Chapter 43 is full of pride

"Your uncle's. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ。。 You are ... Playing with the yin... ！”

Cangying screamed out this sentence viciously, and then the huge snake's head drooped, and the entire upper half of the snake's body shattered in the hundred-meter void with a pop, as if the life function was over.

Wukong put away the god-killing and silently stared at the large floating demon snake corpses on the water, and there was a bloody cleansing in the depths of his heart.

"It's been a long time, and I haven't killed a demon!"

He stroked the killing spirit in his hand, and for a while he felt a little excited and enthusiastic.

This feeling is really refreshing!

In a trance, he suddenly heard a muffled sound under the water not far away, and a fist-sized gray halo flew out quickly from under the water, and the arrow fled high into the distance.

"Not good!" Wukong slapped his thigh, the monkey's eyes were round, and as soon as his legs stepped on the water, he was about to chase after him, but it was too late.

Because, the gray halo that has escaped a long distance is Cangying's primordial spirit.

At this time, it is too late to chase again.

"Quack, damn stinky monkey, I said it, the deity is a sacred relic of heaven and earth, with nine lives, and no one can kill me!"

"Remember, you and I will never die, ten years later, it will be your sacrifice day!" After saying this, Cangying's Yuan Shen disappeared from Wukong's field of vision with a pop.

"Hey, why did my grandson forget this again?"

Looking at the direction in which Cangying Yuan Shen disappeared, Wukong secretly felt annoyed, because when he killed another nine-headed insect five hundred years ago, he let that guy escape because of a moment of soft-heartedness and negligence.

Annoyance is chagrin, there is no regret medicine in the world.

After a few moments, Wukong sank all the remaining remains of Cangying to the bottom of the water, washed them in the lake again, and quickly left the place after carefully examining them to make sure that nothing suspicious was left.

We have to be very cautious in doing things now, and it can't leave a trace for anyone.

Walking on the way back, reminiscing about the moment of breakthrough at the bottom of the lake, he suddenly realized that it was really not easy to break through a small realm.

Just now, I almost overturned the boat in the gutter.

This made him can't help but think of all kinds of learning art back then, when the progress was rapid, and it was really too easy and simple compared to now.

He swung his fist a few times.

After this mana was restored to the late stage of the Spirit Realm, it felt really different compared to the middle stage of the Spirit Realm.

At this moment, not only did the bruises left by fighting with the demon snake all recover, but he also felt that his whole body was filled with a wild power, and he didn't feel the embarrassment and pressure of the previous injury at all.

Especially the divine soul, with the ascension of the realm, the primordial spirit has also gained a lot of benefits in silence.

This is the difference that comes with each realm ascension.

This is the refreshing brought by power!

It's been a long time since Goku has experienced such a feeling.

"However, the speed of such an ascension is still too slow!" Wukong said secretly.

Thinking that a few days ago, he was still a cultivator of the three worlds of heaven, earth and man, fighting to defeat the Buddha, and his magic was under one person and above ten thousand, and he was admired and majestic.

According to the order of Heavenly Court's mana, the level of the spell is at least the level of the Great Sage or the Great Luo Golden Immortal!

But now he is not even qualified to lift shoes for ordinary immortals, so how long will it take to improve slowly?

"Do you really have to wait until three months after what Bodhi said?"

It is estimated that before he could recover as before, he was already captured and tortured to death by those bastards of the Heavenly Court.

No, you have to play with your life to increase your mana.

In this world of cultivating immortals, the weak eat the strong, and the most important thing is potential, qualifications, chance, and creation, but more attention is paid to personal efforts.

The so-called qualification is innate, and the so-called potential, as the name suggests, is the physique, comprehension, and so on of each person's cultivation of immortals.

Even if some people practice all their lives, they can't break through the realm of immortals until they die;

And some people can become immortals and attain the Tao in just a few years, more than ten years, or even a few months of cultivation, and they are reborn, which is about personal potential and understanding.

The so-called chance and creation, it is even more subtle, such as the famous teacher who casts, occasionally gets immortal fruits and treasures, or gets the financial support of the Heavenly Court and the Immortal Sect, and uses the rich resources in his hands to quickly improve the time and realm of cultivators' cultivation, and so on.

Of course, all of the above can be met but not sought.

Now, there is no time to think about who is harming him and who is taking the lead in betraying him, and this kind of thinking is useless in the face of the current dilemma, and thinking about it again will only increase the annoyance and uselessness.

The only thing he has to do now is to use all the resources at his disposal, do his best to protect himself, hide himself, and desperately improve his combat effectiveness.

Now, the injury has healed, and the only way to recover and break through to the next realm as soon as possible is king.

I think that back then, I went from a stone monkey to cross the sea to find the fairy road, and I was determined to make great achievements, and after more than 20 years, I have already built the avenue.

And now, I have no teacher, no power, no friends, and I am embattled, what should I do?

"So what?"

Wukong puffed up his chest to the sky, and for a while he was a little proud.

Back then, my old grandson went down to the underworld and went to the heavenly palace, no one could make me bow my head, no one could make me bend my knees.

This has not been done before, not now, and not in the future!

This world is muddy and confused, and it must be understood.

Or maybe what about beating him to pieces and breaking him to pieces!

Anyway, this world is the world of the strong.

Wukong thought about not running, and gradually got closer to the cave where Hu Ling lived.

In the distance, the figure of the fox spirit stood alone in front of the cave, looking up into the distance.