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Shenju shook his head and sighed, the person he was talking about before was actually the fire crow.

Blind and arrogant, is it possible that you think that you are invincible?

"It's over?" asked Kamikoma.

"It's over. After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he looked at the sky, sighed and said, "Will the Dragon Monument appear?"

"Of course. Before the god could say anything else, the sky shook, and the void space gradually cracked a crack, and then an imposing stone tablet was seen falling.

This stele is about a hundred feet high, and there are nine golden dragons in relief around it, and there is endless breath in the mouth, as if it can drink the sun, moon and the world.

Nine dragons go up, showing the stars and the moon, and send this stone tablet up.

"There are thousands of inscriptions on the stone tablet, now record your name. The god horse said from the side.

Sun Wukong nodded, strode forward, wrote with two fingers, and his inspiration flashed.

The word "walker" fell on this stone tablet greatly, and the golden light flashed, like the sound of a dragon's groan resounding all around.

It's like traveling through the vast wilderness with the word "walker".

The first time Shenju saw Sun Wukong lifting a pen, pointing to the light under the starlight, like a dragon and snake leaping, the gesture is strong and free. Graceful like a silver hook, pretentious like a dragon, drifting like a frightened luan.

Like a cloud, the dragon and snake walk from time to time!

Shenju was amazed, and he often heard people's words, and it was completely possible to see how a person's state of mind was through his calligraphy.

What can be described by this Monkey King's brushwork, floating like floating clouds, like a frightened dragon, the dragon jumps over the heavenly gate, and the tiger lies in the Phoenix Pavilion!

The word "walker" fell on this dragon monument, and the golden light flashed, such as a dragon swimming, and the name fell more than 600.

"Sun Xingzhi: Six hundred and thirty-three. The pony stepped forward and muttered with a smile.

"Six hundred and thirty-three?" Sun Wukong chuckled, and there were 1,800 people who entered the dragon platform. It seems that this is not the most backward result.

"Who do you think the first meeting is now?" asked Kamikoma with a smile.

Sun Wukong didn't guess, and directly cast his eyes on it.

In the first position on this dragon monument, two words shining with boundless golden light, like the shadow of a dragon, are always an unshakable one.

"Seven days, this is also a name?" Sun Wukong muttered softly.

"Sure enough, he's still there!" said the pony coldly as he looked at the name.

"How. Do you know?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Seven days, it's not just a name, he, one person has been the top of the list for seven consecutive generations in this dragon platform, he has been suppressing his strength and choosing to stay, because he wants to be the tenth consecutive champion!"

"Ten consecutive crowns, so do you still want to change the name to Ten Days?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

The god horse is very serious, and there is no joke.

"This man is very strong, very strong. There were a lot of people who chose to stay, but I don't know how many are still alive. The pony spoke.

Although Sun Wukong's face is very relaxed, he will not simply think that this Qitian is a weak person in his heart.

Think about it, I have stayed in this dragon platform for seven consecutive generations, suppressing my own realm, just to be able to break out one day, accumulate thick and thin, no, it is the outbreak of the seventh generation. Accumulation erupts!

"It's interesting, I'm looking forward to it more and more. Sun Wukong chuckled.

"Didn't the capital of the Dragon Monument List, which has been the seventh generation in a row, open the final Dragon Mountain?" asked Sun Wukong.

Shenju nodded seriously: "Even the dragons of the past don't know why. They just said there was one thing missing. ”

"One thing?"

"yes, something that even they don't know. ”

Sun Wukong was puzzled, and his heart became more and more curious, this place was originally the land of the dragon clan, and now the dragon clan doesn't know something, so who can know.

"No matter what, I'm going to find the dragon platform. ”

Sun Wukong glanced up and down. The person who is in second place at this time: the Holy Prince!

The third place made Sun Wukong a little curious.

"Canghai?"

"Could it be Guan Zhishi?" Sun Wukong was puzzled, and turned his head to see that the fifth place was the name of Guan Zhishi.

If it's not contemplating the world, who else can it be.

"Who's that? Sun Wukong was puzzled, but he was thinking about the many people he didn't know. Besides, it doesn't have to be a real name here, it's good to have a chance to get to know each other.

"I'm waiting for you to get rid of that guy who has been hard to get off the list for seven consecutive lifetimes. Shenju laughed.

Sun Wukong shook his head and smiled bitterly, this dragon platform is very mysterious, but it is also very interesting.

The Denglong Monument disappeared, and it seems that this Denglongtai has entered a full-fledged state.

"How, is it interesting. The god laughed.

Sun Wukong looked at the fiery black corpse behind him, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Are you hungry?" ”

The bad horse of Shenju already knew what Sun Wukong meant, and the two could almost be said to be clear with one look.

"Good idea, bake it and eat it. The god laughed.

After a short time, black wind mixed with white clouds and smoke rose in the sky, weaving and gathering in the air.

The aroma wafts for hundreds of miles.

"Well, isn't it a good time now?"

Sun Wukong looked at the fire while turning the barbecue black leg.

The roast is golden and fragrant.

"Hmm... What do you want to know... Not... It's a lot better than the grilled fish in the East China Sea. The pony stuffed his mouth with the black leg meat and said with a squeak.

Sun Wukong shook his head helplessly, took out two jars of Baiguo wine, and threw one to Shenju.

The god horse seemed to have been waiting for the arrival of this wine for a long time, and he hissed in the sky and drank bitterly.

Wine into the bowels of the pride, three points into providence, seven points into the heroic.

Sun Wukong chuckled: "You've been here to the dragon stage, I know, don't worry, I will help you what you want to do, no matter what you come back for, don't say it if you don't want to say it." ”

At this moment, there are five or six empty jars lying quietly at Sun Wukong's feet.

The eyes of the god horse were flashing a little crystalline, and the meat around him didn't care about the slightest, and he sighed emptyly.

"I know, I was wrong, I probably kept insisting on things I shouldn't be holding on, I might... I... Can anyone tell me whether I should or shouldn..."

"There is no response, for these things, we will fight back with our own hands, no matter who he is, no matter who he is, I will help you, help you come back. Sun Wukong spoke softly.

The god horse slapped Sun Wukong's arm away with a hoof and scolded: "Hmph, Lao Tzu didn't cry, go, go and barbecue quickly, starve to death." ”

Sun Wukong nodded, although Shenju did not say the specific thing, but Sun Wukong believed that there must be something when he came back, there must be something!

And this matter, obviously he can't do it now, but he has to come back.

"Whatever it is, as long as I'm here, it's all right. ”

Sun Wukong sat aside, and a fire crow of hundreds of kilograms was not much visible.

This dragon platform is very big.

At this moment, bursts of aura came from the sky, powerful and terrifying, and the person targeted by these bursts of aura was Sun Wukong.

"Someone is coming again?!" the pony got up smartly.

Sun Wukong nodded, he could feel the hostility of this momentum, which had already appeared before the two of them drank.

"Aboriginal again?" asked the pony.

Sun Wukong shook his head and chuckled: "It's not just aborigines. ”

The horse's gaze became colder and colder.

I and the others didn't come in at the beginning, so I lost the opportunity a little at the beginning, but now I was cheated to this point.

"I've heard a little about this kind of thing, but I didn't expect it to really happen to us. The pony shook his head and sighed.

Sun Wukong's eyes became more and more cold, and he took the cloak behind him to cover his face.

"Since they are a group of people who don't know whether they live or die, then we don't have to be polite. Sun Wukong spoke softly.

"Death in the Dragon Terrace is not really death, but after death, it will be greatly damaged... unimaginable. Shenju said.

But if you die in this dragon platform, the consequences are hard to imagine, the cultivation will be a big loss, and the wounds of the Great Dao will be difficult to heal.

If you don't have a good thing, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cultivate...

"In that case, let's teach him a lesson. Sun Wukong got up, tightened the cloak behind him, looked around and whispered: "Everyone, don't you know how cool it is to see it in secret? If you are hungry, then come and taste it." ”

Sun Wukong's palm qi was destroyed, and the light completely exploded the fire, and the bonfire flashed across the sky, reflecting several figures in the dark.

A loud applause rang out.

"Heh... Interesting, you kid should know we're coming. ”

An arrogant voice reached Sun Wukong's ears.

Immediately after the distant mountain rocks, a few figures walked out, three men in black robes, and a man in a green shirt beside these three people, but the man was covered with scars and was an outsider.

This person Sun Wukong has no impression at all, it seems that he should belong to the human race, and I don't know which person it is.

"Boy, is this the man you found?" the man in black asked.

They are like the Monkey King, with black robes covering their faces, and they can't tell what their faces are.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong can also guess a seven, seven, eighty, eight

Courage is completely worn out.

And these aborigines, presumably, want to capture him, want to keep him in captivity, and then use him as a slave to collect the dragon soul of Youfang for them!

Now they're here to deal with themselves, to arrest themselves.

"You, as you said, as long as I help you find someone, you can let us go, you, you must do what you say. The man in the green shirt hurriedly asked.

"Hmph, don't worry, lowly ant, I'm not as good as you, my words will definitely count. The black-robed man at the head was extremely arrogant, as if he was a supreme god, his eyes were draped over the heavens and the earth, and thousands of people were just ants in his eyes.

Mole ants, mole ants!

Thousands of people are just ants.

"Boy, do you still want to resist?" the supreme black-robed man asked in a cold voice.

... (To be continued.) )