Among the younger generations of cultivators in the Qianming Kingdom, it is not for nothing that they can defeat the early stage cultivators of the Soul Forging Stage, and the most outstanding genius disciples of the Xuyan Sect, Chanji Temple, Golden Sword Sect, Guiyi and other great forces all have the strength to defeat the early stage cultivators of the Soul Forging Sect.

However, those most powerful heroes in Qianmingguo have the support of big forces behind them, what does Sun Wukong have? There is a grandfather who is at the peak of the Yuan Dynasty is still dead, and there is a Zhang Bo who is like a relative. He is just a lonely and helpless teenager, if he says help, only Gu Yihan saved him a few times, gave him a Qingling Pill, and there was no other support.

But Sun Wukong is now comparable to the most powerful geniuses in Qianmingguo, in just a few months, he has gone from the peak of Qi refining to the peak of Zhuyuan, no one in Qianmingguo has ever progressed so fast, but Sun Wukong has done it, he is the most beautiful person in Qianmingguo.

"If you let me go, I will give you a slave and a servant. Pu Han fell to the ground and shouted in horror, Sun Wukong could seriously injure him with one move, and killing him was like killing a chicken. Pu Han is afraid, no one wants to die, he is more afraid of death than most people.

"What's the use of you?" Sun Wukong sneered, most disgusted by this kind of greedy for life and afraid of death, and betrayal is like child's play.

Monkey King raised his hand and waved, and a blade of spiritual power condensed slashed towards Pu Han.

"No、、、 don't 、、、," Pu Han screamed in horror and fell in a pool of blood.

"Ah、、、 you can't kill me, I'm the young master of Hengtong Commercial Bank, and you won't be able to survive if you kill me. Seeing with his own eyes a Soul Forging Realm cultivator being easily killed by Sun Wukong, Zhou Ziang screamed in fear.

"Young Master Hengtong Trading Bank, when you wanted to kill me, did you ever think that you would be killed?" Sun Wukong stared at Zhou Ziang with bloodthirsty eyes, and his body exuded a violent aura.

"Who the hell is he? so powerful!" The girl in green looked at the violent aura on Sun Wukong's body, and said in surprise: "There are not many cultivators who use iron rods, is he Sun Wukong?"

Thinking of the slightly thin young man in front of him, it was the Monkey King who had recently become famous in Qianmingguo, the girl in green was even more surprised, and said secretly: "There is no void under the fame, it is really powerful, even more powerful than the rumors." ”

"You can't kill me、、、 you can't kill me、、、" Zhou Ziang has lived in brocade clothes and jade food since he was a child, although his cultivation talent is good, and his strength is good at a young age, but after all, he has not experienced real life and death experience. Looking at Sun Wukong's bloodthirsty gaze and his violent breath, his heart collapsed, and he turned around and fled inexplicably with a frightened expression.

"Where to escape!" Sun Wukong burst into a shout, and the iron rod slashed out from top to bottom, and a giant stick with several zhang of spiritual power condensed smashed towards Zhou Ziang.

"Ah、、、h

There was a scream, a muffled sound, blood splattered, flesh and blood flew sideways, and poor Zhou Ziang was blown up and turned into flesh and blood flying in the sky.

After killing Zhou Ziang, Sun Wukong's expression did not change, and after glancing at the girl in green, he turned around and left.

The girl in green saw Sun Wukong turn around and leave, her expression was entangled for a moment, and she hurriedly shouted: "Hey!

"What's the matter?" said Sun Wukong as he looked at the green-clothed girl who came to him.

"You're the Monkey King, right? Thank you for saving me. The girl in green looked grateful.

"No thanks, they were my enemies in the first place. Sun Wukong didn't care.

"Here are the two crystalline fruits promised to you, for you. The girl in green reluctantly took out two crystal fruits and handed them to Sun Wukong.

Glancing at the reluctant look of the girl in green, Sun Wukong smiled, reached out and took a crystal fruit and said, "One is enough, I'm leaving." ”

Sun Wukong took a crystal green fruit from the hand of the girl in green, and then turned to leave.

Looking at Sun Wukong's back, so thin but so wild, the girl in green jumped in her heart, her face couldn't help but turn red, staring at the distant Sun Wukong and shouting: "My name is Li Yuzhen, maybe we will meet again." ”

Sun Wukong didn't respond, and quickly disappeared into the air in the distance, Li Yuzhen didn't know if he heard it, but thinking that Sun Wukong didn't respond, he was a little disappointed.

There is an immortal temple in the Tianxian space, this ancient immortal temple has always existed, but no one has been able to find the location of the immortal temple. The Heavenly Immortal Space has existed for nearly a thousand years, and it has been hundreds of years since the appearance of the Heavenly Immortal Gate, and it has been opened dozens of times, but no one has come to this immortal temple.

But this time the Heavenly Immortal Space was opened, and the ancient Immortal Temple changed, no longer so ethereal, and became clear and real. At this moment, the Immortal Temple seemed to exude an inexplicable power, attracting cultivators who had entered the Heavenly Immortal Space to walk towards the Immortal Temple in the dark.

"Amitabha! Donor, we meet again, do you remember the little monk?" Sun Wukong was guided by an inexplicable force to walk slowly, and a little monk came quickly.

When Sun Wukong looked at it, he showed a strange look, it turned out that the little monk was the ring color.

"Monk Se, looking at your panicked appearance, did you peek at that girl taking a bath and being chased and killed?"

"Amitabha! The little monk is a monk, and the monk abstains from prostitution and lust, so how can I watch other girls take a bath? In addition, this time it was a man and a woman who chased me, not a girl. The seren-ring monk explained solemnly, with no embarrassment on his face, as if he was really a holy monk.

"Where did the lewd monk escape?" I only heard a girl screaming.

Sun Wukong thought that it was the girl named Murong Jin chasing after him, but he didn't expect that it was a man and a woman chasing after him quickly. The woman Sun Wukong also knew, it was the girl named Meng Huan of Jinjianmen, who was with Chen Fan, a disciple of Jinjianmen the next day, but the proud Chen Fan was killed by Sun Wukong, and she was drunk by Sun Wukong.

"Amitabha! The little monk and the two of them have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the near future, why should the two of them chase each other hard? Even if they like to hide and seek, they can't play in this dangerous fairy space!" The little monk said to Meng Huan and his companion youth with an innocent face.

"Sun Wukong?" Meng Huan saw that Sun Wukong ignored the ring, and suddenly shouted with hatred.

"Is he the Monkey King who killed Chen Fan?" the young man beside Meng Huan stared at Sun Wukong coldly.

The young man was dressed in white, his long hair was as black as ink, his appearance was handsome and extraordinary, he held a sword in his hand, and his body exuded an extremely fierce aura.

"Yes, it was Senior Brother Chen Fan who he killed, at that time, Senior Brother Chen Fan and I reported the name of Senior Brother Lonely, but he didn't care about it, and still killed Senior Brother Chen Fan without hesitation. Meng Huan looked at Sun Wukong with hatred.

Meng Huan has always been in love with Chen Fan, but Chen Fan has always been proud, and when he was busy cultivating in the sect, Meng Huan rarely had the opportunity to contact him. But after entering the gate of the immortals, I didn't expect the two to meet unexpectedly, although they only got along for half a day, but the relationship quickly became closer, Meng Huan was overjoyed, thinking that he would soon be able to become a couple with Chen Fan, but he didn't expect his beloved lover to be killed by Sun Wukong with a stick, and his joy suddenly turned into a dream bubble, how could he not hate Sun Wukong?

"Are you Sun Wukong? did you kill Chen Fan?"

"It's good that I'm Sun Wukong, as for what you said about Chen Fan, I should have killed him too. Sun Wukong said lightly, not caring about the fierce momentum of the lonely meteor.

"Amitabha! It turns out that the donor is Sun Wukong, and he has admired his name for a long time!" The little monk looked at Sun Wukong with a surprised expression.

"Chen Fan is an elite disciple of my Golden Sword Sect, you killed him and didn't give an explanation?"

Looking at the lonely meteor, Sun Wukong sneered arrogantly: "He wants to kill me, I kill him rightly, what do you need to explain?"

"Well, I heard that you are very arrogant, and today you have seen it. Let me see if your arrogance can hold my sword. The figure of the lone meteor flashed, and he saw a vague white shadow rushing towards Sun Wukong.

As a genius on the first day of the Golden Sword Sect, Lone Meteor's cultivation has reached the early stage of soul forging, and he is a veritable genius cultivator, and his combat power is also extremely powerful.

A sword was slashed out, several times stronger than Chen Fan, but Sun Wukong was not afraid, the "Xuan Air" was running, and he smashed it out with a stick.

"Master Sun, do you want to help?" The little monk knew very well the strength of the lone meteor, and Sun Wukong only had the peak of Zhuyuan, a big difference of a realm, guessing that Sun Wukong would inevitably be defeated by the lone meteor, so he asked.

"No!" Sun Wukong didn't want to refuse directly for the words of the little monk who quit sex, whether it was a lone meteor opponent is unknown, and he will talk about it after fighting.

"Interesting!" Sun Wukong refused without hesitation, making the ring show an intriguing smile, he was not saying polite words, he really intended to help, how to say that the lone meteor was also attracted by him, he couldn't watch Sun Wukong die of being affected. But when he heard that Sun Wukong refused to help, he didn't do it immediately, he also wanted to see Sun Wukong's strength.

The sword qi shines in all directions, and the stick shadows overlap and sweep the four. The Lone Meteor is indeed powerful, it is worthy of being a first-day disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, and ordinary Soul Forging Early Stage Cultivators are by no means its opponents, and it is estimated that Soul Forging Middle Stage Cultivators can fight. But Sun Wukong is also extraordinary, although he is at a disadvantage, he is not defeated, and his momentum is brave and violent, which is surprising.

Seeing that Sun Wukong was at the peak of Zhuyuan's cultivation, and he was able to defeat the lonely meteor in the early stage of soul forging, the little monk who quit color was surprised inexplicably, and Meng Huan, who was watching not far away, was even more shocked. She knew that Sun Wukong was very powerful, and she could kill Chen Fan with one stick, but she didn't expect Sun Wukong to be so powerful.

The little monk who quit the color was still a little nervous, but after seeing Sun Wukong's strength so strong, his expression instantly relaxed, and it was impossible for Lone Meteor to fight him and Sun Wukong no matter what.

"Hehe, female donor, the little monk didn't see you taking a bath, but you were happy when you chased me! Why don't we go to the woods next to us to discuss the essence of Buddhism?" The little monk walked towards Meng Huan with a light in his eyes.

Although Meng Huan is not as beautiful as Qiu Ruolin, Murong Jin and other peerless beauties, she is also extremely beautiful, especially the pair of high and bulging jade peaks on her chest, which makes the little monk unable to move, as if he can penetrate his clothes and stare at Meng Huan's chest tightly.

"Lewd monk die!" was stared at by a little monk in the chest, Meng Huan was extremely ashamed and angry, and the sword swung towards the little monk.

"Amitabha! The female benefactor is too impulsive, the little monk didn't want to move his hands and feet, but now I'm afraid it's inevitable. The handsome face of the little monk smiled, as if he was waiting for Meng Huan to make a move.

The strength of the monk is extremely strong, and he is also at the peak of Zhuyuan, Meng Huan's strength is a big difference between it, and he is not the opponent of the Jiese at all, and the Jiese walks around Meng Huan with his strong strength, and his hands always accidentally touch the place where he shouldn't be touched, and the angry Meng Huan screams, but he is helpless.

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