"Dead. ”

The flames swept past Sun Wukong, and he looked at the place where the divine furnace was, and he could no longer feel the breath of a woman.

The woman died, turned into a silver-white flame and burned in the vast chaos, the sun was shining, and where she passed, the sky opened and the earth split, painted the mountains and painted the sea, and the vast earth was shaped by the ghostly axe.

The earth is full of mountains, all things appear in the fire, and in an instant for ten thousand years, there are water springs gushing out, turning into rivers and seas, surging and rushing.

Sun Wukong stood in a desolate cemetery, looking around, the sky was black and foggy, and he could no longer see the chaotic scene.

"Small world. ”

Sun Wukong thought in his heart, this land exudes a dead and distant atmosphere, old and bloody, and mighty, like a huge life, which makes people breathless.

"Daxian, are they alright?"

Sun Wukong's divine sense swept away, and he swept the breath of everyone in the Three Realms.

They were thousands of miles away, trapped in a swamp at the moment, and nothing serious.

Sun Wukong's divine consciousness spread all the way, the land was vast and boundless, even much larger than the Three Realms, and those supernatural creatures who fled were locked up by this land.

They were trapped in different places, some of them were sunny, and everything was dried to dry bones. Some of them were covered with ice and snow, and the cold wind was as fierce as a tiger.

But the cemetery where Sun Wukong was located was silent, except for some ancient bones scattered around, whining in the wind.

"Every skeleton around you has been the overlord of a world. ”

A voice sounded in the sky, Sun Wukong looked up, and saw eight figures floating in the clouds, and the immortal light broke through hundreds of millions of miles, shining in the nine skies.

"These overlords died here and became our power. ”

An old man with white sideburns said, "Soon, you will be one of them." ”

"I don't like what you're doing. ”

Sun Wukong raised the golden hoop stick.

The land is eerie, like a dry sponge that absorbs the power of all living beings.

Sun Wukong can feel that the immortal power in his body is rapidly draining.

This is the Dafa of the immortal people, taking all things and creating them, but Sun Wukong doesn't like it.

"This kind of place, I can smash it with a stick!"

Sun Wukong said.

"Hahahaha. ”

The undead laughed: "This land is constructed by the star cores of countless star palaces, have you ever thought about how many immortals died here?"

With their laughter, the sky roared, infinite light poured out, and the continuous black clouds suddenly rippled, turning into a vast silver wave.

Sun Wukong looked up, the sky was full of silver waves, and every wave was a heavenly soldier holding a sword, and it was an undead army.

"Here, we are the masters!"

The undead shouted, "You will be swallowed up by this wave!"

In an instant, the boundless army of immortals bombarded the earth.

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up with war, and his golden hair was dyed with a layer of silver light in the wind.

"Waves?"

He grabbed a wisp of monkey hair: "I'm the wave!"

In the next second, a piece of golden light spread across the earth, and the boundless fairy light rushed up into the sky, turning into thousands of bursting lights in the sky, and in the rumbling and trembling of the sky, the earth was shaking.

"Are the undead serious?"

Thousands of miles away, Zhenyuan Daxian looked at the bursting light in the sky: "They want to compare the number with the virtuous brother?"

It was the stupidest attack he'd ever seen.

Lines of light collided in the sky, like exploding stars in the heavens, covering the sky and the sun, rumbling, shocking.

It was a shuddering battle, vast and terrifying, and the impact of every ray of light shook the space and resounded through the nine heavens!

"We made this world, the gods of this land. ”

The sky burned in the flames of war, and the Immortal Emperor shouted: "Sun Wukong, in this world, you are doomed!"

"Boom!"

Sun Wukong responded to them with a golden hoop stick.

With a loud bang, the silver wave overturned, and countless heavenly soldiers fell in all directions, like a shower of stars covering the sky.

Zhenyuan Daxian was almost hit by the heavenly soldiers.

After dodging in time, he looked at the sky.

"Emperor Yao, how long do you say those undead people can last?"

He asked.

In the sky, the fairy palaces and immortal temples appeared in the black clouds, with thousands of sunshine and waves, and quickly smashed towards Sun Wukong.

Every immortal palace exudes immortal majesty, and the endless battle intent is condensed together, terrifying and shocking.

But Zhenyuan Daxian believes that it must be Sun Wukong who wins in the end.

"With this way of fighting, Sun Wukong will definitely lose. ”

Emperor Yao looked at the sky and said, "This land is a graveyard, and the immortal power consumed will become the power of those immortal emperors. ”

He understands the current situation better than Zhenyuan Daxian, and if Sun Wukong continues to fight like this, he will only consume his strength in vain and make those immortal emperors stronger.

"Compared to him, we are still worried about ourselves!"

Emperor Yao pulled out his long sword, and where the Heavenly Soldier fell just now, the Heavenly Soldier stood up again.

"This heavenly soldier is not much weaker than you. ”

Emperor Yao said in a cold voice: "Those immortal emperors who created such a large piece of land must consume a huge amount of land, and they will not let go of any supplements. ”

They are all flying insects that have fallen into the trap and will have to be sucked dry if they don't run.