An hour passed quickly.

The army continued to march into the interior of the Western Regions, the legions led by Qin Jun, the soldiers were generally above the Void Realm, and it only took one day to kill from the Southern Regions, and the time taken from the border of the Western Regions to Leiyin Temple would definitely not be too long, but there would definitely be a continuous war along the way, and there would be some delays.

At the same time, the Leiyin Temple.

Under the Leiyin Temple, this towering giant peak is named Lingshan by Rulai, around the foot of the mountain, there are Buddhist disciples all over the body, they sit cross-legged on the ground, disperse in a circle, sweep away at a glance, not to mention hundreds of thousands of people, chanting in unison, incomparably spectacular.

And there is a golden Buddha suspended in the sky above the Leiyin Temple, it is like a come, his body is bigger than the entire Leiyin Temple, and his chanting is the loudest.

The atmosphere was grim, and a sense of pre-war tension was rife.

Rulai closed his eyes, his face was solemn, which made people admire.

Rumble!

At this moment, the ground somewhere in front of Leiyin Temple suddenly broke, and a man in black broke out of the ground carrying Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong, who was covered in blood, fell to the ground and gasped, without even the strength to stand up.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples didn't hear Rulai continue to chant the scriptures, and couldn't help but look up at Lingshan, Rulai opened his eyes and frowned, and he said softly: "It's so badly injured, could it be that Hou Yi made a move?"

"No, it's Xiang Yu. The man in black spoke, and under the black hat was the face of a middle-aged man with a scar, the face was very ordinary, and it belonged to an existence that could no longer be found if it was put into the sea of people.

When he heard this, his brows furrowed even deeper, he didn't expect Xiang Yu to be so strong.

The last time they fought, he figured out Xiang Yu's strength, and he shouldn't be able to beat Sun Wukong at this moment.

What he didn't know was that Xiang Yu was riddled with merits in his previous life, and he was slowly getting stronger every second.

"When will Hall Master Xu arrive?" asked Rulai to the man in black.

"The hall master is already on his way here, and it is estimated that it will be half a day at most. The man in black said softly.

If you nod slightly, you can be honored by him as the hall master, and the other party is likely to belong to the forces of the six halls.

Then, Rulai waved his hand, and the golden brilliance fell on Sun Wukong's body, and a little starlight drilled into Sun Wukong's pores.

This scene made the man in black frown, even with his cultivation in the Great Luo Immortal Realm, he couldn't see through the mysteries of this method.

"Wake up, Goku, you can fight again. ”

Rulai said lightly, with a compassionate tone, as if waking up the newborn.

When the words fell, Sun Wukong's body began to tremble, and soon his eyes under the iron mask suddenly opened, and two blood lights burst out, piercing through the sky, his legs glared, and his backflip fell to the ground, smashing the ground down.

"Kill ......"

Sun Wukong roared in a low voice, like a cold wind blowing into the hearts of hundreds of thousands of Buddhist disciples, giving them goosebumps.

No one dared to turn their heads to each other, just looked up at Sun Wukong on Lingshan in awe, ridicule, banter, and sympathy.

The skin and flesh are stained with blood, and even the iron mask is stained with blood, and Sun Wukong at this moment reveals a violent and desolate temperament.

As if the sky is old and he can fight again.

"What a Monkey King. The man in black muttered to himself.

He sighed in his heart, if he had caught a good seedling.

Sun Wukong turned to face Lei Yin Temple, half-kneeling, silent, like a puppet.

Rulai didn't speak again, and the man in black came to sit under an old tree and began to practice, waiting for the arrival of the Great Qin Heavenly Court.

......

In a blink of an eye, half a day passed in a hurry.

The mighty army of the Great Qin Heavenly Court swept all the way, and the kingdom trembled and the dynasty was defeated everywhere it passed, without any effort.

"I am a punishment day, and I am here to worship Your Majesty!"

Qin Jun, who was practicing, was suddenly awakened by a domineering voice, he immediately frowned, and hurriedly got up and walked out of the sedan chair.

Xingtian is finally here!

At the same time, Hou Yi and Kuafu trembled with excitement, according to the mythological system of the flood wilderness, Xingtian is the second generation of great witches, born later than Hou Yi and Kuafu, but the three of them know each other, in this strange world, how can they not be excited to meet the third Wu clan's children?

Yang Jian, Hydra, Tang Sanzang, Nezha, Li Jing, Li Yuanba, Xiang Yu, etc., the gods and demons with memories of their previous lives all changed drastically.

Punishment day!

The last great witch of the Wu clan, and the most powerful witch, surpassing the ancestors, an unparalleled existence in the ages!

It is said that Chi You is also a great witch, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, but Chi You is strong, definitely not inferior to Xingtian, he and Xingtian fought against the Yellow Emperor together, and finally died tragically, if he wins, maybe the descendants are not the descendants of Huaxia, but the descendants of Chi You.

For the gods and demons of the Great War of the Gods and the Journey to the West, Xingtian is definitely a legend.

A god-like man, his influence even surpasses that of Hou Yi and Kuafu!

Hou Yi and Kuafu both died in the Lich Tribulation, and only Xingtian, even if he was beheaded, still wielded his dry qi to fight, and his will to fight affected countless living beings in later generations.

Following their gaze, they saw a burly man in a beast suit intercepting in front of the army, he was two feet tall, holding a shield in his left hand, an axe in his right hand, and his black hair shook like a flame.

He slowly raised his head, revealing a large, unruly and handsome face, thick eyebrows, unintimidating and angry, and his bronzed skin made his muscles look like they were made of steel.

Hou Yi and Kuafu flew out first.

"Xingtian, do you remember us?" Hou Yi asked in a trembling voice, Kuafu was also very excited, and the three burly men stood together, making the soldiers talk about it.

According to orthodox mythology, Xingtian, Houyi, and Kuafu have nothing to do with each other.

But with the popularization of the flood system in later generations, Hou Yi and Kuafu were the first generation of great witches, that is, the first batch of great witches formed by the essence of the twelve ancestors, and Xingtian was the second generation of great witches, belonging to the second batch.

In later generations, there was a TV series adaptation, saying that Hou Yi was the son of the ancient god of war Xingtian, which is pure nonsense.

Most of the gods and demons summoned by the system are close to the flood system, and after each god and demon has experienced the peak of gods and demons, they will regard the experience in each version of the myth as a reincarnation memory.

Xingtian has the memory of being a great witch, the memory of the Emperor of the Heavens, and the memory of the decisive battle with the Yellow Emperor, just like the reincarnation of the third world.

So in the face of Hou Yi and Kuafu, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he said softly: "Two brothers, long time no see!"

The second generation of great witches does not mean that Xingtian is the younger generation of Hou Yi and Kua's father.

The great witches are all condensed with the essence and blood of the ancestral witches, and the same is true of the second generation of great witches.

Even if the Great Witch imitates the ancestral witch to condense the offspring with essence blood, it is difficult to produce a Wu warrior with the talent of the Great Witch, just like the Twelve Ancestral Witches are transformed by the essence blood of Pangu, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches are inferior to Pangu.

Of course, the Wu clan will also multiply, and the bloodlines of the Wu warriors who have bred will only become thinner and thinner.

"Why did you show up?" asked Kuafu, holding back his excitement.

Xingtian shrugged his shoulders and smiled, looked at Qin Jun flying behind them, and said with a smile: "I am Xingtian, I heard that Your Majesty is fighting in the Western Regions, and I have come to worship and support!"

Unlike Hou Yi and Kua's father, who take the relationship between the Wu clan so seriously, Xingtian, who has the memory of Emperor Slashing Heaven, is more domineering and arrogant in his bones, and the memory of reincarnation for several generations makes his feelings for the two elder brothers not very deep.

The third more! It involves the flood again, some small encyclopedias don't jump, don't measure the flood you see, each flood has a different place and the author's understanding, it's good to read it~~~ Tomorrow at noon!

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