Reborn Westward Journey: Monkey King

Chapter 280 Waiting Until the Last Moment (Part [-])
Nezha's celestial energy wasted a lot, especially when he shot the Golden Fire Extinguishing God Spear to blow away the thunder grid. If he wanted to subdue this blazing spear, he couldn't do without enough celestial energy to support it.

Monkey King's fight against the wine came at the right time, Nezha was not polite, he opened his mouth and poured the wine into his mouth, after swallowing it, the power of the medicine quickly dissipated into the limbs and bones, turning into rolling immortal energy to replenish into the dry meridians.

"Wukong, thank you very much!"

"Don't talk, calmly subdue the magic soldier!"

Sun Wukong interrupted Nezha's words of thanks, and said in a deep voice, Nezha nodded, and urged the immortal energy to shoot towards the flames with all his strength. The gun was instilled, and at the same time, his own blood was infiltrated. A divine weapon of the top-grade innate spirit treasure level, worthy of the blood sacrifice technique.

"Ang~!"

Lie Yan Long. The dragon-shaped Dao pattern on the spear is constantly twisting, trying to resist the erosion of Nezha's immortal energy and blood essence. The flames burning on the gun are getting hotter and hotter, but Nezha is clenching his teeth tightly. Bearing it with all his strength, he held on to the gun body tightly, and integrated his immortal power and blood essence into the flaming spear bit by bit.

Gradually, the resistance of Lie Yan Long Spear began to weaken, and the struggle of the dragon-shaped Dao Wen also fell silent. After the dragon's mouth at the point of the gun swallowed the whole of the fire-pointed gun, it also fell silent, and there was no further movement.

"It's done!"

Nezha's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light flashed across his eyes. The flames in his hand were long. The flames on the gun suddenly retracted into the gun body, and the whole gun body became simple and unremarkable, but that The dragon-shaped lines and the dragon mouth on the tip of the spear can still reflect the extraordinaryness of this long spear.

"Congratulations, Nezha! What's the name of this magic weapon?"

A flash of light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he congratulated Nezha, saying that this high-grade innate spirit treasure-level magic weapon has been completely subdued by Nezha. Harvest, the burn on his hand will heal after a while of recuperation, and if he can get such an innate top-grade spirit weapon, Nezha can use it as a foundation to comprehend the power of the domain.

"Red Flame Dragon Spear! A top-grade innate spirit treasure that can devour all gun weapons below it. It comes with a red lotus karmic fire that can burn everything. It contains a unique move, the Red Flame Rising Dragon Blow. Too clear."

Nezha didn't hide it, and told all the attributes of the Red Flame Dragon Spear. Sun Wukong's eyes lit up when he heard it, and a look of envy flashed in the eyes of Erlang God Yang Jian. This Red Flame Dragon Spear even comes with red lotus flames and gun moves, it is simply the best among the top-grade innate spirit treasures. If it weren't for Monkey King's Ruyi Golden Cudgel, he might also be envious of Nezha.

"Brother Yang, it's still early, and your magic weapon will definitely appear!"

After Nezha comforted Erlang God Yang Jian, he put the Red Flame Dragon Spear into his body, and sat cross-legged to recover. His hands were seriously injured by the red lotus fire attached to the Red Flame Dragon Spear, so he had to move quickly. It is only necessary to force out the remaining destructive power of the red lotus fire, otherwise it will have an adverse effect on future cultivation.

Although Erlang God Yang Jian is envious of Nezha, he is just envious. There is no jealousy, and there is no need to be jealous. Now there is still more than half a month before the January period, and the space-time black hole will appear for a total of ten days. For seven whole days, he couldn't believe that he still couldn't get the magic weapon he wanted in seven days!
Sun Wukong is also not in a hurry. He came to this platform mainly for cultivation, and the treasures are secondary. Speaking of which, he already has a lot of treasures. Treasures, after so many years of warming and nurturing, the Chaos God Orb has reached the level of innate spiritual treasures. Such things as magic treasures are more refined but not too many. Laojun Fenghuo futon was rolled away as soon as it was rolled up.

Of course, if you really meet a magic weapon that suits your heart, Monkey King will not let it go, just forget about ordinary magic weapons, the Great Sage is very picky!
It took another five days to sit quietly and cultivate, and various magic weapons flashed in the black hole of time and space from time to time, including weapons, armors, and other uses, but neither Monkey King nor Erlang Shen Yang Jian made a move, because these The grades of things are too low, they don't like them.

Sun Wukong is only interested in innate high-grade spiritual treasures now, and what Erlang Shen Yang Jian wants is the innate high-grade spiritual treasures. If he chooses a magic weapon indiscriminately, he will have no extra energy to collect other magic weapons. In case he misses it Yang Jian is an innate top-grade Lingbao-level divine soldier, so Yang Jian still didn't cry to death!
There is still a day and a half left in the time, Erlang God Yang Jian gradually lost his temper, but Sun Wukong looked indifferent, it is good to be able to get the treasure, and it is okay not to get it, the vast amount of fairy spirit on the platform can help him Absorb the blood essence of the ancestral witch and break through to the half-step quasi-sage realm in the fastest time. This is the biggest gain of this trip!

Swish!
Another magic weapon flew through the black hole of time and space. It was a mid-grade innate spirit treasure long sword. Erlang Shen Yang Jian couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth and stood up, about to fly into the black hole of time and space. But Sun Wukong grabbed his arm.

"Yang Jian, don't be impulsive!"

Sun Wukong shook his head at Erlang God Yang Jian, "This long knife is of low grade, it is not suitable for you!"

Sun Wukong is very clear about Erlang Shen Yang Jian's intentions. What he really wants is to obtain a top-grade innate spirit weapon as a basis to comprehend the power of the domain. The strength of the field that I have comprehended is definitely not as good as the top-grade innate spirit treasure magic weapon. If it is used as the natal magic weapon, it will be a big loss. Everyone can only have one natal magic weapon, even if Yang Jian gets better in the future. It is impossible to refine it into a divine weapon of destiny!

"Monkey King, let go!"

Erlang God Yang Jian frowned, there was only half a day left, and he had no choice!
"It's not the last moment, don't give up so easily!"

Sun Wukong still shook his head, he regarded Erlang Shen Yang Jian as a brother who could share wealth and wealth in the future, so naturally he couldn't watch him do things that he would regret for a lifetime because of his impatience.

After such a short period of time, the long knife of the middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao level has disappeared in the black hole of time and space. A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and he threw off Monkey King's arm and roared: "Monkey King, you Is it because I am afraid that I will surpass you after I get the top-grade innate spirit weapon and comprehend the power of the domain?"

"Afraid that you will overtake? My old grandson has never thought of that!"

Sun Wukong was stunned.

"Then why are you blocking me?"

The corners of Erlang Shen Yang Jian's eyes trembled, and the veins on his forehead were a little bulging because of his anger.

"Yang Jian, my old grandson asks you, are you really satisfied with the long sword of the middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao? Will you use it as your natal weapon?"

Sun Wukong also frowned, his face darkened, and he asked in a very serious voice.

"I……"

Erlang Shen Yang Jian was a little speechless, of course he was not satisfied with the middle-grade innate spirit treasure level magic weapon, but now there is no time to choose for him, is it possible that after entering the Tiantai, he will return empty-handed?
"Since you are not satisfied, then wait and see! Before the last moment, how do you know that there will not be a high-grade innate spirit weapon that suits your wishes?"

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said, "If at the last moment there is no magic soldier you want, my old grandson will help you find one!"

"Sun Wukong, are you serious? Are you kidding me?"

The Erlang God Yang Jian looked at Monkey King in surprise, as if he was meeting Monkey King for the first time. It is not easy to get a top-grade innate spirit treasure level magic weapon, let alone a magic weapon suitable for Erlang God Yang Jian. The degree of difficulty It's beyond imagination, even if you get it, if you don't keep such a magical soldier Sun Wukong for yourself, would you be willing to give it to him?

"My old grandson has always kept his promises, and what he said has never been counted!"

Sun Wukong straightened his waist and said loudly, he never used lies to deceive his friends, he would naturally do what he said, but when it comes to dealing with enemies, then any means are acceptable, there is no need to feel guilty or burdened.

"Okay, I'll just listen to you once, and I, Yang Jian, owe you a favor!"

The Erlang God Yang Jian sighed, Sun Wukong said so, it would be too petty for him to babble, so let's just wait patiently, maybe there will be a magical soldier who suits his wishes.

Another half day passed, and several magic weapons flashed again in the black hole of time and space, but none of them were shared by Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and they were not even comparable to the previous middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao sword. Monkey King began to frown. Could it be true? Want to help Erlang Shen Yang Jian find a high-grade innate spirit treasure level long knife, that will be very difficult!
"Huh? What is that?"

The black hole of time and space began to tremble, which was a sign that it was about to close. Just when Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen Yang Jian felt dejected, Sun Wukong's star-shattering eyes suddenly saw a purple light flashing across the edge of the black hole of time and space, and his eyes lit up immediately. It is a purple halberd whose whole body is translucent, and the aura emanating from the halberd is undoubtedly a top-grade innate spirit treasure!
"Yang Jian, your magic soldier is here!"

Before he could think about it, Sun Wukong laughed loudly, soared into the air and rushed towards the edge of the black hole of time and space. The Ruyi golden cudgel appeared in his hand, and with a sound of "long", the Ruyi golden cudgel suddenly became longer and stretched straight into the black hole of time and space. In the middle, he stopped towards the purple eucalyptus, "Leave it to my grandson!"

Boom!

The thunder suddenly appeared, and the black thunder at the edge of the black hole of time and space surged out, and rushed towards Monkey King. Monkey King was too close to the edge of the black hole of time and space. As Monkey King approached, an attack broke out immediately.

(End of this chapter)