Monkey King

Chapter 363

Chapter 363
Shushan, a familiar place and familiar memory, is not the place in memory.

On the square, nearly hundreds of people are practicing swordsmanship, with fierce sword energy, fledgling demeanor and heroic demeanor.

The shouts, the sound of swords, and the sound of footsteps landing all echoed together.

In front of the square, a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back was patrolling and inspecting, pointing out his disciples' sword skills.

In the main hall, in front of the statue of the Sanqing God, the man in the gray shirt sat cross-legged with his fingers closed and meditating. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and disappeared into the hall.

The thin clouds, above the sky, the golden cloud group flew at a high speed, and the next moment, it turned into a golden red long sword, pierced through the large array of Shushan mountain guards, and fell at a high speed.

The circulating large formation exudes blue light, but it does not act as a hindrance.

When everyone was attracted by the huge movement and the sudden powerful sword force, and turned around to look away, the man in white was already standing on the Shushan Demon Locking Tower.

There was the whistling sound of the strong wind, the whizzing sound of the white clothes being blown, and the man's eyes that were staring intently were shining with a divine light that made it hard to move away.

"Master!"

The moment everyone saw the person coming, they kneeled down habitually and saluted.

But then everyone stopped, because the man in the gray shirt appeared in front of everyone in the square.

Floating in mid-air, the man in the gray shirt stood with his hands behind his back, and the hair between his brows was gray and white. The breeze blew by, but it couldn't bring out any fluctuations in his breath.The plain breath, as if integrated into the ten thousand dharmas, has become the way, which cannot be seen through or seen through.

And the most eye-catching point, his appearance is exactly the same as Wukong!
"Master!" Everyone exhaled at the same time.

Afterwards, they whispered and whispered in surprise, and even the elder who guided them felt at a loss because of the same appearance of the two.

What is going on here? !

"You're finally here." He said in harmony to the figure standing on the top of the Demon Locking Tower.

The gray-shirted man's face looked a bit more aged than Wukong's, and the voice of his speech at this time seemed flat and unremarkable, with no hint of fireworks.

"Who the hell are you?! Why did you arrest her!" Wukong looked down at the man called the Dugu Sword Master. He was not Xu Changqing, but he had the same appearance as himself.

Even the silly girl couldn't find his real information.

"Name: Dugu Sword Master (enlightenment)
Identity: Head of Shushan

Sex: Male
Race: Terran

Exercises: Shushan Sword Jue, Tiandao Sword Code

Current address: Qingxin Palace in Shushan"

Would someone be called Dugu Juggernaut without even having a real name?How is it possible, even a fool can see the incompleteness of this information.

However, how can there be such a person with information that even a silly girl can't find out?

"Who am I? Haven't you already seen it?" Dugu Sword Master said flatly, implying, "Zhao Ling'er shouldn't marry you, if he is with you, he will walk on the same path as her mother , this is the fate of the Nuwa clan."

"Fate..." Wukong smiled contemptuously, "Che, what a ridiculous fate, what does her mother have to do with you, who do you think you are!"

Regarding this guy's bland narration, his confident tone, and the feeling that what he said was right, Wukong felt that he was a little too arrogant.

"I, I am the head of Shushan, I am Dugu Sword Master, I... and you!"

"Cut, it's me, if it's me, go to hell!" Wukong sneered, raised his right hand, and a golden-red light emerged from his hand.

Before the light could reveal the real figure, Wukong had already pierced the top of the Demon Locking Tower with his sword. In an instant, layers of golden and red halos attacked downward.

He is destroying the demon lock tower.

Sha Niu searched for Ling'er and was imprisoned in it. After breaking through the demon-locking tower, she could naturally rescue her.

The cracking sound of cracking sounded in the blink of an eye, and before anyone could stop it, countless cracks appeared on the huge demon lock tower in an instant, spreading to the bottom of the tower.

boom!
There was a loud explosion.

When the sound pierced through the sky and the lingering reverberation of the shock dissipated, the entire Demon Locking Tower had been completely reduced to debris, leaving behind ashes flying all over the place.

Dugu Sword Master looked at everything with a calm expression, waved his hand, the breeze blowing, the gray smoke disappeared, leaving behind a flat ground, and the woman kneeling on the ground.

Zhao Linger!
"Ling'er, are you okay?" A ray of light from Wukong's right hand fell on her body, and the golden chain that bound her body turned into pure spiritual energy in the blink of an eye, returning to the air.

What made Wukong uneasy was that Linger didn't answer at all. Wukong lowered his head to support Linger's body and raised her head, only to find that her eyes were closed tightly. It is suspected that she has been murdered.

No wonder it was so easy to destroy the Demon Locking Tower and save the person. It turned out that he had already done something wrong with Ling'er.

"What the hell did you do to him?!"

Goku looked up, looking at him angrily.

"I just let her sleep forever, so it's better than being in the same fate as her mother." The sword master ignored the Shushan disciple who fell on the ground behind him, and there was no trace of anger in his voice.

Like her mother, dead...

Wukong muttered silently, raised his head, the anger on his face disappeared, and returned to ice-coldness.

"Stop joking, do you think you are heaven? Do you think what you said is right? Her fate is up to me!"

You are not me, you will not understand me, because you...

I don't understand feelings at all! ! !

The boiling power rushed out of the body in an instant, and the long sword in his hand melted into his body amidst a strong buzzing sound.

A touch of gold brings peace.

The quaint sword body floats in the air.

"Go to hell, Heavenly Sword!"

The Heavenly Sword, which penetrated space in an instant, arrived in front of the Dugu Sword Saint. In that calm gaze, it passed through the body and disappeared behind him. In an instant, the huge sword shadow and the sharp sword energy cut the entire Shu Mountain to pieces. riddled with holes...

Click!

Shushan, in the next second, was divided into two neat halves.

The square was separated by two pairs, and a group of disciples fell into the gap, but no one stopped them.

The light of the white-clothed man holding the golden-red long sword disappeared little by little, and the gray figure standing on the spot shattered into pieces all over the sky with a click, and disappeared into the space.

With the breeze blowing, Wukong turned around.

With wide-open eyes, a warm finger touched his forehead, and the trembling divine light seemed unbelievable.

In front of him, the gray figure stood in place, still standing in front of his eyes.

actually……

not dead!

(End of this chapter)

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