Vol 2 Chapter 142: : Invincible

The white robes retracted their hands, and the blood of the palms was dripping.
He looked at Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong was full of enthusiasm, and he was peerless, and there was no scar on his body.
"Why can you still use the power of God of War?"
The White Sayādaw asked: "My jade has clearly restrained it."
The Emperor of Heaven can suppress the power of the Brahma God of War.
Sun Wukong became a of war, that is, he was put on a shackle, and he should be suppressed by him.
"The Emperor can suppress the of war, but you forgot one thing."
Sun Wukong put the golden hoop on his shoulder: "Vatican Heaven, the vast majority of the Star Palace, can not be yours."
The power of God of War is from the entire Van Gogh heaven, not just the world of bliss.
The white robes have not yet unified the heavens, and they want to use the jade to suppress the of war. It is too naive to think.
"Do you have any other tricks?"
In the eyes of Sun Wukong, the light flashed and the battle burned.
The white man sighed.
"No, then I am attacking!"
Sun Wukong didn't want to wait, and he got up.
The golden hoop is extremely domineering, sweeping away with the horrible fire wave, and the vast brilliance makes the white robes avoid inevitable.
The white dresses have changed their faces, and they have become more and more powerful. They stand in chaos. The heavens and the roads are intertwined, showing all kinds of Buddha shadows. The law is solemn and the atmosphere is vast.
"Buddha hood!"
The white sages used to protect their bodies.
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But this time, Sun Wukong is different from before.
At this moment, he is fighting for the burning, the flames and the golden hoops blend together, the heavens and the earth are united, and the immortal fairy light blooms.
In the bombardment, the rumbling sounds, this moment, Sun Wukong has been reborn, no one can stop!
The light in his hands was so fierce, and the trepidation continued to tremble, and a crack began to appear, revealing the white sages inside.
The white clothes are discolored.
The dragonfly is broken, the heavens are collapsing, and the fierce warfare is coming in, just like a thousand troops and horses on him.
"God of war, you dare to take the following!"
The white sages drank, and a Tianwei shot from the body, wanting to suppress the of war.
"I still want to press me?"
Sun Wukong sneered: "It's useless!"
He opened his mouth and sucked, and Tianwei was swallowed up by him and turned into a flame.
The golden hoop flame is more and more flaming and erupts forward.
"boom."
The cockroach finally broke, and thousands of heavens burst, turning into fire and tears, chaos, horror and beauty.
The white robes were also hit by the golden hoop, the flesh was cracked, and the flames were burning all over, and they flew out.
"You only have this ability?"
Sun Wukong holds a stick to kill.
The long stick gives a magnificent voice, and it’s great, like a pillar of fire, messing up chaos.
The gas is like the sea, spreading to the surroundings, not only suppressing the white sage, but also the cracks in the surrounding star palace.
Sun Wukong is unparalleled in the world, and the offensive is endless. He will not give the white clothes to the mobile phone.
On the battlefield, a star palace burst, and half a day later, another star palace also emitted a violent light, and then burst.
The white sages were suppressed all the way, all over the body, and they could not fight back. The spirit was shocked.
"Sir!"
There are souls that can't sit still.
"Guarding the Lord!"
Around the Star Palace, there was a rise in the light, and Sun Wukong’s eyes passed and he was amazed.
Those who have different light, there are many monsters.
Sun Wukong is puzzled, then there is no time to take care of it, waving a long stick to continue fighting.
Those monsters are obviously not known for their height.
Sun Wukong’s war was soaring, the whole chaos was boiling, and after the rising of the light, it was immediately swept in by the fire.
They didn't even get close to Sun Wukong, they turned into light rain.
A road of crying, full of desolate, full of unwillingness.
"Rescue the Lord!"
There are still people yelling, there are different lights rising, full of tragic flying into the battlefield.
Sun Wukong did not take care of it. The golden hoops cast by the flames blew out the boiling fire and covered the chaos.
The white sages rise and fall in the fire, and it is difficult to parry.
His supernatural power is not in Sun Wukong, but the combat experience is far too far!
Sun Wukong is a natural warrior. Every battle will make him stronger, and the speed of growth is unmatched.
Endless power rushes out of his body, vast, magnificent, and frightening.
The white sages spit out blood, and they are no longer able to maintain their image.
The light of the road fell before his eyes.
How many people disappeared under the cover of Sun Wukong for him.
"Put it!"
Sun Wukong gave another shot, and the light shone for nine days.
The white man was shocked and reached out to the chest, but suddenly stopped the action.
He saw the burning eyes of Sun Wukong.
The eyes that go forward and there is nothing to stop seem to show some disappointment.
"No, no!"
The white sages understood in an instant.
If he can't beat Sun Wukong in battle, he can't conquer Sun Wukong.
A war is coming from the heart of the white sage.
He still has a hole, he has not lost!
"I am the winner!"
The white man looked up and looked at the golden hoop that had fallen quickly, and the figure that was so fabulous.
This kind of fighting posture, he can also have.
The gold hoop is fleeting and piercing the eardrum.
The White Supreme was immediately overwhelmed by the light.
A piece of fire has risen, and Sun Wukong has stood upright, and there is no sound in the chaos.

Only this level?

He thought in his heart and looked at the sea of ​​fire.
The sea of ​​fire rolled and rolled, and a breath appeared, and it quickly rose.
"He hasn't lost yet!"
Sun Wukong’s eyes flashed through the light.
It was a very hot scent, from appearance to boiling, but for a moment, the heavens were mighty, sweeping through the whole heaven, and all the people shuddered and fell to the ground.
"Sun Wukong"
Inside the fire, a sound rolled out and echoed in the heavens.
"You are truly unique!"
The white sages burned in flames and rushed out.
Sun Wukong snorted and asked: "What power is this?"
The breath of the white sage has changed, and the jade of his head has risen and fallen, and the heavens are so powerful that he raises his hands and throws his feet, as if there is an invincible fire shining.
This is a transcendental force.
This detached power makes Sun Wukong feel familiar and strange.
His golden hoops are shuddering and scared.
The white man smiled.
"This is the power of God of War."
He said, with the supreme joy: "This is your strength."
The white sage looked at Sun Wukong.
Except for him, no one knows that the Emperor of Heaven in the Vatican can transform the power of God of War into his own body.
Because of this, he did his best to make Sun Wukong become a of war.
"Now, I am stronger than you."
The white sages are in full swing.
He knew very early, as long as he is invincible, he can control everything, and Sun Wukong can't resist!