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The next day, before the ancestral land of the desolate people.

Wild Zun, Monkey King, and Ice Spirit.

Today, the Wild Zun is going to open the ancestral land, and Sun Wukong is going to enter the ancestral land to complete the task.

"Goku, be careful. Arabic said.

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "Thank you, senior, I know." ”

Bing Ling also walked forward quickly and walked to Sun Wukong's side and said, "I'm waiting for you in the Wild Clan." ”

"Okay, I'll finish the task as soon as possible and come out. Sun Wukong smiled, and after speaking, he waved his hand at the two, holding the diamond rod in one hand, and jumped directly into it.

After Wukong left, Bing Ling hurriedly stepped forward and said to Huangzun: "Senior, what is it that Wukong must enter the ancestral land?"

"The Nine Desolations Town Demon Tower, the suppression is the blood demon, the head, the heart, the veins... During this time, I felt the restlessness of the Nine Desolation Town Demon Tower, and it may also be that in the past hundred years, there have been six clans that have been wiped out, and the six Demon Town Towers have collapsed one after another, and there are many fewer seals on the blood demon, and now it seems that Sun Wukong came to my Desolate Clan, which is as if God is destined, and only he can enter the ancestral land of the Desolate Clan. Arabic said.

Bing Ling nodded, and then said, "So that's the case, then, how long will it take for Wukong to come out?"

"If it's just a simple reinforcement of the seal on the Nine Desolation Town Demon Tower, seven days will do... I don't know exactly how long. Arabic said.

Bing Ling nodded, bowed to the Desolate Venerable, and said, "That Desolate Venerable, the disciple will retire first." ”

After speaking, Bing Ling turned to leave.

Huangzun shook his head helplessly, this woman, sure enough, only in front of Sun Wukong will not have a sense of self-protection.

Regarding the life experience of the Ice Spirit, with such a strong strength, it is natural to see at a glance that the Ice Spirit has nothing to do with the Snow Clan.

Pity this girl, her life experience is so miserable, Desolate Zun shook his head helplessly, and then looked at the Desolate Ancestral Land and sighed and said, "Wukong, everything will be handed over to you." ”

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Look at the ancestral land of the desolate people.

Sun Wukong suddenly appeared, and the place was full of barrenness and lifeless.

The surrounding desolate qi was more abundant, and Sun Wukong could clearly feel the Great Desolate palm print in his body unconsciously starting to operate.

"With such a strong demonic aura, I'm afraid no one will be able to survive in it. Sun Wukong sighed, watching the surrounding Dao Demon Patterns shine by, and his heart was even more shocked.

"The Great Wilderness Palm Seal refined by the Demon Desolation Qi, the Desolation Breaking Stick practiced by the Desolate Power, if you use this Demon Desolation Power, what can you reach. Sun Wukong muttered suspiciously, his body flicked, and he rushed up directly.

Holding the vajra rod in one hand, the breath in his body exploded instantly, and the power of the desolation was immediately infected into the qi of the demonic desolation.

The demonic desolation qi in the hundreds of meters poured into Sun Wukong's body in a quarter of an hour.

A heavenly stick shadow appeared straight away, boomed, and slammed down.

A stick swept hundreds of meters, and Sun Wukong was also shocked by the power of this stick, but he didn't expect this stick to be so powerful and so strong.

It's incredible.

Immediately afterwards, he put away the vajra rod and condensed the aura of the demon desolation with one hand.

The art of the fragments, the first palm, turned the world upside down.

Boom, a huge palm print of tens of meters appeared, and the volley was pulled over, as if pressed in the middle of the mountain, and after a loud bang, a deep palm print was left on the ground.

This palm print is about 100 meters.

"If I can get to such a strong point outside, this Dragon Palace Heavenly Palace, I'm going to make a fuss. Sun Wukong laughed.

In an instant, the ground suddenly cracked open, and then a pillar of heavenly light rushed up.

The blood-colored light is mixed with bursts of demonic desolation.

This strong and surging Lily made Sun Wukong take a few steps back again and again, and then stopped his figure.

"What a terrifying breath, is this the breath in the blood demon's body? "Sun Wu's heart palpitations.

You have to speed up your pace, hurry up, and first strengthen the Demon Tower of the Nine Desolations, otherwise if you really let that demonic blood demon be born, the world will be ruined.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly rushed into the distance.

At the same time, there were also countless blood-colored demon soldiers who rushed out with the blood-colored pillar of light, instantly strangling towards Sun Wukong.

"Damn it. Sun Wukong snorted coldly, he would never have thought that the energy of the blood-colored pillar of light had actually evolved into these blood-colored demon soldiers.

"Broken Stick. Sun Wukong roared angrily, smashed down with a stick, boom, and the ground exploded, and then Sun Wukong accelerated his pace and galloped towards the distance.

These demon soldiers didn't care about those things, and they were extremely fast, rushing towards Sun Wukong.

Seeing this situation, Wukong couldn't blindly dodge, and recited the mantra in his heart, and his body suddenly became larger.

Seventy-two changes technique, at this moment, Sun Wukong is like a great demon god, more than ten feet tall, and the thunder flashes and crackles all over his body.

"Come on. Sun Wukong shouted angrily, his fists shook out, and the fist wind was mixed with thunder and light, like a thunder snake in the sky, rushing towards the group of blood-colored demon soldiers.

Boom, auspicious thunder fell from the sky, directly dispersing these blood demon soldiers, and then Sun Wukong transported out the desolate stick with one hand, and the shadow of the desolate stick about dozens of meters long was like a vajra rod in Sun Wukong's hand at this moment, and it was directly smashed down angrily.

In an instant, Sun Wukong was changing, directly turning into a lightning eagle bird, tearing up, Sun Wukong's body was like lightning in the night, as if tearing the surrounding void, and flew out directly, extremely fast.

It's like a bamboo.

When the demon soldiers came back to their senses, they were already extremely empty and uninhabited.

Sun Wukong's figure had already appeared dozens of miles away, but now he hadn't relaxed, after all, for monks, it was only dozens of miles, and in a moment, it was just a moment.

Sun Wukong turned into a Peng bird, flapped his wings, and flew out directly, much faster than himself.

After flying continuously for more than an hour, Sun Wukong stopped his body.

"In this ancestral land, how can there still be those blood-colored demon soldiers, is it the minions of the blood demon, no, the blood demon has been suppressed, in other words, how did that fake monkey meet the blood demon, and how did he manipulate the blood demon's corpse. Sun Wukong muttered, did he enter by mistake?

"Could it be that those Scarlet Demon soldiers came out to capture people for the Blood Demon and find a way to break the last two seals? Sun Wukong was puzzled, and now he was more and more surprised by the fake monkey.

I was extremely curious about the existence of this fake monkey, first competed with myself for the mountain system, and now I got the inheritance of the blood demon in a daze, which is all a question point.

Whether the ancestor teleported it to Beiju Luzhou on purpose or not.

"What to worship under the Bodhi Sect is a conspiracy. Sun Wukong snorted coldly, in his previous life, he had read a lot of things about Journey to the West from the Internet, what to say, Sun Wukong's worship under the Bodhi Sect is a conspiracy, this kind and that.

It is said that Patriarch Bodhi is the second leader of the West, and the purpose of accepting Sun Wukong as a disciple is to let the Western religion spread to the East.

This Monkey King does not agree, at least in the more than ten years he has been studying art in Fangcun Mountain, he can feel that the Bodhi Patriarch treats himself sincerely, teaches divine skills, and so on, without being stingy, moving mountains, and not moving the Ming Lun Sutra.

My heart does not move Minglun Mountain, and it is precisely this Taoist scripture and the art of refining the heart that can gradually stabilize the shortcomings of my cultivation for breakthroughs.

Sun Wukong's gratitude to Patriarch Bodhi is indescribable.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care whether the Bodhi Patriarch is the leader of the West Heaven or not, in short, he is Lao Tzu's master. Sun Wukong said secretly in his heart.

After all, Sun Xiaoxiao is not the lawless Monkey King, although he is now Wukong's body, he is a little soul.

In this way, Wukong's feelings naturally increased.

After getting rid of the pursuit of the Scarlet Demon Soldiers, Sun Wukong rushed all the way, without stopping at all, and three days passed in a row.

Sun Wukong finally arrived at the center of this desolate ancestral land.

A black god tower stands quietly, with a momentum that shakes the heavens and the earth, and it is really worthy of suppressing the blood demon head and heart vein.

The black god tower, which is nine stories high, towers into the clouds, and the surface is full of gods, and Sun Wukong doesn't care about anything else, and strides forward.

The energy of the surrounding demonic desolation became more and more refined, and it became more and more powerful and abundant.

Walking out of the road of less than ten miles, a black sacred stone stands here.

"The ancestral land of the barren clan, carved by the sacred stone - the first day of the barren!"

Sun Wukong read the words on this sacred stone, and his heart was very shocked.

The power exuded by this divine stone is very vicissitudes, the first day of the desolate beginning, is it the patriarch of the desolate ancestral land, the person of 10,000 years ago?

"Sure enough, it's imposing. Sun Wukong said secretly.

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