Chapter 1592: , This is Sun Wukong?

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Chapter 1592, this is Sun Wukong?
On the 81st floor, what appeared in front of me was an old man with magical energy. When the old man looked at me, his eyes were cold, and it was almost chilling.
The old man has dark hair and black hair, and his face is clean and white. There is no trace of wrinkles, and his face is magnificent. The nose of the towering nose bridge is like an eagle, and the eyes are high and deep, giving a cold and ruthless feeling. The fierce figure of the demon god, the whole body is covered with a layer of black awn like a substance.
He was wearing a black robe, looking at me and laughing suddenly: "I can't think of it. One day, I will meet the real devil of the world. I can't think of it."
"You know me," I said looking at him.
"Although you are a real devil in the world, you are not a real devil in the world. Your body is the body of the real demon, which is incredible." The old man looked at me and said.
"Really? Then start." I said holding the prison.
"Adults can reach the 80th floor in such a short time. Few people have been able to do this from time to time. The adults deserve to be the heirs of the real devil." The old man laughed.
"Your nonsense is too much." My right hand shook gently, and a sword gas was shot in my hand. This sword gas was not fast, it seemed inconspicuous, and it shot straight at the old man.
The old man didn't care about my attack at all. He snorted, raised his hand slightly, and also shot a black awn to meet him.
It was only the next moment that my sword was like a broken bamboo, and the old man's black mansions were all dissolved. Then the castration continued, and I continued to hit the old man without any influence.
The old man's face suddenly changed, and his eyes showed horror. He couldn't avoid it under the shock. He was directly hit by his sword gas on his chest. With a muffled sound, the old man's body flew out and fell heavily on the ground. .
"Haha, it's really powerful. The old dog really doesn't know Taishan." The old man stood up mockingly, his eyes red, but his body exuded a strong murderous air.
"Come on, let me see how strong you are." I looked at him and said.
"Since Master Devil wants to see it, I will naturally satisfy you." The old man said, and suddenly a dark fairy sword was added to his hand. The sword was more than three feet in length. The sword was engraved with dense tadpole text on the sword. Flashing light.
"This sword is named Yan Luo. A sword will see blood." The old man looked lovingly at the sword in his hand, his eyes filled with excitement.
"I'm not even afraid of the real gods and Buddhas. It's just Yan Luo. Why fear it." I said calmly.
The old man nodded and then shot towards me. A powerful sword momentum swept toward me like a row of mountains and oceans.
However, I let this sword fall on my body without being affected at all.
The sword fell on me like this, leaving a scar on me. However, I glanced indifferently and said, "You can't kill me."
"Oh, the real demon doesn't die. In front of the adults, I'm just a clown." The old man finished, holding Yan Luo in his hand, and then waving the sword at me again.
I glanced indifferently, and then the jail in my hand passed by again, directly hitting Yan Luo.
Then I turned around and left, when the old man knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to return to your men. Fight for you for another five thousand years."
"The real demon is dead, I'm just Zhang Fan." I said indifferently, and then left without looking back.
In this way, my figure continues to challenge, one after another defeated in my hands. At this time, I have consumed most of my strength, but I don't care.
Finally reached the 90th floor. There is the strongest person in the sky tower, and every strong person is the earthly strong.
When I came to the 90th floor, the figure that appeared in front of me surprised me a little.
"I can't think of it. My opponent turned out to be you." I looked at the figure in front of me.
The figure in front of me turned out to be a monkey. He appeared in white armor and a stick in his hand.
When I saw it, even Gujing Wubo's mood showed a slight fluctuation. Soon I said, "Sun Wukong."
"Sun Wukong?" The monkey sitting cross-legged on the ground raised his head. This is a white ape, and his face can be seen faintly. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is the second time I have heard someone call me that. But I am not Sun Wukong."
"What's your name?" I looked at him and asked, I could feel that the monkey in front of me was not the legendary Monkey King. But the inadvertent momentum revealed in him was shocking.
There is no doubt that the monkey in front of me has the strength as good as mine. I can feel heavy pressure on him. This shows that he is also a Taiyijin fairyland.
"My name hasn't been asked me for a long time." The monkey looked at me, thought about it, and said, "My name is Yuan Hong."
"Yuan Hong?" I froze for a moment, his face did not change. Very confused. I don't know who this person is. But I vaguely felt that he was definitely a strong man once sensational.
"You don't know and take it for granted. The period when I was born was a period of flood." Yuan Hong said with a wry smile at me.
"Honghuang? Are you from Honghuang?" I nodded, my expression calm. But even for me, there was still a huge wave deep inside.
We must know that the floods have long since perished. The strong people still exist in the floods are absolutely weak. You know that Land Pressure Daojun came from the flood.
Honghuang is said to be the closest era to the early days. In this era, a famous battle for the gods took place. Even caused the saints to kill each other.
Seemingly seeing my confusion, Yuan Hong said: "Yes, I also participated in the battle to seal the gods, but I was on the side of the king. Finally I failed, beheaded by the land pressure Daojun, and then sealed God. "
Hearing this, I froze for a moment and then said, "So why are you here?"
"It's not important anymore, is it?" Yuan Hong looked at me, then held the stick in his hand, and slowly stood up and said: "Let me take a look. The newcomer, how powerful is it? . I hope it will not let me down. "
"As you wish." I looked at Yuan Hong, and the prison in my hand had already been shot. This time, when I shot, it was the strongest sword and demon. After the sword fell, the world seemed to be cut off by the sword.
A terrible blow swept through, and even cracks appeared in the space. At this time, Yuan Hong held the stick and blocked the blow. His face changed slightly, and his voice muttered: "It's awesome. I waited so long. It didn't disappoint me."