Vol 2 Chapter 136: : Zhen Gu Shuo Jin

Van Gogh heaven, the war light illuminates the night sky, and the celestial light shines, and if it shines for nine days.
This battle has lasted for ten days and there are still no signs of stopping.
Sun Wukong and Emperor Sui are both the emperors of the hegemonic side. From one-on-one to later, they have turned out countless legal bodies, holding heavens and fighting together.
Chaos is like a scroll, and they are pulled by people, making people fear and suffocate.
"When will this war end?"
People think about it.
Although the battles of the two Emperors were in the Star Palace of death, there would still be a fire attack to other places, causing a violent explosion.
The living spirits of the nearby Star Palace are all terrifying and unstoppable.
Death is frightening, but seeing death is approaching, but not knowing when it will come, it is even more frightening.
"How come to the limit?"
The white sage looks at the sky.
The war was going on for too long, and Sun Wukong’s potential exceeded his expectations.
The White Lord is about to order, and suddenly turns his head and looks at the light door.
There, thousands of buddies gathered in front of the door, hanging in chaos, and the golden clouds stretched for dozens of miles.
They are about to cross the light gate, and at this time, the void rumbling, a golden light rushed out of the door, and the war was rushing.
Jin Guang rushed to Jin Yun, Jin Lei rolled, crossed and passed, countless Buddhas, one blow.
The Buddhas near the light door reacted and immediately fought fiercely with them.
"Buddha?"
The white sage looked at it and frowned.
"Da Wang, let us help you!"
A crisp voice rang in the void.
This voice is like a scorpio, and everyone can hear it.
The white sage looked and found a little girl.
The Monkey King who is fighting is also looking back. It turns out to be self-confident.
She had a war with the Buddhas, and the fairy light was cut through hundreds of miles, and the white buds waved, and thousands of buddies fell in the hustle and bustle.
Sun Wukong’s eyes looked again, and the Buddha sat in the town near Guangmen, and could not help but smile:
Okay.

The Buddhas in the heavens always wanted to fly to the void. Although they did not directly affect Sun Wukong, they did distract him and made him unable to go all out.
When they saw the Buddha coming, Sun Wukong was relieved, and the war was once again high, and the majesty of the world was unleashed.
"I want to go all out!"
Sun Wukong stepped on the cloud shoes and stood in the void, saying to the Emperor.
Emperor Sui was on alert and raised his epee.
"This guy is a monster!"
He thought to himself that for millions of years, Emperor Sui had never seen such a person as Sun Wukong.
He has a body, no one can break, and the average person has long been desperate.
But Sun Wukong did not, he faced the blood soul, just like finding a target, the blood is terrible.
"I have never seen such a fight!"
Sui Emperor thought about it.
Perhaps coincidentally, Sun Wukong also said at this time: "You are very good, I have never seen you as resistant as you!"
Some of the Emperor Sui want to vomit blood.
Sun Wukong’s war was boiling, and this battle really made him feel good.
Former opponents, no one can be like the Emperor.
Sun Wukong is now a bit reluctant to end.
"I have new tricks, you pay attention!"
Sun Wukong lifted the golden hoop, and the brilliance of the above, the waves, blocked all the Sun Jingyuehua.
what happened!
Sui Emperor looked at the past, the golden hoops incarnate 10 million, blood stained chaos, constitute a terrorist killing.
The atmosphere of this trick is so familiar.
"Heaven!"
Sun Wukong swayed down, blood waves boiled, and the shadows went down together.
Emperor Sui wanted to escape, and suddenly there was a creepy back, and the blood hand grabbed him from the depths of his feet.
The shadows of the bar and the bombardment of the past, countless avenues are bombarded, all kinds of fruit are born inside, and then annihilated, shocking.
Several star palaces have been covered in blood, horrible and beautiful, and have not dispersed for a long time.
This familiar scene makes the white robes cool behind.
How can it be!
Isn't this a move to deal with Sun Wukong before Emperor Sui?
That trick is the crystallization of all the fruits of Emperor Sui, how can Sun Wukong learn it?
Countless people stared blankly at the sea.
After a long time, Emperor Sui came out of the sea.
"You are still not hurt."
Sun Wukong looked at the blood on his body: "You should really thank them for their protection."
"You have stolen this trick!"
Yandi said with a cold face.
"Look at what you said, will I only learn one trick?"
Sun Wukong shook his head: "I have finished learning your moves."
He arbitrarily waved a stick, and the shadows were intertwined into a blood sword, and it was his other trick to attack the Emperor.
Sui Emperor made a full effort to resist the sword full of killing.
"mean!"
He cursed loudly: "What is the ability to steal school!"
"Everyone is fighting and learning from each other. You can also learn from me."
Sun Wukong laughed: "I didn't stop you!"
Emperor Sui was not hurt by heart.
Of course, he also wants to absorb the Tao of Sun Wukong, but how difficult it is to learn a different heaven.
He can't learn at all.
Sun Wukong is just like a monster.
"I will suppress you!"
Emperor Sui became more and more angry, divine power bloomed, killing spread, desperate attacks.
Can't drag on any more, and then drag on, even if he has a body, it will be defeated.
Emperor Sui was anxious in his heart.
On the ground, the white clothes are as cool as water.
"The Sui Emperor fights for too long, the heart is hurt, and it is no longer stable."
The Sayādaw looked at Emperor Sui, and his blood was shining, and the magical powers were released.
The white sage can't sit idly by.
He called many Bodhisattvas: "I smashed the Monkey King, you are still in the past!"
The Bodhisattvas are not happy at all.
"Is there no limit to Sun Wukong?"
They all know that the white sages hope to use the Emperor to force Sun Wukong to reach the limit and sublimate to the of war.
But in the past ten days, Sun Wukong has been sublimating, but has not reached the limit.
The current battle, trying to force Sun Wukong into a of war, is not enough.
"Supreme, how long can the Sun Wukong fight!"
The bodhisattvas asked.
The white man shook his head: "I don't know."
The Bodhisattva confronted each other and then flew to chaos.
The white sage looked at their backs and sighed in my heart.
Sacrifice is inevitable.
Feel the arrival of new enemies, a terrible wave of turbulence in the sky.
"Good!"
Sun Wukong said aloud, God is deterrent, and the radiance is as bright as the sun.
The white sage looked at the past and flashed an envy in his eyes.
Sun Wukong is stronger and stronger, there is no limit, chaotic sentient beings must be reborn, and Sun Wukong has not done it, and it will be comparable to Dacheng’s Emperor.
For him, perhaps God of War is just a new starting point, a cornerstone for continued improvement.
But the current war is not enough for him.
If Sun Wukong does not reach the limit, he will not be reborn.
This horrible talent, the white sages have not seen it once.

It’s really a shock to the world...

The white lord thought in his heart.
If Sun Wukong continues to grow, and after a few hundred years, he is likely to compete with His Holiness.