In the thirty-third heaven, Sun Wukong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the barrier in the sky.

The nectar fell all over the sky, crystal clear and brilliant. Unlike before, it began to feather after it left the barrier. By the time it reached the thirty-third level, nothing was left.

The barrier needs to be hatched, no one can stop it.

In a few decades, the three realms will be revealed in chaos.

Too much indissoluble entanglement in Sun Wukong's heart, and he felt a little sad for a moment.

"How could this be?"

Sun Wukong did not expect that he could still be able to be omniscient and omnipotent as the Emperor of Heaven.

There is not much time left, and everyone is anxious.

He must work harder.

Sun Wukong turned around.

"Do you want to practice again?"

Zhenyuan Daxian appeared behind him at some point.

Sun Wukong nodded: "I still have something to do with it."

“It’s already very sufficient.”

Zhenyuan Daxian sighed: "It's the three realms that cannot keep up with you."

He knew that Sun Wukong had expectations for all living beings, but if this continued, the final pressure of the great disaster would fall on him again.

Zhenyuan Daxian no longer wants to see such a scene.

"You're taking too much."

Zhenyuan Daxian said, "It's time to take a rest."

“No one can rest.”

Sun Wukong shook his head. Every time he closed his eyes, he would think of the scene of countless people falling from the sky.

Now he understands very well that it is a great disaster.

"Are you going to that point after all?"

Sun Wukong thought to himself, and then said to Zhenyuan Daxian: "I can resist the tide, but the impact of the catastrophe when it comes is tens of millions of times stronger than it."

He had no reason to rest.

Zhenyuan Daxian's expression darkened.

Sun Wukong took a step forward and left the Heavenly Palace.

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at his back.

"Qingyuanzi, do you understand now?"

He suddenly said.

"What do you understand?"

Someone asked in the sleeve.

"The three realms cannot rely on only one virtuous person."

Zhenyuan Daxian replied: "If we can't keep up with our brother, we will regret it one day, and no one in the world can see this."

"Then what can I do?"

Qing Yuanzi asked.

“…Tell more stories.”

Zhenyuan Daxian replied: "If you can speak and speak well, you will definitely promote the change of the three realms."

Qingyuanzi was silent: "I don't understand very much."

Zhenyuan Daxian sighed: "Then tell me more about my brother's story."

Qingyuanzi agreed.

He is better at telling stories than anyone else.

Sun Wukong returned to Langya blessed land again.

He sat cross-legged on the base, and sat for half a year. The fairy energy in his body was emitted, majestic and magnificent.

A stone flower took root around him, bloomed quickly, and then withered, turning into several flowers, blooming and waving, and blooming again and again, endlessly rebirth and continuous cycle.

Before we knew it, a sea of ​​flowers formed around Sun Wukong.

He opened his eyes and realized something in his heart.

"Is the end of the way of heaven life?"

He looked at the glory blooming on himself. When he was practicing here, his fairy energy changed a little.

The shining golden light brought some silver stars, which were the essence of life.

"No wonder Houtu is so interested in this place."

Sun Wukong thought that this was the power to create all things.

But he didn't know whether this power was good or bad to him or her, but he didn't want to get pregnant when he touched others.

He restrained his light and then spent a few days analyzing the totem above.

This is also a kind of practice.

Sun Wukong vaguely felt that the totem above might be able to solve some of his questions.

The more you look at those totems, the more you feel that they are old and vicissitudes, but after a few days, he still doesn't gain much.

Sun Wukong had no choice but to return to Huaguo Mountain.

The immortals didn't waste time either.

Half a year later, they deepened many ways to fight against the great disaster.

"This is the Thousand Stars Heavenly Gate Formation."

Zhenyuan Daxian introduced a sword formation to Sun Wukong: "It can gather the power of millions of people, evolve the effect of nectar, and create ever-changing barriers."

Using the sword formation to gather the strength of everyone to resist the great disaster is one of the directions that immortals have been studying.

The original form of the Thousand Stars Heavenly Gate Formation is the Twelve Du Tianmen Formation, which is the first formation of the forty-nine formations of Taoism. Taoism can create a magic array with twelve small round sticks on the ground. If you don’t understand the mystery, the life and death of the person who broke into the formation will be controlled by the master.

But the Thousand Stars Heavenly Gate Formation is not targeted internally. It only uses part of the principles of the Twelve Du Tianmen Formation to combine the scattered power of the people and turn it into a perfect shield.

Zhenyuan Daxian found two hundred Shura clans and showed the Thousand Stars Heavenly Gate Formation to Sun Wukong.

The Shura tribes flew up one by one, holding their swords hanging in the air, and then used their sword formations together, blooming colorful lights, turning into a colorful lake and flowing in the sky.

“It really has your style.”

Sun Wukong couldn't help but say.

He looked at the clear and dreamy lake and felt a little relieved.

“I can feel its properties are changing.”

He said.

Sun Wukong was surprised that the immortals discovered the method of evolving nectar. Although it was not mature, the general direction was correct.

"How did you find this power?"

He asked.

“The way of heaven you created is full of possibilities.”

Zhenyuan Daxian sighed: "It's a pity that we mobilized tens of thousands of people to do this."

Sun Wukong was stunned and felt a little happy.

He then asked, "Can only the Shura tribe use it?"

"Of course not, it's just that it's difficult to practice this sword formation."

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "Only the Shura tribe can control it in a short period of time."

The Shura tribe is a natural warrior, and it is not difficult to learn these combined sword formations.
Chapter completed!