An invisible storm was formed. In the fierce storm, countless sword lights flashed by at every moment, and Sun Wukong's armor was already covered with cracks.

This is the price of the mistaken person, and Ying Chen seized the fleeting flaw.

"roar"

After Sun Wukong was knocked away by Ying Chen again, he let out an angry roar, and a faint golden light flashed through his red eyes.

He had completely lost his mind, but his beastly instinct was infinitely magnified in his increasingly scarlet pupils.

Live toward death!

He dodged, waved the golden cudgel in his hand, and smashed it hard at the rage in Ying Chen's hand. The giant sword beside him directly pierced his soon-to-be-breaking armor.

The sharpness of the blade almost pierced Sun Wukong's heart, gushing angrily and drinking the enemy's blood, making a carnival roar.

The dark and silent Sun Wukong swam in the body of the unrestrained Sun Wukong, devouring the energy of Sun Wukong in front of him.

Ying Chen still underestimated Sun Wukong, or underestimated the true power in Sun Wukong's body.

The crazy bloodthirsty and unlimited growth surprised him.

"kill"

The murderous intent in the red ghost's pupils was facing the boy, clenched his fist with his left hand and exerted force on his waist. Tens of millions of tons of force were poured into a punch in his hand.

He hit Ying Chen's face covered with dark golden dragon scales.

"Hahaha"

Release the giant sword in his hand, Ying Chen also punched Sun Wukong like a madman.

"boom"

The golden and red mist had long been blown away, and endless smoke and dust soared into the sky, but it was dispersed in an instant.

Blood was boiling and roaring alive. Now Ying Chen was like a completely crazy dragon, and his body was filled with the tyranny of the dragon clan.

But he was very sober, violent but rational, cruel and cold.

A huge black sun suddenly appeared to cover the entire sky, pulling Sun Wukong with a giant blade stuck in a voluntarily.

The giant blade was as if it was alive, burning Sun Wukong with the flames of death without control.

It shattered Sun Wukong's heart and then burned it, cutting the sharp territory without any further damage.

"roar"

The bloodthirsty red light deepened again, Sun Wukong's power was increasing rapidly, and his body also continued to rise, just like the mythical Dharma Heaven and Earth.

“…”

At the same time, the dark golden scales on Ying Chen's body were constantly emitting scorching golden steam, ferocious bone spurs, and boiling dragon blood.

He was also getting bigger, his burning golden eyes flashing with cold murderous intent and endless murderous intent.

Waving the rage that entangled the flames of death, Ying Chen was in a confrontation with Sun Wukong. As time passed, Sun Wukong's power became stronger and stronger.

Endless murderous intent and fire-like fighting spirit appeared in the scarlet and red pupils, and in an instant there was another amazing loud noise.

Changbai Mountain is like a weak doll, and is already out of place under the ravages of the two war gods.

The two turned into golden and red streams, colliding constantly in the air, with the endless storm carrying the tinnitus sound boom.

Ying Chen, holding two magic weapons, let out a silent roar, and a dazzling flame bloomed in his dazzling golden pupils. With countless clones blocking him, he waved his sword to meet the Sun Wukong who was like an ancient ferocious beast.

Endless flames of death swept across the entire battle zone, and the weak clones were killed, but in the next second, more clones appeared out of thin air.

The black sun in the sky is increasing and expanding at all times. With the injection of Ying Chen's mental power, the surrounding clones are sucked into the body, crushed and decomposed.

At every moment, countless swords and bachelor shadows flashed by. Ying Chen held two giant blades in his hand, waved his waist, twisting his waist, and with the blessing of many words, tens of millions of tons of power poured down.

Then he slashed Sun Wukong away, but he was not happy at all. His dazzling golden eyes reflected the battlefield full of smoke and dust.

Sun Wukong's power was so powerful that Ying Chen couldn't figure out his bottom.

Every time he was knocked away by Ying Chen, he would stand up and become stronger and stronger. The figures of the two were almost fifty meters.

Something was wrong with him. Sun Wukong was too abnormal. Even Ying Chen, who was eager to evolve, felt a little tricky at this moment. Sun Wukong's endless growth power was reminding him of the quick battle and decisive battle all the time.

Otherwise, he is afraid that he will not be able to control it.

The blood-red sword on the giant sword in his hand began to appear in the red and black fields, the fantasy world and the divine silence.

Like the Yin-Yang fish that separates the clear and turbid, the two fields are perfectly merged again, and the violent fierce soldiers are now as if they are truly resurrected, making silent roars.

After wiping the alchemy formation that had been arranged, the area of ​​Changbai Mountain that was transformed into Nibelon root began to collapse rapidly.

Instead, it was replaced by an endless frenzy of elemental power. The fierce giant blade was willing to swallow the frenzy of elementals. The inner spirit also raised itself to its peak since its birth.

On the realm where clear and turbid self-dividing is attached a layer of elemental power, the thickness of the earth, the speed of the wind, the surging water, and the violent fire.

With the blessing of endless power, these two evil soldiers burst out the power that was enough to kill the stars, slowly gathering together. With the blessing of hundreds of times the complex domain of instant and time zero, it could not stop.

In just a moment, the golden stream of light was like a ribbon, drew a long line in the air, and the dazzling golden eyes also shone with its most extreme brilliance.

At that extreme speed, the evaporated mist emitted from the opening and closing of the golden light and the scales turned into a golden stream of light, like a god descending to the earth, and an attack like a falling star fell in an instant.

Slash towards the creature who dared to offend the supreme majesty.

Let him understand the power of the Supreme!

"war"

Sun Wukong roared, like a crazy beast, his body covered with knife marks suddenly became bigger, his red eyes became more violent, and his power appeared out of thin air.

He picked up the golden cudgel that had long been broken and turned into two pieces, waved his hands and looked at Ying Chen who had fallen from the sky.

The boiling fighting spirit and endless anger reflect each other in the eyes of both sides.

The next moment, the giant sword collided with the broken rod, and the force like a nuclear explosion covered the entire Changbai Mountain, and endless light shone.

The fragile black sun was shaken by the invisible shock wave, and the entire Changbai Mountain was razed to the ground like a nuclear explosion.

The invisible shock wave spread out, and the smoke and dust scattered everywhere, blocked and covered by the last golden barrier.

Two figures covered with scars stood at each other in the center of the explosion, in a huge pit nearly a hundred meters.

"Boy, I have a genital"

After taking the suicide attack in the Fantasy World, Sun Wukong seemed to have recovered his reason, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the bloody monkey's face.

It was so refreshing, so happy that he had fought to the flesh for the first time. Since he was born in this world, he had no idea where he came from.

It was just that he followed the flow endlessly. He protected the earth for a long time. It was not until the Tiandao Star attacked a thousand years ago that he fought for it.

The war broke out, and after those "boring" battles, finally, after he made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, the Tiandao Stars retreated and he returned to the earth and fell asleep.

But in this fight between flesh and flesh, he seemed to have found his meaning. An inexplicable voice sounded in his mind, infinitely amplifying his already combative nature.

In the fierce murderous intent, endless murderous intent flashed by, and as the battle progressed, the gradually silent force in the body began to emerge.

He likes his current state, as if he is dying, which makes him excited and mad. The dance on the tip of the knife makes his blood burn.

Now he is at his peak, his first dying since his birth, which made the power in his body gush out, and every cell in his body roar.

Fight against the sky with a stick, standing in the sky.

In a trance, Sun Wukong in front of him seemed to have really shown that peerless style.

Even though his golden cudgel had long been broken, the body that had never fallen was stronger than Sun Wukong who had first met. His boiling fighting spirit washed away the Buddha nature that he had dyed over the years.

At this moment, the figure of the proud world seemed to have returned, returned in the myth, broke the Buddha's spell, and came to the world with the fighting spirit that soared into the sky.
Chapter completed!