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The light surged in the sky like clouds.

The monkey stood in the treacherous sky light and raised his head. The cloak behind him fluttered in the wind. The millions of demons behind him shouted in unison, and a scarlet light lit up in the eyes of each demon.

Bull Mo was also looking up at the sky, but his words were said to Garulo in front of him: "If you don't leave, you may die."

Garulo also answered seriously: "Where is the responsibility."

Then Niu Mo withdrew his gaze and smiled at the man in front of him.

The eight tribes in the sky moved - they swooped towards the earth.

The scene was shocking. From a distance, it seemed like a whole ray of light, like a laser hanging from the sky, or like a Milky Way hanging from the sky - but the color of this Milky Way is beautiful and gorgeous.

The light hangs in the sky, grand and magnificent. Even if Ye Fang is watching this scene from a distance, he cannot see where the boundary of this light is. It seems that the sky is really leaking, and the glow connects the entire world.

But that means endless warriors.

They came from above the sky with light.

Their target is the thousands of demons behind Sun Wukong. In this world, it is difficult for a person with a normal mind to choose to wave weapons at Sun Wukong.

But these soldiers still have to face a reality that they have to face - Monkey King Sun Wukong is on the road to charge.

Under the impact of such a large base of "army", it is almost impossible to bypass a small "person" directly in front of you.

So……

The monkey head in the sky stretched out her ears and pulled out a dark golden stick.

The stick was ordinary and the color was not very bright, like the color that the crew lacked money to draw with colored brushes.

In fact, it is not really dark gold overall. Only the upper and lower ends are dark gold hoops, and the center part is black iron. From a distance, it looks like a stick with a little decoration.

But it has a name that shocks the world.

It is called Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

A long time ago, it was just a stabilizing needle, until one day, a itchy monkey could not find a suitable weapon and accidentally saw it.

So its name became louder.

But it is still the Dinghai Shen Needle. How can there be so many amazing patterns on the stick? The dragon and the phoenix flying?

Just like its owner.

That is the monkey that only pops up from the stone. He is talented and has achieved enlightenment and extraordinary mortals. He killed several gods and turbulent heaven and earth for several times, and then became the Monkey King.

But in essence, it is still just the stone monkey.

Five hundred years ago, he didn't know anything, he just felt unhappy, and with his blood, he dared to fight with the sky.

Five hundred years later, he seemed to have understood a lot of truths, thinking that if he hadn't done such reckless things five hundred years ago, maybe he would still be with his monkeys and grandchildren to enjoy family life. He thought that he could have followed Jin Chanzi and pretended to be "dissolved" and might have been finished. It was like you failed the subject, and now you just re-edited it. Be more serious when re-editing, and people will always let you go.

In the future, if you understand the pain of re-cultivation, you will be able to survive in this world very happily, and be brothers and brothers with the gods and Buddhas of the heavens. As for how many demons will die in these 9981 difficulties... what does that have to do with me!

But at this moment, he seemed to understand nothing.

There was a "light" reflected in his eyes, and the light in his eyes was blazing - it was a golden eye.

The demon raised the stick in the wind, and then slashed hard at the light that surged towards him in mid-air.

So on the earth illuminated by this light, everyone saw an extremely shocking scene.

A ray of light burst out from the light falling from the sky, swaying for thousands of miles, and then slashed down like a knife.

Immediately afterwards, the unstoppable light was cleaved from the middle by this simple stick.

Countless people fell from the sky.

The howling even overwhelmed the howling wind in the sky.

What is even louder is the monster's crazy laughter.

He stood on the top of the clouds, and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel turned into thousands or hundreds of times the size of his body, scrolling wildly in the light curtain in the sky.

So the light curtain that stretched thousands of miles across the sky was shattered alive, layer of light turned into a meteor falling from the sky, and blood rain and light rain weaved it into a terrifying scene in the bright sky.

Blood fell on the flying flag, dyeing the four ostentatious big characters on it red.

The Monkey King.

The demon laughed wildly in the wind. The eight tribes and miscellaneous soldiers were just the same in front of him. He had to wave the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his arms, and the whole sky would be turned upside down.

There were golden flames burning in his eyes, and the world was so clear, with blood and light intertwined.

Five hundred years ago, he destroyed half of the heavenly court but did not die even an important god and Buddha.

Because he never had the concept of killing.

If you beat him to death with one stick, you will be beaten to death. If you can’t beat him to death with one stick… If you dare to come up, I, Lao Sun, will give you another stick.

Because there is no difference between a group of people and a person.

But today he seemed to have changed his mind.

Because during these five hundred years, he was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain and understood many truths.

War and fighting are different.

Fight... You are better than others, and whether they die or live is not your right, so it doesn't matter whether they kill or not - this is obviously a logic that only applies to some people.

And war...it will kill people, because in war you are not alone. They can't kill you, but they can kill the people around you one by one.

So you also have to kill, kill every enemy in front of you, kill them until they stand in the blood of their comrades but never dare to pick up the knife again.

Or the race is destroyed.

Of course, Sun Wukong's cultural level is not high, and he could not imagine this kind of word, but he thought of this truth.

After five hundred years, he has figured out many truths.

For example, sometimes in this world, you don’t really pick up the stick and smash it down. Sometimes you pick up the stick and make a gesture to hit it, but in fact it’s just a compromise that satisfies everyone.

And these unimportant people can be killed as much as you want.

So he waved the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and stirred up the storm and clouds in the sky.

So countless people fell from the sky, wailing to death, or were crushed to death by the demons swarming up.

There is no great situation in the demons moving, but wherever they pass, there are corpses and blood bones everywhere, and you cannot find a complete corpse.

The Peacock King disappeared at some time, and the seven of the eight tribes who had just charged forward with the vast lights disappeared.

But Garura is still there.

Because he had just fallen into the field for death, and there was a demon with cow horns in the field that wanted to crush his bones and throw them into ashes.

That's Bull Demon King.

If you don’t commit suicide, you really won’t die.

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