After rebirth, I became the dragon lord

Of course, when waving the golden cudgel, Sun Wukong did not directly choose to use all his strength. Anyway, at this time, if he was killed all at once, then he might not even have a chance to search for the soul.

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"Tell me, so tell me who you are. If you don't say anything, your great sage may be blamed for being beaten to death."

While Sun Wukong was waving the golden cudgel, the strength of the golden cudgel held in his right hand was about 50%. However, even if the strength was controlled to this level, it was not something that ordinary people could support.

Regarding the scene in front of him, the man in black didn't pay much attention to it at first, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

How weird is it? After hearing his words like this, I felt a creepy feeling:

"You ask me who I am? In that case, I will tell you with great mercy that I am the Dao of Heaven."

Just such a plain sentence made Sun Wukong's face freeze, as if all the bad memories came to him at this moment.

He will never be able to forget how he got through these days.

On the one hand, there is resentment against Heavenly Dao, and on the other hand, there is fear of Heavenly Dao's strength.

In other words, if he wants to defeat Tiandao, 50% of his power will definitely not be enough. Even if he uses all his strength, it will not be of much use.

Just because the strength gap between them is still too great, because the strength of Tiandao has reached the level of true gods.

If we really want to fight, then the difference is nothing more than the difference between a baby and a heavyweight boxer.

At this moment, Sun Wukong only felt that he was top-heavy and still looked confused, and then he was directly lifted away by the way of heaven.

Good guy, at this moment, his brain was still in a short-circuit condition. There was nothing he could do. If it were to be said, the difference in strength between the two must be too big. There was nothing he could do.

A black beam of light penetrated directly from Sun Wukong's chest. At this moment, blood flowed down, and he didn't have much strength left.

But for the sake of final dignity, of course there is another point, that is, no matter how damaged his body is, as long as he still has a little consciousness left, it is absolutely impossible to fall!

"Come together!"

Han Su glanced in Jiu'er's direction, because there seemed to be no other better choice except this.

Because the nine-tailed demon fox is only of the spiritual type, it shouldn't be of much help in battle.

Moreover, it can be seen that the man in black is emitting fluctuations at the level of a pseudo-god at most. Such fluctuations cannot be the true form of Heaven.

It's just a normal thing. There is no other way. The space at this moment seems to be extremely tense.

First of all, because they know that in this situation, if they are a little careless, they may end up being wiped out.

Of course, this kind of group destruction must be avoided at all costs, so at this moment, both of them are in a state of high vigilance.

[Han Technique·Nine Layers of Dust Swallow!]

Jiuer quickly made a blood mark, which condensed gracefully, showing a special sense of beauty, but the degree of danger it brought should not be underestimated.