Chapter 1774 Xing Tian's action, axe to cut Wukong

"What? Why is there one less god of power in your body? Xing Tian's eyes carefully swept his distraction, and when he was right, he found something wrong.

"This, I gave it to someone else!" The criminal nature is not wordy. In an instant, he will tell the situation in the shortest way.

"This young man is playing very smoothly! It's a pity that the strength is still a little poor, otherwise, it's really a character!" While speaking, there is no doubt about the arrogance of Xing Tian.

Xing Tian was distracted, but he didn't care much about Zhong Yuan's affairs. Now, what he cares about is the problem of the sea of witch spirit. Although I have returned, I can extract my own essence at any time and replenish it, so that the sea of the great witch spirit can return to normal. However, in this way, it is bound to have a great impact on my strength. If you can't do it, it's better not to do it.

At that time, Xing Tianshen said again, "Son, what should we do now? Do you want to concentrate on one of them first? In this way, it will be much easier to deal with the remaining two!"

"Isn't it a pity to kill such a talent?" When Xing Tianben heard the words, he did not hesitate at all, so he shook his head and said.

"That's what you mean..." The nature of punishment is time again and again.

"It's very simple. Just integrate the three of them into my witch clan!" Xing Tian did not wait for him to finish his words, so he cut off the way.

"How is this possible? The three of them are also a generation of gods of war. The combat power is extraordinary, and each has its own magical powers. It's not easy to fight and kill, let alone transformation? When Xing Tian heard this, he was shocked at that time, "Well, even if you move with all your strength, I'm afraid it's still invincible!"

"That's good, but. Don't we have another helper?" When Xing Tianben spoke, he couldn't help showing a trace of coldness in his tone.

"Helper? Where is it?" The criminal talent is very surprised.

Xing Tianbenzun did not immediately open his mouth to respond, but stretched out his hand, wiped the void, stood up time, and a figure of closed practice appeared in front of the two people.

That figure is handsome and handsome. It is Zhong Yuan, who has just gained strength.

The nature of punishment is divine. I immediately made clear what I thought. However, he did not agree with this. At that time, he said, "I, this Zhong Yuan, has great potential, and he is also a disciple of the Taoist of Tongtian Sect. There must be a bright future in the future. He owes us this favor. In the future, it will definitely play a huge role. Isn't it a waste to use it now?

In addition, this Zhong Yuan, now his cultivation is still shallow, and the three gods of war. They have all been famous for many years. No matter which one he is, he is not an opponent, such a little help. Is it enough?"

"Don't you still have me?" Xing Tian looked extremely confident. He waved his hand and said, "We witches have been through all the thorns and experienced all the ups and downs. Even if you need help, you can't sign such an alliance under the city.

Speaking of this, Xing Tianben paused for a moment, and then continued, "I think about how much energy and effort I spent in those years to condense the god of power. Zhong Yuan, just like this, took it away without any effort and crossed the boundary of Daluo. How could it be so easy?

If he gets benefits, he has to pay the corresponding price. Otherwise, isn't there no justice in this world?"

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Wanbao Temple.

The shadow is shadowy, and the monk is afraid that there will be thousands of people.

These monks, ranging from three or five people to more than a dozen people, bombarded Zhou Tianxingzhu in the hall. The roar is like rolling thunder, endless in the ears, flowing with color, floating around, very gorgeous.

When the bombardment is banned, there is very little competition. However, whenever the forbidden barrier of a treasure is broken and the treasure light flows out, countless monks rush forward to fight in all directions.

The ownership of each magic weapon must be accompanied by the fall of some monks. As little as one or two, as many as dozens. And these fallen monks will set off another battle. After all, they also have their own treasures. However, the scale of the competition for their treasures is much smaller.

Above the pole of the North Star, a lamp-shaped forbidden barrier of Daluo Zhibao has been shaken after the bombardment of seven Daluo gods, and may collapse at any time.

And at this moment, around, countless monks who were also bombarding other treasures to seal the barrier, unconsciously, slowed down the movements in their hands, and their spirits were concentrated in this regard and ready to take action at any time.

The seven Daluo gods have not only seen more, but also seen more of this situation. Therefore, at this moment, they also consciously took a little strength and were ready to deal with the competition of everyone.

"Bun--"

With a soft sound, the banning barrier of the lamp-shaped Daluo Zhibao was shattered, and the bright silver flame spewed out thinly, and the whole hall was clear.

At this moment, in the Wanbao Hall, like boiling water in a pot, boiled in an instant, roaring, flames flying across, dozens of hands, leaning towards the lamp-shaped magic weapon.

Seeing that a dark magic claw was going to be caught first. Suddenly, everyone felt that the void was suddenly distorted. The distorted power of this void is extremely powerful. Everyone has no one. If they have the power to resist, they can be transferred to other places! There is no exception.

When everyone came to their senses, they were the first to be in the valley of bitterness.

And in this bitter spring valley, not only these monks who entered the Marlboro Hall, but also the monks who entered the Shentong Hall, the Elixir Hall, the Lingcai Hall and other pavilions to find treasures are all here. There were tens of thousands of people. For a while, the cold and bitter spring valley became lively, just like a market.

"It's time to hide the world!" At this moment, looking at the dense monks around, everyone "understands" what's going on.

"Why is it time at this time? I'm just a little bit, just a little bit! As long as you give me another moment, I can pocket the Daluo Zhibao!" A Daluo Shenjun in black robe lowered his head and was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could think about.

Because they can sense that under the bitter spring, the big egg has disappeared. It's impossible for him to go in again.

"Oced, you can be content! At least, we have got a treasure of Daluo, and we haven't got anything yet?"

"That's it!"

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As soon as he said this, everyone's thoughts spread vividly, and one by one, they all turned their eyes to the monks around them.

At this moment, the gods of Daluo were all happy, and those with insufficient cultivation were sad. They knew that the treasure they had worked so hard to get was probably not belong to them.

Those who are timid, or know that their strength is too poor and have no ability to escape at all, can stay in place honestly, and some even take the initiative to show the treasures they have obtained, hoping to ensure that their lives are worry-free through such cooperation.

And those who were bold and had a certain amount of capital had no hesitation. As soon as possible, they rushed up and flew away in all directions.

In their opinion, Daluo Shenjun is limited after all. At least, it is much less than those Jinxian Zhenjun. It is also very possible to escape under the lack of skills. Therefore, they want to fight for that glimmer of vitality.

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The sea of heaven, the sea of the great witch spirit.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Zhenwu Emperor suddenly sensed the concentration of treasures from all over the world. There were some strange movements, and the void was distorted and hidden into a storm. With these storms, tens of thousands of monks disappeared one after another.

At the first time, their reaction was the same. It was time for the secret to appear in the world. Therefore, in time, each of them suddenly stimulated their potential, swallowed it fiercely, and tried to make more money in the end.

However, after a while, they found that the three of them were not directly teleported away like those people. Everything was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened.

In such a situation, it is unusual. Sun Wukong and three others unconsciously slowed down the speed of swallowing and sucking at this moment. One by one, they all raised their vigilance and deliberately planned a little strength to prepare for the change.

Sun Wukong, the combat power increased greatly, and he felt this solemn atmosphere. At that time, the will of war rose, and there was no hesitation at all, so he roared, "Who is playing tricks? If you have the ability, just come out to fight. Don't pretend to be a ghost!"

"Good to say!" Sun Wukong was just a simple way to provoke a general. From the bottom of his heart, he did not think that someone would respond stupidly. However, as soon as he said this, there was a strong and condensed voice, which sounded, like a thunder, shaking the world.

"In that case, you can take me and try it!"

With the sound, a long-handled tomahawk, which was not more than ten feet long, appeared out of thin air, with a dark luster, shining through the sky, fiercely towards the head of the Monkey King and cut it.

The momentum and sharpness, even the three gods of war, can't help but be shocked. Sun Wukong hurriedly urged Ruyi beads, manifested a golden stick, and greeted him.

"Bun--"

With an earth-shaking earthquake, the giant axe shook slightly and did not move. Sun Wukong, even with a stick, was split into the depths of the sea of the great witch spirit. Out of thin air, a huge whirlpool appeared on the sea of the great witch spirit. ( To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to the starting point (.) Vote for recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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