to get in the way, even if it is his eldest grandson Yuan He who is in front of him, he will be pierced by his sword.

At that moment, endless iron light emerged from the void along with Yuan Changqing's movements.

Thousands of miles away on Yujing Mountain, countless sword blades nailed into the stone burst out, responding to Yuan Changqing's call and throwing themselves at the location of Chunjun.

In an instant, countless blades of iron light rolled in, carving a vacuum tunnel in the sky, leaving a fiery trail of metal burning, and then falling from the sky.

The turbidity current of iron swept through.

The flood was terrible.

No one had ever challenged a natural scourge so arrogantly, as if they were about to slash the monster in front of it and the impregnable city behind it.

But at this moment, everyone who witnessed this sword couldn't help but start to wonder - can that monster and that city take this peak sword?

——Will the Tianmen Pass, shrouded by the Great Wall, the fierce ape incarnated by natural disasters be drowned by this monstrous turbidity?

And at that moment, the monster that remembered the past finally raised its head and threw it.

Facing your enemies with dignity.

The blood in his eyes faded and turned into the quiet darkness of the past, which were human pupils, insignificant compared to the horror and hideousness of natural disasters.

But under the overlook of this pair of eyes, the natural disaster fierce ape roared, roared, and faced the power of the sword that gathered countless souls in the entire Yujing Mountain, slashing!

The eight arms, clenching the sword, seemed to grasp the axis of heaven and earth, making the universe rotate in their hands, propelling the stars around and everything moving.

The trails of blades and blades cut through the void, connecting with each other.

That's a perfect circle.

Like the waterwheel of heaven and earth, the wheel of all things, solemn and cold, holding all things, pushing and rotating the worthless forces of life and death, light and darkness, day and night with the rolling torrent in front of them.

Countless elements collided in that whirlpool, grinding like iron, bursting with sparks and a piercing roar.

And so, the torrent shook, the turbidity waves surged, the iron streams rubbed between the wheels, and the cracked flames of light rose one after another, stinging everyone's eyes.

Then, the moment the torrent dissipated, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Got it?!

Unexpectedly, the sword qi torrent that gathered the power of the Yuan clan was next!

As the sword shattered inch by inch under the impact of the torrent, the bloody fierce ape roared in the sky.

And behind him, the towering city pass, no damage!

All the forces were intercepted and undertaken by Mr. Hu himself by natural disasters, without the slightest leakage, nor did they set off any expected terrifying aftermath.

It's like opening your mouth and swallowing that deadly torrent into your belly.

Therefore, the whole body was broken and drenched in blood.

The blood gushed out of the wound like lava and rose into the sky, shedding a burning glow.

And above the face that was cut by the sword, the pair of pitch-black pupils were still resolute.

Bestiality is no more.

In its place is a resolute look that truly belongs to people.