"So that's it?"

He bowed his body with difficulty, curled up on the ground, and carried Wuhuai on his shoulders obliquely. Things like domineering, fighting spirit, fighting spirit, etc. seemed to have disappeared from Sun Wureng's body without a trace. 23us.

Looking at his opponent standing five or six steps away with his tired eyes, Sun could not slowly say, "Using the power given by God, you will give the pain to others. Although the power level is not enough to hurt people, such a feeling can make anyone unable to concentrate and unable to exert his strongest state."

"In this case, winning that thing is certainly a matter of being able to get it."

"There is such an absurd thing. Kaijing Zhao family, you are worthy of being the clan of the gods."

While talking, Sun Wukong's body was still trembling from time to time. Although it seemed to be just a very simple action, it was a very "unreasonable" thing for the Great Sage of Huntian who looked down on the world, even with swords and swords, and ice and fire fighting.

At the same time, it was not just Sun Wuneng, but even the heavy, noble and quiet sleeping around him for thousands of years. Even the five-color Houtu, which had not caused much change in the fight between the two of them, seemed to be consciously wrinkling and curling up, presenting a mud wave of "pain".

"hiss"

With a slight battle with the millet, Sun could not breathe for a long time, and he stood up with a battle stick.

In just a moment, his face turned a little gray, as haggard as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

That "pain" is actually a kind of thing that needs to squeeze out every minute of "power" and "patience" of a person and suck it all.

"But, Shaojing, there is one thing that I am curious about."

"No, it's funny."

"Why do you emphasize that this trick is for Yueming to use?"

"Do you don't think of me at first, or do you understand that Yueming will always be above us, and will never be able to master and surpass us"

"What's so funny about that?"

His eyes showed a fierce light, and Emperor Shaojing stepped forward and attacked with a furnace. Although Sun Wuneng blocked the vital points with Wumery, he seemed to be unable to suppress the huge force on the mace. He was shocked and flew backwards. He quickly shook the golden stick. Suddenly, it became more than meter long and went down into the soil, trembling like waves, and drew out six meters long deep ditches before stopping the castration.

But he was still laughing.

"That thing is funny, of course."

"The current emperor who is powerful and arrogant in the world is so afraid of a ravenous raven who has nothing. Even though he hates and fears the extreme, he does not even have the courage to rely on his subordinates to fight. He only dares to figure out something and deceive himself and say that this can be done."

"You can't say this kind of thing is funny."

"If you really have confidence that you can defeat Yueming with this thing, you have already led the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire to surround him and kill him."

"So what?"

Sun could not retort with cold words, but Di Shaojing did not react at all. He still had cold faces and cold eyes, and flew to chase him.

"Even if this makes you disdain, are you sure to break it at this moment?"

While speaking contemptuously, Di Shaojing also raised the "warning" thing to the highest point. He could not be entangled with Sun for many years. No one knew better than him about the strength and terror of this opponent. Although he seemed to have the upper hand, he would not relax his guard because of this.

He punched the air with a heavy punch, but he quickly penetrated from his left flank with the lifting furnace. Even if he could not make great achievements, Sun could not splash blood on his shoulder blades. At the same time, Di Shaojing also twisted his body quickly and gathered the "pain power" and stood his left hand like a knife, slashing towards Sun Wun's neck.

"It's enough to attack"

He clenched his fist and shook Di Shaojing's hand knife with one blow. Sun could not stop the "painful" invasion. As he had no choice, he retracted his right leg that had already been kicked, and even stood with his four fingers together like a knife, slamming heavily at the bend of his right arm, so as to temporarily suppress the strange power.

The opportunity that had been insured for a long time was still a loss. A clear "disappointment" flashed in his eyes. Sun could not breathe and said, "It's still not possible."

"Although I know that this pain of yours cannot cause actual damage, when more than 30% of my power is used to suppress it, I can't beat you."

"Shaojing, I admit it. With my own strength, I can't break the seventh style of the Heavenly Dragon Racing Method."

After nearly an hour of hard fighting, I finally waited for this to be a "sacrifice" speech, but the cold air that I had never experienced before flowed across Di Shaojing's back.

What does this mean by one person

Then, driven by the "intuition", Di Shaojing suddenly lifted the furnace and wanted to launch a fierce attack on Sun's inability to no longer retain power, but only halfway through, he had stopped the action.

Slowly, he lowered his hands, adjusting his entire body to the most "dull" and "sharp" state, trying to determine clearly what was going on behind his back.

This is

Although he had not turned around, Di Shaojing felt that behind him, the extremely powerful "qi" was gathering and rolling quickly. The naked, fierce and incompetent oppression was no less than Sun Wukong who was standing in front of him.

Such aura definitely has the ninth level of cultivation. Moreover, from the perspective of "control" that gathers but never disperses, the understanding of "complete realm" has reached an extremely high number of stages. Who is it?

The thoughts were so fast that Di Shaojing could not think of who it would be. The master who reached the ninth level of power was phoenix scales. Each of them had strong principles and self-esteem, and they all had distinct characteristics in the use of power. Not to mention that Zhang Nanjin Shi Futu and others could not work with Sun to deal with him, but even if they really couldn't cooperate with Sun secretly for some reason, they could not force such a feeling.

It's definitely not Xuanwu. Now he doesn't have this kind of power

At the same time, in the midst of shock, Emperor Shaojing noticed something even more, something that confused him, but was trembling and longed to get close to him, and became furious.

"Sun cannot, what are you doing, you beast?"

Roaring angrily, Di Shaojing's fighting spirit suddenly rose, making the surrounding soil and gravel rise, and the side of his body was blurred.

However, he still dared not turn around.

"What's it"

"You dare to call it something, Shaojing"

With a sarcastic smile, Sun could not hold the battle stick sideways, lowered his head and sat on the ground.

"That should be the existence you really want to see."

"you"

The voice began to become unstable. Di Shaojing's hand was trembling, trying hard to hold the mace in his hand tightly.

Behind it, the "feeling" is getting clearer and clearer.

"Shaojing, you do have your pain, but I also have my longing."

Holding the stick in one hand and hitting it hard into the soil with the tail of the stick, Sun could not grow up, his eyes were like torches, staring at Di Shaojing.

"Since your pain cannot kill me, let's see if my longing can succeed?"

"We'll go together"

At the same time as Sun Wun's roar, dark black slid across the air, and two magnificent and powerful "Purgatory Dark Leopards" suddenly appeared, attacking Emperor Shaojing from the rear in two left and right ways. The momentum and the essence of use were actually above the original Yingyi people.

"Sun cannot"

The eyes were so angry that Emperor Shaojing was extremely angry that he hissed, and a huge arc was shook on his side, turning the two dark leopards into powder with one blow, and even lifted the mace forward, and rushed to take Sun's rush

Behind him, a light figure flashed by in chaos, chasing Di Shaojing's figure tightly.

The ethereal and unreal glance seemed to be an ancient dream, a legend of nothingness. However, it transformed into a huge shape of an angry image outside the body, and advanced with a spirit of breaking the mountains and breaking the sea.

In a rage, Emperor Shaojing pushed his strength to the top, just a "forward rush", which excited the air and caused a strong storm. In the strong wind, Sun Wukong was like a Dinghai Dinghai needle. His left hand was stationed on the ground and his right hand was stuck at his waist. He let his hair gown be pulled tightly by the strong wind and collapsed, without blinking, and even a "strange" or even a "sympathetic" smile.

"You can walk to a place like the seventh stylization of the Heavenly Dragon Racing Method, Shaojing, I admire you, I admire you very much, but with the cooperation of my husband and wife, you will never be able to laugh to the end."

"What did you do, mean thing?"

He was almost "desperate" and roared. Emperor Shaojing waved his mace and slammed Sun Wun's golden stick. However, the next moment, the giant elephant raised its nose and hooves and stepped heavily on his back.

"其"

The soil splattered like a spring. Emperor Shaojing swung his mace wildly, and a brilliant golden circle appeared beside him, and finally swung the attacks from the front and back together. However, after such a move, he could not stand firm. With violent trembling, he bent down and inserted the furnace into the soil. His hands were pressed on the mace handle, supporting his body, which had already overflowed blood marks from his mouth.

Glazing ahead, there were more things in his eyes, not only "fear" or "hatred", but also a hint of "jealousy".

There, in the floating dust and mist, it was obvious that there were "two people" there.

The change in the air was getting more and more intense. These two guys probably had already made out all their capital.

No, can't do this anymore

In order to avoid unnecessary interference, the anxious arrowhead had raised the height of his advancement to more than several feet. Facing the clear blue sky, his mood was more depressed than the sudden darkness of the wind and rain. When he sensed that several silent strong men were heading towards the same goal at full speed, he became even more anxious.

At least, it must be earlier than they did

"No, you, what is this?"

In the midst of the sound of the lingering voice, Di Shaojing felt that his heart was swaying and he could not concentrate on himself. He could no longer distinguish the difference between "reality" and "memory". His heartache was like burning, his mouth was dry and his chest was tight, and in a trance, he couldn't see who was in front of him.

Then, he was once extremely familiar with him, but after many years of disagreement, he thought he would never have the chance to see him again, and he smiled lightly, his skirt fluttered in front of him, with smiles at the corners of his eyes and his every move was no different from that time.

If Sun Wun, who was standing next to that person, had no gentle smile on his face, and like himself, he was covered with the carving marks of the wind sword and frost sword, Di Shaojing would have suspected that he had fallen into a nightmare, a nightmare that made him unable to choose to face the despair and sadness that had long been buried in his heart.

The flame that thought it had already been extinguished suddenly realized that Nirvana was just waiting for a stronger burst. What kind of scene would it be like

When he was stunned, Emperor Shaojing felt that he was in the imperial capital, and was in the secret palace where no one was qualified to enter. There was a revive of his anger and smile, and a spring outing and autumn smuggling painted by the most wise painter according to the description.

But nothing can compare to the vitality of "life".

Facing the woman who was smiling with a straight lips, full of vitality, as if spring flowers were just blooming, she was about to greet the unknown world with a feeling of expectation and curiosity. With a wry smile, Di Shaojing admitted in her heart the "meaningless" and "sad" of the entire secret palace.

No, nothing can compare to the vitality of life.

"You dare to control even life. You can't, you are challenging God's realm."

"god"

"life"

There was a strange bitter smile on his lips. Sun could not raise his eyes and murmured, "Shaojing, you respect me too much."

"What you see is just, what is my longing?"

On Yuntai Mountain.
To be continued...