Legend of Hongmeng Wukong

Chapter 484 Eight Taoist Gods (1)

Just after Sun Wukong passed out, the boundless godly evil spirit all over the sky suddenly surged, rushing towards Sun Wukong's body quickly.The multicolored black hole in Sun Wukong's dantian was stirring rapidly, sucking the boundless godly evil spirit pouring in from outside the body, the blood vessels flowing through the godly evil spirit burst open one after another, but then there was a magical power in the dark, quietly recovering From the flesh and blood organs damaged by the evil spirit.

The surroundings of Sun Wukong's body were immediately surrounded by violent divine and evil spirit.Time was slowly passing by, and after an unknown amount of time, Monkey King woke up quietly.Opening his eyes, Monkey King began to look around.

I saw that there was nothingness around me, as if there was not even a trace of air.Monkey King said: "What's the matter? Why is there no trace of evil spirit now? Have I passed this test? How long have I been in a coma?" 10 years!? Why did you sleep for so long?"

Feeling the powerful magic power surging up and down all over his body, Sun Wukong saw a place in front of him clearly, moved his body, and then directly passed through a space crack that was rapidly splitting in front of him. After Sun Wukong disappeared, the crack also disappeared naturally.Still at the gate of that strange void temple, Sun Wukong's figure slowly flashed out from a stream of light, this time he was really standing upright at the gate of the temple, a mysterious and distant aura of vastness and desolation above the ancient times wafted from the temple open.

However, Monkey King did not come alone this time. Monkey King quickly noticed that there were five groups of people descending on the gate of the temple.The five groups of people and horses carry different types of original power, namely the human race, the monster race, the witch race, and the heavenly primitive race.There is also a group of eight people, and all of them are wearing very strange black robes and covering their faces, as if they are afraid of being seen by others. The eight people stand quietly in the square formation, and their figures are sometimes nothingness there. , sometimes real, as if like a flower in a mirror or the moon in water.

Because this group of people is very strange, Monkey King couldn't help but look a few more times. However, Monkey King's behavior made everyone who came here feel insulted, and they all showed angry expressions. Only the leader in front of each phalanx Several people looked calm.

(End of this chapter)