Chapter Seventy-Seven: Keep Fighting
"Boom!"
Sun Wukong swept through the chaos with a stick
The chaos shook violently, and the space was about to shatter, and cracks appeared.
The power of this rod was too great, the fire was monstrous, the chaos was rolling, the terrifying qi wave spread, and a great earthquake occurred on the earth.
"It's so strong!"
People look at the sky.
Sun Wukong held a long stick in his hand, the divine light bloomed, and the golden hoop stick swept through the chaos, like a galaxy composed of flames.
Each of his blows can cause a great earthquake, and the stars roll in the chaos, burned by the flames.
"It's so strong!"
The four golden dragons were watching in secret, and they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, and they didn't come out.
The raging flames swept through the chaos again and again, but did not smash them out.
"How could it be. β
Sun Wukong missed another blow, and he couldn't figure it out.
How could his attack miss.
If the four golden dragons and the armillary sphere do not exist, it is not a fact, when Sun Wukong flew outside, he obviously felt that there was a wall in front of him, which was bound by the enchantment.
It's impossible not to find such an enchantment.
"Go on!"
Sun Wukong's thoughts flashed, and he continued to bombard Chaos.
In the sky, Zhenyuan Daxian and the monks fought together, and the immortal qi was rolling, like wolf smoke rushing straight to the Nine Heavens.
"What is the effect of the enchantment?"
Zhenyuan Daxian broke the monk's immortal method and asked loudly.
"One day and one year. β
The monk replied that he would never let the two men escape.
"One day and one year. β
Zhenyuan Daxian's eyes shot a cold light: "This is really a coincidence, the Three Realms Heavenly Palace is also a day and a year." β
"ββBrother Xian has broken the Heavenly Palace, but he will not let you control it. β
Zhenyuan Daxian walked through the lightning and rushed towards the monk.
"That's not up to him. β
The monk emitted a brilliant light, flooding the sky with Sanskrit, stopping his attack: "He can't even find the armillary sphere, how can he break it!"
"He'll find it. β
Zhenyuan Daxian swung his fist and bombarded, and the immortal text on the fist was dense, colliding with Sanskrit, making a loud sound.
"It's useless. β
The monk resisted and said, "That's a power you don't know!"
Rumble!
The Sanskrit explodes in the sky, and both of them fly sideways.
"What is unknown. β
Zhenyuan Daxian took the first step to stabilize his body, swung his fist and rushed at the monk again, laughing and said, "Brother Xian's brain is much more powerful than mine!"
It's amazing how good it feels to fight with your fists!
Zhenyuan Daxian regretted that he had not cultivated the physical body earlier.
In the vast chaos, the raging flames turned into a vast sea.
Sun Wukong is so strong that wherever the stick wind goes, anything will be destroyed.
The four golden dragons looked at it in horror for a while before they put their hearts down.
"If you can't find us, no matter how strong you are, it's in vain. β
A golden dragon said: "The power we have is something you will never know. β
"Can't get acquainted?"
Sun Wukong put away the golden hoop stick: "I know what kind of power you used. β
As soon as the golden dragon spoke, he got the answer.
He felt a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu,
"Hidden Soul. β
The power they use is the Hidden Soul.
In the Three Realms, the Buddha introduced the Hidden Soul to Sun Wukong.
According to him, the Hidden Soul is the necessary power for the beings of the Three Realms to enter the chaos, just like the wings of a bird, and only by mastering its power can the beings of the Three Realms soar in the chaos.
However, the Buddha did not know how to control the power of the hidden soul.
All he knew was a few words left by his ancient ancestors.
Sun Wukong has gone all the way to today, and he has not discovered the power of the hidden soul - today is the first time he has encountered it.
"It's the power of the Hidden Soul!"
Sun Wukong's eyes flashed.
Such a discovery made his fighting spirit burn.
"I've got to master this power. β
Sun Wukong thought in his heart.
This power will be very important not only for him, but also for the Three Realms and for the chaotic beings.
But how do you get it?
Be sure to let those four golden dragons come out.
Sun Wukong had thoughts in his heart.
Just then, a voice came from the ground.
"Master, I can help you find those four dragons!"
The voice said to Sun Wukong.
"Who?"
Sun Wukong bowed his head and looked down at the city.
The two Nanming in the city, Tengu and Tianma were all watching the battle of Zhenyuan Daisen, and it was obviously not them.
Sun Wukong's eyes flashed over the monsters, and he didn't find who it was.
"Master, it's me. β
The voice sounded again, and Sun Wukong followed the sound and was suddenly stunned.
There was a palace on the ground that emitted strong fluctuations, as if to meet his gaze.
"It's you!"
Sun Wukong was surprised in his heart, how could it be that palace, and the palace would also become a spirit!
"I feel your fighting spirit. β
The palace said: "The master is invincible, as long as you add me, no one in the Brahma Heavenly Court can stop you." β
"Can you help me find those four dragons?"
Sun Wukong asked.
"Of course. β
The feeling from the palace became more and more powerful: "But the master's test has been interrupted, and there is still one test left, and my strength cannot be used." β
"Good. β
A gleam flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes.
This guy can help himself.
Sun Wukong judged so.
He changed direction and fell downward.
The palace on the ground is full of glow.
The monk who was fighting noticed this light, and his face couldn't help but change.
"No way!"
He hurriedly left an avatar, confused Zhenyuan Daxian, withdrew from the battle, and rushed towards the palace.
This is no ordinary palace, in addition to the power of the god of war, it also shoulders other responsibilities.
If Sun Wukong is allowed to obtain its power, there will be two Heavenly Emperors in Brahma Heavenly Court in the future.
"You can't be here!"
The monk reached out and attacked the palace, trying to drive it back into the ground.
"Go aside!"
Suddenly, there was a shout, and a huge shadow of a rod fell from the sky, struck the monk, and immediately knocked him away.
Sun Wukong turned into golden light and landed above the palace.
"Open the door!"
Sun Wukong gave an order.
The palace was full of light, the gate opened, and with a roar, a golden avenue appeared out of thin air and fell at the feet of Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong stepped on the avenue and strode towards the palace.
"No way!"
The monk was about to stop him, but Sun Wukong suddenly turned around, and two rays of light shot over.
The monk was struck by the light, spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down again, and fell to the ground.
He clutched his chest and looked at Sun Wukong in disbelief, unable to believe that he was so powerful.
"Don't interfere with me!"
Sun Wukong's golden eyes went out and he strode into the palace.
As soon as the palace gates were closed, he was no longer visible.
The monk stood up from the ground and looked at the palace.
"You know it's amazing, right?"
Zhenyuan Daxian appeared in front of him and said, "If Brother Xian gets serious, the two of us together won't be enough for him to fight." β
He smiled and clenched his fists: "Of course it doesn't matter!"
The vast immortal light erupted, and Zhenyuan Daxian punched the monk.
"Let's keep fighting!"