As night fell, Zhang Wangduan sat in his Taoist room, practicing the exercises as usual.

The moon is like practice, sprinkled on the world, looking at the eyes that seem to penetrate the barrier of the roof, falling on the distant moon.

Chang'e Fairy, Wu Gang, Jade Rabbit......

Then I turned around and looked at the buildings around me, and suddenly I had a dreamlike illusion.

It has been more than 500 years since he was in the world of Journey to the West, and he still often feels as if he is in a dream.

He seems to be a spectator, in the middle of it and with the flow.

When I was reincarnated as a bear, I only thought about eating and waiting for death, but when I knew that this was the Journey to the West, I began to envy those who became immortals and gods, as if with that kind of power, I could be free and get what I wanted...

But what do you want? It seems that fear has always been governing your progress.

Even if I comfort myself that I want to take a good look at the world and unveil it, do I really have the ability to do this? The secrets of this world seem to have been hidden all along.

Perhaps, it would be much better if you crossed over to the world of the gods, after all, even Hongjun Ancestor existed, Sanqing, the Buddha had already ended up fighting in person regardless of his face, what secret was there?

But what about Journey to the West? I don't know much about what kind of secrets still exist in this world.

On the surface, the four continents are lined with various races, occupying the mountains, rivers and land to thrive, but in fact, thousands of years have passed, since the era of the flood and famine, gods and beasts coexist, and demons and monsters also live on this land, and countless legends and countless stories have been handed down, and now almost all of them are just legends.

Many of those strange beasts, mythical birds, fierce beasts, and monsters have disappeared.

Have they been killed? Or are they quietly hidden in some corner of the world?

Zhang Wang exhaled slowly and stopped cultivating.

My mind seems to be a little messy tonight, and I can't help but think about something.

"Ugh..."

Zhang Wang touched his face, it was no longer the bear face when he first crossed over, it was a standard human face.

This is not the transformation of a spell, but a real human, with the appearance and internal organs of a human being.

Of course, under the transformation of the Divine Child, there is still a big difference between it and humans, but at least it looks like a human.

Zhang Wang urged the divine infant to use his mana, and black hair gradually grew all over his body, and his body became larger and larger, and in a blink of an eye, he became a giant bear.

This bear is the main body of Zhang Wang, and it is about ten meters tall and six or seven meters wide when it sits upright, and it should be about thirteen or fourteen meters tall when it stands up.

Of course, this is not a complete body released, the complete body of Zhang Wang has already exceeded thirty meters, but the main hall is only ten meters high, so it is naturally impossible to completely release it.

"The black hair is getting harder and harder...... "Zhang Wang touched the hair on his thighs boringly, thinking about some strange things.

It's not the first day he's like this, he likes to think about things in the dead of night, and when he thinks about things, he can't help but release his body, which is undoubtedly the most relaxing state for him.

It wasn't that he had no intention of cultivating tonight, but some messy thoughts suddenly popped up in his heart, making him can't help but think about some things.

It seemed that there were a pair of hands teasing his heart, making him unable to calm down, even with his cultivation in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, he couldn't suppress his increasingly active thinking.

Zhang Wangmeng reacted, it's not okay to go on like this, emotions can't be controlled, freedom will affect the mind, if the mind can't be controlled, it's not far from collapse.

"Is the demon coming?" Zhang Wang said involuntarily.

Five hundred years have passed, and he should have known the benefits and harms of the three calamities, he doesn't have Sun Wukong's seventy-two changes to avoid, besides, he doesn't feel the need to avoid it, it's not that he has much confidence, but this calamity, for him, is not a kind of experience, he is not the kind of pervert with superior qualifications like Sun Wukong, he cultivates so fast, to a large extent, he takes advantage of others.

If he is not strong enough, no matter how fast his strength increases, it will not necessarily be his.

This heart demon is not a real heart demon, it's just his own thoughts, the first disaster, but it has nothing to do with the demon, it's thunder......

Bang....

A sudden flash of thunder flashed in the night sky, illuminating half of the sky, and the sound of thunder roared for thousands of miles.

Although the sound was loud, the thunder was like a thin silk thread, passing through the sky and passing through the temple, as if nothing had been destroyed, and it hit the futon where Zhang Wang was sitting.

At this time, Zhang Wang naturally didn't continue to sit there, and the moment the heavenly thunder appeared, he had already displayed the teleportation technique, and he had almost teleported away.

However, this heavenly thunder is naturally not so simple, and when he pounced on the futon, he suddenly turned around and chased after him on the way to escape.

Zhang Wang didn't intend to take this heavenly thunder from the beginning, he was not a madman, although this heavenly thunder was small, but the energy contained in it made him feel palpitations, this was not made by the thunder male and electric mother, but born of heaven and earth, specially produced to extinguish the cultivators who acted against the sky.

The speed of lightning is the speed of light, but the speed of looking is not as fast as the speed of light. If he hadn't been turning, and this day Thunder slowed down because it took time to turn, he would have been struck a long time ago.

Of course, Zhang Wang's turn needs to consume more mana, but the turn of the thunder also needs to consume his own energy, Zhang Wang has not found this yet, he is still instinctively turning left and right, expecting the thunder to be bypassed by him like a bullet, but the feeling of the stab in the back let him know that it is too difficult to dodge.

Can't hide!

Zhang Wang scolded in his heart, will this special thunder still turn around.

The mana in Zhang Wang's body is declining rapidly, the consumption of this instantaneous body technique is very large, and continuous use is not only a great burden on the body, but also the mana cannot last long, but Zhang Wang is already in the late stage of the Golden Immortal at this time, and the mana is strong, and the physical body is stronger than the average Great Demon Clan, so it can naturally last for a long time.

But he doesn't know when it's a head, if he keeps chasing like this, there will always be a time when his mana will run out, and there will be a time when his body will collapse.

Fortunately, after Zhang Wang ran to Pingdingshan, and even circled Pingdingshan several times, he found that the sense of threat of the heavenly thunder behind him seemed to have dropped a little, and this feeling was very subtle, and it was completely made by the depths of his own soul.

Could it be that the thunder is weakening?

He wasn't sure and decided to try again.

After he circled around Pingdingshan for hundreds of times, he finally determined that the threat ability of this heavenly thunder had indeed decreased a lot, which meant that the energy of the heavenly thunder itself was not as sufficient as it had begun.