(PS: This volume is very touching, hey...... ）

When the stars sink into the mountains, when the moonlight is no longer shining, when there is no light in the night sky......

Who will remember the person who struggled or struggled?

Rulai slapped it down, Sun Wukong was slapped into the ground fiercely, a big pit cracked on the ground, and some dust was raised, Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and got up, but found that he had no strength in his whole body.

The power of passing has slowly, slowly begun to change, knowing that he is a mess, knowing that he is a joke, but the hands are still tightly holding the golden hoop stick, and he jumps up......

Under the stunned eyes of the gods, he jumped over the heavenly palace, with blood all over his body, rushed into the golden light that symbolized harmony, waved the golden hoop stick, showed his mouth full of fangs, and roared angrily......

Then, in an instant, he was photographed by the huge handprint in the void, and fell into the abyss.

"Enough is enough, you just give up, you, there is no way. The shareal person looked at this scene, and he was suddenly moved.

Sun Wukong got up from the ground again, the skin and hair all over his body were already messy, and even charred bones could be seen in some places, of course, it didn't last long, because the blood burned to the bones.

Looking at the sky, how vast and beautiful the sky is, as if you can reach out and pick up the stars.

"One year, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years...... I want you to remember, you, you, you, you all remember me!" Sun Wukong pointed at the gods, then pointed to the sky, and roared.

The faces of the gods changed, and they couldn't help but make eye contact with Sun Wukong.

"I, born to raise the Monkey King, Monkey King!"

Then, Sun Wukong jumped up again and waved that stick, and he saw the Jade Emperor who was quietly watching him above the Heavenly Palace, and Yang Jian, who was lying weakly in the stones of the ruins, constantly gasping. Maybe in the heavenly court, there are still these two people who are unwilling to be puppets, and the others have long lost their blood, gods......?

The huge handprints were slapped again.

Sun Wukong looked at the handprint that was already close at hand, gritted his teeth fiercely and continued to rush forward......

Suddenly, there was an additional figure next to him.

Is it Yang Jian?

What's wrong with him, is he here to stop me? Good, good, good, good!

When Yang Jian's halberd stretched out and cut through a strange arc, Sun Wukong waved his hand, but he pounced.

It's not that Yang Jian's speed is too fast, and it's not that Sun Wukong's speed has slowed down because he has exhausted his strength, but Yang Jian's goal is not Sun Wukong!

His target was never Monkey King, and his weapon was directed at the handprint of the Void.

"Boom!"

In the Three Realms, there seemed to be an indescribable ancient roaring sound, and the handprint suddenly cracked the traces, and then Sun Wukong stepped forward and smashed the handprint with a stick.

Yang Jian smiled, this blow had already exhausted all his strength!

"Boom!"

Just in an instant, a purple thunderbolt appeared from the void, swept over Sun Wukong and smashed it on Yang Jian, who was falling, Yang Jian's pupils shrank, and finally let go of his hand.

"I don't regret it, and I never regret it, we don't live to be kept in captivity!" It was a thunderbolt that hit the soul, and Yang Jian's body smashed on the hard ground and smashed at the feet of the Jade Emperor.

"I'm sorry for you. The Jade Emperor looked at Yang Jian, who couldn't struggle, as if he would disappear at any time, and closed his eyes.

Knowing that the future is difficult to change, and fate is difficult to break, but sometimes, people are desperate for the ethereal or a glimmer of hope, and sacrifice everything that they can break......

Are these people stupid?

Are these people stupid, or are the immortals of those bystanders in Heavenly Court smart?

The Sareal man looked around, and he finally lowered his head.

"Demon Monkey, I'm here to help you!"

When, countless palm prints blasted down, and Sun Wukong was already powerless to resist, Sha Zhenren appeared next to the monkey, holding a long sword, a sword stabbed out, and at the same time, a handful of floating dust appeared in the other hand, instantly resisting the handprint.

Monkey King is a stick.

"Thank you. ”

"I think thank you. ”

The Sazhen people were not as good as Yang Jian, and they fell down and spat blood before they even made any moves, and even their mana had been lost at this moment.

Weird feeling, isn't it?

"Demon monkey, I'm sorry, I made you a Monkey King, I made you go to heaven, if I can, I want me to be like a monster, a real one-horned ghost king, but...... What a fairy!" After spitting out a mouthful of black blood, it was difficult for Sazhen people to open their eyes again.

"Do you really know what you did right or wrong? Look at them, and then look at you, if you don't go your own way, how could they be like this?" A monk appeared next to Sun Wukong at some point, he pointed to the Jade Emperor, pointed to Yang Jian, and then pointed to the motionless Sazhen people, "Then, you look at them again, they know that you are the most evil, they don't obey, they wait quietly, they are really smart people." ”

"Yes, then what are you, eat my old grandson!" Sun Wukong walked over, and the monk suddenly turned into a phantom, and in the void, countless mocking whispers rang out one after another, as if mocking this weak, insignificant joke.

Those immortals who had lowered their heads raised their heads one after another after hearing the monk's words.

They are right, they are wise and self-preservation, and they are not in the same way as the worst.

"Can we do something?" the gods glanced at each other.

"We're really going to do something. Then they nodded.

At this moment, suddenly the immortals all nodded, all hugged their magic weapons, and flew up and rushed towards the void.

Sun Wukong exhaled, these immortals seem to know that they are cowards, they all understand......

No, their goal is not the void, but ......

Myself?

Countless magic weapons smashed into the void, and then collided with Sun Wukong's body, Sun Wukong endured countless pains, and then the whole person was smashed into the heavenly palace again, and the whole world was smashed down......

Cold, the heart began to slowly freeze, although there was still fire all over the body.

Do you think you're right? Maybe you're wrong, but they're the real one?

But why not reconcile, why not reconcile to this?

Me, defeated?

No, how can I lose, I am invincible, even so, what can I do? At least I'm alive, at least I'm still conscious!

Heavenly Court, it's just such a bunch of immortals, that's all!

Sun Wukong opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, he seemed to see the six reincarnations, as if he saw Meng Po, and as if he saw the end of silence.

No one can stand this ending, yes, no one.

Big brother, what should I do now? I'm so lonely, I'm alone, none of my former brothers helped me......

I......

I can't hold it anymore.

Sun Wukong lay on his back on the charred earth, and this charred black feeling reminded him of the Huaguo Mountain, which had long been destroyed, the wriggling caterpillar, and the bright butterfly that the caterpillar had become, colorful ......

He really loves her!

"I once kept a sword in your heart. ”

Suddenly, a very strange voice appeared in Sun Wukong's heart.

"Big brother, is that you?"

"I have left a sword in your heart, as long as you hold this sword tightly, you are invincible, you will not be defeated!"

"Big brother...... You come out, you come out!"

"Come on, victory will not be far away!"

Sun Wukong closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

Haha, haha, haha!