"Manifest the True Monarch?"

Looking at the majestic figure floating from outside, the little white dragon stood up with a bang.

"Manifest Saint True Monarch?" Wukong looked back in amazement when he heard this, but after a closer look, his face changed suddenly.

"So it's you?" he frowned, and slammed his palm on the desk in front of him.

This Manifestation True Monarch, many years ago, had a battle with him, and he vaguely remembered that this guy should be from the Heavenly Palace.

Heavenly Palace, although he has not really fought with his Monkey Sect, but one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, Heavenly Palace, Sha Tian and his Monkey Sect, war is coming sooner or later!

"Is it you?" At this moment, the Manifest Sage Zhenjun, who had already walked in, had already recognized Sun Wukong, his brows furrowed, and his smile was faintly stiff.

"What, you two know each other?" Xiao Bailong looked at the Manifestation Saint Zhenjun whose smile stopped abruptly, and then turned his head to look at Wukong, who had a somewhat strange expression, and was a little stunned for a while.

A few minutes later, the three of them sat down again, but the situation was a little awkward.

"What, the Heavenly Palace has been destroyed?" Hearing the truth from the Manifest Saint True Monarch, Wukong and Little White Dragon were both taken aback.

The destruction of the Heavenly Palace is shocking news!

"Brother Xiansheng, is this true?" the little white dragon took a breath of cold air, and seemed a little unacceptable for a while.

It's no wonder that in the past few decades, Tiangong's power has become famous from nothing, and it suddenly became bigger and stronger overnight, until it covered the sky and divided the world, and the speed of its rise was simply staggering!

And to this day, no one has ever seen the true face of the Heavenly Palace Palace Master, let alone the true identity of the Heavenly Palace Palace Master.

"The Heavenly Palace was destroyed, and what force was it destroyed?" Seeing that Wukong was silent, the little white dragon thought about it and asked again.

"Cover the sky!" "Manifest Saint Zhenjun took a sip of tea, and said lightly.

"Covering the sky?" The little white dragon was stunned again when he heard this, and only after a long time did he say: "Also, in this world, the only one who can destroy the Heavenly Palace is to cover the sky!"

"When did this happen?"

"It was yesterday!"

"Yesterday?, such a fast speed?" the little white dragon was taken aback again, covering the sky, such a powerful strength!

The Manifestation Saint True Monarch's eyes wandered, and he inadvertently glanced at Wukong, who was still meditating, and said again: "That's right, just last night, the 1,276 rudders of the Heavenly Palace in the South Zhanbu Continent, the North Julu Continent and the West Niu He Continent, nearly one million disciples, were all uprooted overnight, and all the personnel died inexplicably, and the death was quite miserable!"

"One thousand two hundred and seventy-six rudders?"

"Nearly a million Christians, really... All dead?" The little white dragon smashed his mouth, and suddenly felt his throat a little dry.

Was the once incredibly powerful Heavenly Palace wiped out overnight?

"That's right!"

"The Lord of the Heavenly Palace?"

"The Lord of the Heavenly Palace disappeared mysteriously, I heard that he escaped with a few of his subordinates, but I'm afraid it will be more auspicious!" Speaking of this, the Manifest Sage True Monarch put down the tea bowl in his hand and sighed softly.

"The Heavenly Palace was destroyed, and the Lord of the Heavenly Palace disappeared mysteriously, so why are you here?" Wukong, who had been stunned, had a look in his eyes like electricity, and suddenly asked coldly.

"Why can't I be here?" Manifest True Monarch also stared at Wukong with his eyes like electricity.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be from the Heavenly Palace!"

"What, are you from the Heavenly Palace?" the little white dragon looked very surprised, obviously, he didn't know about it!

"What, am I wrong?" said Wukong.

"No, if you're not mistaken, I should have been a person from the Heavenly Palace, but not all!" "The Manifestation Saint True Monarch slightly avoided Wukong's compelling gaze and casually glanced at the little white dragon, "I am only interested in the Heavenly Palace, it's just because I had a small promise with the Lord of the Heavenly Palace countless years ago, and that promise has been fulfilled many years ago, so I'm not from the Heavenly Palace!"

"So, do you know the Lord of the Heavenly Palace?" the little white dragon put away his surprised expression, and suddenly became a little interested. The legendary Lord of the Heavenly Palace, behind the mysterious one, what kind of story is there, anyone will be curious.

Sure enough, even Wukong pricked up his ears when he heard it, and he was faintly curious.

"Hmm!" the Manifest True Monarch nodded without denial.

"Then she... Who the hell is it?"

"A miserable man!" "The Manifest Saint True Monarch seemed to hesitate, he coughed lightly, and then said ambiguously: "A poor man who is wounded all over his body by love and fate!"

"A miserable man?"

"A poor man bruised by love and fate?"

Wukong and Little White Dragon asked in unison.

"Yes!"

"And who is she?" the little white dragon glanced at Wukong and continued to ask.

"This... After being slightly stunned, the Manifest Saint True Monarch suddenly stood up and looked out of the courtyard with his eyes like electricity.

"Who is it?" he waved his hand, and a faint glow shot towards the place where his eyes looked.

"Bold!" At the same time, Wukong also roared angrily, and his body fell backwards, floating down more than ten meters away.

"Hahaha, the coast of the East China Sea, the scenery is really unique, and it's really beautiful!" In the laughter, several figures stepped on the wind and clouds, whistling and flying in from outside.

"Who are you who dare to trespass on my dragon clan's forbidden land!" Seeing that there was no warning outside, someone broke in, and the little white dragon couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

The people who are responsible for guarding this place are all the elite leaders of the Dragon Clan, and they are all young masters who have been trained by him personally, and now they have quietly let the enemy in, and it is estimated that the dozens of disciples of the Water Clan are already fierce.

"Presumptuous!" he waved his right hand, and a water dragon galloped away in anger, flying to the chest of one of the people in the middle, but it froze suddenly, and then shattered into thousands of water droplets with a bang.

"Are you the ones who cover the sky?" Wukong said coldly, folding his hands behind his back.

"How do you know?" The middle-aged man with yellow hair and blue beard in the middle was slightly stunned, and then swept his cold eyes like a sword.

"Hmph, today, apart from covering the sky, who else would dare to intrude into other people's territory so unscrupulously?" Wukong did not shy away from the other party's vicious eyes, and said sarcastically.

"Hahahaha, count yourself insightful!" The middle-aged man with yellow hair and blue beard was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed wildly.

"You brought them in?" Seeing that he had missed a move, Xiao Bailong frowned, and turned his head to look at the Manifest Saint True Monarch.

"It's not me!" "Manifest Saint Zhenjun shrugged his shoulders slightly, looking innocent!" "These bastards, their noses are too smart!"

"Hmph, you little Heavenly Palace remnant, when I clean them up, I'll clean you up later!" The yellow-haired and blue-bearded middle-aged man's nostrils sneered softly, and with a dip in his left hand, a flickering scarlet blood sword pointed at the little white dragon from afar.