Vol 2 Chapter 77: : continue to fight

"boom!"
Sun Wukong has a great sweep over chaos
The chaos swayed violently, the space was broken, and a crack appeared.
This power is too great, the fire is soaring, the chaos is rolling, the horrible waves are spreading, and the earth is experiencing a major earthquake.
"It's too strong!"
People look to the sky.
Sun Wukong holds a long stick, the gods bloom, and the golden hoop sweeps the chaos, just like the star of the flame.
Each of his attacks can cause a major earthquake, and the stars roll in chaos and are burned out by the flames.
"Good!"
The four golden dragons looked in the dark, and they couldn’t help but stunned.
The raging flame swept through the chaos again and again, and did not pull them out.
"how come."
Sun Wukong is again a blow, and he can't understand it.
How can his attack fail?
If the four gold dragons and the celestial celestial beings do not exist, it is not true. When Sun Wukong flew outside, it was obvious that there was a wall in front and was bound by the enchantment.
Such an enchantment cannot be found.
"carry on!"
Sun Wukong’s thoughts flashed and continued to bombard chaos.
The sky, the town of Yuanxian and the monks fight together, the fairy is rolling, like a wolf smoke straight into the nine heavens.
"What effect is that enchantment?"
Zhenyuan Daxian broke the fairy law of the monks and asked aloud.
"One day a year."
The monk replied that he wanted the two men to escape forever.
"One day a year."
In the eyes of Zhenyuan Daxian, the cold light was shot: "This is really a coincidence. The Sanjie Tiangong is also a year."
"The sage brother broke through the Temple of Heaven, but will not let you control it."
Zhenyuan Daxian walked through the lightning intertwined and rushed to the monks.
"That can't be him."
The monk made a brilliant light, and the Sanskrit language prevented him from attacking: "He can't find out even the heavenly instrument, how can he break it!"
"He must find out."
Zhenyuan Daxian slammed his fists, punched the immortal, and collided with Sanskrit, making a loud noise.
"It's useless."
While defending, the monk said: "That is the power you are unknown!"
boom!
The Sanskrit San Francisco exploded and both of them flew out.
"What is unknown."
Zhenyuan Daxian first stabilized his body, punched his fists and rushed to the monks again, laughing loudly: "The brains of Xiandi are much more powerful than me!"
It’s great to fight with your fist!
Zhenyuan Daxian regretted that he did not practice the body early.
Chaos, the raging flame turned into a vast sea.
Sun Wukong is too strong, and wherever the wind goes, anything will go to destruction.
Four gold dragons were shocked and watched for a while before they put their hearts down.
"You can't find us. It's futile to be strong."
A golden dragon said: "The strength we have is that you will never know."
"Can't you know?"
Sun Wukong put away the golden hoop: "I know what power you used."
When Jin Long gave a voice, he got the answer.
He felt the smell of deja vu,
"The hidden soul."
The power that Jinlong uses is a hidden soul.
In the Three Realms, Buddha introduced the hidden soul to Sun Wukong.
According to him, the hidden soul is the necessary force for the three realms to enter chaos. Just like the wings of a bird, only by mastering its power, the three realms can soar in chaos.
However, the Buddha is not clear about how to control the power of the hidden soul.
What he knows is only a few words left by the ancient ancestors.
Sun Wukong went all the way to today, and did not discover the power of the hidden soul - today is the first time I met.
"It is the power of the hidden soul!"
Sun Wukong’s eyes flashed through the light.
Such a discovery made his warfare flaming.
"I have to master this power."
Sun Wu thought about it.
This power is not only for him, but also for the Three Realms and for the Chaos beings.
But how can I get it?
Be sure to let the four golden dragons come out.
Sun Wu has a thought in his hollow.
It was at this time that a voice came from the ground.
"Master, I can help you find the four dragons!"
That voice said to Sun Wukong.
"Who?"
Sun Wukong bowed his head and overlooked the city.
The Nanming two people in the city, Tengu and Tianma are watching the battle of Zhenyuan Daxian, obviously not them.
Sun Wukong’s gaze flashed from the monsters and he did not find out who it was.
"Master, it is me."
The voice rang again, and Sun Wukong looked down at the sound and suddenly saw it.
There is a strong volatility in the palace on the ground, as if to cater to his gaze.
"It's you!"
Surprised in Sun Wu hollow, how could it be that palace, the palace will become fine!
"I feel your war."
The palace said: "The master is invincible, as long as you add me, no one in Van Gogh can block you."
"Can you help me find the four dragons?"
Asked by Sun Wukong.
"of course."
The sensory sentiment from the palace became more powerful: "But the test of the master was interrupted, and it was still a test, and I could not use my strength."
"well."
Sun Wukong flashed a fine light in his eyes.
This guy can help himself.
Sun Wukong judged this.
He changed direction and fell below.
The palace on the ground is full of sunshine and bursts of light.
The monks who are fighting have noticed this light, and their faces have not changed.
"No!"
He quickly left an incarnation, confusing the town of Yuanxian, withdrawing from the battle and rushing to the palace.
This is not an ordinary palace. In addition to the power of the of war, it also shoulders other responsibilities.
If Sun Wukong gets its power, there will probably be two Heavenly Emperors in the Van Gogh Court.
"You can't live!"
The monk reached out and attacked the palace, and he had to drive it back to the ground.
"Go on the side!"
Suddenly a scream came, the huge shadow fell from the sky, hit the monk, and immediately flew him out.
Sun Wukong turned into a golden light and fell over the palace.
"Open the door!"
Sun Wukong gave an order.
The radiance of the palace was fierce, the door opened, and the bang was in full swing. A golden light avenue appeared out of thin air and fell at the foot of Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong stepped on the avenue and strode to the palace.
"No!"
The monks still want to stop, and Sun Wukong suddenly turned back, and two lights shot in the past.
The monk was hit by the light, spit out a blood, flew back again and fell to the ground.
He stared at his chest and looked at Sun Wukong unbelievably. It is hard to believe that he is so powerful.
"Don't disturb me!"
Sun Wukong’s eyes were extinguished and strode into the palace.
When the gate of the palace was closed, he could no longer see him.
The monks stood up from the ground and looked at the palace.
"Do you know it is amazing?"
Zhenyuan Daxian appeared in front of him and said: "If the younger brother is serious, it will not be enough for us to add up."
He smiled and held his fist: "Of course it doesn't matter!"
The vast expanse of the celestial light broke out, and Zhenyuan Daxian slammed into a monk.
"We continue to fight!"