Sun Wukong ignored Feng Yu's teasing, and indifferently watched the deformed and deformed soul roll into a giant ball.

A glitter of golden light shot out from inside the sphere, splitting the sphere.

A large group of youkai broke away and fled, all fearing the source of the refraction of golden light.

The demon king Glenn quietly looked at the down-and-out young man and couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Look clearly at the lotus mark in his hand, it is a magic weapon that can obtain great divine power. If it weren't what I expected, one day in the future, he would be the leader of the new round of War of the Gods. ”

Hearing that the Fighting Buddha mentioned a new round of the battle of the gods, the demon souls were collectively silent.

"The cosmic dimension is ascending, the energy frequency is increasing, and Yan Futi will enter the Datong world because of this, and in this ascension process, not only human beings cannot escape the selection, but even the gods and Buddhas.

The gods and Buddhas in the heavens have all entered the world and reincarnated and re-cultivated. This time in the middle of the god list, the opportunity is fair, even if the animal is dedicated to cultivation, it can be a god. ”

Deeply shocked by Sun Wukong's words, the demon soul let out a commotion and gossip.

"God!? Even animals can be listed as gods if they devote themselves to cultivation! ”

"How do you practice?"

"Will there be a new generation of Jiang Ziya to seal the gods? Could it be this kid? ”

"It's noisy, shut up." The Demon King stopped them from whispering sneakily.

"The Hero King was reborn Yan Futi, does he also want to compete for a new round of godship?"

The demon king Glenn smiled at the city, and his gaze at Feng Yu became deep.

"I'd rather die in battle, and you will never bow down for me. Although you are a demon king, I respect you as a heroine!

Seal your soul with the Glenn Sword for 10,000 years, and now it's time to set you free.

As long as you are used by Feng Yu, one day you will be truly redeemed. ”

"You are a battle holy Buddha, can't you be your Buddha well? Why do you conquer the demons of the world and submit to you? ”

Sun Wukong did not respond to the Demon King's questioning head-on, and reminded Feng Yu to climb to the top of the white bones and pull out the majestic black iron long sword.

"We will bow our knees to King Glenn and we will not bow our heads for you in death."

"Sun Monkey, you don't deserve to become a Buddha! In order to grasp the hegemony, how many demons, monsters, and ghosts have you killed?

Our army of 100,000 demons will be destroyed in your hands, and after death, you will seal it here and never see the light of day. ”

"You might as well let us disappear completely, why are you tormenting us until now?"

The black spirit of the demon spirit and the dead soul gathered into a curtain and swept away, surging towards the Buddha who was fighting as if it were not moving.

The Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod turned into a height of more than six zhang, and swept around in the air, and the power of the wind and light waves scattered the demon spirits that were enthusiastically covered.

Feng Yu was blown by the strong wind, and barely grasped a spear inserted into the ground with both hands before he could stabilize his body.

Broken armor and bones poured like a torrential rain were thrown everywhere, smashing his head and bleeding.

The demon soul was in chaos, and the chaotic void was full of wails and sorrows.

The moment Optimus Prime fell heavily, the ground trembled, and the light curtain lifted and shattered the endless floating corpses.

The black mist covered the sky, and in the sound of mourning, the raging golden flames devoured everything, burning the demon soul to ashes.

The tragic scene of a raging sea of fire and a hurricane recreates the war scene of 10,000 years ago.

"If you want to be scattered, I can fulfill you."

Hearing the screams of the ghost crying and the wolf's howl, begging for mercy, the corners of Sun Wukong's mouth rose with a contemptuous smile.

"Your body is in ashes, your soul has been sealed by me, and the only one who can redeem you is this young man."

The demon king was unmoved, this was a very powerful monster, and he didn't frown in the face of Sun Wukong.

"Do you want him to get my sword?"

"It's a waste for your sword to sink into the deep sea, it's better to use it for him.

He is a true hero king, once a unique and god-like existence in Beiju Luzhou.

Now that Yan Futi is reborn, he may be the top person among the gods in the future, and you will not suffer if you think he is the master.

In the new round of the battle of the gods, don't you want to be stained? ”

"Someday, if I am redeemed by him, I will come to you to settle the score?"

"You have the guts, I'll make you disappear forever."

Knowing that Sun Wukong was not joking, the demon king pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly.

"For the sake of a heroic king who was reborn in the world of Yan Futi, you let out such a dangerous monster as me to see the light of day, it is really bold and reckless."

Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze was condescending, and he said in a cold tone: "Don't be verbose." ”

"With his human body, he can pull out the Glenn sword?"

Knowing that the woman was shaken, Sun Wukong glanced at the young man who was trembling with a big spear on the ground, and scolded the word "dead stupid".

"What are you doing in a daze? Take the sword. ”

"That's the Demon Sword."

As soon as the stupid words came out, Feng Yu immediately paid the price, only to see the white shadow appear in front of him in an instant, and kick it over.

He fell and rolled over, his body burned in the flames, and his hair burned.

At the critical moment, the merit list was blessed, and the brilliant streamer penetrated all over the body along the palm of the right hand, extinguishing the flames.

Without waiting for him to breathe a sigh, Sun Wukong appeared again and kicked out a kick close at hand.

Feng Yu flew out like a parallel parabola, covering his stomach that was so painful that his intestines were almost knotted, and he stumbled among the bones and skulls all over the ground.

"Ordinary people holding the Glenn sword will be devoured by sanity and humanity; But people with righteous thoughts can also eliminate demons with a demon sword in their hands. ”

Feng Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't have the strength to get up, and before he could raise his head, he was caught off guard and was trampled on his face with a bare foot.

He propped himself on the ground with both hands, strong enough not to let his body fall backwards.

"Do you want to take the sword? Or I'll kick you to death. ”

If he didn't take the sword, he would be kicked to death, and this irresistible domineering threat forced him to compromise.

The atmosphere became silent.

The demon soul was so silent that he didn't dare to speak, and the cold-eyed onlooker boy endured the third kick of the fighting Buddha, and crashed into the pile of bones as tall as a mountain in a miserable manner.

He lay beneath his eerie white bones, curled up in pain, unable to get up, and spitting blood from his mouth as he coughed violently.

Sun Wukong was silent on the side, without saying a word, and saw him raise his hand to wipe his bloody and tearful eyes, and strive to get up, climbing the mountain of corpses that had been piled up for 10,000 years.

On the way to the craggy bones, he fell down twice, but still did not give up and climbed to the top.

The owner of the Glenn sword appeared in an illusory spirit state, with only the upper body emerging from the hilt.

She stretched out her transparent hand and gently wiped away the blood and tears in the young man's eyes, this action was gentle and silent, as if to say:

"I've been waiting for 10,000 years, and I'm finally waiting for someone's salvation! Don't cry! ”

Feng Yu's vision was blurred, and he didn't dodge the touch of that hand, and heard a mysterious voice calling:

"Take the sword, let me see if you have the strength to hold the sword."

Without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand and grasped the hilt of the sword with his five fingers.

Rich black qi poured from the sword body, like a giant dragon dancing wildly.