The city of Monkey King

"You should take a break first, don't move."

Jiangzhou City, Qin's Manor, Qin Feng looked at the Nangong Yi people lying on the bed, gently said with a smile, the goddess spirit is really unusual, so the consumption, just rest for a few hours, it is already restored As early as.

At least at this moment, the Nangong Yi people do not seem to have any serious problems.

"Hmm~"

Nangong Yiren looked at Qin Feng nothing, and there was joy in his eyes. He nodded innocently. When he was in the desert of Chenzhou, the situation was very urgent. She saw that Qin Feng’s first thought was to make Qin Feng safe and have no time. And there is no thought to think about other things.

But now it is calming down. When I saw the Qin wind, there was one thing in the heart of the Nangong Yi people.

"Qin..."

However, in the Nangong Yi people just opened, suddenly... a fierce sigh in the heart, the frown frowned, and she felt that there was a kind of force that could not resist coming to the whole body at the moment.

This kind of power cannot be resisted and cannot be rejected.

She has a hunch that as long as she continues to speak, once she says something that cannot be said, this power will break it down and will not be merciless.

That is... the law of heaven and earth.

The Nangong Yiren originally wanted to talk to Qin Feng about ‘Zhao Wei’, but she has already made a pledge in the underground palace.

"what happened?"

Qin Feng looked at the Nangong Yi people's face changed, his brow slightly wrinkled, and asked in a loud voice.

"No, nothing."

The Nangong Yi people quickly pressed this face down, and turned sweetly toward Qin Feng: "Yes, where are we going next?"

The Nangong Yi people know the temperament of Qin Feng very well. She knows that Qin Feng has returned to the Yunshui world this time and must come to work.

"Fairy Palace."

Qin Feng went to the window, looked up at the sky, said with a condensate!

At this moment, Chu Wanqiu is in the Xianwei Palace.

And his own fourth-generation Suze's wooden walks are also in the Xianwei Palace!

Have to go!

When the Nangong Yi people heard the words of Qin Feng, it was hard to calm down, and it was a wave...

Xianwei Palace...

He, he is going to Xianwei Palace.

What did he go to Xianwei Palace? !

The Nangong Yi people thought of Zhao Wei in the underground palace and looked at the back of Qin Feng...

‘He, don’t you want to go to Zhao...’

‘I... want to tell him...’

Nangong Yiren’s heart is tangled, she is very clear that the palace of Xianwei Palace has a layer of ban, unless it is her goddess, otherwise she can’t find it.

However, she clearly knows everything, but she cannot tell Qin Feng.

Because once the export is made, the oath is split, and she will be ruined under the laws of heaven and earth and even die!

"Kid!"

At this time, Qin Feng suddenly wrinkled and looked sullen, and in his knowledge of the sea, there was a sound.

That is...Sun Wukong.

"How do you wake up so fast."

Qin Feng also returned to Sun Wukong in the sea. Since this time... especially when Qin Feng opened the road of IX love, he slowly discovered that the progress of assimilation with Sun Wukong slowly disappeared.

But this does not mean the disappearance of Sun Wukong. The soul of Sun Wukong’s heart has always been in the body of Qin Feng, and the numerology of the two is also sealed by Sun Wukong.

"Because some unexpected things."

The voice of Sun Wukong sounds very weak. It is obvious that he should not wake up at this time, but there are some things happening that he has to wake up in advance.

"Unexpected things?"

Qin Feng’s nephew was slightly coagulated. He didn’t know what Sun Wukong was talking about for the time being.

"You use the eyes of this holy, you deserve to see."

The voice of Sun Wukong continues to sound, and Qin Feng is also at this time, the eyes of the eyes in the eyes, when the time!

The flame burns in the scorpion, and there is a picture in the flame.

"this is…"

Qin Feng’s sword eyebrows are wrinkled!

Western Heaven Buddha.

The side of Lingshan, Wuzhishan.

In the sky above Wuzhishan, there are dozens of people, more accurately... it is dozens of Buddhas.

These Buddhas are all volleyed and arranged in a ‘’ word on the Wuzhi Mountain. They have a golden flame and are arranged in a ‘’ character.

The flames went down and rushed toward the Wuzhi Mountain.

In this mountainous place, there is a person wearing a golden red dragonfly. Accurately speaking... It is a monkey, fighting against the golden body of Buddha and Sun Wukong.

Around the golden body, the one thousand and eighty small beads, as well as the beads on the body of the golden body, all burst into a dazzling golden flame, echoing the flame of the word above.

Just above the sky, a bead that radiates golden light, that is, the relic, slowly descends toward the golden arms of Sun Wukong below.

"........."

"..."

Throughout the Wuzhishan, the Buddhas began to read the unified Buddha language, and the voice gradually gathered together, like Hong Lei, and echoed.

Under the golden flame, Sun Wukong and the relic of the relic have a golden ‘word. This ‘word slowly descends and surrounds the relic.

This radiant ‘’ word is the convergence of the Buddha’s Buddhist languages.

Little by little...

The ‘’ word protects the relic from the golden body of Sun Wukong. When he is three feet away from Sun Wukong’s golden body, he has an extremely strong resistance from the golden body of Sun Wukong.

boom!

The golden flames of the entire sky are under the force of this resistance, and the tremors of the continual tremors, and the words of the falling ‘, are also trembling, a rhythm of disintegration.

but…

It only lasted for three seconds, and the relics guarded by the ‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’

The closer to the golden body of Sun Wukong, the more resilience of the relics, and the golden fire of the sky, is also pressed downwards.

With the power of dozens of buddha, to suppress the power of the resistance of Sun Wukong Jin.

This resistance is...

It is unconscious, but the self-resistance of Sun Wukong’s golden body is still less than one tenth of the power of Sun Wukong.

Despite this, it is also necessary to spend dozens of Buddhas to jointly suppress this resistance.

The Buddha language still reverberates and oscillates in this Buddha world.

The whole world of Buddhism is covered with golden flames, and even the Wuzhishan... is already shaking!

The relics are far from the body of Sun Wukong, and they have changed from two feet to one and a half feet. This kind of vibration is even more amazing. The atmosphere of destruction in the Buddha world seems to be condensing.

It is like a critical point. If it is not properly controlled, it will cause extremely severe power to vent.

One and a half... one foot!

Under the **** of the word, the relics are far from the golden body of Sun Wukong...only the last one is left! 2k novel reading network