Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick in his hand and walked towards the center of the stone forest step by step, the expression on his face was quite solemn, but in the depths of his eyes was more excitement, an excitement that he had never had.

He had pulled out that broken knife seven times before, and each time he could feel an extremely fierce sword intent in it, and the power of that sword intent he had never seen in anyone before.

There is no doubt that the person who left this broken knife is very strong, and it is even very likely that he is a strong person who entered the realm of saints with the path of the sword!

Of course, this is not the most fundamental reason for his excitement, the reason why he is so excited is because he feels a trace of the breath of a special holy way in this broken knife, Sun Wukong dares to conclude that it is the breath of a person who has become holy in the flesh, which happens to coincide with the path of sanctification he is taking now!

"I didn't expect that there are really people who have become holy in the flesh in the Three Realms, could it be a certain god in ancient times?" Sun Wukong stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of anticipation.

This shows that the path he took was not wrong, at least someone had seen the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain!

"Boom!" Suddenly, Sun Wukong blasted behind him with a stick, and suddenly a blood-red figure appeared out of the void, and was directly knocked back by Sun Wukong!

This is a ghost-like existence, the whole body is blood-red, the tongue sticks out of the elder, and there is blood flowing out of the seven orifices, looking at Sun Wukong, there is a trace of longing in his eyes!

"Hmph!" Sun Wukong snorted coldly, the golden hoop stick in his hand hummed, his body turned into a golden light, and he blasted towards the blood-colored figure again!

A series of seven sticks blasted out, the blood shadow finally couldn't resist, a sharp howl, directly turned into a cloud of blood mist and dissipated in the air, Sun Wukong stepped over, frowned and picked up a coagulated dark red blood drop from the ground!

"It's just a drop of blood transformed, and the strength is equivalent to the strength of an earth immortal powerhouse who has survived five heavenly tribulations, is this the strength of the physical body after becoming holy?" Sun Wukong muttered to himself, his eyes brighter!

Suddenly, his hands clenched violently, and suddenly the dark red blood droplets directly turned into dust and fell from between his fingers, and at the same time, behind him, two identical blood-colored figures pounced from behind the stone pillar, panting!

"Come on!" Wang Hu snorted coldly, and the golden hoop stick in his hand flickered and rushed forward again!

When Sun Wukong walked to the center of this stone forest with blood, he saw the scene in front of him, even he, the Monkey King, who had experienced countless life and death battles five hundred years ago, was still full of shock!

On a towering stone pillar, a huge headless corpse was tied to it, the corpse was long covered in blood and shriveled, but the skin still took on a powerful bronze.

Underneath this corpse, a man in a black robe knelt on one knee, and the man in the black robe was carrying a wide black knife behind him.

"That broken knife should be what he left!" Sun Wukong made an instant judgment, but his eyes did not stay on the man in black for too long, but walked towards the bronze giant corpse step by step.

"One step further, die!" Suddenly, a cold voice spoke, hoarse with a hint of jerkiness, and it was obvious that it had not spoken for a long time!

"Well, are you still alive?" Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and looked at the man kneeling on the ground!

The man who had no breath at all, like a corpse, gradually gained a trace of vitality, like a treasure knife that had been sealed for countless years slowly unsheathed, he slowly stood up and turned his head to look at Sun Wukong!

It was an angular man, and the most conspicuous thing was a star dot flickering at the center of his eyebrows, in which the shadow of a knife could be faintly seen.

The vicissitudes of time didn't seem to have left too many traces on him, and when he straightened up, Sun Wukong seemed to hear the trembling of countless swords!

"Since you don't let Lao Sun get close, then what do you mean by leaving a broken knife outside?" Sun Wukong didn't care about the man's threat at all, and danced a stick with a golden hoop stick in his hand, and asked with a smile!

"You are not the one to wait for the master, but I will not kill you if you can come here, you can go back!" the man spoke again, this time speaking more normally, but the words he said were even more arrogant!

Sun Wukong couldn't help grinning when he heard this: "Kill me? No one in the entire Three Realms dares to say that he can kill my old grandson?"

"Sonorous!" the man said no more, the long black knife behind his back swished out of its sheath, stretched out its thin palm and grasped it, and slowly pointed at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong's eyes froze, the smile on his face converged, and he slammed the golden hoop stick into the ground.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, just looked at each other silently, although neither of them moved, but the qi machine had already begun to pull and collide with each other!

"Bang!" A strange sound sounded between the two, and then the two of them couldn't help but take three steps back at the same time, whether it was Sun Wukong or the man with the knife on his back, his eyes were a little dignified at the moment.

"You are indeed very strong, and you are very similar to my master, but don't force me to make a move!" the man spoke again, his previous arrogance was much more restrained, and the strong were respected no matter when they were!

Sun Wukong was originally the kind of person who eats soft and not hard, but when he heard this, he laughed: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, my old grandson didn't come here to fight!"

Sun Wukong smiled, the golden hoop stick disappeared in a flash, and at the same time sat on the ground with a butt, glanced at the corpse of the headless giant on the stone pillar, and slowly closed his eyes!

The man with the knife on his back saw that Sun Wukong did not mean to approach his master again and did not make any more movements, turned his head and respectfully saluted the corpse of the headless giant, and knelt on the ground on one knee again, the breath on his body began to converge, and soon became lifeless again!

The sun rises and sets, and in a blink of an eye, three days have passed, Sun Wukong opened his eyes suddenly, the golden light on his body flowed for a while, he let out a long breath of turbidity, stretched out his palm, and at this moment there was a drop of bright red blood on his palm that was emitting blood!

"I think I know who he is!The god who was killed together in the battle of the gods, the god of war!" Sun Wukong muttered to himself, his palms clenched violently, and the bright red blood disappeared suddenly!

"Thank you for this drop of the blood of the god of war, when the old grandson gets out of trouble, he will definitely come back to help you!" Sun Wukong smiled, and his body turned into a golden light and rushed out of the stone forest in an instant!

The black-robed man kneeling on the ground behind him couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth and laughed, looking up at the headless corpse respectfully: "Master, your third drop of blood has finally been sent, I hope this demon monkey will not live up to your expectations!"

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