Reborn Westward Journey: Monkey King

Chapter 842 The problem lies in the waist card (third update!)

"call out!"

Sun Wukong pointed at the corpse of the monster with the wishful golden cudgel in his hand, and a force hit the corpse of the monster through the air, attacking on the lower abdomen. Without the support of vitality, the monster could no longer make the slightest defense. It became extremely fragile and was smashed in one fell swoop.

The bright green light appeared from the hole, and Monkey King's heart moved. Is that the source of the power of regeneration?
With a flickering figure, Monkey King rushed up towards the monster's corpse, and stretched out his hand to grab at the hole in the monster's lower abdomen.

Swish!
A black shadow flashed past, snatching away the green light from the hole in the monster's lower abdomen before Monkey King.

It's a black flying bird!

There is a faint fluctuation of spiritual power on this bird, it is not a monster in the spirit beast mountain range, it is a spirit beast raised by others!
"Asshole! Stop for my grandson!"

Sun Wukong was furious, he was the one who snatched things from others on weekdays, when was it his turn to snatch things from others?
It just doesn't make sense!

With a sway of his body, Monkey King also turned into a flying bird and chased after the black flying bird, one after the other, submerged into the dense forest.

"Wukong, don't go after the poor! Hey!"

Lan Po yelled, but it was too late, Sun Wukong and the black bird had disappeared one after another.

"Stop for my grandson!"

With an acceleration, Monkey King caught up with the black flying bird and blocked its way, "Where are you going, you bastard!"

"Run? My crow doesn't need to run at all!"

A sneer sounded from the left, Sun Wukong's expression changed immediately, and he turned to look in the direction of the sound.

"It's them!"

Three people emerged from the dense forest, they were the greedy people from the Yuanling Alliance who had followed him all the way to Qingyang Mansion.

Unexpectedly, they actually chased into the Beast Spirit Mountain Range, and even caught up with themselves!

"How did you find my grandson?"

Sun Wukong's face was as sinking as water. He was very careful along the way and didn't leave any traces. Why was he still found?

"Why? Hahaha! This kid still doesn't know yet!"

One of the people in the purple turban laughed loudly, pointed at Monkey King and showed off to his companions, "Let me just say, that kid will never find out!"

The other two also laughed, their eyes full of sarcasm, and at this moment, the black flying bird had turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the spirit beast bag at the waist of the man in the purple turban, and the spirit that was taken away by it was full of sarcasm. The thing with the power of regeneration also fell into the hands of the person with the purple turban, and it was only then that Monkey King saw clearly that it turned out to be something like a bone skewer.

"What the hell did you do?"

Sun Wukong clenched his hands tightly, and looked at the three of them with a gloomy face, with an expression of despair and unwillingness on his face.

"Want to know? Seeing your expression really makes me feel so happy! Hahaha!"

The three purple turbans laughed again, and after laughing for a while, the purple turbans looked at Monkey King proudly, "Forget it! I will tell you mercifully, so that you will understand even if you die!"

"The token on your waist has a special mark on it, which can be traced by our Yuanling Alliance's special method! Boy, did you expect that? Haha, you can't escape our palm!"

It was so!
Monkey King came to a sudden, no wonder all the way no matter how he changed the itinerary, these people can bite him tightly, feeling that this belt representing the identity of the Yuanling Alliance leaked his whereabouts!

"What method can be used to eliminate the imprint of the belt badge?"

Sun Wukong lowered his head and asked in a deep voice, as if he was dying and unwilling to ask.

The purple turban didn't notice anything wrong, and still had a smug expression on his face. He told the method to remove the mark, and finally laughed: "You only know now that it's too late, haha!"

"Is it too late? Not necessarily!"

Sun Wukong raised his head, and there was a cruel smirk on his face. He had been trying not to make a move just now, just to get the method to remove the mark from the mouth of the purple scarf. Now that the method is known, then use Stop pretending!

According to the method mentioned by the purple turban, the Chaos Yuanli was urged to rotate around the waist card, and the mark was easily released. Sun Wukong was relieved, this method really worked, and the purple turban really did not lie to him!
"I really want to thank you all for coming to tell my old grandson how to get rid of it! As a thank you, my old grandson will send you on your way early and reincarnate!"

A tyrannical aura suddenly rose from Sun Wukong's body, which was the aura only possessed by a strong Yuan Emperor realm, and it was not possessed by ordinary Yuan Emperor strong people.

The faces of the three people in purple turbans changed immediately: "Emperor Yuan? How is it possible? Isn't this kid just breaking through to King Yuan? How long has it been since then? How come he has reached Emperor Yuan?"

The realm of Emperor Yuan is not considered very strong, and the three purple turbans all have the realm of soldiers. What shocked them was the speed at which Sun Wukong's cultivation improved!

Sun Wukong left the Yuanling Alliance Dongzhou headquarters only after breaking through to the realm of Yuanwang, and it is only a few months away from now.

In a few months, he broke through again and became Emperor Yuan. This speed of cultivation is enough to shock the world even in the Yuan Realm where the arrogance gathers. How can the purple turbans not be shocked?

"Hmph! So what about Emperor Yuan? We have killed a lot of strong soldiers in the field these years! If we wait for the three of us to join forces, the strong generals will also stay away. Are you afraid that he, a little Emperor Yuan, won't succeed?"

After a brief shock, a ferocious look appeared on the face of the purple turban, and with a wave of his hand, he released the black flying bird that had just been stored in the spirit beast bag, and activated the magic formula, and the black flying bird turned into countless The black bird rushed towards Monkey King.

"A little Emperor Yuan, why is he so rampant? My black crow is enough to eat you up!"

The purple hood grinned grimly.

"Brother Qiang, save that kid, don't kill him, and force him to ask about his heavenly skills!"

The person next to him changed his face and reminded him to the purple turban.

"Don't worry, my black crow will save that kid, at least his soul, enough for us to search for what we want!"

The purple turban grinned sinisterly, and the other two also laughed sinisterly.

"Om~!"

A wave suddenly spread from the group of black crows, and the next moment, the group of black crows suddenly dissipated, and the black bird was held by the neck by a hand and lifted in mid-air.

It's Monkey King's hand!

"Just relying on this flat-haired bastard to kill my old grandson? You are too underestimating people!"

Sun Wukong raised his head, and a savage look flashed across his face, "It's time to settle the score with you! Let's start with this flat-haired beast!"

(End of this chapter)