Reborn Sun Wukong

Chapter 42 Seven Days and Seven Nights
After Guangyuan's sword shook away the last thunderbolt, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and the power of the thunderbolt surged and poured into Guangyuan's golden elixir.

After accepting the baptism of the last tribulation thunder, the golden core instantly became stronger, and the golden core transformed back into Guangyuan's body.

Originally because of resisting the tribulation thunder, Guangyuan at this moment was weak and exhausted. As a result, the golden elixir entered his body, and his body recovered a lot immediately.

The Nascent Soul Realm is the threshold to enter the realm of cultivation.

The sky robbed the clouds, and Sun Wukong hurried over, helped Guangyuan up and said with concern: "Brother Guangyuan, you, are you better?"

"Cough cough, cough cough" Guangyuan got up and coughed twice, and then said weakly: "It's okay, I have passed the Golden Core Realm, and now I can be regarded as a monk in the third realm. I have reached the Nascent Soul Realm, and now I just need to recuperate for a while Fortunately, there is no dragon soul to disturb us during this period, otherwise it will be really troublesome."

Sun Wukong nodded and said: "Brother, you can practice with peace of mind. I will take care of things here, just leave it to me. As long as I am here, no one will be able to interfere with the practice of Senior Brother."

Guangyuan nodded, did not answer, and directly practiced in seclusion.

Sun Wukong got up, put the Qi Nian Sword away for Guangyuan, and then took out his Vajra Stick. Just after finishing all this, there were bursts of noise and the sound of wings flapping in the sky.

"What is unlucky, this is called unlucky." Monkey King sighed helplessly.

Guangyuan crossed the robbery, but not a single dragon soul monster came. Now that the robbery clouds have dispersed, Guangyuan has just entered the state of cultivation, and the dragon soul monsters all over the sky rushed over, which can be said to be unstoppable.

Sun Wukong looked at Guangyuan who was sitting cross-legged on one side, shook his head helplessly and said, "Brother, you can practice with peace of mind. As long as I am here, none of these dragon soul monsters will step over here."

After speaking, Monkey King drew a line five or six meters in front of Guangyuan with his stick, and stood one meter in front of that line.

"If I am here, no one can pass." Sun Wukong said coldly, and the diamond stick in his hand was even more brilliant.

A gray Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, rustling by the sandy wind.

Phew, the blue dragon soul cloud in the distance is not smaller than the thunderbolt before that, covering the sky and the sun, flowing continuously, pressing towards Monkey King.

A sneer twitched at the corner of Sun Wukong's mouth, he was extremely public, pointed his stick straight, and said coldly, "Good time."

After that, he jumped up to meet him!

Sun Wukong leaped out with big strides, and the long stick glowed golden light in his hands.

The blow was a waste-breaking stick, and when the stick was hit directly, there was a loud bang, which shattered several dragon soul soldiers.

Just like fighting, these low-level dragon souls are not powerful, and Monkey King can easily deal with them, but there are so many of these low-level dragon souls, no matter how you fight, they are like mosquitoes in summer.

It is also for this reason that Sun Wukong and Guangyuan are unwilling to entangle with this low-level dragon soul, so they choose to avoid it, but at this moment there is absolutely no chance to dodge, Sun Wukong can only choose to resist, and let these low-level dragon souls stop here.

"I said that as long as I'm still with you bastards, don't even think about stepping by my side." Sun Wukong said coldly.

"The palm print of the Great Wilderness." Sun Wukong yelled angrily, and the surrounding aura suddenly became stronger.

Once again, the power of the wilderness was used, and the power of the wilderness instantly raised the surrounding power, and the power continued to pour into Monkey King's body.

The palm print of Dahuang was formed out of thin air.

"A blow of anger." Sun Wukong shouted, and with a push of both palms, a strong palm energy directly shook towards the group of low-level dragon souls.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud explosion, and most of those low-level dragon souls were killed, but in just a few breaths, new dragon souls came to fill the vacancy.

"In this way, this is really unstoppable no matter what." Sun Wukong secretly thought that it was bad, what can he do if he is not strong enough.

If it really reaches the point of grabbing stars at random, even if there are several times more of this low-level dragon soul group, they can't be crushed by waving their hands.

Wukong rises up with a stick and fights against the sky, killing all directions with the diamond stick in his hand, making it difficult for the surrounding dragon souls to approach.

At this moment, Sun Wukong is like a giant god of war, standing a few meters in front of that line, never retreating a step, of course, those dragon souls have not passed through Sun Wukong's body, even if there are occasionally one or two fish that slip through the net. , Monkey King will also kill them before they reach that line.

Seen from the sky, Sun Wukong looks like a golden god of war, holding a vajra stick, killing all directions, and he has the aura of being in charge of one man and one man in charge.

In this way, sometimes a stick is used to destroy the wasteland, sometimes a palm print of the wilderness is recorded, sometimes the wind blows the legs, and sometimes the mountain is moved to suppress.

Sun Wukong has shown all his unique skills, and he has nothing to hide, and he has never taken a step back.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy and dragon energy around here are extremely strong, at least the spiritual energy will not be exhausted, because it is always being replenished, replenishing anytime, anywhere.

In this way, Monkey King has been fighting from day to night, and from night to day.

Often repeated, seven days in a row.

The low-level dragon soul bones on the ground were covered layer by layer, forming a mountain of bones nearly one meter high, with a radius of several meters and tens of meters covered by the pile of low-level dragon soul bones.

The vast expanse of whiteness makes people feel terrified when they see it.

This is how Sun Wukong never stopped for seven days and seven nights. Whether he was fighting with a stick or casting spells to destroy the enemy, he never took a step back and stood here stubbornly.

And there is not a single bone within one meter before the line drawn by Monkey King.

Because he said, as long as he is around, he will not let any beast pass by.

With a bang, Monkey King suppressed it with a stick, and slashed furiously with his stick, directly shattering the purple cloud in the sky.

After the thunder shattered, the soul body was shattered, turning into dry bones and falling down.

The bones on the ground were laid layer after layer, and Monkey King continued to fight.

Even so, Monkey King obviously felt a little weak, and gradually became tired for a while.

Even if the vitality and dragon energy around him are strong, they can quickly draw away the spiritual energy every time, but there is still something wrong after all.

Consume five layers to replenish four layers, consume four layers, and replenish three layers. In this way, the spiritual energy in his body will become less and less.

In this way, even if it can be supplemented, it will be lost slowly.

"Senior brother Guangyuan, hurry up." Sun Wukong secretly thought that something was wrong, and the aura gradually dissipated and became more and more scarce.

These endless bones are the result of Monkey King's battle.

The sea of ​​qi in his body is now less than one-tenth, and many powerful moves can no longer be used.

Whether it is the mountain moving technique, the palm print of the wilderness, the wasteland breaking stick, etc., it requires a lot of spiritual power. Of course, even if you don't have the support of spiritual energy, you can't die, but you are afraid that you will not be in a hurry.

"Eldest brother, as long as I'm still here, you can practice with peace of mind." Sun Wukong shouted, and threw his stick straight down.

"Kill!" Sun Wukong yelled coldly, with stick shadows everywhere, killing all directions.

Every bird soul rushed one meter behind Sun Wukong, and the one meter before that line was still empty and clean. No matter what, it was impossible for these bird souls to rush past him.

These bird souls seemed to be angry too, so many of their compatriots were killed by this monkey, and they couldn't rush over for seven days and seven nights.

"Roar!" The bird soul shouted, raised its head to the sky and sang, and gradually merged into a giant bird.

He raised his wings to the sky and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

"It seems that we are going to fight to the death." Sun Wukong said coldly.

Throwing the long stick straight, his body flicked, and he shot straight into the sky.

"Huh." The giant bird flapped its wings and rushed towards Monkey King.

"Come on." Sun Wukong put down the vajra stick, and the spiritual energy in his body burst out, and he couldn't help circulating the method of the Great Wilderness Palm Print in his body.

The last sliver of spiritual energy in the body circulated directly, and all the spiritual energy within a radius of nearly 50 meters was absorbed into the body by Monkey King.

It should be said that Sun Wukong can absorb up to about 30 meters of aura now, and this time it exploded to the limit, with a radius of 50 meters. Although the palm print of the wilderness that was finally displayed is powerful, the load on the body is also extremely heavy.

All over the sky, spiritual energy and dragon energy flowed into Monkey King's body.

The strong spiritual energy was instilled into the body, the body cracked slightly, and blood gradually flowed from the eyes. The powerful spiritual energy was injected into the body, and the body would inevitably feel a little unbearable.

After this battle, it would take at least ten days or even a month or two to recover from the load on his body.

Just before the first battle, a palm suddenly fell from his shoulder, instantly dispelling the aura in his body.

Dots of spiritual energy entered the body, gently relaxing my muscles and bones.

Sun Wukong turned his head, and the one who caught his eyes was the immortal Guangyuan: "Brother, congratulations on stepping into a new realm."

Guangyuan nodded and said: "Thank you, junior brother, I will remember everything you have done, and I will fight in the future."

After finishing speaking, Guangyuan Qijianhe rushed forward, facing the giant bird in the sky.

"Seven thoughts cut." Guangyuan yelled angrily, with a flick of the long sword, a ten-meter-long sword qi was thrown out.

The sword of cold rushed towards the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and directly charged towards the giant bird.

With a loud bang, the sword light devoured the huge spirit bird, and the bones fell one after another.

Immediately afterwards, Guangyuan fell down, grabbed Monkey King with one hand, split the seven swords into two, and the two of them flew away with the swords.

The giant bird behind him was also dissipated by the sword energy, even if he couldn't kill them all, but after they were reloaded, the two of them had already escaped.

(End of this chapter)