Nezha's immortal power has lost a lot, especially the loss of the Golden Fire Extinguishing Spear to blast open the thunder power grid is the greatest, if you want to subdue this flame spear, you can't do it without enough immortal power to support it.

Sun Wukong's fight over the wine came at the right time, Nezha was not polite, opened his mouth and put the wine into his mouth, and after swallowing it, the medicinal power quickly dispersed to the limbs and hundreds of remains, turning into a rolling immortal yuan force and replenishing it to the dry meridians.

"Wukong, thank you!"

"Don't speak, take in the divine soldiers with peace of mind!"

Sun Wukong interrupted Nezha's words of thanks, and said in a deep voice, Nezha nodded, and urged the immortal power to instill it into the flame spear with all his might, and at the same time infiltrated his own essence and blood, this kind of high-grade innate spirit treasure level divine weapon, worthy of using the blood sacrifice technique.

"Ang~!"

The dragon-shaped pattern on the spear was constantly twisting, trying its best to resist the erosion of Nezha's immortal power and essence blood, and the flames burning on the spear became more and more scorching, but Nezha gritted his teeth and endured it hard, holding the body of the spear tightly, and integrating his immortal power and essence blood into the flame spear little by little.

Gradually, the resistance of the Flame Lance began to weaken, and the struggle of the dragon-shaped Dao pattern also fell silent, and the dragon's mouth at the head of the spear swallowed the entire Flame Spear and then fell silent, without the slightest movement.

"It's done!"

Nezha's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of essence crossed under his eyes, and the flames on the spear in his hand suddenly withdrew into the body of the spear, and the entire body of the spear became simple, but the dragon-shaped patterns and the dragon mouth of the tip of the spear could still reflect the extraordinaryness of this spear.

"Congratulations, Nezha, what's the name of this divine soldier?"

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said happily to Nezha, this high-grade innate spirit treasure level divine soldier has been completely subdued by Nezha, although Nezha's hands are about to be burned, but finally there is a harvest, the burns on his hands will be fine after a while, to be able to get such a congenital high-grade spirit treasure level divine soldier, Nezha can use it as the basis to comprehend the power of the realm.

"Red Flame Dragon Spear!A high-grade innate spirit treasure, which can devour all the spear weapons below it, with a red lotus karmic fire, can incinerate all things, and contains a special move, the Red Flame Ascending Dragon Strike, how powerful it is is not very clear. ”

Nezha did not hide it, and told all the attributes of the red flame dragon spear, hearing that Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and a touch of envy flashed in the eyes of Erlang God Yang Jian, the divine weapon of the top-grade innate spirit treasure is already rare, this red flame dragon spear even comes with red lotus fire and gun moves, it is simply the best among the top-grade innate spirit treasure divine weapons, if it weren't for Sun Wukong's wishful golden hoop stick, I'm afraid he would also envy Nezha.

"Brother Yang, it's still early, and your divine soldiers will definitely appear!"

After Nezha comforted Erlang God Yang Jian for a few words, he took the Red Flame Dragon Spear into his body, sat cross-legged and recovered, his hands were not lightly injured by the Red Lotus Karma Fire attached to the Red Flame Dragon Lance, and he had to hurry up to force out the residual destructive power of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, otherwise it would adversely affect his future cultivation.

Although Erlang God Yang Jian is very envious of Nezha, but it is just envy, there is no slightest jealousy, and there is no need to be jealous, now there is still more than half a month before the January period, and the black hole of time and space will appear for a total of ten days, and now there are seven full days left, he doesn't believe that he can't get the divine soldier he wants in seven days!

Sun Wukong is also not in a hurry, he entered this platform mainly for cultivation, but the treasures are secondary, speaking of which he has a lot of treasures now, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, the Absolute Immortal Sword and the Trapping Immortal Sword are all top-grade innate spirit treasures, and the Chaos Divine Bead has reached the level of the superb innate spirit treasure after so many years of warm cultivation, and the magic weapon is such a thing, in the essence but not in the many, otherwise the Buddha would not have been swept away by the Taishang Laojun Wind and Fire Futon when he was a Duobao Daoist.

Of course, if you really encounter a magic weapon that suits your heart, Sun Wukong will not let it go, just forget about the general magic weapon, the great sage's vision is very picky!

Meditation and cultivation, another five days have passed, and various magic weapons have flashed in the black hole of time and space from time to time, including weapons, armor, and various other uses, but Sun Wukong and Erlang God Yang Jian have not made a move, because the grade of these things is too low, and they can't look at it.

Sun Wukong is now only interested in the congenital high-grade spirit treasure, and what Erlang God Yang Jian wants to get is the congenital high-grade spirit treasure level divine soldier, if he chooses the magic weapon indiscriminately, then there will be no extra energy to collect other magic weapons, in case he misses the congenital high-grade spirit treasure level divine soldier, then Yang Jian will not cry to death!

There is still a day and a half left in the time, Erlang God Yang Jian gradually became a little unbreathable, Sun Wukong looked indifferent, it is naturally good to be able to get the treasure, it doesn't hurt if you can't get it, this sea of immortal qi can help him absorb the essence blood of the ancestral witch in the fastest time to break through to the half-step quasi-saint realm, this is the biggest harvest of this trip!

Swish!

Another magic weapon flew through the black hole of time and space, it was a long knife of the middle grade innate spirit treasure level, Erlang God Yang Jian couldn't help it, and as soon as he gritted his teeth and stood up, he was about to take off and rush into the black hole of time and space, but he was grabbed by Sun Wukong by the arm.

"Yang Jian, don't be impulsive!"

Sun Wukong shook his head at Erlang God Yang Jian, "This long knife is of low grade, it is not suitable for you!"

Sun Wukong is very clear about the intentions of Erlang God Yang Jian, and his heart is to get a top-grade innate spirit treasure divine weapon, as a basis to comprehend the domain power, although the long knife of the medium-grade innate spirit treasure can also be used as a basis to comprehend the domain power, but the strength of the comprehended domain is definitely not as good as the top-grade innate spirit treasure divine weapon, if it is used as a natal divine weapon, it is a big loss, everyone can only have one natal divine weapon, even if Yang Jian gets a better divine weapon in the future, it will not be able to refine it as a natal divine weapon!

"Sun Wukong, you let go!"

Erlang God Yang Jian frowned, there was only half a day left, and he had no choice!

"It's not the last minute yet, don't give up so easily!"

Sun Wukong still shook his head, he regarded Erlang God Yang Jian as a brother who could share hardships with wealth and nobility in the future, and naturally he couldn't watch him do something that he would regret for the rest of his life because of his momentary eagerness.

After such a while, the long knife of the middle grade innate spirit treasure level had disappeared in the black hole of time and space, and a touch of anger flashed in the eyes of Erlang God Yang Jian, and he shook off Sun Wukong's arm and roared: "Sun Wukong, are you afraid that I will surpass you after I get the top-grade innate spirit treasure divine weapon and comprehend the power of the realm?"

"I'm afraid you'll exceed?

Sun Wukong was stunned.

"Then why are you blocking me?"

The corners of Erlang God Yang Jian's eyes trembled, and the blue tendons on his forehead were a little violent because of anger.

"Yang Jian, my old grandson asks you, are you really satisfied with the long knife of the medium-grade innate spirit treasure, will you use it as a natal divine weapon?"

Sun Wukong's brows also furrowed, his face sank, and he asked in a very serious voice.

"I ......"

Erlang God Yang Jian was a little speechless, of course he was not satisfied with the mid-grade innate spirit treasure level divine soldier, but now there was no time to choose for him, could it be that when he entered this rooftop platform, he would have to return empty-handed?

"Since you're not satisfied, let's wait and see! Until the last moment, how do you know that there won't be a top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure Divine Weapon that suits your heart?"

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said, "If there is no satisfactory divine soldier at the last moment, my old Sun is responsible for helping you find one!"

"Sun Wukong, are you serious? aren't you coaxing me?"

Erlang God Yang Jian looked at Sun Wukong with some surprise, as if he was meeting Sun Wukong for the first time, a high-grade innate spirit treasure level divine soldier, that is not easy to get, not to mention that it is still suitable for Erlang God Yang Jian's divine soldier, the degree of difficulty is beyond imagination, even if he gets it, such a divine soldier Sun Wukong will not keep it for himself, will he be willing to give it to him?

"My grandson has always been a man of his word, and what he says never counts!"

Sun Wukong straightened his waist and said loudly, he never deceived his friends with lies, and he naturally had to do it, but if he dealt with the enemy, then any means could be used, and there was no need to apologize and burden.

"Okay, I'll listen to you once, count me Yang Jian as owing you a favor!"

Erlang God Yang Jian sighed, Sun Wukong said so, no matter how crooked he chirped, it was too stingy, so let's be patient and wait, maybe there will really be a divine soldier who suits his heart?

Another half a day passed, and a few magic weapons flashed in the black hole of time and space again, but none of them were used by Erlang God Yang Jian, and they were not even as good as the previous middle-grade innate spirit treasure long knife, Sun Wukong's brows began to wrinkle, do you really want to help Erlang God Yang Jian find a high-grade innate spirit treasure level long knife, that is difficult to do!

"Huh?

The space-time black hole began to tremble, this is a precursor to the imminent closure, just when Sun Wukong and Erlang God Yang Jian felt depressed, suddenly Sun Wukong's Void Breaking Star eyes saw a purple light passing from the edge of the space-time black hole, and suddenly his eyes lit up, it was a purple halberd with a translucent body, and the breath diffused from the halberd body was definitely a top-grade innate spirit treasure!

"Yang Jian, your divine soldier is here!"

didn't have time to think about it, Sun Wukong laughed loudly, his body rose into the air and rushed towards the edge of the black hole of time and space, the Ruyi golden hoop stick appeared in his hand, and with a "long", the Ruyi golden hoop stick suddenly became longer and stretched straight into the black hole of time and space, and stopped towards the purple halberd, "Leave it for my old grandson!"

Bang!

The thunder suddenly appeared, and the black thunder at the edge of the space-time black hole surged out and blasted towards Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong was too close to the edge of the space-time black hole, and now it was the time when the space-time black hole began to disintegrate, the black thunder was extremely unstable, sensing Sun Wukong's approach, and suddenly broke out to attack.

(End of chapter)