"Supreme Treasure, it's time to wake up. ”

In his sleep, Sun Wukong heard a familiar call, kind and gentle and distant, hopeful, but imminent, he knew that it was time to wake up, he smiled and opened the pair of eyes that made the Three Realms tremble, and the eyes that were entangled in flames in the past carried a touch of tenderness.

"Zixia, am I asleep?" he blinked his eyes, confused.

He is also in Huaguo Mountain, there is a fruit tree at the highest point of the mountain, the fruit tree seems to be able to connect to the clouds in the sky, a long time ago, he liked to sit under this tree, holding the grass, looking up, looking up at the sky, looking at the colorful glow in the sky.

At that time, he was just a monkey, not a supreme treasure, nor a Monkey King, fighting to defeat the Buddha, just a little monkey, he didn't think about being in harmony with the sky, he didn't think about accompanying Jiang Liu'er's little boy to get the Western Scripture, he just wanted to watch the moon eat and drink, sit on the monkey king, and have three thousand female monkeys.

"How long have I been asleep?" he got up, looking at Zixia, Zixia held her hands and blinked her eyes, even if she experienced thousands of reincarnations, it would not fade, and it would be sealed in his memory forever.

"For a long time, for a long time. Zixia blinked.

"Zixia, I had a dream, in the dream, the eight thousand heavy heavenly palaces, one heavy and one heavy, the ten thousand Buddhas in the Great Leiyin Temple, one by one, fell into a round of death, I, Master, Bajie, Lao Sha, Little White Dragon, all the people, died. ”

"It was just a dream. ”

"But in my dreams, I lost you. He lowered his head, and his furry monkey paw grabbed Zixia's fair-skinned Qianqian's fine hand, using all his strength, for fear that the next moment, he would lose her.

Suddenly, he let go of his hand and jumped up from Zixia's arms, he looked at the sky with wide eyes, through the layers of colorful glow, he couldn't see the immortal Lingxiao Treasure Palace, nor could he see the Buddha's light shining on the Great Leiyin Temple.

"Heavenly Court, Lingshan?" he cried out so eagerly that even he couldn't notice that his voice had completely changed.

The memory that had been sleeping in the depths of his mind revived in his mind, it was not a dream, it was reality.

The universe that has been calm for 10,000 years, suddenly trembling non-stop, one by one black holes, with no end in sight, suddenly appeared, on the other side of the black hole, the Jade Emperor sent a full 30,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to investigate, and three days later, 30,000 white jade life cards in the heavenly palace quietly shattered into countless powders.

Another day passed, and in the black hole, there was a loud noise, and a moan was overwhelmed, as if someone was about to come out.

Immediately afterwards, the black hole shattered, and countless sons of the great thousand from another universe invaded the mythical universe, and under the leadership of the countless great thousand lords, from the end of the black hole that did not know where it leads, they killed the heavens and all the worlds of the mythical universe.

This is a conspiracy! It is a conspiracy that the Heaven Swallowing Universe has planned for countless epochs!

They infiltrated the heavens and all the worlds step by step, passed their deeds to the brains of mortals, and wrote novels and animations that were worshiped and admired by countless people, so as to pass on the belief in the heaven-swallowing universe to thousands of countless eras, and the faith was gone!

People know that the Supreme Yan Emperor Fang Yan Yunlan Sect has a three-year covenant, but they don't know that there is a Jade Emperor, such as the Buddha.

People know that Lin Dong, the ancestor of the anti-heaven martial arts, broke into the ice spirit clan for his wife, but they didn't know that Yang Jian split the mountain to save his mother, and his mother fell into the eighteenth layer of hell

People know Xiao Han, Wang Yi, Long Lin, Hongmeng, Shi Hao, Yefan, but they don't know that there are Pangu, Hongjun, Nuwa, Sun Wukong, and Zhen Yuanzi.

Devouring faith with faith is for, devouring the sky!

The last scene in the memory is that Meng Changsheng gathered the power of faith collected by the heavens and all the worlds, pointing to me to seal the heavens, the heavenly Dao Hongjun, was sealed in Zixiao Palace, and the seven saints were banished to the endless turbulent time and space.

But he can't forget!

I can't forget the righteous brother Zhen Yuanzi who was smashed by the Daqian Sage with the golden bridge on the other side!

I can't forget the Nezha who ripped off all three heads and six arms in the Futu Tower, and was shattered!

I can't forget the little white dragon that the Supreme Flame Emperor pulled out the dragon tendons, and still let out a roar, and he didn't hesitate to fight to the death!

I can't forget the Erlang God who killed the ancestor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon, was destroyed by countless crazy Taixu Ancient Dragons, and blew up the eye of the sky!

Die in battle! Die in battle! Die in battle! The majestic heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, Arhat King Kong, fell like dumplings like crazy, sprinkled all over every corner of the heavens and all worlds!

Zixia was silent, and the wind blew her hair.

"Zixia, you tell me, you tell me!" The monkey collapsed in front of Zixia frantically, grabbing Zixia's clothes with both hands, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Dead, all dead. Zixia covered her face, and tears gushed out uncontrollably, five hundred years ago, Zixia also cried like this in front of him, but at that time, he was called the Supreme Treasure.

The monkey shook his body, King Kong's incorruptible body trembled, he stretched out his hand to touch the air, fragrant, peach blossoms, fruits, monkeys and monkeys, water curtain caves, one scene after another assembled into a picture, beautiful.

"Hehe..." he suddenly laughed, the smile was so abrupt, so weird, so frightening, "Zixia, take it." ”

He opened his mouth and said, his voice was so tired, he went west to find the Bodhi Patriarch, the journey was difficult and dangerous, he was not tired, he made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, 100,000 heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals pressed down, thunder and lightning smashed, knives and guns stabbed, life in the gossip furnace is worse than death, he was not tired, on the way to the west, ninety-nine eighty-one difficult, demons and monsters, he was not tired.

Today, he's tired, and he just wants to get a good night's sleep forever.

"You know, these illusory scenes can't hide from my eyes. Zixia's snow-white arm wrapped around the bell and moved slightly, but in the end, it was not raised.

"I told you to take it!" his voice suddenly increased several times, his hidden fangs bulging out like a youkai about to eat people.

Zixia silently shed tears, raised her arm, the bell made a crisp and pleasant sound in the wind, this ringtone that sounded interesting in the past, but at this time, it seemed so harsh.

Everything has changed, the devastated mountain, the ruins, the splendid Great Sage Palace collapsed, and the holy place that the demons of the Three Realms once longed for the most no longer exists, symbolizing the throne of the Great Sage of the Demon Clan, fragmented, mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, no trees, flowers and fruits, only, the smoke of gunpowder after the war, and blood.

Memories rushed into his mind like the wind, and the pain was as if the spell had not yet been removed, and he covered his head like crazy, rolling, smashing the ground, and he roared, pulling the golden rod out of his ear, and struck everything around him, trying to destroy everything in front of him.

"I can't forget! I can't forget! I can't forget!"

Memory, back.

The myths of the East, the myths of the West, under the invasion of the Heaven Devouring Universe, are all going to perish!

Mount Olympus was broken in two, Zeus fell in front of the altar of the divine fire, and the divine fire that had been burning for tens of thousands of years was extinguished!

Hera, the queen of heaven, died on the body of Zeus, the trident was divided into three and scattered, Hades Hades turned into a black bull and fell, Hestia, Ares, Hermes, Hezhestus, Apollo, Parasephone, Dionysus, Artemis, countless countless gods that were regarded as beliefs by mortals fell at the feet of the Emperor Yefan of the Era.

Asaph Garden, Valhalla Palace, Odin's elite warriors who have been preparing to break through the Eastern World for countless years have been ready to fight, countless shining armors, spears are like the sun piercing the darkness, under the leadership of Odin, under the leadership of the gods, waiting for the enemy to come.

A big tripod was smashed, Odin, who had ruled the Norse gods for 90,000 years, the king of the gods, was easily taken away, his son, angrily smashed a huge hammer, the goddess sang a war song loudly, sent spears and bows to the irresistible enemy, the huge palace, densely covered with the corpses of countless gods and elite warriors, and the garden of Asaph was burned by fire.

Just as in mythology, the magnificent Valhalla Shrine collapsed, the golden palaces of the gods were reduced to rubble, homes were reduced to ruins, the World Tree was burned, and the Holy Kings of the Ages stood on this ruin.

This is the end of the myth, Ragnarok!

In front of the Emperor of Heroic Heaven, who wielded the red scythe that harvested everything, even God was about to fall into hell, and the angels were wailing and breaking their wings!

Heavenly Court, the Three Thousand Heavy Heavenly Palace, and countless gorgeous palaces, suddenly collapsed, and in the brilliance swept like ocean waves, they disintegrated and dissolved layer by layer, and the Nantian Gate, which had never been breached head-on since the establishment of Heavenly Court, was smashed by a huge ding.

Countless heavenly soldiers and generals fell down, the four heavenly kings, the nine yao star monarchs, the twenty-eight star constellations, and countless high immortals all fell.

Lingshan, Da Lei Yin Temple is scorching and burning in the twenty-three colors of the Buddha's angry fire lotus of Emperor Yan.

In the world, the Tang Empire, cowered in Chang'an City, people curled up and begged for the salvation of the gods and Buddhas, drop by drop of blood sprinkled in the world, and the golden blood coagulated but did not disperse.

On Huaguo Mountain, 108,000 monkeys and monkey grandchildren fell in the Great Sage Palace, the seventy-two cave demon kings, under the leadership of the demon king Hong Chengchou, defected, and the ghost king of the thirty-six mansions, under the leadership of the powerful ghost king Wang Jingwei, defected, surrounded by extraterritorial heavenly demons, and worshiped him as the king.

He stood up straight, in pain, and finally moved away from him, but his vision began to blur, as if he could see his own body, he saw that the golden armor on his body was shattered, and his body was covered with countless wounds, and blood stained half of the Monkey King's body!

The four-character banner of the Monkey King is still there, piercing the sky!

His body began to weaken, he could clearly feel that his body had come to an end, he smiled, swallowed his own blood, he trembled and stretched out his palm, stroking Zixia's face, blood, also stained her cheeks.

It turns out that he is still alive?

"Don't fight, okay!" Zixia cried, twitching her nose again and again, "The demon king of the seventy-two caves, the ghost king of the thirty-six mansions, all of them have defected, the monkey monkey grandson, they are all dead, what else can you fight, what else can you fight!"

Zixia raised her voice suddenly, and said hoarsely: "What are you working so hard for? Do you really think that the incorruptible body of King Kong can be immortal and immortal! Even if you sacrifice for the heavens and all worlds, but eight hundred years later, in the next era, the name of the victim will be forgotten and will never be nameless, but the name of the invader will be remembered by everyone. ”

"Eight hundred years later, no one will remember the gods and Buddhas, only the ancient god emperor Shi Hao, the era of the heavenly emperor Yefan, the immortal and immortal Si Nan, the saint Wang Yi on the other side, the demon emperor Xiao Han of the heavens, the Ying Zhaotian Emperor Wang Chong, the dragon and snake Qi Lu Wang Chao, the ancient saint king Yang Qi, the star sea emperor Jiang Li, the master of the universe Hongmeng, the dragon god of war Lin Meng, the lord of the stars Qin Yu, the supreme flame emperor Fang Yan, the anti-heaven martial ancestor Lin Dong, the supreme lord Mu Chen......"

Every time she said someone's name, his body trembled, not because she was afraid, but because he knew that what she said was not wrong!

The victims became nameless and buried in the dust of history, but the invaders became liberators and are remembered by all.

Eight hundred years later, people may say that they killed the gods and Buddhas, liberated them from the sea of suffering, and brought light!

Who will remember that Shakyamuni was equally reincarnated for all living beings in 132,000 lifetimes, and each life started from mortals and went through thousands of hardships, who still remembers that the Jade Emperor Tianzun has gone through 126,000 calamities for everyone like a dragon, and each calamity has to suffer countless calamities, who will remember that Yang Jian had to explode the eye of heaven before he died, and the roaring dog guarded his side without retreating, who would remember that the gods and Buddhas of the heavens fought in the Yanhuang universe, and their blood was Xuanhuang!

Eight hundred years later, in the new era, people will forget their sacrificed lives, and the people of the heavens and all the worlds, even their names, will be completely forgotten!

He stretched out his hand and gently scratched Zixia's nose, and the moment he met the countless stars in those eyes, Zixia understood everything he wanted to say, and he smiled lightly.

"Monkey King!" Zixia looked at her coldly.

"Crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain, you follow Jiang Liu'er to learn scriptures from the West, protect him all the way, after becoming a Buddha, you are in the heavens and all worlds, helping the weak, saving the suffering, you are good, Monkey King, fight to defeat the Buddha, the king of all demons, but what I want is just the Supreme Treasure, not the invincible Fighting Buddha, not the Monkey King who crushes the sky, not the King of Ten Thousand Demons, it's just, always with me, the Supreme Treasure ......"

A hint of determination flashed on Zixia's face, "This era is about to end, the gods and Buddhas are doomed to destruction, Sun Wukong, the next era, I will wait for you to step on the colorful auspicious clouds to pick me up!"

The purple and green sword drew a beautiful arc, bringing out a touch of purple and charming fairy blood, watering on the big tree, on the uncle, and in an instant, countless beautiful and never-before-seen flowers bloomed, purple petals, one by one delicate.

He spurted another mouthful of blood and stumbled to his feet.

"A wisp of fragrant soul is nowhere to be found, this flower is called Zixia Flower, the next era, I'll pick you up, but the next era, am I still there? I, am I still me? The one that blooms in the next era is the same, is it still the flower of the previous era?"

He sighed faintly, stood in place, couldn't move his steps for a long time, for a long time, laughed, sighed, and screamed violently, an iron rod magnified hundreds of times, supporting the sky above, down the top and bottom, at both ends, it was a golden hoop!

"In my life, I don't care about hardships and obstacles, I don't care about glory and wealth, and I don't seek transcendence in the next life!"

Bang! In the Three Realms, there was a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth, and the Monkey King didn't care about his body that was almost exhausted, and with a stick, he knocked on the heavens and all the worlds.

Knock on the heavens!

Tens of thousands of feet of Dharma body manifested, the Monkey King, wearing a phoenix-winged purple and gold crown, two feathers rising to the sky, wearing gold chain mail, on the chain mail, bloodstained, more than half damaged, stepping on lotus silk and walking clouds, golden shoes, and fragments of meat scraps of extraterritorial heavenly demons, blood-red cloak behind him, hunting and hunting along the wind, even if it is countless holes, it is difficult to hide the supreme ferocity, a wishful golden hoop stick, I don't know how many enemies are crushed, shouting to fight.

In the era of the flood and famine, the end of the law has come, the gods and Buddhas have fallen, and the heavens and the earth are sad!

The heavenly court fell, the spiritual mountain was extinguished, the sea of blood was deep, and it was difficult to settle the eternity!

The blood does not drain, the death does not ceas, how can it be said that there is no clothes, and the same as the son!

A stick was struck, and hundreds of billions of brilliant wishful golden hoop sticks appeared out of thin air, like quicksand, and every wishful golden hoop stick knocked to every corner of the heavens and worlds, and to every corner of the Yanhuang universe.

With this stick, he heard a shattering sound from the huge and boundless desolate world, and the desolate world, just like that, shattered and split into countless worlds!

And after this stick was fired, the golden light flashed, and the saints who had been banished outside the territory found their way home, and they all let out a wail, and their bodies turned into aurora and flew away.

His six senses became sluggish, his body seemed to disintegrate inch by inch, she saw his palm, turned into ashes, fluttering with the wind, he heard the last sound, from the foreign saint Nuwa's shout, he could no longer hear the emotions mixed in the shout, only saw that his body turned into nothingness, eternal silence, from then on, there was no trace of existence.

Ruyi golden hoop stick, dragon emperor chain mail, phoenix wings purple gold crown, lotus silk step cloud shoes, the universe of the world to destroy the world, mending the heavenly god stone fetus, the fiery eyes and the three souls and seven spirits of Sun Wukong, were instantly divided by the lords of Daqian.

The soul of heaven, the soul of the earth, escaped into the heavens and all the worlds, and disappeared.

The spirit was captured by the Demon Emperor of Desire Gate and placed in the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, the strength was captured by the Wuji Sword Venerable and placed in the chain mail of the Dragon Emperor, the spirit was captured by the Yan Emperor and placed in the phoenix winged purple gold crown, the heroic spirit was captured by the Demon Emperor of the World Destroying and placed in the Lotus Silk Steps, and the Spirit Wisdom was captured by the Dragon Emperor and placed in the Universal Destruction Cloth.

Only the human soul escaped with the heavenly spirit in the stone fetus of the god of heaven, and the central spirit in the fiery eyes.

From now on, there will be no Monkey King in the world!

With a roar, the saint who was extremely angry made a move, and after a long time, the heavens and the earth were shattered, which was the destruction of the mythical era and the beginning of the infinite era.

The same flower, in the long river of time, has slowly bloomed.