Chapter 887: The road of war is not resigned to the monkey!

I have to say that there are indeed differences between talents and their own potential.
In three years, in only three years, Monkey King reached the twenty-fourth realm where Nezha and others were blocked, and even broke the barrier after half a year of fierce fighting here, riding on Juechen, and leaving Nezha and others behind. Behind.
This made Nezha almost vomiting blood and scolded this monkey for half a month for not talking about loyalty.
Sun Wukong first stepped into the test of the sword. Mirage Dragon's estimation of the monkey's strength was somewhat insufficient. He asked him to create 15 or 6 levels before he paid special attention to him, and forcibly improved the monkey's opponent during each trial.
But even so, when the monkey fails to fight for a long time, it will often explode with amazing combat power.
That is a kind of enthusiasm that refuses to admit defeat, that is a kind of arrogance that would rather die than bow your head;
With a wave of the iron rod, you can move forward unimpeded, and when the battle begins, you need to fight to the death!
Mirage Dragon had nothing to do at first, for fear that this amazingly qualified monkey would really die here, then Yang Jian had to give him a layer of old skin.
Therefore, the mirage dragon was quite jealous of Monkey King at first, and has been unable to touch the limit of the monkey.
But after passing the sixteenth level, Mirage saw that Monkey King had begun to surpass the monks who first entered the place, and he was very ruthless. He directly established a quasi-sage for the monkey on the eighteenth floor of the Shura Life and Death Realm. The Phantom of the pinnacle also took a handful of innate treasures and beat the monkey half to death.
In the fantasy realm, the mirage dragon has the final say. It stands to reason that the mirage dragon can only make a phantom that does not exceed its own realm of strength.
But the realm is not the same as combat power, which has long been proved by Yang Jian.
But in the fantasy realm of the mirage dragon, he wanted the phantom to hold the sword of a magic weapon, it was all a matter of thought.
If the ordinary quasi-sage pinnacle can only be equal to the Monkey King who just entered this place, what about the quasi-sage pinnacle with the blessing of the mysterious formation and one or two innate treasures?
Even with the profound arts, the seventy-two changes, the wishful golden cudgel, and many fighting skills, Monkey King can only hit his head and break his blood.
If you add a few more innate treasures on this basis, how many more powerful magical methods?
If it is really not possible, do a few more phantoms of the quasi-sage peak, supplemented by the exquisite combination attack technique, if Sun Monkey can easily win, his Mirage Dragon will take his skin and send it to Yang Jian!
Even if Monkey King has broken through to the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, it is unknown whether he can defeat the ultimate phantom made by the mirage dragon; not to mention, there will always be a sage beside the mirage dragon, and the sage will personally take action when necessary to help the monkey Take another step forward during the war.
In fact, the mirage made great contributions to this matter.
If there were no mirage dragons, even if Yang Jian had any clever ideas, it would be difficult for this place to test the sword to really take shape.
The magical powers of the mirage dragon are too defying, and they have lived for so many years. They have witnessed one great life after another, and their experience and knowledge are incomparable even in Pan and Sanqing.
He wants to use mirage techniques to create phantoms, and he can grab some powerful characters from his own memory. He can't see the slightest flaw at all, and the pattern is not monotonous at all.
As for...Why did the Mirage Dragon fight with Yang Jian just use a few tyrannical fierce beasts, and Yang Jian could easily see through the main body...
It can only be said that he encountered the evil star that hit, and his life's magical power was completely defeated by Yang Jian's divine eyes, and he was a little underestimated at first.
On the eighteenth floor, the Mirage Dragon successfully blocked Monkey King by using the second Shura level.
This made Senior Mirage really relieved.
The meaning of the place of trial sword is to allow these monks to break through themselves and quickly increase their cultivation realm during the fierce battle.
For Mirage Dragon, it doesn't make much sense for Monkey King to be strong when he enters this place. What he has to do is to make Monkey King go one step further, so that he can deal with Yang Jian.
In the three years that Monkey King has been catching up with Nezha, most of them have hovered before the eighteenth floor.
In the first defeat, Sun Wukong was a little impatient, ran to the side and swallowed a half pot of pill, healed for half a day without waiting for him to fully recover, and then broke in, easily ushered in his second defeat.
Injury and injury, Sun Monkey’s steel and iron bones could not hold it, and he was fainted for a few days before he climbed up, gritted his teeth and beat his feet, then ran to the side and swallowed a pot of healing elixir.
Deng Chanyu and Liu Ya Huarong in the corner were so scared that they turned pale.
The two girls wanted to remind Monkey King to save some money. After all, it is an extraordinary period, and the saint's medicine was not made out of thin air.
For Monkey King, Lao Tzu is also special enough, as can be seen from the monkey drunk and making a fuss with the palace.
In the third defeat, the monkey's injury was heavier. When he was thrown out of the moving array, his body was covered with charred monkey hair, and there were more than ten scars with deep bones.
If it weren’t for the Buddhist disciple who was trapped before the eighteenth floor, he took two healing pills in time and stuffed it into the monkey’s mouth. The seven or eight monks here would have thought that the monkey was going to die here...
Then, the fourth defeat, the fifth defeat...
Sun Wukong was injured more and more severely each time, but the time interval between when he entered the battlefield and when he was thrown out became longer and longer.
Several people who were trapped here had already thought of giving up in their hearts, but they were inspired by the monkey's reckless enthusiasm and began to try again.
At the nineteenth defeat, Sun Wu was dying, and the monk who was also stopped on the seventeenth floor had already been surprised. The Buddhist disciple habitually took the medicine and moved forward, but...
Monkey King's book has consumed everything, and a pure vitality gushes out of his almost empty body with terrible scars.
It seems like a long drought meets the nectar, and like a desert spring.
The monkey's injury quickly recovered, and the entire Taoist body was wrapped in golden light, and there was another burst of colorful profound energy permeating out.
His profound art actually broke through at this moment!
Even with the last chain of heaven and earth in Monkey King's body, it was opened by one third at this time.
After a while, Monkey King jumped up, looked down at himself, a little confused, then pinched his waist and raised his head and laughed.
With a quick move, the golden hoop was held in his hand, no one looked at him, and he stepped onto the moving array again.
This time, he was never thrown back to the seventeenth floor.
"Speaking of which, this monkey and our Wa Palace can be regarded as somewhat related," Deng Chanyu gently rubbed the colorful sacred stone in his hand.
Liuya pursed her lips and chuckled, and then said: "Let's not be trapped here for too long, or we will lose the face of the teacher. Just like him, try more."
"Well, although it will be embarrassing, it is more effective than our leisurely practice."
After that, Liuya and Deng Chanyu also got up and walked towards the movement formations of Daluo and Quasi-Holy Realm respectively. Not long after, they were thrown out with serious injuries.
Perhaps inspired by Monkey King, the two women and other monks began to abandon the relatively mild methods of breaking through barriers, healing injuries, and practicing, and began to break through barriers, healing injuries, breaking through barriers, and healing more radical methods.
The effect is also very obvious. Of the seven people who were trapped here, five of them succeeded in breaking through the barrier and rushed into the 20th floor in one rush.
But the process was also quite difficult. At the most miserable time, the seven monks who broke through the life and death of the eighteenth floor were seriously injured at the same time, and they were unconscious in a group. There was not even a person who helped feed the wound healing medicine...
Besides, after Monkey King broke through, he reached the twenty-fourth level with a burst of energy, surpassing most of the monks who entered this place first, and rounded with Nezha and Lei Zhenzi.
When I first saw this Monkey King, Nezha's complexion was a little weird. He was healing and he leaned forward with a fire-tip spear.
The two of them knew each other naturally. On the westward journey, Sun Wukong did not go to Nezha for help, and the two of them did not know each other.
But even though Nezha lost to Monkey King, he never convinced the monkey, and always regarded Monkey King as one of his goals to inspire him to move forward.
"Hey, monkey? Why are you here?"
"Huh? Why are you here, Wawa?"
The monkey's eyes also lit up, grinning at Nezha, but just after passing through the barrier, he was injured, and he opened his mouth and spouted blood with broken internal organs.
"Quick, take some pills! Hahaha! You are so embarrassed here, the method of the saint master is really extraordinary."
"My grandson... just give us the bottle!"
"Hey, save some!" Nezha finally shouted out the voices of the cultivators on the road, "Do you think this is a jelly bean? One is enough! The sage master can't find too many treasures for alchemy now! "
Monkey King blinked, then scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said: "Really stingy."
"Take it back, why are you addicted to the pill!" Nezha snatched the jade bottle back and threw it back to the medicine stand next to it.
Sun Wukong sat down cross-legged, started meditating on his own, and said: "This place is good. I have made breakthroughs in three years since I came in. Good, good."
Three or three years...
Nezha's forehead was covered with black lines, and he asked in a low voice, "You only caught up to us in three years?"
"Why, have you been in for a long time?" Monkey King blinked innocently.
"No, it's not too long, it's a little older than you, cough, I'm going through the barrier."
Nezha turned his head with a tipped spear, his back was somewhat bleak.
But soon, Nezha completed his self-comfort. After all, this monkey is not as good as his brother, and compared to his brother, the monkey is still acceptable.
"Baby! How many layers are there in there!" Monkey King suddenly shouted and asked.
"I don't know!" Nezha yelled out of anger and stepped into the shifting formation.
After Nezha left, Wei Hu, who was meditating on the side, opened his eyes and said softly, "This place is a place for sword testing. It is also the first 30 levels. It is a screening. Only those who pass these 30 levels are eligible to go. On the road behind the trial, there are the saints who have left behind."
Sun Wukong was startled, and then a pair of monkey eyes became bright, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "That's good! My old grandson is going to rush into the sage realm here, to find the strongest one to liquidate!"
Wei Hu, Lei Zhenzi and the Buddhist disciples all smiled lightly.
From the 25th level to the 30th level, every single number is the same as Shura's life and death, and even number is the place of repair. Compared with the previous ninth and eighteenth levels, the last twenty Five, twenty-seven, and twenty-nine levels can be described as more difficult and crises.
Not surprisingly, Nezha was beaten back for about six hours, and the lotus body was torn off both arms.
The monkey hurried over, took a pot of pill and poured it into Nezha's mouth. He could see that he still had a very deep friendship with the little helper on the westward journey.
"Do you want the power of the medicine to explode to me..." Nezha cursed weakly, and then got up with the power of the medicine that began to radiate, pointed the two severed arms at the body, and began to heal himself in a semi-conscious state.
This situation is obviously not the first time I have experienced it.
The lotus root turned into white and tender arms, and the monkey on the side looked a little surprised.
"How?" Nezha asked vaguely.
The monkey smiled embarrassedly: "A little hungry."
Nezha jumped up in shock, vomiting blood and ran to a corner~EbookFREE.me~ hiding behind Lei Zhenzi and began to meditate.
The monkey leaned forward and backward with a smile, but he didn't play for too long, and sat on the ground and began to recover from his injury.
However, happy hours are always very short. After the monkeys recovered from their injuries, they began to continue through levels.
It only took him three months. From the very beginning, he could only hold on for an hour, until the penultimate time he was able to fight against his opponent in a few days and was defeated. The advance of Monkey King made Nezha and the others stunned. straight.
Once again, Monkey King jumped up from the ground and said with a high spirit: "My grandson will go!"
It just so happened that Nezha was thrown out by the big formation and fell on the ground half alive. He saw Monkey King jump into the big formation. Before he could speak, Monkey King had disappeared.
This time, Monkey King did not come back.
Nezha gritted his teeth and scolded for half a month, and started to rush into the battle with Lei Zhenzi, who had been taciturn.
It's a pity, it's too hard to catch up with the monkey sun...