Beyond the Divine States Chapter 433: : Monkey King

At the end of November, the mountains and rivers in the northwest of the world collapsed and the wind was bleak.

The turbid spiritual energy is still gushing out between the cracks of the earth veins, colliding with the broken Luohe water, causing a wild wave.

The picture of the Shenhualou building has long been cut off. Lu Jiajia, Si Ming and Xiao Li were instantly incorporated into the Golden Crow and left together.

Bai Zang bit the chain himself, tried hard to jump out of the landscape of mountains and rivers, staggered out, and his hair exploded because of anger.

Ning Changjiu stood with Ye Chan Palace, Yuanjun unfolded his mythological form, but this mythical form was quickly corroded by the dark power of the sword master. As a projection, he could not stop anything at all.

Ning Changjiu held the scarred old sword card and said seriously: "I will try my best to help you take care of the sword pavilion."

Ke Wenzhou nodded gently.

His left hand is held high, under the power of the dark lord, on the body of this boy, the dark red blood line is wandering, shocking.

Liu Junzhuo knelt in the Luo River, her clothes soaked in water, she looked at the iron figure in the void, tears streaming down her face, she also had a foreboding that Master was going to die, but the Dark Lord’s power barrier cut everything off, they Nothing can be done.

Ke Wenzhou also looked at Liu Junzhuo and said: "The world in the future is yours. As a teacher, I will try my best to seek a great freedom for you."

After speaking, Ke Wenzhou closed his eyes.

Yuan Jun sighed: "You hide so deep."

Ke Wenzhou said: "To deal with extraordinary people, we should use extraordinary means."

Original Jundao: "Do you want to use the power of the dark lord to destroy the dark lord? You, Yi, and Chang'e, you are all great idiots, but no matter how beautiful the dream is, it is still a dream."

Ke Wenzhou said: "It's better than like you, waiting for the dark day to come, driving tigers and wolves, and falling into death."

While speaking, Ke Wenzhou raised his empty right sleeve and pointed at Yuanjun.

The body of Yuanjun's projection kept disintegrating and gradually disappeared.

"If you can succeed, then I will bless you." Yuanjun didn't have any resentment or pain. He stared at Ke Wenzhou and said word by word: "If you can't, then I will wait for you in hell."

The shadow of Yuanjun's projection disappeared, and higher up, gold and bronze war horses also came. The cracks in the golden mask of Tianji have been repaired, but this ancient dead soul war **** stared from a distance as if holding the sky. Ke Wenzhou, who was like a sword, did not dare to approach.

Ke Wenzhou didn't even glance at him.

Except for the ghosts above the kingdom of God, none of these demon heads under the sky can see him.

After instilling a huge amount of power, the dark lord above the kingdom of God seemed to realize that it was wrong, and the beam of light that reached the sky gradually shrank and dimmed.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Ke Wenzhou slowly opened his eyes, feeling the power he dreamed of in the past.

In his sword eyes, the wild mountains became extremely soft, as if it could be melted away by sight, and the vast sea water became extremely thin, as if it could be blown clean by the breath.

He felt the real mighty power of the gods, he was a sword, a human-shaped sword capable of sculpting mountains and rivers!

Five hundred years flashed in my mind, as if waking up from a big dream.

Ke Wenzhou stretched his hand to the void below.

The earthquake trembled, and it seemed that something was about to break through the dark abyss and was uprooted by him.

A lot of things floated up ahead.

Although Liu Junzhuo's eyes were blurred with tears, he recognized them all at once—that was the mourner of the real dragon!

It turns out that they didn't want to seize the house, they followed themselves, really to bury the real dragon.

At this moment, the cemetery of the candle dragon was dug up by Ke Wenzhou himself, and the corpse of the dragon king was forcibly pulled out by the power of the dark lord and flew into the sky again, surrounded by the mourners of 14 ancient robe jade wats. The techniques of Yan Puppet were all activated, locking the body of the candle dragon and hanging in the air.

Ke Wenzhou looked into the distance.

The other disciples of Jiange also arrived one after another.

After Liu Junzhuo, Zhou Zhenyue arrived first.

She looked at the messy ground, at the young man whose arms were broken in the sky, and felt the breath of the master, but she couldn't imagine what happened here.

She wants to ask a question, but Ke Wenzhou has no time to explain too much.

"Let you quench your body and wait for the Heavenly Dao empowerment, are you all ready?" Ke Wenzhou asked.

Zhou Zhenyue felt that something was faintly pressing up. It was a vague thing called a mission. She was not sure if she had the courage and strength to take on this mission.

When Zhou Zhenyue hesitated, Liu Junzhuo, who was kneeling in the Luohe River, slowly got up. She stood on the surging water of the river, shouting hoarsely: "The disciple... is ready!"

"Okay!" Ke Wenzhou nodded, and while waving his sleeves, his lifelong cultivation skills poured out, giving all his disciples.

This is his final promise to his disciples.

He doesn't need any cultivation. The power of the Dark Lord is the highest realm and the greatest poison. Now he was born because of it, and will surely die because of it.

"The living are sorrowful, and the dead are Changle. Five hundred years of pain and suffering, I will be free, you... keep the world well."

……

Chang Ke Wenzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt extremely relaxed.

The power of the dark lord surged in his body, and exploded with shocking power, his figure rose in the air, flying towards the sky above the sky with the bones of the candle dragon Daruo Canghe!

He went in the direction of Middle-earth.

Many years ago, he left a prophecy in the Eighty-One City: The four elephants are in disaster, and they worship the golden dragon and live.

Now, it is time to fulfill this prophecy.

Ke Wenzhou's sword is in the sky, and the stars seem to be pickable with only one hand.

But he can't go to the sea of ​​stars yet.

Five hundred years ago, when he cut off his consciousness, his biggest regret was not being able to see his master again.

It's hard for him to remember the face of a saint. There is only one lonely figure standing on the top of the sea of ​​knowledge.

He finally understood the loneliness.

Many, many years ago, the saint erected two monuments.

A stele tells the destiny of human beings, and a stele tells their destiny.

They are "the visitor is a guest" and "the one with the sword is dead".

Later, these two lines of characters were engraved on the City of Ten Thousand Demons.

In Ten Thousand Demon City, the Demon King once said that the rules for the death of the sword bearer were actually written for the sword pavilion.

Now Ke Wenzhou finally remembered that it was written to him.

The people who climbed to the top of Kunlun Mountain were all ‘sword bearers’. Most of them have no bones left. Now it’s finally their turn.

Ke Wenzhou shed tears, but he has never been so happy.

He is like a young man who has just entered the rivers and lakes, young and frivolous, swaying his supernatural power, wherever he passes, the void collapses into black bands of light, which cannot be bridged for a long time.

The direction he rushed towards was Eighty One City.

It was also this night, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng and Bai Ze, who had been preparing for a long time, wanted to do anything to save the saint.

The little monkey looked at the Xiongcheng in front of him, imagining the people sleeping inside, who didn't know the disaster was coming, and couldn't help crying.

It hopes that it is just an ordinary monkey, doing art for survival, getting food and clothing, and not a magic stick that is about to destroy the peace of the people.

What kind of gods are the devil who destroys the peace of the people...this can only be regarded as a villain...

The little monkey gritted his teeth and even thought of suicide, but when he thought of the monsters trapped in the Ten Thousand Monster City and suppressed at the bottom of the imperial cities of all countries, his heart was like a knife and he wanted to destroy everything. Rescue the same kind from hell.

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng carried an iron umbrella, his burly body was sullen.

A big Peng stood on his shoulder.

The wings of the Dapeng have faded away from gold, looking like an ugly crow.

"Why don't you eat me?" Golden Wing Roc asked.

"Your authority is to swallow, not destroy." Nine Spirit Yuansheng said: "I don't want to eat anything."

"Then do you have the confidence to destroy them?" Golden Wing Roc asked again.

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng didn't answer, he was ready to self-destruct.

The little monkey stood behind, dragging its hard-weaving wooden dragon, and whispered: "Light it up and get it above the tower. People see it, maybe they will escape... We, One can save one, right?"

Bai Ze sighed and said: "It can't be saved. The power of destroying the city can't be escaped by human legs."

The little monkey gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Then what should I do?"

No one cares about it anymore.

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng took a deep breath, and beside his head, the eight lion faces formed by the green fire were revealed one by one.

His face of the kind and kind old man gradually turned into a majestic lion face.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered the mother and son he saw outside the temple. They had smiles on their faces when they prayed for peace...

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng shook his head, putting away the last bit of distracting thoughts. Its body soared, turned into a big mountain, and in a blink of an eye it was higher than the top of the city.

As they were about to do it, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng and Bai Ze frowned and looked into the distance.

In the distant sky, there was endless thunder. It was a salute to celebrate the birth of the gods and a drum to celebrate the resurrection of the devil. They will not be able to tell the difference in the future, only to feel the heart pounding and blood flowing all over the body unconsciously.

The golden flames came from nowhere, and in a blink of an eye the sky over the eighty-one city was covered.

In the golden light, there is a dragon shadow that is larger than the stretch of Eighty-One City.

Thunder continued. People in the city were awakened by the thunder. They looked out the window that was as bright as daylight. They didn’t know what was happening. Everyone covered their ears and walked out of the street in their clothes and shoes, amidst tension and tremor. Staring at the sky, shuddering and unable to move under this terrifying scene.

Outside the city, the faces of nine lions were also photographed golden.

The golden-winged roc standing on its shoulder looked at the sky, equally puzzled.

The little monkey opened his mouth wide, and after a long time he shouted loudly: "The legend has been fulfilled, is it true that the legend has been fulfilled? You can live by worshiping the golden dragon... You can live by worshiping the golden dragon! The golden dragon, the golden dragon is really born!" /

The Nine Spirit Yuansheng frowned and said: "What is that? Where does the world come from such a big dragon? That is... candle shade?"

The Golden Winged Roc was puzzled: "Didn't the candle Yin die a long time ago? Could it be said that it was dormant and suspended for suspended animation, and now it has recovered?"

"No!" Bai Ze interrupted: "Candle Yin died a long time ago. That is his bones. Someone is manipulating its bones!"

"Who is doing this?" The Nine Spirits Yuansheng was even more puzzled.

As if to answer his doubts, under the sky covered with thunder, lightning and fireworks, a figure in black fell lightly.

The figure looks like a young man, with a broken arm and a sword, and his body is covered with black and red bloodshot eyes.

"I have seen Master Uncle." The boy saluted.

Nine Spirit Yuansheng stared at the young man, and he could feel that the power contained in the opponent could easily tear himself in half.

Uncle Master? Why call my uncle? Who is he?

Different from the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, the Golden Winged Roc recognized him at a glance.

In a sense, he is Ke Wenzhou's real teacher.

"Although I don't know what happened, but you seem to have found yourself, congratulations." Golden Wing Roc said.

Ke Wenzhou also said: "Uncle Master took me to travel through the world, cross the four extremes, cut ancient gods, punish monsters, draw swords against the sky... Ke Wenzhou, I will never forget it."

"Ke Wenzhou?" Nine Spirit Yuansheng's pupils suddenly changed. He stared at the boy with a broken arm and said coldly: "What the **** is going on?!"

Ke Wenzhou did not give any extra explanations, but just looked at the Nine Spirits Yuansheng and asked: "Master, can you still have food?"

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The chaos in the city spread like wildfire.

People dragged their homes and walked out of the door, kneeling under the golden dragon, praying for safety.

But they didn't know that if something were to be smashed down like a meteor and smashed through these eighty-one cities, then they would all die instantly, and all their bows, prayers, and pleadings would be useless.

Outside the eighty-one city, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng looked at the people kneeling on the ground, and was silent.

This late night, everyone in the city was attracted by the golden dragon and gathered on the street.

Ke Wenzhou came and went in a hurry, but the Nine Spirit Yuansheng heard his last words.

Is there enough food...

Many pictures buried in the depths of memory are drawn out of the water quietly:

"The saint gave you an iron umbrella. I should hope that you will protect this city of ten thousand demons."

"No! The saint also said that lions are born to eat people!"

"But he still gave you an umbrella."

"Yes...why did he give me an umbrella?"

The memory goes back to earlier...

He was born in a big family of Monster Beasts. His father has nine sons. He is the youngest of them. When he was born, his father was almost old.

He always remembered his father's birthday banquet, lying on his back, like the setting sun fell.

It was supposed to be a day to slaughter chickens and goats and drink to celebrate, but during the birthday banquet, his elder brother and second brother suddenly rebelled.

When he was young, before he knew what was going on, he was chained up and put into a cage along with the other brothers.

Later, I don’t know which elder brother won the power. Several of his powerful elder brothers were abandoned one after another and put in prison. I got acquainted with the Zhenhai Spirit Turtle. At that time, the Zhenhai Spirit Turtle was just a golden turtle.

At that time, the temple it was staying in was unable to make ends meet, so the host decided to sell it to repay the debt.

At that time, the green lion was full of fear and vengeance. It talked to the tortoise that was locked up with it. The tortoise was very slow and said that he did not understand it, but if you want to be free, then I Can help you.

The tortoise bit the tongue of the bell in the neck for him, allowing it to break the chains and escape.

It's a year since I ate my eight brothers.

At that time, he had obtained the Ten Thousand Demon Art by chance.

He pretended to be a young man, and they served wine and food at the second year's birthday banquet. When the elder brother and the second brother became drunk, he sneaked in from the dug secret path and easily cut through it. Up their throats.

Then it went to the dungeon...The lions who were imprisoned thought it was here to save people and were overjoyed, and then all of them were eaten by this young brother.

The eight elder brothers were swallowed by Ten Thousand Demon Techniques and became his eight faces. That was the beginning of it becoming a demon king.

‘The saint gave you the iron umbrella to protect the city...’

‘Lions are born to eat people...’

These two sentences kept echoing in the mind of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng.

They do not conflict.

A long time ago, the Golden Winged Roc told him in the Demon Temple that if he wants to cultivate the real Ten Thousand Demon Technique, he must use his body as the Buddha kingdom and swallow all the remaining monster races into his own Buddha kingdom. In the abdomen, to shelter them and let them spend their lives safely.

But after the First Battle in the City of Ten Thousand Demons, the Golden Wing Roc was physically destroyed, and he could no longer fulfill his ambition.

"Worshiping the golden dragon, you can live... so that's it." Bai Ze sighed, looked at the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, and said: "Now you can save them."

Nine Spirit Yuansheng shook his head and said: "These hundreds of thousands of people, my swallowing authority is far from being able to do it, I...cannot do it."

"No! You can." Golden Wing Roc roared sharply: "Just eat me!"

"Don’t you always want to eat me? Why do you hesitate when it comes to me? Why do you think I am sending it to your lips? Are you thinking of the love and tenderness? Or, you don’t want to suppress it by the saints. Brother-in-law? If so, it's just fake benevolence and righteousness. The real benevolence and righteousness are right in front of you!"

"The flesh is a Buddha country and protects the people. This is what I have asked for in my life but I have not done it, but you can do it easily!"

"I envy you..." The Golden Winged Dapeng stared at its eyes, and said every word: "Take me, eat-eat-now!"

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng also stared at it, and the lion's eyes were red.

In the Ten Thousand Demons City, he designed to eat it, but because Ning Changjiu and Si Ming’s spoiler failed...Later, his mood changed and he just wanted to complete his lonely dream of hitting the city. No longer want complete swallowing authority.

He hasn't drunk or eaten for a hundred years, and he no longer knows the taste of flesh and blood.

The nine poems of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng Qi Qi are in a trance.

The Golden Wing Roc opened his mouth abruptly.

The Dapeng stands between the lion's teeth, and the bright red tongue is the red carpet leading to hell.

It looked at the tearful monkey standing on the ground, and said, "Don't cry, don't cry! You are the Dinghai Shenzhen, you are the Ruyi Golden Hoop! One day, you will pierce through this sky, you ...Understand?!"

The little monkey looked at Dapeng’s almost distorted demon face. It looked at the dragon in the sky and the lion on the ground. It straightened its waist, wiped the tears from its cheeks, and shouted: "Understood. ! I understand it all!"

"That's good."

The Golden Wing Roc smiled with relief. It looked at the big mouth of the blood basin in front of it, and released the paws that supported the upper and lower jaws.

The lion's sharp teeth fell like a knife.

The flesh and blood were torn apart in an instant, and the sound of cracking bones blasted in my ears.

In an instant, blood splashed, feathers fell, and the spirit was wrapped in authority, and it dripped into the body of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng like blood.

The power of gluttony is complete.

In the sky, Ke Wenzhou watched this last scene, shaking all over, and crying.

The golden dragon was still dancing, and the ignorant people of the Eighty-Eleven City were still kneeling down. Outside the city wall, the roar of the lion rang.

The body of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng skyrocketed.

That is the world of law!

It unfolds its body in the world.

Nine mouths opened at the same time.

The people of the Eighty-One City hadn't understood what was going on, they were sucked up by a tornado and plunged into the huge mouth of the lion one after another.

Hundreds of thousands of livelihoods swallowed into the country of gluttony!

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng lay on the ground and opened the umbrella.

He raised his head and his mane was flying in the gusty wind. He yelled at the golden dragon in the sky and at the young man who had broken his arm with the sword: "Ke Wenzhou! What are you waiting for?!"

Ke Wenzhou heard his roar.

Yes...

What are you waiting for?

Ke Wenzhou stood on top of the golden dragon, standing at the end of the sea of ​​clouds, he could reach out to touch the sea of ​​ruins, and he could see the four poles.

He couldn't tell whether it was himself or the world.

The power of the Dark Lord began to bite him back, it was the pain of the bite of all insects.

But he didn't care anymore.

There is nothing to wait.

"Five hundred years of sword fighting, so far, teacher, I have come to see you..."

He raised his left arm, and between his open fingers, the giant sword was condensed in a blink of an eye.

The sword is engraved with countless names.

They are all his brothers and sisters in the same family.

Their voices and smiles have long been blurred, and all that is left are the names engraved in their minds.

He held the sword and held it high, and the man and the sword smashed into the steel city.

Bai Ze took the little monkey's hand and stood outside the city.

They saw the skyrocketing white light in the center of the city. It was a rapidly expanding hemisphere. The edge of the hemisphere spread rapidly with the force of destruction. The unstoppable air wave overturned everything. The steel city was in this power. The bottom is like shredded paper.

The little monkey can't see anything.

White light and high temperature engulfed Eighty-One City, engulfed the figure of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng standing upright, and also engulfed it.

The shock wave that ruined the sky and the earth was still wandering in the wasteland outside the Eighty-Eleven City. The forests and mountain peaks were razed instantly, and even the birds above the white clouds were unknowingly dead.

If the world is a melting pot!

The little monkey can't feel anything.

He stands in the light of destruction that swallows everything, but like a magic weapon thrown into the furnace.

Vaguely, it heard the sound of the sword breaking the chains, and heard the tremors from the earth. In front of its eyes, many dusty pictures passed by one by one.

It has smashed a tsunami with a wall standing like a peak.

It used to come and go freely in volcanic magma.

It has smashed countless heads and crushed thousands of demon gods.

It smashed the Dragon King's Mansion, smashed into the mountain temple, and broke the Nine Heavens!

It weighs 13,500 catties!

It...

No! That's me...

"I am... the wishful golden hoop!"

The little monkey murmured, his words seemed to be squeezed out of the blood.

It felt the call, and then flew over.

In the white light of the tide, some life broke the chains and stood up from the ground!

Amidst the waves of destruction, the nine-spirited Primordial Sage tightly closed the lion’s mouth and stared blankly in front of him, but his pupils lit up with golden light.

It finally saw that scene...

The purple golden crown of phoenix wings outlines the outline in the fire, and the upward wings pierced the dust-covered sky, and there was no chain entangled on the lotus root and cloud shoes!

The stalwart figure slowly opened up, and the chain of gold armor was trembling in the strong wind, like the legendary picture scroll of the real Great Buddha Kingdom!

He took the flying black iron **** stick.

The golden fire is shining in the world, and the bright starry sky has no color.

In the still shrouded dust, this unyielding figure slowly opened his burning eyes.

He is a saint.

He is the saint whom ten thousand demons pray for.

His authority is Qi Tian!

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(Thanks to Zhu Xiaosan zxs for rewarding the rudder master! Thank you Xue Jingling for rewarding heroes! Thank you for the great support of the two leaders!)