Huaguo Mountain and the three demon kings have formed a sect, which can be regarded as working together to prepare to fight against the Bull Demon King. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For three months, each sect expanded its power.

The alliance can be regarded as being established quietly underwater, and there are more than 1,000 demon soldiers in Jinguang Mountain in a month; and the Peng Demon King swept away the large and small demon gates in the surrounding hundreds of miles, and the demon soldiers more than doubled; the Jiao Demon King was not far behind, mobilized the five hundred elite soldiers, and swept many demon soldiers in the sea in a row, and the Black Jiao Palace also had more than 1,000 troops.

As the head of the alliance, Huaguo Mountain is even more unremitting, but Sun Wukong only takes elite soldiers, and several mountains around Huaguo Mountain are used to place other demon soldiers who have been subdued, but the sub-peak of Huaguo Mountain is empty, and he promised to give someone a mountain, so he will naturally do what he says.

"The peak of the world, one mountain is the most!" Sun Wukong sat alone on the top of Huaguo Mountain, living the same life for three months, fighting, fighting, fighting...

What he did was just for Huaguoshan, and it could also be said to be for revenge! But is it just for revenge?

Is this kind of life, a life of relying on the diamond rod in his hand all day long to fight the world, really what he wants? I would rather be a prodigal son, wandering the world, fighting with swords and rivers and lakes, and a pot of wine is enough.

But now, God is destined to make himself the Monkey King, there must be a reason, to stop the war with war, to prove the Tao with war, war will cause chaos in the world, and war will bring peace to the Six Realms!

Sun Wukong was wearing a black battle armor, this was not the divine golden chain mail, it was just a set of black cavalry battle armor given by the Jiao Demon King.

Dressed in black cavalry armor and a black cloak on his shoulders, the vajra rod is inserted to the side, letting the wind blow and howl...

"It's still a while before the golden hoop stick is born. Sun Wukong secretly said in his heart, the golden hoop stick in the Dragon Palace is not like what he read in the book, Sun Wukong went to the East China Sea to make a fuss, and then went to the place where the sea god needle iron was placed, and shouted a few times to get it into his hand.

The golden hoop rod leads to the heaven and the earth, and it is the needle of the sea god, a needle is set to the four seas, this magic weapon is naturally extremely powerful, and how can it be received in the hand because of a few shouts, although it is a treasure to choose the owner, but it also needs a chance.

The golden hoop stick is set all over the world, the world is flat, there is the karma of the Emperor Yu and the power of supreme merit, which can be regarded as the first stick in the world on the artifact list, but it still needs more experience!

The premise of wanting the golden hoop stick to come out is that the waves are 3,000 zhang, the sea is 3,000 miles in range, and the 3,000 creatures who died tragically in it are 3,000 techniques...

Wait, many factors need to be in place, this Dinghaishen needle will appear, calm the waves, and break the army!

At this moment, Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes and someone came.

At this time, Dongsheng Shenzhou has entered the winter, and patches of frost and snow are falling in the sky, and snow and frost are falling from the sky.

Snow-white silver frost fell down and fell on the black iron armor on Sun Wukong's body.

The snowflakes fell, turned into droplets, and slid down the black iron armor, tick, tick... Falling to the ground.

The snow and ice fell one after another, getting bigger and bigger, and the cold wind was bitter and howling, and in an instant all the surrounding mountains were covered in silver.

The mountains turned a snow-white color.

Sun Wukong's eyes were cold, he scanned the sky, and sure enough, one wave after another of energy rushed towards him.

The cold wind blew, the black cloak danced in the wind, rustling, and the diamond rod couldn't help but tremble, flashing with golden light.

With a bang, a young man with red lips and white teeth fell in the sky.

This person wears a Qiankun ring on his head, wraps his arms around Chaotian Aya, steps on Hot Wheels, and holds a fire-tipped spear!

And the person behind the third prince is the white-clothed young man Yang Zongying who bears the sword, this Yang Zongying is also a disciple of the Taiyi Zhenren, and when he was beaten, he naturally wanted to go to the master to invite someone to help him get angry, but he didn't expect to invite the third prince of Nezha from the sky.

Before that, Sun Wukong was still puzzled, he hadn't made trouble in the Dragon Palace and smashed the underworld, why did the Weiling Illustrious General of the Heavenly Court come, but after seeing Yang Zongying, Sun Wukong was already relieved, what else can he say, this third prince of Nezha must have listened to Yang Zongying's words and came here to avenge him, and also for his own exercises, the keel.

I didn't expect that the third prince of Nezha, who was full of loyalty and filial piety in the legend, could do such a thing.

"Wu Na demon monkey, but you bullied my junior brother. Nezha stood on the Hot Wheels and stood in the sky, looking at Sun Wukong with contemptuous eyes and said.

Sun Wukong sat quietly on the top of Huaguo Mountain, the cold wind blew, the black cloak danced in the air, swishing, and suddenly raised his head and said: "Who is coming, report your name!"

"Hmph, the demon monkey still wants to know the name of your prince, and he won't die quickly. Nezha said coldly.

"Oh, who am I, it turned out to be the white-clothed dog thief who took advantage of my robbery to seize the treasure, anyway, did you go home to find your father to help take revenge?" Sun Wukong sneered.

The white-clothed Yang Zongying frowned when he heard this, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, this demon has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and he is very unreasonable, and now when he hears this, Yang Zongying is even more annoyed.

"Hmph, little demon, what nonsense, this is my senior brother, the third prince of Nezha, the general of the heavenly court. Yang Zongying roared angrily.

"The third prince of Nezha, oh, it turned out to be the disloyal, unfilial, and unrighteous god of the Three Altars Sea Society. Sun Wukong snorted coldly, with the same contempt and arrogance in his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, my senior brother can only achieve today's power through the three tribulations of loyalty, filial piety and righteousness, how to be disloyal, unfilial piety and injustice..." Yang Zongying shouted angrily, and suddenly retracted his words after speaking, and asked him what he had done, wouldn't it be bad if he let this son catch his tongue.

However, Sun Wukong did not take Yang Zongying's words, and then looked at Nezha and said contemptuously: "Then, I don't know why the gods of the Three Altars Sea Society came to my little Huaguo Mountain?"

"If nothing else, hand over the keel and spare your life. Nezha said.

"Keel? Sun Wukong sneered.

Yang Zongying couldn't stand Sun Wukong's appearance for a long time, he was still a defeated subordinate of his own in the past, even if he stayed in the heavenly realm for a day, but what could he do, just by him, can he still turn the tide?

"Senior brother, don't be angry, senior brother is willing to take action and capture this son. Yang Zongying stepped forward and asked.

Nezha nodded and then said, "Fight quickly, I can't leave my post without permission." ”

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, this demon monkey in the Mahayana period is easy for me. After speaking, Yang Zongying pulled out the sword behind him and stabbed directly at Sun Wukong.

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth hooked up a sneer, his body flicked, he jumped up in the air, stretched out his hand, and the diamond rod broke through the air and fell into his hand.

Rose into the air and went straight up.

There was a bang, a stick was thrown, and the air exploded again and again, bump, bump, bump!

Yang Zongying stretched out his hand to block it, and when he touched it, the blade trembled slightly, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword was slightly sour, this son, what happened to this son's divine power.

"Ahh Yang Zongying was distracted for a moment, hurriedly came to his senses, his figure retreated again and again, raised his backhand, and the sword light shook the sky, throwing out a monstrous sword qi from above the cold blade sword, and rose into the air.

Sun Wukong's eyes were calm, not panicked at all, calmly transported out of the aura in his body, the shadow of the vajra stick became more and more refined, and the demonic qi in the body flowed quietly, directly instilled into this vajra rod, and in an instant, a powerful stick shadow appeared directly.

"Destroy the Devil Stick!" Sun Wukong roared angrily and smashed it down.

"Cloud Cutting Sword!" Yang Zongying's figure flicked, and he struck it with his backhand sword, and the sword light was like rain, and he cut directly towards the stick shadow falling in the sky.

With a bang, the two energies collided, and endless waves exploded around them, devouring the two of them.

Bump, bump, bump!

The sword and the shadow collided again and again, and the two fought for nearly 100 rounds, and it was difficult to distinguish between high and low.

With a bang, he made another strong move, and the two figures directly shook back, and they retreated one hundred and ten steps away.

Sun Wukong was holding a vajra rod, and his body had not changed much, and Yang Zongying on the opposite side was also like Sun Wukong, standing quietly, his white robe was broken, and he shook his sword with one hand, and his face was ruddy... It's just that only Yang Zongying knows what is going on in his body.

"This guy, this demon monkey, has changed so much? This body strength is already infinitely close to the Xuan Immortal Realm, but where does this body of divine power come from. Yang Zongying secretly said in his heart, even if he is extremely powerful, he can only bite the bullet now.

"Hmph, little thief, the cultivation is rampant, see how the deity subdues you!" Yang Zongying pointed at Sun Wukong with a sword in one hand and shouted coldly.

Sun Wukong didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he directly mobilized the power of the mountain-moving technique, raised his head to the sky, and smashed down with a stick, with a power of more than 20,000 catties!

This stick fell, like a small mountain, and came towards Yang Zongying.

"I'll let you know what the difference in strength is. Yang Zongying drank coldly, stood up with his sword, and struck at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong sneered, the shadow of the stick in his hand suddenly changed, and he took out the demon mountain seal, and the three seals were combined into one, and fell directly.

Boom, a seal can exert 10,000 catties of force, this sudden 10,000 catties of power made Yang Zongying suffer a big loss, and his body fell directly.

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