Reborn Sun Wukong

Chapter 360 Fighting for the Key
"I really don't know where the holy artifact is. The cloud beast didn't tell me, but you can ask him."

Sun Wukong spoke with a chuckle, the words were extremely relaxed, spit out together with the snowflakes.

"Are you playing tricks on us?"

It's ridiculous, whoever dares to look for that terrifying cloud beast, not to mention whether he can find it, even if he finds it, asking about the origin of the holy artifact is just a dead end.

"I can hand over the key to the holy artifact. I think you should be able to distinguish the authenticity of this thing with the eyesight of a few people. The key has not yet awakened. How could the holy artifact be born? Wait, wait until the cloud beast tells me , when the holy artifact is born, this key will definitely remind you."

Sun Wukong ignored the man and said to himself.

Several people have already made a decision in their minds. The madman is indeed not lying. This thing should be related to the holy artifact, and it is indeed in a deep sleep, but it should be awakening soon.

But who can guarantee this matter? It may be a day before awakening, it may be a year, or it may be an era. After all, this is a sacred artifact that has been asleep for two eras.

The quaint token exudes a powerful and deep atmosphere, and there will be no fakes.

Whether you admit it or not, this is the key to the holy vessel.

"When the cloud beast handed you the key, wouldn't it say something about when the sacred artifact was born and where it is located?" Ling Wang asked.

"It's mentioned that the sacred artifact is in the world, but I haven't really said where it is, but only I can feel when the sacred artifact will be born, yes, yes, he said soon, within ten years. "

Monkey King said, these words are not meant to deceive, they are all the truth.

"ten years!"

Everyone can afford to wait ten years. After all, they are all practitioners. To practitioners, ten years or a hundred years is nothing.

"So you can't die?" Ling Wang asked.

Who knows the truth of Sun Wukong's words, he said that he can perceive the appearance of the holy artifact, and he is the only one, so he can't die.

"I'm really afraid of death, so I'm willing to hand over this key. How about it, but what I don't know is who is more appropriate to hand it over to?"

When Sun Wukong said this, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. Was he really afraid of death?

Who knows.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to do in their hearts, no matter what happened now, at least a little bit of what the madman said was right.He can't die because he won't die today.

Suddenly a palm print in the sky hit Monkey King.

Monkey King didn't have the ability to resist, and he didn't notice it at all. This time, he didn't have the good luck of last time, no one shot to break up the palm print, and the palm print landed on Monkey King.

Coming with snow, bleeding out, Sun Wukong's figure flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The blood stained the snowflakes falling in the air, as if they were in full bloom.

However, Sun Wukong retreated hundreds of meters repeatedly before he could stop. His attack was ruthless, and he was well-measured. He gave himself enough punishment, but he was able to save his own life.

Seeing this, many people were angry.

Yeming was angry and wanted to step forward; Lingxiu was angry and wanted to shoot; Shenju was angry and was about to neigh to the sky to express his dissatisfaction, but then he looked at the sleeping one beside him and dismissed the idea.

Even Guan Zhishi squeezed everything with his fist slightly, and then let go when no one found out. His white hand was born to hold the pen holder.

"Cough cough, cough cough" Sun Wukong covered his chest with one hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other hand, stood up staggeringly, and laughed loudly!
Arrogant and arrogant, bloody, spit out the mouth, annihilate the arrogance.

"It's okay for me to shoot. It won't hurt his life. Teach him some lessons." The old Taoist Qingcheng said lightly while stroking his beard with one hand.

"Just don't be silly."

The fourth hall master looked at the mad monarch who was laughing loudly with blood on the corner of his mouth, shaking his head and sighing, are you unable to carry it?Did it just crash?
"Since this is the case, I also want to take action to teach me a lesson."

The Holy Spirit King sighed, he was just an apprentice, and he had been delayed for so long.

With a wave of the sleeve robe, the frost and snow all over the sky seemed to stop.

It fell suddenly, like countless meteors bombarding the ground, and landed on Monkey King.

The green shirt he had just put on was shattered again, this time Monkey King did not fall down, and he carried it down without moving.

Except for a piece of bright red ground, it is hard to imagine what kind of blame he bears.

The fourth palace master shook his head again, indifferent to madness, all he got in exchange was death.

He doesn't want to make a move, he doesn't like to torture people, for him, to make a move is to fight for death.

The saint didn't make a move, she looked noble and extremely holy, she only liked to study the beauty of the law of death, and didn't like to do other meaningless things.

Fenghuo Tianzhu didn't do anything, for him, sitting in the ancient Fenghuo Temple and drinking a cup of Huozhi tea is the most beautiful thing.

But Ling Wang likes to take action, he likes to torture people, he likes to see people collapse, especially this kind of self-proclaimed arrogant and extraordinary people, watching their self-righteous dignity and arrogance crumble bit by bit The appearance in front of you.

I like to see his calm and deep eyes like the sea of ​​stars show fear.

He likes it because it's wonderful, isn't it?
Monkey King is not afraid of others, he knows that he will not die, because no one has dared to kill himself until now.

They know how to handle, how to handle, this kind of just right method.

For the sake of the holy artifact, they would allow themselves to live for a longer period of time. This is the capital of Monkey King, not dying is enough.

Before he knew it, Ling Huang had already slapped out five palms, the air in the palm was overwhelming, obliterating the world, Sun Wukong's green robe was broken one after another, and he would put on another one every time it was damaged.

The divine needle of the silent sea of ​​qi could no longer hold back, the sea of ​​qi churned, and the divine needle was furious.

It is about to break through the shackles and suppress these people, all of them.

But Sun Wukong didn't allow it, and his identity could not be revealed, once the magic needle came out, his identity would definitely be revealed.

"Enough, enough, Pavilion Master Ling, if you continue to fight like this, this person will be worthless."

Finally, the saint who couldn't stand it anymore spoke to dissuade her, but it wasn't that she couldn't stand the punishment Sun Wukong received, and she wouldn't feel pity in her heart.

It's just that this kind of method, endless blood, and countless scars upset her. She really doesn't understand aesthetics at all.

Ling Lu chuckled and stopped his hands and said softly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I know how to keep my hands, I won't kill this person suddenly, he still has some use value, isn't it?"

Ling Lu rubbed his fingers gently, and smiled softly, in his eyes, Sun Wukong was like an ant, ready to be killed by others.

No, not yet.

He still has some value, so he can't die yet, he has to live for a while.

"It's good to know."

The saint muttered, and turned her head away. Everything was unsightly. This arrogant attack was too rude, and there was really no beautiful word at all.

Sun Wukong was staggering in stature, his eyes were steadfast, and there was no sign of cowardice. The corners of his mouth were full of blood as he stared at several people.

"Don't you want to tell the truth?" Ling Wang said with a smile.

"I have already said what I should say, and I have nothing to say until now."

Boom, Ling Lu's backhand landed on Monkey King again.

The eyes of the rest of the people were cold, and they showed no dissuasion at all. This Monkey King should bear some physical pain.

I won't kill you, I will let you know what will happen if you offend me.

No matter what Sun Wukong experienced, his gaze never changed.

"Forget it, first bring the key to the holy artifact."

Boundless flames ignited in the palace of wind and fire, menacing.

"But there is only one key to the holy artifact, who should hold it?"

The saint gently pulled her hair with one hand and asked softly.

This is a matter of concern to everyone. There is only one key to the holy artifact, which can only be held by one person, and who can this person be.

Ling Wang smiled lightly, strode forward, and took the initiative to ask Ying to say: "I have been in charge of the treasures in Lingbo Pavilion for generations, and I think this sacred artifact key is placed in my Lingbo Pavilion's ancient collection to ensure that nothing will go wrong."

"Hmph, it's ridiculous, you Lingbo Pavilion can guard the treasure, are you saying that our other five powers are weak?" Qingcheng's head shouted.

Ling Huang waved his hand, his eyes swept over the crowd, sure enough, everyone's expressions were incomparably dignified, and no one agreed with Ling Huang's words.

"I know what everyone thinks. Everyone thinks that I will put this holy artifact key alone and not hand it over to everyone."

Ling Huang chuckled, looked at the crowd and said contemptuously.

"We need a guarantee." The head of Qingcheng said.

Ling Xuan nodded and looked at the sky: "I can swear on my soul again, as if I am"

"Slow down, I think this thing can be handed over to the Fallen Sacred Ridge." Another word came from the Fenghuo Ancient Palace.

"Why."

"The Holy Spirit King is powerful and has the qualifications, and I want to hear the Holy Spirit King's oath."

The Lord of Wind and Fire said softly, there was a bit of a joke in his words.

"I have no objection, but should the Holy Spirit King take an oath?"

Ling Wang smiled and said, he naturally knew what was going on in his heart, he was considered a human race, he was separated from the Three Realms, and Lingbo Prefecture was powerful, so few people in the Three Realms could come here to interfere, if Ling Wang didn't want to hand it over , It is estimated that no one can take him.

But the Holy Spirit King is different. The Holy Spirit King belongs to the demon clan, so it is appropriate to compare it with everyone.

The Holy Spirit King nodded and said, "Do you have any other objections?"

The Holy Maiden of Hei Yaoya nodded first. She was of a lower seniority and had no chance to compete here. Compared to Ling Wang and the Holy Spirit King, the Holy Spirit King was relatively reliable.

After thinking about it, the head of Qingcheng also agreed, Ling Huang is really not flattering.

Seeing this Ling Huang didn't insist anymore, he shrugged and said, "Then I also want to hear the Holy Spirit King's oath."

The Holy Spirit King snatched the token from Sun Wukong's hand with one hand, and then slowly raised endless aura.

Said word by word: I, the Holy Spirit King, swear in the name of the monster clan's fall into the holy mountain, to temporarily grasp this
"Stop, this item is temporarily handed over to Tianfu for management, I don't trust anyone."

(End of this chapter)