Datang Yongwei four years, east of Datang, a mundane land!

The scorching sun hung in the sky, and the scorching light poured over the mountains. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoOn a mountain-high peak, several figures argued, and more than a dozen figures surrounded a teenager.

And above the sky not far from this mountain peak, a chaotic color of divine soul power wandered in the void, and after that, there were two slightly smaller chaotic colors closely pursued, and the three were all towards that mountain peak.

The power of the Divine Soul at the front of the void was extremely close to the mountain peak, but the two Divine Soul powers that followed closely followed, stumbling behind it. The power of that divine soul seemed to be rampant, and it suddenly stopped and fled forward and suddenly turned back, as if it contained monstrous anger, and devoured the power of the two divine souls that were pursuing. In the void, the power of the divine soul continued to stir, and the originally bright sunlight suddenly dimmed.

At this moment, there was a fierce battle between the people on the mountain peak, and a young man's figure fell from the peak. The power of the divine soul also chased away, supporting the falling figure until the peak was down.

But the fallen young man was already scarred, the Shengxue white clothes on his body were bloodstained, his eyes were closed, his face was pale and bloodless, and there was no breath on the tip of his nose!

The power of the divine soul swirled along the young man's body, and in an instant, it was all integrated into his body.

When this divine spirit fused into this body, its pale face finally gradually regained its blood color. After a while, he stood up, and an unwilling roar came from his mouth, and the sound spread for miles, and the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble because of it.

"Whoa・・・・・・・" The young man has a slender and straight body, a thin face, thin lips, and sword eyebrows. Although he was a little young, he was extremely cold and handsome! But at this moment, the young man's originally handsome and cold face was twisted wildly, and his eyes looking up at the sky contained astonishing anger, and the words that came out of his mouth were full of hatred.

"Do you think that by doing this, you can take my grandson・・・・・'s life?

The power of this divine soul turned out to be a divine soul that Sun Wukong escaped from Leiyin Temple!

"Hahahaha・・・・・・・" accompanied by an angry roar, he laughed wildly, but there were a few tears left in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were full of loneliness.

After half a ring, the mood of the young man who claimed to be Sun Wukong gradually stabilized, and he stroked his chest with a tingling pain with one hand, his cold and handsome face was full of helplessness, and he gritted his teeth and said to himself: "Eighteen years, my old grandson finally met a mortal body that fits my soul." But now, presumably the master and they have all returned from learning the scriptures, right? Have they ever discovered the conspiracy between Rulai and the Jade Emperor Lao'er?"

Eighteen years ago, in the Leiyin Temple, the six-eared macaque was in the light, the Jade Emperor was in the dark, and the power of the fake golden bowl was used to kill Sun Wukong at a critical moment. Sun Wukong tried his best, but only escaped a trace of the origin of the divine soul, and until today, he was able to be reborn with mortals.

Countless memories poured into Sun Wukong's mind, making the unwilling hatred in his heart even heavier, and the anger in his eyes never disappeared. At that time, he had the ability to reach the sky, and when he was surprised by the wind and clouds, and when he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, it could be said that he swept through the eight wildernesses, and he could not be used for a lifetime. But in the end, he was still defeated by the scheming Rulai, and when he was coerced and lured at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, he endured humiliation and burdens all the way to protect Tang Seng to the west, but he still did not end well.

"Sun Wukong, I can't imagine that I can't kill you like this, it's really a big life!"

Suddenly, a startled and sarcastic voice and the sound of footsteps came from the jungle in the distance, interrupting Sun Wukong's memories.

When Sun Wukong heard the reputation, he saw several figures walking quickly through the weeds of one person high towards him, and a richly dressed young man walking in front of him was looking at him with cold eyes, with a domineering face.

After seeing the person who came, the anger that had just dissipated in Sun Wukong's eyes burned again, and a memory came to mind.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, the body of Sun Wukong's soul is also the name of Sun Wukong, and the person who came is named Sima Cheng, the youngest son of the Sima family, and Sun Wukong's family is even more hostile.

In the morning, the former came to this mountain range, met Sima Cheng by chance, had a quarrel, and then had an argument. The former fled without being defeated, but Sima Cheng led the group of subordinates in front of him to track him inch by inch. In the battle, he not only injured the former, but also pushed him off the Baizhang Peak Cliff and died in Jiuquan!

Sun Wukong originally discovered the dispute at the top of the peak and wanted to check it, but he encountered two unknown divine soul power entanglements, although he finally devoured the power of the two divine souls, but he was unable to save the former in time. But it is precisely this that gives his soul a parasitic body.

Sima Cheng's eyes were cold, and he said: "No matter what, today's Baizhang Peak must be your burial place!"

"Do you know? It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to my old grandson like this!" Sun Wukong stared at Sima Cheng, his eyes becoming colder and more murderous!

"What are you talking about?" Sima Cheng seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and a group of subordinates who came with him burst into laughter: "Does he think he is the Monkey King?" hahaha......

Sun Wukong didn't say much, and the resentment left by the former in his heart made him a little uncomfortable, and he didn't vomit or feel unhappy. Raising his right palm, his body was about to tremble and pounce out, but the double ant-like cultivation of the Gathering Spirit Realm in his body made him frown. And when the spiritual power is running, it is like carrying a burden of ten thousand jun, and it is difficult to operate with the consciousness. The momentum of condensation came to an abrupt end, dissipating among the meridians.

Sun Wukong was stunned, and hurriedly looked inward, but saw that many meridians around his body were broken and broken.

At this moment, another memory came to mind, making Sun Wukong look at Sima Cheng indifferently like a god of death!

Many years ago, the former's meridians were severely damaged in a battle, and his cultivation fell from the original sixfold spirit gathering realm to the second level. Ten thousand medicines are difficult to treat, and there is no improvement in cultivation, and the culprit is the eldest brother of Sima Cheng in front of him!

"Hahahaha, Sun Wukong, do you still want to do it with me, a waste at the refining level?" Sima Cheng pretended to laugh in fear, the contemptuous mockery on his face was undisguised, his steps were raised, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

"This kind of waste, why do you need the third young master to do it・・・・・・" Several subordinates who came with Sima Cheng raised their steps, laughed in unison, and then each of them bloomed with their own breath, all of which were five or six level cultivators of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

Under the fivefold realm of the Gathering Spirit, all of them are the realm of refining the body, and the fivefold and even above are a watershed in the Gathering Soul Realm, and the spiritual power can be released at close range to hurt people and practice martial arts!

"Hahahaha, it's just a stubborn disease, and I want to stop my ・・・・・・・"

Sun Wukong laughed furiously, he was a dignified Monkey King, and his prestige was famous all over the Three Realms, but today he was reduced to being bullied by ordinary mortals like this!

As soon as he thought of this, Sun Wukong was even more angry, his heart burst out with pride, and a magical power bloomed in his soul, which merged with the spiritual power of the meridians all over his body, and then crashed towards the meridians all over his body.

This spiritual power contains healing power, and the meridians reached by the spiritual power have healed and become extremely tough.

And Sun Wukong still controls the spiritual power, impacting the third barrier of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

'Puff puff'

Invisibly, three muffled sounds came out in succession, Sun Wukong's body was surrounded by white qi, and his own spiritual realm double cultivation instantly broke through to the fifth level, breaking through the level at which this spiritual power can be released, but the trend still continues.

The remaining spiritual power of the four meridians in Sun Wukong's body is gathering more and more, and he is still moving forward! While his cultivation is making a breakthrough, the internal and external injuries of his body are also healed. The muscles on the entire body are also forged, and they are full of strong power!

The subordinates of the Sima family who rushed forward stopped one after another, a little stunned, what is the situation?

Even Sima Cheng couldn't stop laughing, his brows furrowed and his heart was puzzled.

The injuries in the meridians on Sun Wukong's body are extremely serious, how can he recover or even improve his cultivation again?

But this is not over, in this instant, Sun Wukong's cultivation momentum has reached the seventh level of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and the haunting white qi has gradually dissipated, and the capacity of the dantian has expanded several times compared to before, full of flowing spiritual power.

"Whew・・・・・・"

Sun Wukong raised his head and shouted, his long hair fluttered up, and his handsome and cold face was filled with a terrifying murderous aura.

He had been holding back a bad breath in his heart for more than ten years, and he urgently needed to vent. The return of the king needs to be accompanied by the group of people in front of him!

The spiritual power in his body was not yet completely stable, so Sun Wukong habitually plucked his right ear with his right hand, and then shouted: "Come out, Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick!"

However, there is no old buddy in his hand who accompanied him in the Three Realms back then!

"You all have to die!" Sun Wukong's voice was as indifferent as a life-seeking Shura, which made their hearts tremble.

"The people of the Sun family, who are still breathing, dare to say such wild words and beat this young master to death!" Sima Cheng shouted at the group of subordinates with a calm face, and his young face was full of ruthlessness and murderous aura that did not match his age.

"Yes!" The group of subordinates woke up like a dream and pounced on Sun Wukong.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong was even more angry in his heart, he jumped in shape, and took the initiative to meet a group of Sima family subordinates who rushed in, and the fist that burst out was full of terrifying monstrous power, and it actually blew the oncoming person into a chest collapse, and he was killed.

He is as agile as a monkey and as swift as a cheetah. In a fit of rage, every blow was infinitely powerful, and no one could take it, no one could dodge his attack, and no one could touch the corners of his clothes. The figure of the person who was hit fell to the ground in an instant, and he died directly in Huangquan!

Although there is a gap between the five-fold six-fold and the seven-fold spirit-gathering spirit, they still have the power of one blow, but unfortunately they met Sun Wukong. A Shura who held his breath and needed to vent urgently. A god of war in the Three Realms known for his hand-to-hand combat!

After a while, all the subordinates brought by Sima Cheng fell to the ground, and blood flowed like a river. Before the enraged Monkey King, no one survived!

Sima Cheng looked at this scene in a daze, all this, from the beginning to the end of the battle, was too fast.

"It's your turn!" An indifferent voice sounded, and Sun Wukong looked at Sima Cheng, cold and bloodthirsty!

"Hmph!" Sima Cheng snorted coldly, glanced at the corpses of his subordinates on the ground, his face was very ugly, and his momentum was released, and he was also the seventh level of cultivation of Gathering Spirits, but his momentum was a few points stronger than that of a group of subordinates!

"I'd like to see how many tricks you can block me?"

The rampant words sounded, and Sima Cheng's figure pounced on Sun Wukong, and the palms that burst out were full of spiritual power to kill!

Sun Wukong's upright figure was motionless, he just raised his fist casually and faced Sima Cheng, in addition to a body of spiritual power, a primordial power that had been refined by spiritual power and even the power of the divine soul also filled the arm, pouring straight into the fist!

'Bang'

The fists of the two of them slammed together without dodging or dodging, and their energy was agitated.

'Jam wipe, jam wipe'

With a few crisp sounds, Sima Cheng's eyes widened angrily and his face distorted. Sun Wukong's punch was unexpectedly incomparable! With one touch, the bones of his entire right arm were instantly broken into several pieces!

"Ah・・・・・" The pain of breaking bones made Sima Cheng scream endlessly, and he was in pain, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

'Bang'

After an instant stagnation, Sun Wukong slammed another punch on Sima Cheng's chest, the terrifying force caused his chest and ribs to collapse, a mouthful of thick blood spit out of his mouth, and his body fell to the ground, and even the strength to struggle no longer existed!

Sun Wukong walked towards Sima Cheng expressionlessly, his cold eyes were like staring at a dead man, so indifferent that he had no emotion at all.

The fear in Sima Cheng's heart spread uncontrollably, Sun Wukong is also a seven-fold cultivator of the Gathering Spirit, but it gives Sima Cheng a danger that is difficult for people who have cultivated in the eightfold or even the early stage of the Ninth Soul Gathering Realm, Sun Wukong's strength is too strong.

He looked up at Sun Wukong, his eyes flashed with fear, but his mouth was still rampantly threatening: "Sun Wukong, if you dare to kill me, my father will definitely let you and your father and mother live better than death!"

"Are you threatening me?" A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Sun Wukong's mouth: "Don't worry, I will let them go down to accompany you, but you, you will never see this day again!"

No matter when and where, despite his low cultivation, Sun Wukong's least favorite thing is to be threatened by others, not to mention being an ant in the mortal world!

"You dare!" With the fear of death, Sima Cheng struggled to crawl back, but he couldn't move an inch.

There were no more superfluous words, and it was Sun Wukong's feet that were trampled down with a thousand powers, and they fell on Sima Cheng's head!

"Ah・・・・・・・h

Sima Cheng's screams stopped abruptly, and with a bang, his head was smashed to pieces!

"The one who killed you, my grandson killed it today, you, rest in peace!" Looking at the blood stains on his feet, Sun Wukong gasped in his mouth, and the resentment left by the former gradually faded.

"If you come to the Jade Emperor, you wait, when my old grandson returns one day, he will definitely kill you upside down!" He looked up at the sky, gritted his teeth and whispered, his cold face was indifferent, and his eyes were full of monstrous obsession.

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