"I really don't know where the holy thing is. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The cloud beast didn't tell me, you can ask him. ”

Sun Wukong chuckled and spoke, his words were extremely relaxed, and he spit out along with the snowflakes.

"Are you kidding us?"

It's ridiculous, who dares to go to the terrifying cloud beast, not to mention whether you can find it or not, even if you find it, asking the origin of the holy weapon is just a dead end.

"I can hand over the key to the holy weapon, I think with the eyesight of a few people should be able to tell the truth of this thing, the key has not yet awakened, how can the holy weapon be born, wait, wait... The Cloud Beast told me that when the Sacred Artifact was born, the key would be reminded. ”

Sun Wukong ignored the man and said to himself.

Several people have already made a decision in their hearts, this mad monarch is indeed not lying, this thing should be related to the holy weapon, and it is indeed sleeping, but it should be about to wake up.

But who can pack a ticket for this matter, it may be a day to wake up, it may be a year, it may be an era, after all, this is a holy weapon that has been sleeping for two epochs.

The quaint token, exuding a powerful and deep aura, will not be fake.

Admit it or not, this is the key to the sacristy.

"When the cloud beast handed you the key, wouldn't it say anything, when the holy weapon was born, and where, these questions are not said. Ling Yu asked.

"I mentioned that the holy weapon is in the world, as for where it really hasn't been said, but only I can feel when the holy weapon was born, yes, yes, he said soon, within ten years. ”

Sun Wukong opened his mouth and said, these words have no intention of deceiving. It's all true.

"Ten years!"

Everyone can afford to wait for ten years, after all, they are all cultivators, and for cultivators, ten years and a hundred years are nothing, and it may be a retreat and then wake up.

"So you can't die?" Ling Yu asked.

Who knows whether this Monkey King said this or not, he said that he could sense the appearance of the holy weapon. If he is the only one, then he cannot die.

"I'm really afraid of death, so I'm willing to hand over this key, how, but I don't know which one is more appropriate?"

When Sun Wukong said this, the corners of his mouth were still smiling, he was really afraid of death?

Who knows.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to do, no matter what happened now. At least one point was said by the mad king. He can't die, because he won't die today.

Suddenly, a palm print from the sky hit Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong had no ability to resist, and he didn't notice it at all, this time there was no good luck last time, no one made a move to break up this palm print, and the palm print fell on Sun Wukong's body.

came with snow, scattered blood, and Sun Wukong's figure flew out directly. Spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The blood stained the snowflakes falling in the air, as if they were in full bloom.

But Sun Wukong's figure retreated hundreds of meters away again and again. can stop, shoot ruthlessly, take a good sense of proportion, give yourself enough punishment, but you can save your life.

Seeing this, many people were outraged.

Luminous rage. He wanted to step forward, he was angry and wanted to make a move, and he was angry and was about to scream to vent his displeasure, but then he looked at the sleeping Yiyi next to him and dispelled the thought.

Even the contemplation of the world. The fist pinched everything slightly, and when no one knew, it was released again, and the white hand was born to hold the pen.

"Ahem, ahem..." Sun Wukong covered his chest with one hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other, staggered up, and laughed loudly!

Arrogant and arrogant, blood is formed, embroidered mouth spit, and arrogance is extinguished.

"I'll do nothing, I won't hurt his life, and I'll teach him some lessons. Qingcheng Lao Dao stroked his beard with one hand and said lightly.

"It's good not to be stupid. ”

The Fourth Hall Lord looked at the mad monarch with blood on the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly, shook his head and sighed, Is it powerless to bear it?

"In that case, I want to teach a lesson too. ”

The King of the Holy Spirit sighed, he was just a disciple, and he had been suffering for so long.

With a wave of the robe, the frost and snow in the sky seemed to stop.

Suddenly fell, like countless meteors crashing into the ground, and landed on Sun Wukong's body.

The green shirt that he had just changed into was turned into pieces again, and this time Sun Wukong did not fall, and carried it down motionlessly.

Except for a bright red ground, it is hard to imagine what kind of reproach he carried.

The four hall lords shook their heads again, it didn't matter if they were crazy, all they got in exchange was death.

He doesn't want to make a move, he doesn't like to torture people, and for him, he fights for death when he strikes.

The saint didn't make a move, she was a noble look, extremely holy, she only liked to study the beauty of the law of death, and she didn't like to do other meaningless things.

The Wind and Fire God didn't do anything, for him, sitting in the Wind and Fire Ancient Palace, drinking a cup of fire syrup tea is tantamount to the most beautiful thing.

But Ling Yu likes to make moves, he likes to torture people, he likes to see people collapse, especially this kind of arrogant people, watching their self-righteous dignity and arrogance crumble in front of him little by little.

I like to see his calm eyes, as deep as a sea of stars, revealing the color of fear.

He likes it because it's wonderful, doesn't he?

Sun Wukong is not afraid of anything else, he knows that he will not die, because no one has dared to kill him until now.

They know how to handle it, to handle it, to do just the right thing.

For the sake of the holy weapon, they will let themselves live for a while longer, this is Sun Wukong's capital, and it is enough not to die.

Unconsciously, Ling Yu had already punched out five palms, the palm qi was monstrous, annihilating the heavens and the earth, Sun Wukong's green robe was broken one after another, and each broken one would be put on again.

The divine needle that was silent in the sea of qi was already unbearable, the sea of qi was churning, and the divine needle was angry.

It is bound to break through the shackles, suppress these people, and suppress them all.

But Sun Wukong does not allow it, his identity cannot be exposed, and as soon as the divine needle comes out, his identity will inevitably be exposed.

"Enough, enough, Pavilion Master Ling, if you continue to fight like this. This person is worthless. ”

Finally, the saint who couldn't stand it opened her mouth to dissuade her, but it wasn't that she couldn't stand the punishment that Sun Wukong accepted, and she would not pity it in her heart.

It's just that this method, endless blood, countless scars, makes her upset. What a guy who doesn't understand aesthetics at all.

...

Ling Yu chuckled and stopped his hand and said softly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I know that I will not kill this person suddenly, he still has some use value, doesn't he?"

Ling Yu rubbed his fingers thinly and laughed softly, in his eyes, Sun Wukong was like an ant, ready to be killed.

No, you can't kill it just yet.

He still has some value. So you can't die yet, you have to live for a while.

"It's good to know. ”

The saint muttered and turned her head, everything that was unsightly was too rude, and there was really no beautiful word.

Sun Wukong's figure is staggering, his eyes are majestic, and there is no cowardice. Staring at a few people, the corners of their mouths were full of blood.

"Don't you want to tell the truth?" Ling Yu said with a smile.

"I've already said what I have to say. There is nothing to say until now. ”

Boom, Ling Yu's backhand landed on Sun Wukong again.

The rest of the people looked coldly, and there was no dissuasion at all, this Monkey King should have to bear some flesh and skin suffering.

I won't kill you, I'll let you know what happened if you offended me.

No matter what Sun Wukong has experienced, his gaze has never changed.

"Forget it. Let's get the Hallows key first. ”

Boundless flames burned in the hall of wind and fire, and the momentum was violent.

"But there is only one key to the Hallows, who should hold it?"

The saint gently pulled the ends of her hair with one hand and asked softly.

This is a matter of concern to everyone, and there is only one holy key. It can only be mastered by one person, and who can this person be.

Ling Yu chuckled, strode forward, and took the initiative to ask: "I, Lingbo Pavilion, have been in charge of important treasures for generations, and I feel that this holy weapon key is put into my Lingbo Pavilion Ancient Collection to ensure that nothing goes wrong." ”

"Hmph, it's ridiculous, you Ling Bo Pavilion can hold a heavy treasure, do you mean that the other five major forces of ours are weak?"

Ling Yu shook his hand, his eyes swept over everyone, and sure enough, everyone's faces were extremely dignified, and no one agreed with this Ling Yu's words.

"I know what you think, you think I'm going to leave this key to the Sacred Artifact alone and leave it to you. ”

Ling Yu chuckled, looked at everyone and said contemptuously.

"We need a guarantee. The head of Qingcheng said.

Ling Yu nodded and looked at the sky: "I can swear by my soul again, if I..."

"Slow, I think this thing can be handed over to the Fallen Saint Ridge. A word came from the Wind and Fire Ancient Palace again.

"Why. ”

"The Holy Spirit King is powerful and qualified, and I want to listen to the Holy Spirit King's oath. ”

The Lord of Wind and Fire said softly, with a bit of a joke in his words.

"I'm fine, but should the Holy Spirit King swear?"

Ling Wei smiled, he naturally knew what was going on in his heart, he was a human race, outside the Three Realms, and Ling Bo Prefecture was powerful, few people in the Three Realms could come here to interfere, if Ling Wei was unwilling to hand it over, it was estimated that no one would be able to take him.

But the Holy Spirit King is different, the Holy Spirit King belongs to the demon clan, which is relatively appropriate for everyone.

The Holy Spirit King nodded and said, "Do you have any other objections?"

The Black Yao Cliff Holy Maiden nodded first, she was of a low rank, and she had no chance to compete here, compared to Ling Yu and this Holy Spirit King, it was still the Holy Spirit King who was relatively reliable.

After thinking about it, the head of Qingcheng also agreed, Ling Yu really didn't dare to compliment.

Seeing this, Ling Yu no longer insisted, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then I also want to hear the oath of the Holy Spirit King." ”

The Holy Spirit King snatched the token from Sun Wukong's hand with one hand, and then slowly rose endless aura.

Said word by word: I, the Holy Spirit King, swear in the name of the Demon Clan's Fallen Holy Ridge to temporarily master this...

"Stop, this thing is temporarily handed over to Tianfu for management, I don't trust anyone. ”

... (To be continued.) )