In Sun Wukong’s overbearing

After the words fell, those members of the Death Tribe were not as frightened as everyone imagined. Instead, they laughed wildly. Their faces covered with gray lines were full of viciousness and determination!

"Death Lord! Come out!"

A sound like thunder came from the mouth of the leader of the Death Tribe. The other four Death Tribe people suddenly moved and stood behind the leader of the Death Tribe. They stretched out their palms.

Put it on the former’s shoulders!

Wisps of gray lines visible to the naked eye surged out from their bodies, passed through their palms to the person in front, and finally converged on the leader of the Death Tribe!

"boom!"

When those gray lines surged onto the leader of the Death Tribe, a vast power suddenly burst out from his body, shaking the whole world.

The strong power of death formed a thick fog around him, wrapping his entire body in it.

After the power of death poured in, bursts of roaring sounds suddenly sounded in his body, and the flesh and blood on his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The already burly body suddenly grew rapidly like a balloon.

The few people from the Death Tribe behind him were stirred up quickly, and their whole body strength and even their energy and blood were concentrated on the leader, helping him become stronger.

"Interesting! I want to see if you can make me happy!"

Sun Wukong put the golden cudgel on his shoulders, watched this scene with great interest, and said with a ferocious smile. He had no intention of stopping it, but was slightly excited.

What does it mean to push horizontally with a stick?

He, Sun Wukong, is a monkey that can even fight the sky!

He despises using the strong to overwhelm the weak; only the weak defeating the strong can excite him!

Wang Feng from a distance was watching with the same interest. He believed in Sun Wukong. Even if he were put in Sun Wukong's position, he would still let the people of the Death Tribe break out. Strong men are not afraid of their opponents! They are afraid of them.

, there is no opponent!

"boom!"

In just the blink of an eye, the body of the Death Tribe had already grown to ten feet tall.

Even so, the skyrocketing growth still did not stagnate. Under the convergence of lines formed by the power of death, it skyrocketed even more rapidly.

A moment later, the person from the Death Tribe had already skyrocketed to a height of a hundred feet. The power of death surging throughout his body made the whole world tremble continuously. The terrifying power seemed to lift the heaven and earth apart, and the entire Canghuang Mountains

, all turned into the realm of death, and the infinite power of death swept across, wiping out all life.

That terrifying power was already comparable to that of the Holy King, which made the smile on Sun Wukong's face even bigger. His thin body was filled with fierce fighting spirit!

“It’s gotten a lot bigger!”

"I wonder how much of your body can bear the blows of my old grandson?"

Sun Wukong sneered, and his body suddenly jumped up, appearing in the sky above the dead people of the underworld. The Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand instantly grew longer and larger, reaching a size of a hundred feet, and he slammed it down!

The terrifying power was like a river pouring down from the sky. The void above the heads of the dead people exploded one after another. Void fragments like broken lenses were blown away by the violent force.

"Ming Zun Fist!"

The man from the Death Tribe was filled with murderous intent. His scarlet eyes were fixed on the falling golden cudgel. A furious roar came from his mouth. He stamped his back foot and rushed up.
Chapter completed!