But it was said that Sun Xing here killed among the gods of the Thunder Department, it was really like a tiger entering a flock, and none of the sticks fell to pierce the void, and then the stick head suddenly appeared on their heads and chests, and two people couldn't react, and they were directly beaten by a stick to the point that their bodies and the primordial gods were shattered into powder.

"Sun Wukong, you are so rampant, Heavenly Court will not let you go!" Wen Zhong yelled.

Wen Zhong's madness didn't help, but he was beaten by Wukong with two sticks, and the upper and lower bones of his body were broken, and Wuzhi Qi went up to make up for two punches, which directly beat Wen Zhong's body to fester, and got out of the Yuan Shen, but his Yuan Shen did not run away, but chose to blow himself up!

"What a loyal dog!" Wukong shouted coldly.

As soon as he grabbed the flagpole of the plain cloud flag, he threw the sickle and axe, and saw two cold lights falling, Wen Zhong's Yuan Shen was expanding rapidly, but when the strong will of revolutionary beings fell, Yuan Shen immediately fell unconscious, and with a twist of the sickle, Wen Zhong was completely wiped out, and he fell into a painting cake.

Wuzhi Qi bared his teeth and said, "Thank you Brother Tai for helping!"

Wukong also smiled: "It's all my own family, thank you." ”

Over there, Sun Xingzhi jumped up and down with the Heavenly Machine Stick of Creation, thirty-six Tiangang, seventy-two Earth Demons, a total of one hundred and eight changes made him play smoothly, and the gods of the Thunder Department couldn't hold him at all, but he was flashed close by his move, raised his hand and punched, and fainted.

"I'm here to help you!" Wu Zhiqi shouted, and fought his way into the warband.

Shicai, Wen Zhong and the others forced him to have no way to go to the sky and no way to go to the ground, and he was very aggrieved in his heart, and this time they had been beaten to pieces. It's a good time to beat up the water dogs! Fingers flicked. Mines flew out one after another, blowing up the gods of the thunder tribe in a blur of flesh and blood.

Wukong spat out the true fire of Samadhi, and with the assistance of Hongmeng purple qi, he made every effort to refine the plain cloud realm flag.

The plain Cloud Realm Banner trembled, apparently summoned to fly back to the Queen Mother of the West, but Wukong's methods were exerted, and the Pure World Dust and the Great Revolution Seal were suppressed above. It's not easy to fly away. That fight defeated the Dharma body and manifested again, pinching a treasure wheel seal with both hands, the light was shining, and millions of Buddha light fell down, and the Sanskrit sound was unconscious.

"Prajna Prajna, revealing the truth, revealing the truth, Pradhi Monk revealing the truth, Bodhi Maha ......" The one who defeated the Buddha's thoughts was the Wuchao Zen Master, which is also a volume of the Heart Sutra taught by Subodhi. It's a lot of wonder.

The scythe and axe manifested again, and both of them held the plain cloud flag. A great wave of revolutionary will poured into it.

"Revolutionary world!" Wukong pinched the magic trick with both hands, and drank softly, and the revolutionary will burrowed into the plain cloud flag, obliterating the divine thoughts and talismans inside.

"Buzz!"

The plain cloud realm flag trembled suddenly, and finally stopped, quietly suspended in the void, Wukong once again poured into the revolutionary will, and completely refined the plain cloud realm flag, but it was not yet round and wishful, and it would take a while to refine this plain cloud realm flag to the wishful body, after all, this could be cast by the ancient emperor's painstaking efforts.

Zhao Gongming saw that Wen Zhong was killed by Wukong this time, and half of the gods of the Thunder Department were also killed and wounded, and the heavenly soldiers and generals had been wiped out, and seeing that it was difficult to support alone, he wanted to escape, but the gibbon monkey Yuan Hong's ability was very powerful, although he was the ancestor, but he was also piled out of the pill, and it was still a little worse to deal with this kind of old monster who had experienced countless battles in the ancient times, and he was pressed down.

Yuan Hong also has the means of the godson, so Zhao Gongming can't help him at all, it's just that Yuan Hong's cultivation has not reached the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, otherwise Zhao Gongming may not even be able to go through ten rounds.

"Luobao money, go!" Zhao Gongming flicked his fingers, knocked Luobao money out of the luke, and hit Yuan Hong's Tongtian stick.

The Tongtian stick immediately flew towards Zhao Gongming, Zhao Gongming's face was happy, and he took it out, but as soon as he held it in his hand, his face immediately changed greatly, as if he had touched a poisonous snake, and his body was taken by this stick, and he almost fell from the air! After Yuan Hong's 120,000 years of sacrifice, this Tongtian stick has already been as good as he wants, and the weight is extremely large, millions of catties, where can Zhao Gongming's body be moved?

It was also Yuan Hongshi who saw Zhao Gongming beat Wuzhiqi's stick with the treasure money, and when he caught it, he stumbled, and only then did he make this bad move, Zhao Gongming really hit the plan, Yuan Hong immediately stretched out his arms, clenched his fists left and right, and punched Zhao Gongming in the chest with his left hand, beating Zhao Gongming sideways, and his right hand was a split fist and fell, but Zhao Gongming had already sacrificed the cornucopia, Yuan Hong punched on the cornucopia, and the sparks were splashed, and it didn't hit Zhao Gongming, otherwise this punch would definitely make his head break.

Zhao Gongming spat out the old blood and wanted to escape, but here was cast by the heavenly soldiers and generals, he couldn't help but secretly cry bitter in his heart, and said in his heart: "It's really a fucking cocoon, this time if you die, you won't have to be on the god platform!"

The gods of the Thunder Tribes are still struggling to support the onslaught of Wuzhi Qi and Sun Xingzhi, but seeing that defeat is only a matter of time, if they clean up the Thunder Gods, they really can't escape! But now there is no good way to escape, under the net of heaven and earth, without great mana, it is impossible to tear it apart.

Yuan Hong retrieved his Tongtian stick and came to beat Zhao Gongming again.

Zhao Gongming sacrificed the cornucopia, chanting a spell in his mouth, Yuan Hong only felt that the Tongtian stick in his hand trembled for a while, as if he was about to be sucked away by the cornucopia, but Yuan Hong was extremely strong, grasped the stick with his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand, stretched his arm dozens of zhang at once, and looked at Zhao Gongming's head.

"Careless, really careless!" Zhao Gongming scolded again and again in his heart.

He, the God of Wealth, didn't have any magic weapons, but he hated that he didn't borrow the Golden Jiao Scissors and the Mixed Yuan Golden Fight from Sanxiao Niangniang this time, otherwise he would definitely have a fierce battle and would not lose so miserably.

"Kill!"

Yuan Hong shouted, and used all his skills to fight Zhao Gongming, the fist wind was mighty, and the void was shattered layer by layer, and the boxing technique was extremely weird, it seemed that it had not changed, it had not changed, it had not changed, he had experienced the baptism of the battle of the ancient times, and the boxing method naturally carried a fierce and unparalleled murderous aura, and he was indomitable.

For a time, the river and the sea were overturned, the waves exploded, and the fist wind blew up, turning into raindrops and flying out, every drop can wear gold cracked stones, and a stone can definitely be punched out of a big hole.

Zhao Gongming had to sacrifice Tiangang's battle qi to protect his body, but in this way, the mana consumption was even more serious.

"Fight the God of Wealth and be a local tyrant!" Yuan Hong laughed loudly, stretched out his arms, and grabbed Zhao Gongming's cornucopia.

Zhao Gongming's face changed greatly, and the true spirit in the cornucopia was worn out by an inexplicable force, and he was afraid that he would be taken away!

Yuan Hong snorted softly again, and punched on the cornucopia, causing the true spirit stored by Zhao Gongming in the cornucopia to tremble for a while, and then dropped another punch, directly smashing it. Zhao Gongming's face turned pale, the true spirit in the magic weapon was shattered, hurting his own roots, the primordial spirit was dim for a while, and the three flowers and five qi were also confused, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of old blood from the boss.

"Ahh

Zhao Gongming was about to get up, but the wound on his back had not healed yet, and Yuan Hong fell with a stick again!

"Click!"

This stick hit Zhao Gongming's shoulder with a ball of blood, and his bones were shattered into powder.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

......

Yuan Hong's strange screams came and went, and after the strange screams, the iron rod hit the muffled sound on the flesh, beating more than a dozen sticks, Zhao Gongming was beaten into a blood gourd, more air in and less breath, three flowers will be extinguished, five qi will be eliminated, and the Yuan Shen is also broken, and he is about to die.

"Ahh

Then he saw a golden light falling, turning into a dragon, opening his mouth and biting.

Yuan Hong was startled, his left hand clenched his fist, and hit it at once, making Jiaolong tremble, but his arm also burst out with a ball of blood, and the flesh exploded, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart This magic weapon is powerful, and he didn't open it with all his strength, but hurt himself! But he thought in his heart, but the action did not stop, and directly sent a divine thunder talisman over, and fell on Zhao Gongming's body.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Zhao Gongming was killed with his body and Yuan Shen, and disappeared.

On a god-sealing platform, I can't imagine that after tens of thousands of years, I still can't escape this murder!

"Brother!" As soon as Zhao Gongming died, he was silent for a moment, and he heard three screams.

Yuan Hong put the stick on his shoulder, accepted Zhao Gongming's treasure money and cornucopia, and said with a smile: "I killed the God of Wealth, I am a local tyrant!"

Bixiao Niangniang shouted: "Demon monkey, you kill my brother, I will fight with you endlessly!"

To find out what's next, listen to the next breakdown. (To be continued......)