Boundless Sky

In Cheng Hao's inner world, Sun Wukong, who was originally sitting cross-legged under the World Tree, suddenly rushed up, holding a golden hoop, standing majestically above the clouds.

"Haha, I, Old Sun, have finally broken through to the World Realm. From now on, I can use the Mist Rock Destruction Chapter!"

The Wuyan Destruction Technique is an explosive technique that can greatly increase one's combat power, somewhat similar to Lin Xi's Flying Immortal Art.

But something different from Feixianjue is that this technique has a strong tendency of self-destruction. If it is used excessively, the whole person will turn into mist and completely turn into a stone statue. Therefore, this powerful technique is not outstanding in the Wild Era universe, because few people can fully demonstrate its power without any worries.

But for others, this technique is a desperate effort, but for Sun Wukong, it seems to be tailor-made for him. He was originally born as a spiritually intelligent stone monkey, and the side effects of the Wuyan Destruction technique are, for him, It's completely irrelevant and can be ignored!

"Elder brother, come and fight with me!"

After a breakthrough in cultivation and a surge in strength, Sun Wukong desperately wanted to find someone to practice his skills with. The years of training in his master's inner world were almost killing him.

"No!" Ao Wuxu shook his head, "I just swallowed the river of blood that came in from the outside world some time ago. The power in it has not been fully digested, so I can't spare the time for the time being!"

"That's it!"

Sun Wukong scratched his head, "Looking at the power of the bloody river before, it seems that Master has encountered a formidable enemy. I wonder if the enemy has been defeated now?" Wukong clenched his fists in excitement, "It just so happens that my old Sun has made a breakthrough in strength. , should be able to help Master!"

"You don't need to worry about Master's affairs. If necessary, Master will inform us in advance!" Ao Wuxu shook his head and closed his eyes again.

"Hey, my hands are itchy! It was such a pity at the beginning. If the Jade Emperor hadn't committed suicide and summoned an incredible monster, maybe I could have fought him for 300 rounds!"

He scratched his head and was about to put away the Ruyi Golden Cudgel when, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see Mr. Mo lying on a black cloud above the nine heavens, sleeping leisurely and lazily.

"Hey, I finally found someone I can practice with!"

Wukong smiled strangely, and his figure swayed, turning into a misty rainbow light. In an instant, he came to the front of the magic cloud, blocking the path of the magic cloud to continue to float.

"Old devil, don't sleep, get up quickly and have a fight with me!"

Mr. Mo rubbed his eyes, then narrowed his eyes to a slit, lay on the magic cloud, yawned and said, "So it's you, monkey, what do you want from me?"

"What's the matter?" Sun Wukong pointed at Mr. Mo with a golden hoop, "Some time ago, I was bored and read some books collected by Master from various worlds, especially the Journey to the West. I read them all Three times!"

"Oh, what do you want to say?" Mr. Mo turned over and changed into a more comfortable position. His eyelids drooped again, as if he would fall asleep at any time.

"I didn't know until I read the novel that if I hadn't been lucky enough to meet my master, I would have been plotted by the Tathagata long ago. First, I was trapped under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years, and then I had to be a monk in the Lingshan Mountain. For this account, what do you think? , should we make a careful calculation?"

Sun Wukong's body of gods and demons unfolded and turned into a giant monkey with a grinning thunderous face, which looked very scary.

"You have a conflict with Tathagata. Why are you looking for me? I'm not him?" Mr. Mo waved his hand, looking a little impatient.

"Hey, why does it have nothing to do with you... You are the new life of Tathagata. You were born after Tathagata died. Whether you admit it or not, there is a great causal connection between you and him. The cause and effect left by Tathagata, you will You have to take over for him!"

"That's it...it's really troublesome!" Mr. Mo rubbed his forehead and seemed to be quite troubled, "Then Wukong, how do you want to understand this matter?"

"It's very simple, give me a fight!" Sun Wukong waved the golden cudgel, quite excited.

"No!" Mr. Mo scratched his head and expressed his refusal.

"Why, you, a powerful fifth-level man, are you afraid?"

"I'm too tired from fighting. It's no fun wasting my sleeping time!"

"Humph! If you don't fight me, I will fight you. If you don't get up again, I'll let you taste the power of my old Sun's stick!"

Wukong holds the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and the body of the ten thousand-foot-long god and demon exudes overwhelming pressure. There are thunderous winds and thunders in the sky, and there are roars from time to time, as if a battle is about to begin.

"Oh, if you want to fight, then go ahead and let me get some sleep first!" Mr. Mo nodded, turned over and lay on top of the magic cloud, his buttocks slightly raised, as if to tell Wukong, hit here!

"I'm going to kill you! You would rather get beaten than fight me?" This old demon was so cooperative even when he was beaten. Wukong was holding a big stick, and for a moment he was a little embarrassed to do it.

"You can't kill me anyway. As long as you don't die, the sky will fall and it won't be as important as my sleep!"

Your sister!

Wukong has completely lost his temper. He really has no way to deal with this kind of hob meat. He is a Taoist monk and a direct disciple of Emperor Haotian of the Penglai lineage. He also beats an acquaintance for no reason. I'm so embarrassed to start!

"I'm talking about the old devil, the devil, all kinds of burning, killing, looting, and all kinds of anger and resentment. How come you are here and you don't want to make progress!"

Wukong put away his demon body, sat on the clouds, and began to teach him lessons. He felt that this old devil's outlook on life was not correct. As a devil, he had no self-cultivation as a devil. He ate, slept and ate all day long. What was the difference between that and Bajie?

"Those you mentioned are all evil spirits, demons, and unworthy little characters. The real devil is like me. I do whatever I want and act according to my heart!" Mr. Demon replied in his sleep.

"What you said seems to make some sense!" Wukong scratched his head. He was a little confused. The concept of this demon seems not to be much different from that of immortals!

"Then Old Demon, what is your true intention? Do you want to become the ancestor of all demons and rule all realms?"

"no!"

"What is that?" Wukong scratched his head, vaguely having an answer in his mind.

"sleep!"

Sure enough! Wukong sighed, he completely lost his temper at this weird thing.

The senior brother has no time to fight with him. This old demon is a dead pig and is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. He will not fight with him at all. The world tree is the sacred tree that anchors the world in the master's inner world, and he does not dare to provoke it. Although the little girl seems to have a high level of cultivation, he has no time to fight with him. She is no longer weak, but she is the beloved daughter of his master and his wife. She has always been well-behaved and cute, and he does not dare to provoke this little senior sister.

"Forget it, I'd better go find Bajie and loosen his bones!" Sighing, Wukong stood up and prepared to trouble Zhu Bajie.

At this moment, space fluctuations spread rapidly, and a space channel suddenly opened from the starry sky. Wukong looked up and saw his master walking in with a smile on his face, holding a little boy of six or seven years old.