When the wind blew, dozens of identical Monkey King, Yang Jian and Nezha appeared around.

They were armed, expressionless, and glazed-eyed.

The three of Sun Wukong are back to back, ready to fight at any time.

But the dummies stood motionless in the air.

The sun is scorching, and the heat is unbearable. The three of Sun Wukong have been standing for half an hour, the sweat in their bodies has been drained, and the dummy is still motionless.

After all, this golden hoop stick has 13,500 catties, and after lifting it for so long, Sun Wukong's arms are already sore, he put down the golden hoop stick and moved his hands.

But at this moment, a "Monkey King" flew over.

Nezha's eyes were quick, and he picked off "Monkey King" with one shot.

At this moment, the dummies moved, and they waved their weapons and rushed over.

Yang Jian's third eye opened suddenly, and a golden light directly passed through the bodies of the seven dummies, and those dummies instantly turned into a pile of yellow sand.

"Sweep away a thousand armies!" Sun Wukong shouted, he silently recited a spell, and the golden hoop stick in his hand immediately became longer, and he wheeled the golden hoop stick in a circle, and killed more than 20 dummies.

"Qiankun Circle!" Nezha threw out the Qiankun circle in his hand, and the Qiankun circle drew a perfect arc in the air, and then returned to Nezha's hand.

All the dummies fell.

Sun Wukong carried the golden hoop stick on his shoulder, he pointed to the yellow sand on the ground, patted his thigh, and smiled.

But in the next second, the yellow sand on the ground moved again, and it seemed that there was a pair of invisible hands grabbing the yellow sand in the air, and then pinched it into the appearance of Sun Wukong.

Immediately afterward, countless more dummies were pinched out.

These dummies are slow and their martial arts skills are not high, and with the mana of the three of Sun Wukong, it is more than enough to deal with them. But the number of dummies is too much, knocking down one, another one comes out, the more dummies fight, and the physical strength of the three Monkey King is getting less and less.

Yang Jian found out what the problem was, and he said to Sun Wukong and Nezha: "It's not a way to go on like this, the yellow sand is infinite, and the dummy is also unlimited, and if we continue to fight, we will all be exhausted to death!"

"What then?" asked Nezha.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and said, "If we fly to the sky, I don't believe that these sands can still go up to the sky!"

After that, Yang Jian took the lead in flying into the sky.

However, as soon as he flew into the air, countless feathered arrows shot out of the sun.

Suddenly, the sky was covered by a rain of arrows, and the sky was dark.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Jian shot out a true qi, which slashed all the feather arrows in the air in half.

The black-pressed broken arrows fell from the sky and turned into piles of yellow sand.

But in the next second, countless feathered arrows shot out.

Yang Jian wielded a three-pointed two-edged knife to resist the chaotic arrows in the air.

But the number of arrows was too much, and Yang Jian had no choice but to fly back to the ground.

The moment his feet hit the ground, all the arrows turned into yellow sand.

Over there, Sun Wukong and Nezha are still fighting with dummies, just a moment of kung fu, there are more than 300 dummies, Sun Wukong and Nezha are surrounded by dense dummies, looking weak and helpless.

Yang Jian waved out a true qi and beat several dummies into yellow sand, and he shouted to Sun Wukong and Nezha: "Great Sage, Third Prince, I know how to get out!"

"Oh, how do you say it?" asked Sun Wukong.

"If my prediction is correct, the exit of the quicksand array is the sun!Third Prince, we will fly towards the sun in a while, and when the time comes, there will be random arrows shooting, you use the mixed yuan gang qi to protect us, and we can rush out!" Yang Jian said.

"Okay, then let's go now!" Nezha rose into the air and shouted: "Mixed Yuan Gangqi!"

A blue-white true qi surrounded Nezha in the middle.

"Come in!" Nezha beckoned to Sun Wukong and Yang Jian.

"We're coming!" Yang Jian and Sun Wukong flew to Nezha's side together.

Just when the three of them flew into the air, random arrows were shot, but the moment the random arrows touched the mixed Yuan Gang Qi, the random arrows turned into yellow sand.

It's getting closer and closer to the sun.

100 meters ............

Ninety meters ............

Eighty meters ............

10 meters ............

The three of Sun Wukong are getting closer and closer to the sun, and at the same time, they can also feel the heat wave coming to their faces.

"Erlang Zhenjun, can this really work?" Nezha asked as he wiped the sweat from his head and gasped.

Yang Jian didn't answer, he grabbed Sun Wukong and Nezha's arms hard, as if telling them that it would definitely work.

The three of them had reached the sun.

Three-meter ............

Two-metre ............

One meter ............

Dazzling sunshine and unbearable heat waves.

The three of Sun Wukong closed their eyes.

A second passed............

Two seconds passed............

Three seconds passed............

Sun Wukong felt that the temperature around him dropped instantly, and he slowly opened his eyes and found himself in the Xuandu Qibao Ziwei Palace.

It's still empty, but all the paper money in the corner is gone.

Yang Jian and Nezha also opened their eyes.

"Erlang Zhenjun, how did you think that this sun is the exit?" Sun Wukong jumped in front of Yang Jian and asked.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "In this vast desert, there is nothing else but the sun and yellow sand, and when I fly towards the sun, the sun will shoot random arrows to stop me." Obviously, the setters didn't want me to fly towards the sun, so I guessed that the sun was the exit of the quicksands. ”

After listening to Yang Jian's explanation, Sun Wukong slapped his thigh and suddenly said: "So that's the case, why didn't I think of it!"

"Okay, Great Sage, let's go find the Jade Emperor. Nezha walked over, patted Sun Wukong's shoulder and said.

So, the three of Sun Wukong searched for it in the Xuandu Qibao Ziwei Palace.

But there's really nothing here, except the seven pillars.

Wait, pillars?!

As if he had thought of something, Sun Wukong jumped in front of one of the pillars and studied it carefully.

The Sanskrit on the pillar was so messy that it couldn't fit into a complete sentence.

Sun Wukong read Sanskrit, looking thoughtful.

"Great Sage, have you found anything?" Yang Jian walked over and asked.

Sun Wukong did not answer.

Minute by minute.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong interrupted the pillar in front of him with one palm............