"Five hundred years have passed, do you still think that you are the Monkey King of the year?"

The macaque king sneered, a stick fell, and the heavens and the earth rioted, approaching Sun Wukong.

Tang Mo's eyes froze, although the previous macaque king was vulnerable in front of Sun Wukong, but for now, the macaque king is definitely Sun Wukong's immortal enemy.

"This catastrophe still needs Wukong to spend by himself!"

Tang Mo sighed and did not step forward to help Sun Wukong.

Four hundred years ago, that bloody change was Sun Wukong's heart knot.

This knot can only be cut off by Sun Wukong himself, and now for Sun Wukong, it is an opportunity.

Sun Wukong was born and rebuilt, and his realm is indeed inferior to the Macaque King, but he is not afraid of the Macaque King.

"Five hundred years ago, you were not my grandson's opponent, five hundred years later, you think you have a chance?"

Sun Wukong's eyes shot out a divine radiance, burning with a kind of flame that poured out nine days.

The fighting spirit rushed into the sky, and he held a ruyi golden hoop stick, like an ancient god and demon in the world.

He carried the attack of the Macaque King alone in his flesh, and under that attack, there was a golden treasure light circulating in his flesh.

The Nine Turns Xuangong that he had just obtained was put into operation by him at this time, and in the face of those attacks, Sun Wukong was unscathed.

Tang Mo saw this scene and exclaimed, the Nine Turns Xuangong was worthy of being the supreme secret method created by the ancestral witch, not to mention the supernatural powers, just above the refining body, he walked alone in the Three Realms.

Obviously, the Nine Revolutions Xuangong and Sun Wukong are very compatible.

"Eat my grandson!"

Sun Wukong shouted angrily, and the black golden stick went up against the battle, like a golden dragon, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, tearing the sky.

Boom!

In the void, big stars shattered, and the heavens and the earth rolled.

The magnitude of their battle was too great to be terrifying.

And this collision, no one took advantage.

The Macaque King relied on the realm to suppress Sun Wukong with one move, but he did not succeed.

He was originally going to suppress Sun Wukong with one move, who knows, the real battle was beyond his expectations, although he was strong, but in the face of Sun Wukong, he still had to be careful.

"What a Monkey King! Even if you have been suppressed for five hundred years, you still have such ability!"

The Macaque King stood horizontally in the void, looked down at Sun Wukong, and said sarcastically, "It's a pity! Sun Wukong, five hundred years have passed! This is no longer your time!"

A terrifying aura surged out from the Macaque King's body, and he completely released all of his Heavenly Immortal Realm's cultivation.

The Macaque King rolled up a storm of immortal qi, and a cold voice sounded in the void.

"Sun Wukong, I admit that you are extremely talented, and I admit that you are extremely talented! However, 500 years of repression have long since wiped out the essence of your past years! 500 years have passed, what are you fighting with me? Why are you fighting with me?"

The black demonic qi rolled up around the macaque king's body, constantly evolving, inscribed the debut demon text, and smashed down again with a stick.

This stick seemed to sink the earth, and the demonic aura was blazing, and the mist was filled, like chaos.

After all, the macaque king's realm is stronger than Sun Wukong, he took the lead with a stick, and a series of attacks and killings were completed in one go, and the terrifying murderous aura turned into an ocean.

The macaque king showed no mercy, he was ruthless, and his moves were fatal, he really wanted Sun Wukong's life, so as to make him forget the guilt of betrayal for four hundred years.

Sun Wukong retreated again and again, but his fighting spirit was still undestructive, and under the attack of such a macaque king, his breath became stronger and stronger.

"I am the Monkey King!"

Sun Wukong said, shouted angrily, and the breath on his body exploded leisurely.

The pinnacle of human immortals, earth immortals.

All in one go, without the slightest hindrance.

When he was at his peak, he was the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal, so after breaking through, he didn't have the slightest sense of jerkiness, and he was handy, and even said that because of the recultivation, he exerted 200% of his combat power.

The indestructible battle intent swept away the Nine Heavens, and a faint brilliance radiated above Sun Wukong's body.

At this moment, Sun Wukong swept away the knots in his heart, and the truly invincible Monkey King finally returned.

"Five hundred years ago, there was a big havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and five hundred years later, I will fight the Three Realms again, my grandson, I will not regret it!"

Five hundred years, havoc in the Heavenly Palace, four hundred years, that great change, everything has happened, he Sun Wukong has no regrets, he Monkey King has never been sorry for anyone.

Only maybe it's a debt, a debt to the Bull Demon King, and a debt to 300,000 demon soldiers.

But he, the Monkey King, will inherit the immortal will of the 300,000 demon soldiers, continue to fight, until the future, poke a hole in these three realms, and until the future, bury these heavenly immortals and Buddhas.

"Good!

Tang Mo exclaimed, this was the invincible Monkey King five hundred years ago.

"Thanks to the Macaque King, if it weren't for him, how could Wukong get out of his heart so easily?"

At this moment, the shackles on Sun Wukong's body and soul are all lifted. He stood there with a supreme demeanor.

Sun Wukong looked at the macaque king and said, "Macaque king, die to my old grandson!"

Looking at the figure in front of him, the Macaque King was in a trance in an instant, just like five hundred years ago, although he was ranked fifth, he could only survive in the shadow of Sun Wukong.

The fighting spirit that rushed into the sky made him can't help but feel a heartfelt fear.

"Why? Why? Five hundred years have passed! You have been suppressed for five hundred years, why are you still so strong? I am not convinced!"

The macaque king was crazy, he looked at Sun Wukong coldly, and said, "Die! Die!

The demon wind curled around the Macaque King, and the corners of his mouth curled up, with a kind of sarcasm, and said, "However, do you really think that this was five hundred years ago? ”

The Macaque King was in the void and took three steps.

Quiet, psychic, ventilated!

The macaque king showed his natal supernatural powers, one step and three methods.

The dark demon wind, like a storm crashing on the shore and boiling, violently impacted towards Sun Wukong,

The Seven Demon Saints, each with their own titles, some are a kind of will and battle will, such as the Monkey King and the Pingtian Great Sage, while others are because of their own supernatural powers.

And the title of the macaque king is like this.

The great sage of ventilation, one step and three methods, stand alone in the world.

The macaque king cast a magical spell and stepped on it with one foot, this one foot towards Sun Wukong's heavenly spirit cover, which was a kind of contempt.

At this time, the macaque king still wants to use a domineering way to humiliate Sun Wukong, he not only wants to defeat Sun Wukong, but also uses this way to hit Sun Wukong's heart.

Tang Mo's eyes were indifferent, and he said, "Take your own humiliation!"

When Sun Wukong saw this scene, he laughed unruly, his blood and qi were coiled like a real dragon, diffusing from his body, and he went against the battle.