lethal arsenal

Chapter 662 Ten thousand years?

"Huh, that's interesting."

Faced with the unparalleled "X"-shaped blade light and the snow waterfall rolling back from the sky, Sun Wukong became more and more energetic.

He snorted disdainfully, his golden animal pupils widened as if they could burn people, and his mouth was bared with fangs sticking out.

"Ata!"

Sun Wukong twisted his arms, and his tendons seemed to jump like dragons and snakes. The golden cudgel, wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, twisted in his hands, and in an instant it seemed to be spinning thousands of times.

When the golden hoop rotates, it drives the air and forms a vortex.

The fierce X-shaped blade light hit the golden hoop stick, but was easily blocked by the monkey head who held the stick with his thumb.

The swirling ice and snow were washed away by the whirlpool.

Icy snowflakes are scattered all over the sky.

"Come again, come again, it's not enough, it's not enough."

Sun Wukong shouted.

The star god Tan Lang responded with silence.

He exhaled suddenly, and a surge of blue starlight gushed out from the acupuncture points all over his body. The starlight covered his body, and the Star Lord Tan Lang also became dazzling.

The star god Tan Lang pushed the ground with his foot and leaped up. The azure light intertwined to form the shape of a huge wolf head.

The starlight gathered from the axe's orifices and gushed out onto the axe blade, but then it kept shrinking.

In this scene, the two short axes seemed to have turned into the ferocious fangs of a wolf, one on the left and one on the right.

Wolf Fang Slash!
It was like a lifelike head of a wolf, with its bloody mouth wide open.

He bit down fiercely at Sun Wukong.

"Hahaha, little trick, little trick."

Sun Wukong laughed loudly, and all the monkey hair fell off his body and flew in all directions.

Then, the hairs suddenly expanded, and in a short moment, hundreds and thousands of Sun Wukongs appeared in the air.

Moreover, each of the Monkey King's clones holds a golden iron rod in his hand, making it impossible to tell the real one from the fake one.

The seventy-two transformations of the body!
Slightly different from the Tiangang and Disha methods, this move can be considered a special variation that only the lineage of Bodhi Patriarch has.

The other 108 transformations, such as Lin Dong's Xuandu Immortal Body, cannot perform such moves.

The main reason is the species difference.

Sun Wukong's true form is a monkey, and if Lin Dong does not use magical powers such as the Heavenly Demon, he will not be able to transform into millions of forms.

But even if the Heavenly Demon has the power to transform into millions of incarnations, the one that emerges is still a demon.

This is the essential difference between different magical powers and spells.

Roar.

The Starlight Wolf condensed by Tan Lang took a bite and ate a mouthful of monkey hair.

Those monkeys were just transformed by Sun Wukong.

The two fierce attacks from the Star Lord Tan Lang naturally missed.

"Hey hey hey."

A monkey's laughter came from the air.

When the star god Tan Lang looked up in despair, he saw hundreds and thousands of monkeys rushing towards him, holding sticks and attacking him with fearless attitudes.

In an instant, the field of vision was filled with thousands of golden cudgels.

Being hit by thousands of golden cudgels would probably be no different from being sentenced to death.

The star god Tan Lang stared at the shadows of sticks all over the sky, trying to find a flaw.

Roar.

The mad wolf howls at the moon!

The star god Tan Lang howled towards the sky, and the armor on his body exploded inch by inch, and the star energy filled every cell in his body.

His muscles bulged and his blood vessels stretched like a powder keg about to explode.

There was a terrifying aura emanating from his entire body, almost like a sign of self-destruction.

The self-destruction of the Star Spirit will be the last resort of the Seven Palaces and Six Departments.

The evil gods outside the sky are endless. Almost all the star spirit gods have faced the scene of being enveloped by the endless evil gods like a black tide.

And self-destruction is the final majesty of the Heavenly Official.

The immortal body of starlight!
The compensation from the way of heaven and the way of gods is based on this consideration.

But even so, the final outcome of every Protoss general is actually predictable.

Because the immortal astral body is never infinite.

Each star god has a limited number of lives, which will never exceed seven.

Even the eyebrows of Tan Lang Xingjun are beginning to break, and bits of starlight are bursting out of his pores.

Amid the howling of wolves, Sun Wukong's fake bodies exploded with bangs.

And one of the golden figures swooped down and smashed the Greedy Wolf Star Lord with a stick.

boom!
In the starlight that reached the sky and pierced the earth, the domineering Tan Lang Xingjun was hit by a stick. He raised his arm to block it, but the axe blade broke, a piece of bone was fractured, and his left shoulder blade collapsed completely.

Sun Wukong smashed a stick into the snow, piercing the mountain and revealing a bottomless black pit in the earth's crust.

"It's noisy."

Sun Wukong scratched his ears and said angrily.

As he spoke, he put the golden cudgel on his shoulder again and waited quietly for the Greedy Wolf Star Lord to step out of the deep pit.

But there was no response for a long time...

"What? That's it, kid Qigong, is this your limit? Are you worthy of being called the head of the Qigong?"

Sun Wukong said as he looked down from above.

After a long while, a crackling sound came out of the hole.

A bloody humanoid creature crawled out from the bottom of the pit.

The star god Tan Lang had wounds all over his body, at least a hundred of them.

The moment the golden hoop hit, the resulting air pressure explosion almost crushed most of the bones of the Greedy Wolf Star Lord, and his internal organs were almost turned upside down, sending the immortal body directly into a state of near death.

Even though there are granulation tissues growing slowly on my body, if I can withstand the first blow, can I withstand the second blow?
The outcome has actually been revealed.

"As expected of you, you are Sun Dasheng. If you want to kill me, just do it. You are talking too much."

The Star Lord Tan Lang used up his remaining strength to stand upright with his eyes closed, waiting for death.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to self-destruct, it’s just that he no longer has the magic power left to do so.

The fact that the Star Lord Tan Lang was able to hold on and stand up meant that he did not bring shame to the Dou tribe.

There were blood marks on his face, and he looked extremely miserable. However, when he closed his eyes, he showed the arrogance that was unique to Tianguan.

"Boring, boring."

Sun Wukong shook his hands and was about to say something.

This is the time.

A large triangular silhouette was cast on the top of the sky, and a cold and sharp air pressed down from the sky.

"who!"

Sun Wukong thrust his golden cudgel into the air and when he looked up, he saw a silver-armored general holding a three-pointed, double-edged spear standing on the top of the sky.

"Bimawen, don't you recognize me?"

Erlang Shen Yang Jian's words instantly made Sun Wukong furious, his eyes turning red.

"So you are the nephew slave of the Jade Emperor. Why? You don't serve your uncle in heaven, but come to the lower world to wade into muddy water? Haha, yes, yes, now that the Purple Star Emperor is on the throne, how can a good nephew like you not fight for something for your uncle? It seems that you are willing to be a nephew slave. Hahaha."

When it comes to insulting and exposing people's shortcomings, Sun Wukong naturally won't be polite. He scolds Erlang Shen Yang Jian with a series of words until his face turns red.

"You're looking for a fight!"

The three-pointed, double-edged spear in Yang Jian's hand was infused with magic power, emitting a layer of colorful light as smooth as silk.

His entire body turned into a beam of golden light and crashed into Sun Wukong.

"Humph, I think you are the one asking for a fight."

As soon as the two met, they were at loggerheads.

As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, golden light broke through and appeared in front of him, and the three-pointed, double-edged spear chopped over fiercely.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop blocked it, bang! The void trembled, the two weapons collided, and the scattered energy made the surrounding space tremble constantly, and the silk-like colorful light on the three-pointed, two-edged spear wrapped in lava-like gold brushed towards Sun Wukong's face.

"Golden energy."

Sun Wukong was furious, and his heart moved, but he could feel a sharp breath from the colorful silk cloth.

Only by completely conquering the sharp metal energy can one have such good fortune.

The sharp golden energy became as soft as cloth. Compared with the Yang Jian in the past, the current Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was much stronger.

but.

Sun Wukong is no longer the same as he was before. As soon as he thought about it, his body was enveloped by a red light.

The monkey's head was originally forged by the monkey's mind. Without the tight hoop, it has now returned to its original state.

The heart belongs to fire, and the heart fire is Liu Ding fire, also called Yin fire.

Sun Wukong was wrapped in fire armor but was not afraid of the sharp golden energy. The two men wrestled fiercely, and the space was cracked inch by inch.

A dark hole appeared in the sky, and there should have been a guiding divine light to lead the two people to the battlefield beyond the sky.

However, both Sun Wukong and Yang Jian were trying their best to control the destructive power.

So for a while, the pulling divine light did not fall.

And around the two people's bodies, the broken fragments of space looked like sparkling glass.

Countless pieces of colored glass flew around, forming an entangled eggshell-like force field that covered the two of them.

Yang Jian didn't expect that Sun Wukong is now completely different from before, and is only one step away from breaking through to the Heaven-Swallowing Level.

He thought for a moment and said, "Sun Wukong, I came here today to seek revenge on my enemies. How about you let me pick out the enemies first?"

"Enemies?"

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, and two balls of wild flames suddenly erupted in his erect animal pupils.

"I, Old Sun, am your enemy."

The flames rushed towards him.

Yang Jian was surprised, and subconsciously moved his shoulders. The three-pointed, two-edged spear passed along the surface of the golden cudgel and cut Sun Wukong's arm.

The body that was said to be indestructible and could not be melted by true fire was cut open with a bloody wound.

Dark golden blood beads rolled into the air one by one, then flew back upside down.

Yang Jian's face was also sprayed with flames, and his expression immediately became unnatural, and his heart was filled with unbearable heat.

The devilish flames on the monkey's body can actually move people's hearts.

You should know that any immortal, even at the earthly level, can achieve a calm mind.

Unexpectedly, the fire from Sun Wukong ignited the anger in Yang Jian's heart.

Yang Jian's face turned blue and red, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Sun Wukong didn't expect you to have acquired new abilities, but do you think no one can cure you?"

Yang Jian said angrily with a gloomy face.

Sun Wukong wiped the wound on his arm in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and laughed in anger: "My dear grandson, the person who can cure your grandfather has not been born yet."

……

"Please ask for the order from Emperor Ziwei!"

Yang Jian flipped the three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand and pointed it diagonally toward the sky.

It turns out that Yang Jian also came down with a mission. His original intention was to seek revenge on Lin Dong, but on the way he met the God of Wu Qu.

Yang Jian has a high level of cultivation and can run fast.

The God of Wu Qu was busy setting up the Star Annihilation Cannon Formation, so he troubled Yang Jian to go and promulgate Zi Wei's decree.

And as Yang Jian finished his words.

There were dramatic changes in the sky.

Clouds gathered and formed, blocking out the sun and the sky. Above the clouds, the solemn face of a handsome middle-aged man appeared. His eyes were like mountains, his beard was like rivers, and his upper body was covered with a purple robe. Only half of his body was visible, and it was at least a thousand feet tall.

"Emperor Ziwei."

Sun Wukong's expression changed for the first time.

A person's name is like the shadow of a tree. He is the number one person under the Quasi-Saint Emperor Ziwei, and his reputation is widely known in the three realms.

Some even said that he had already reached the level of a quasi-saint.

The Tang Dynasty's army spanned across the two continents of Nanzhan and Xiheniu. Even the Human Emperor, who was so powerful and capable of controlling the entire world, was only an incarnation of the Emperor of Purple Star. It would be strange to say that he did not have the cultivation level of a quasi-saint.

That's why.

Sun Wukong was extremely wary of the existence of the Four Imperial Gods.

"Sun Wukong, what are you doing, you naughty monkey? Get out of here immediately."

To Yang Jian's surprise, he did not expect that Emperor Ziwei would be so easy to talk to.

The star god Tan Lang was almost beaten to pieces, but he was still regarded as a joke by Monkey King.

"Old man, I can't retreat, I can't retreat, I am just following orders, please forgive me, please forgive me."

Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, bowed slightly and said.

"how……"

The huge mouth, as big as a mountain, paused, and seemed a little angry, and continued: "Do you really want to be my enemy?"

"I dare not, I dare not. It's just that I, Old Sun..."

Sun Wukong was still thinking about saying something.

But it happened in a split second.

A huge mountain hand stretched out from the clouds and grabbed the monkey below.

"hateful!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, and his face, which had been kind just a moment ago, immediately became furious.

The golden animal's eyes were filled with indifference.

"I'm not afraid of you, old man."

The golden cudgel suddenly grew longer in an instant, ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet, ten thousand feet, piercing through the sky and the earth!
From one end of the mountain, it pierced through the giant cloud face in the sky.

Sun Wukong grasped the golden cudgel in both hands and began to shake it violently, like a beam across the sea or a pillar supporting the sky. The vast, endless cloud on the dome shattered in an instant.

I can no longer see the person's facial features.

however……

Yang Jian's eyes couldn't hide the coldness: "You're finished."

Yang Jian murmured softly, and with a slash of his three-pointed, double-edged spear, he broke through the void and stepped into the battlefield beyond the heaven.

……

Although the huge human face in the air was destroyed, the cold and indifferent voice still echoed down from the sky.

"Sun Wukong, are you going to challenge this emperor?"

The cold and ruthless voice of Emperor Ziwei rang out from all directions. The sound waves alone were unbearable for Monkey Head, and he couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands.

"Old man, don't rely on your cultivation to bully me. You were the one who attacked me first."

Sun Wukong pointed his hand sideways and cursed.

It probably means that the Emperor of Ziwei uses his power to bully those below him.

"Humph."

A cold snort.

Thunder rumbled in all directions. How could the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven be easily offended?

Emperor Ziwei laughed loudly: "If Sakyamuni could suppress you for 500 years, I can suppress you for 1,000 years, or even 10,000 years!"

Sun Wukong's expression suddenly changed; he was really scared.

When the Tang Emperor swept across the two continents, he was able to capture foreign leaders and make them dance at banquets.

But at the same time, it can also completely destroy those foreign countries.

Death and annihilation of the clan were never a joke to the Emperor of Tang.

In the Three Realms, there has always been a rumor that it is better to offend the Jade Emperor than to provoke the Emperor of Purple Star.

After all, if you offend the Jade Emperor, there will be no rain for three years at most and you will not get any crops.

But if you offend the Tang Emperor, there will be no grass left and the place will become a dead land.

"All the stars in the sky, the Milky Way, the seven palaces of Ziwei, and the nine stars of the Big Dipper are lined up one by one!"

The disturbed cloud turned into an extremely huge arm, tearing the sky apart with ease, revealing the dark star field and a nebula.

And nine of the stars were placed in order and were picked away by a big hand.

Then it pressed down towards the earth.

"No!"

"Roar!"

Sun Wukong displayed his magical powers to transform into a terrifying and violent ape thousands of feet tall. He roared to the sky and beat his chest in an attempt to resist the falling stars.

(End of this chapter)