Wukong fights to transform into Hongmeng

Chapter 50 Tianyu Finals ([-])
"That's right, one generation is stronger than the previous generation, from now on it will be the world of their juniors." The Jade Emperor sighed.

Let's not talk about everyone's feelings at this time, and then look at the ring.

"Send." Qingxia murmured softly.

In an instant, the bearer of the Ten Thousand Swords of Qingyu stabbed at Wukong with the force of destroying the sky and the earth. At this time, Wukong was only a few hundred meters away from Wanjian. In an instant, he came to Wukong.

In Wukong's eyes, ten thousand sharp swords exuding blue light gradually magnified.

The corner of Wukong's mouth was raised, and his right hand was lifted lightly, an invisible light shield protected Wukong's whole body.

In an instant, the sound of "rumbling" was heard continuously, and the floor around Wukong was directly smashed by the sharp sword and turned into ashes.

Thousands of Qingyu swords attacked Wukong's mask back and forth. Although the power of Wanjian was very powerful, they couldn't shake the mask at all.

Wukong said in a deep voice at this time: "It's time."

Suddenly, Wukong's right hand became a claw, and he quickly grabbed it forward, breaking through the mask, and Wukong's right hand directly grabbed one of the swords among the ten thousand swords. He didn't care about the attacks of other Qingyu swords at all. Wukong's arm was like scratching an itch, without the slightest injury.

Not Wukong.

With a mournful sound of '嗡', Wukong was holding a Qingyu sword tightly in his hand at this time, which was the most radiant true Qingyu sword.

I saw the Qingyu sword vibrating, as if it wanted to break free from Wukong's shackles, but no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free. Of course, it would not explode because of this. It was spiritual, and without Qingxia's order, it would not will do that.

The main sword was subdued, and the other 99 swords immediately turned into nothingness as if they had lost their targets.

Only a cultivator like Wukong, whose physical strength is super perverted, dared to crack the moves like this, and no one else dared to think about it.

The following spectators were basically stunned at this time, and only four words 'super powerful' flashed in their minds, except for Zixia of course, she thought it was normal, and Wukong was the strongest in her heart.

At this time, Qingxia slowly fell to the ground, and said angrily, "I lost."

Seeing Qingxia's situation at this time, Wukong stepped aside and came to Qingxia's side. He raised his right hand, and a golden light suddenly appeared, covering Qingxia. recovering.

For a moment, a blush appeared on Qingxia's pale cheeks.

"Thank you, I'm much better." Qingxia said slowly.

"Well, here, your Qingyu Sword." Wukong handed Qingyu Sword to Qingxia.

"Well, let's go down first." Qingxia put away the Qingyu sword, then turned around and flew down the ring, Wukong followed closely behind.

Zixia and Honghaier went up to each other and asked concerned, "Sister, how are you doing?" "Aunt Qingxia." Both of them showed very concerned eyes.

"Hehe, I'm fine." Qingxia said with a smile, "Wukong has already helped me heal, look, I'm very energetic."

"Hee hee, Wukong, congratulations on your upcoming No.1." Although I knew that Wukong would definitely be number one, but now that it was basically confirmed, words of congratulations must be indispensable.Now the happiest is not Wukong, but Zixia, Wukong gets No.1, she may want to
Even happier than when she got No.1 herself.

(End of this chapter)