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The sound of the explosion rang continuously from the ear, continuous.

I couldn't hear it for a moment, I guess the eardrum was shocked.

The next moment my body and head were separated, but I could still perceive the world.

This could be death. The fire-breathing dragons in front of me were blown to pieces together.

My eyelids also began to sink, and the squeaking voices of the monkeys were getting closer.

My eyes were out of focus the next moment, and I was lying on the ground when I returned to God again.

I had a long dream, which was similar to the scene of the Westward Journey of Supreme Jade in Shuilian Cave.

In my dream, I couldn't control myself at all, and the scene seemed to relive the movie picture.

The cry of the monkey followed the movie clip slowly forward, when placed in the Supreme Treasure to pick up the gold hoop. I opened my eyes, and the monkey in front of me watched all my eyes open up and down.

I subconsciously touched my body and head with my hands, before my body was separated. At this moment, the hands and feet were back to their original condition, as if they had not happened.

But the memory will not deceive people, I clearly remember everything before.

I looked at the monkey and said, "My booklet?"

A monkey digs out of the **** and hands the booklet to me.

With a sense of frustration, I took the booklet back.

He rubbed against a monkey wearing body armor beside him.

The booklet in hand began to tremble slightly, and LV2 became LV4.

I was stunned and killed an LV8 before actually going to two levels.

The planet on the opposite side began to crack, and the fragments of corpses beside it began to turn gray and dissipate.

I really don't know what this setting is, but think about the LV8 that the other party only arrived in 63 games. Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is not a bad thing to be able to rise two consecutive levels.

I want to think about the back, maybe a few games to upgrade.

I have won two games, but I really do n’t know how much to win.

How to get out of here is even more puzzled.

But I still have some eyebrows on the next thing.

I opened the booklet and took out a small branch of carbon black.

At this time the twigs had been smoothed a bit, and the black charcoal above was almost gone.

After thinking about whether I should write a pen, but now there is more important to do.

I wrote with carbon black branches and leaves: Let them be the Monkey King.

What the boy told me before made me understand a lot.

These monkeys are the most powerful things in my heart, so what they are worse now is upgrading.

And how to upgrade?

The important thing is not what I wrote down, but what is in my mind.

The blue light of LV4 flashed, and a golden stick hit it.

The monkeys stepped forward to stroke the stick.

"Go, be my Sun Wukong." I said.

"Sun Wukong."

"Empty."

. . .

The monkeys stepped forward to pick up the stick, and actually played it on their own.

It seems to be the same, I waved and smiled and said, "Come here."

A monkey ran over and handed me the stick.

The moment I just grabbed the stick, it was taken down by the stick.

The left hand was crushed to the ground by the stick, and I yelled when it hurt.

The monkey was also scared and immediately took the stick back.

I sat down on the ground, watching the monkey staring at me with a stick.

My left hand was a mess of pain.

It is no longer possible to make a fist at this time, it is estimated to be broken.

Is this Dinghaishen Needle? The Dinghaishen needle weighing 13,500 pounds?

I took a breath, the thirteen monkeys here had thirteen sticks.

I can be assured, but if the monkeys accidentally hurt me. It is estimated that it is not a problem of hands now, but of life.

At the moment, thirteen monkeys were wearing bulletproof vests and helmets holding gold hoop sticks.

At first glance, it is non-descript, but in order to win, you can take care of these.

It's at least better than letting the monkeys hold guns and finish the fight before they see the enemy.

I think I still need a lot, these monkeys need to get better and better.

Gradually upgrade, like a boy's fire-breathing dragon.

The booklet in my hand is black at this time, and what I want to do most seems to be left until the war tomorrow.

Behind me, I need 13 Monkey Kings Monkey King to **** me. The true Monkey King is not the monkeys who are better than me.

During the night I slept very peacefully, and I was used to the shock of the battle.

When the shaking stopped, 13 monkeys and I stood up.

I removed the quadruple lens on the 98k and used it as a telescope.

The enemy is a monster that has never been seen, standing tall on the opposite planet.

With a big mouth of blood basin rushing towards me, the monster is a boy at the end.

In fact, the boy has some description errors because the boy has two heads.

I turned around, and the monkeys ran into the woods quickly. In a few seconds, it is estimated that all trees have been planted.

I glanced at the booklet, and the black color turned to gold.

I opened the booklet and wrote with carbon black branches: get rid of their timidity.

The blue light appeared again, and the monkeys began to run from behind me towards those monsters with a grin.

All the ideas are exactly the same as my brain filling.

How ruthless is this stick, my left hand is still in pain.

The **** scene made me feel a little uncomfortable, these monkeys looted unscrupulously.

In three minutes, the opposite planet was destroyed.

I don't know the level of the person opposite, but my level hasn't risen after this competition.

The following days passed, and the monkeys became more and more powerful.

The planet was renovated by me once, and the big tree returned to the eyes of the monkeys.

The monkeys wore gold armor, and the red cloak fluttered in the wind.

"Master, who are you calling today?"

"Yes, Master."

"Master, I don't want to be a monkey eight anymore. Would you like me to change with monkey seven?"

. . . . . .

Three years later.

The planet across the ground came flying early in the morning, but had not yet docked.

"Monkey III, did you see it with your golden eyes?" I said.

"It's all monsters, no humans. It's a bird's language. Do you want me to go on a mountain tour?" Said a monkey with a smile.

"Don't be human, just kill it." I said.

"Okay, master." Said the monkey.

A monkey held the stick high, and the stick began to grow.

It's so big that it's almost as exaggerated as the planet on the opposite side, and then hit it straight down.

I didn't even see anything on the opposite planet, and even directly destroyed the planet.

A glance at the booklet in hand, the gold LV8 on the booklet has not been upgraded.

I am a little different from the boy. He played only 63 games in five years.

And I played 80 games in three years.

The enemies I met seem to be few advanced.

Boy LV8, and I also LV8.

I was LV8 in 40 games and LV8 in 80 games.

Thinking that I have to defeat an LV9 to be promoted to LV9?

These monkeys are more and more like Sun Wukong in my eyes, and I am more and more counseling.

The level rises slowly when I upgrade these monkeys.

And after winning all the black pages in the booklet, I rarely dare to write on the booklet.

Because I was afraid of encountering a more powerful planet, I would be wiped out in a blink of an eye.

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