Brahma Sky Heavenly Court, the war fire illuminates the night sky, and the fairy light shines one after another, as bright as the nine heavens of fire.

The battle has been going on for ten days, and it shows no signs of stopping.

Sun Wukong and Emperor Yao are both emperors who dominate one side, from one-on-one, to later incarnate countless law bodies, hold the way of heaven, and fight fiercely together.

Chaos is torn by them like a picture scroll, making people frightened and suffocated.

"When will this war end?"

People thought to themselves.

Although the battle between the two Heavenly Emperors was on the Star Palace of Death, there would still be flowing fires attacking other places, setting off violent explosions.

The creatures of the nearby Star Palace were all terrified, and they couldn't stop worrying.

Death is terrifying, but seeing death approaching and not knowing when it will come is even more terrifying.

"Why haven't you reached the limit yet?"

The Venerable in White looked at the sky.

This war has been going on for too long, and Sun Wukong's potential has exceeded his expectations.

The white-clothed Venerable was about to give an order, when he suddenly turned his head again and looked at the place of the light gate.

There, thousands of Buddhas gathered in front of the door, hanging in the chaos, and the golden clouds stretched for dozens of miles.

They were about to pass through the Gate of Light, and at this moment, the void rumbled, and a piece of golden light rushed out of the door, and the battle intent rushed into the sky.

The golden light rushed towards the golden cloud, and the golden thunder rolled, passing through, and countless Buddhas were killed with one blow.

The Buddhas near the Light Gate reacted and immediately engaged in a fierce battle with them.

"Buddha?"

The white-clothed Venerable looked at it and frowned.

"King, we're here to help you!"

A crisp voice rang out in the void.

The sound was heavenly, and everyone could hear it.

The Venerable One in White looked and saw that it was a little girl.

Sun Wukong, who was fighting, also looked back, and it turned out to be Daji.

She had a war with the Buddhas, the fairy light pierced hundreds of miles, the white silk waved, and thousands of Buddhas fell in a trance.

Sun Wukong's eyes looked at it again, and the Buddha was sitting near the light gate, and he couldn't help but smile: "Okay." ”

Those Buddhas in Heavenly Court always wanted to fly into the void, although it did not directly affect Sun Wukong, but it was indeed very distracting and made him unable to go all out.

Seeing the arrival of the Buddha, Sun Wukong was relieved, and his fighting spirit was high again, exuding immortal majesty.

"I'm going to give it my all!"

Sun Wukong stepped on cloud shoes, stood in the void, and said to Emperor Yao.

Emperor Yao was on guard and raised his heavy sword.

"This guy is a monster!"

He thought to himself that for millions of years, Emperor Yao had never seen a person like Sun Wukong.

He has a blood soul protector, no one can break it, and ordinary people have long been desperate.

But Sun Wukong didn't, he faced the blood soul, just like finding a target, and he was hot-blooded.

"I've never seen anything like this!"

Emperor Yao thought to himself.

Maybe it was a coincidence, Sun Wukong also said at this time: "You are very good, I have never seen someone as resistant as you!"

Emperor Yao wanted to vomit blood.

Sun Wukong's fighting spirit was boiling, and this battle really made him feel good.

In the past, there was no opponent who could be beaten like Emperor Yao.

Sun Wukong is a little reluctant to end it now.

"I have a new trick, you pay attention!"

Sun Wukong raised the golden hoop stick, and the brilliance on it was transformed, and the blood waves were monstrous, blocking all the sun and moonlight.

What's going on!

Emperor Yao looked over, and the golden hoop rod turned into tens of millions, blood-stained chaos, forming a terrifying killing array.

The breath of this trick is so familiar.

"Tribulation!"

Sun Wukong swung his stick down, the blood waves boiled, and the stick shadows bombarded down one after another.

Emperor Yao wanted to dodge, but suddenly his back was terrifying, and his bloody hands grabbed him from the depths under his feet.

The continuous bombardment of the stick shadow passed, and countless avenues bombarded in unison, and all kinds of Dao fruits were born in it, and then annihilated, which was extremely shocking.

Several star palaces were shrouded in a sea of blood, terrifying and gorgeous, and they did not disperse for a long time.

This familiar scene made the Venerable in White also feel a chill in his back.

How can it be!

Isn't this move exactly what Emperor Yao used to deal with Sun Wukong?

That move is the crystallization of all the Dao fruits of Emperor Yao, how can Sun Wukong learn it?

Countless people stared at the sea of blood in horror.

After a long time, Emperor Yao walked out of the sea of blood.

"You're still not hurt. ”

Sun Wukong looked at the blood light on his body: "You should really thank them for their protection." ”

"You've stolen this trick!"

Emperor Yao said with a cold face.

"Look at what you're saying, will I just learn one trick?"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "I've learned all your moves." ”

He swung a stick at random, and the shadow of the stick intertwined into a blood sword, slashing towards Emperor Yao, which was another move of his.

Emperor Yao struck with all his strength to resist the bloody sword full of killing intent.

"Despicable!"

He cursed loudly: "What is the ability to steal from school!"

"Everyone fights together, learn from each other, and you can learn from me. ”

Sun Wukong laughed: "I didn't stop you!"

Emperor Yao couldn't help but scold in his heart.

Of course, he also wants to absorb Sun Wukong's Dao method, but how difficult it is to learn a different way of heaven.

He simply couldn't learn.

Sun Wukong, it's like a monster.

"I'm going to crush you!"

Emperor Yao became more and more angry, his divine power bloomed, his killing intent spread, and he attacked recklessly.

It can't be delayed any longer, and if it drags on any longer, even if he has a blood soul protector, he will be defeated.

Emperor Yao's heart became anxious.

On the ground, the face of the Venerable in White was as cold as water.

"Emperor Yao has been fighting for too long, and his mentality has changed. ”

The Venerable looked at Emperor Yao, his blood was soaring, his divine power was exhausted, and he couldn't fight for a long time.

The Venerable One in White could not sit idly by.

He called many bodhisattvas: "I underestimated the Monkey King, you better go over!"

The bodhisattvas were not happy at all.

"Then Monkey King has no limits?"

They all knew that the Venerable in White wanted to use Emperor Yao to force Sun Wukong to reach his limit and sublimate to the god of war.

But after watching it for more than ten days, Sun Wukong has been sublimating, but he has not reached the limit.

In the current battle, it is far from enough to force Sun Wukong to become the god of war.

"Venerable, how long can Sun Wukong fight!"

The bodhisattvas asked.

The white-clothed Venerable shook his head: "I don't know either. ”

The Bodhisattvas looked at each other, then flew towards Chaos.

The white-clothed Venerable looked at their backs and sighed in his heart.

Sacrifice is inevitable.

Feeling the arrival of a new enemy, a terrible wave rising in the sky.

"Good time!"

Sun Wukong said loudly, the god is majestic, and the brilliance is as bright as the sun.

The white-clothed Venerable looked over, and a flash of envy flashed in his eyes.

Sun Wukong is getting stronger and stronger, there is no limit, all beings in chaos have to be reborn from the fire, Sun Wukong has not done it, he can be comparable to Emperor Yao of Dacheng.

For him, perhaps the God of War is just a new starting point, a cornerstone for continued improvement.

But the current war is still not enough for him.

If Sun Wukong does not reach the limit, he will not be reborn.

Such a terrifying talent had never been seen by the Venerable in White.

"It's really a ...... that shakes the past and the present"

The white-clothed Venerable thought to himself.

If Sun Wukong continues to grow, in a few hundred years, he is really likely to compete with His Holiness.