The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The ear-piercing screams sounded, causing the general who was fighting Sun Wukong to frown.

He took the time to look in the direction of the down-and-out scholar, only to find that he had been swallowed up by the golden light formation released by Tu Bo.

His brows furrowed slightly, and an ominous premonition arose in the general's heart.

"Wandering is not a good habit."

The sound rang in his ears, and Gan Jiang suddenly looked back, only to find a golden light in Sun Wukong's hand swinging towards his waist.

The powerful power made Gan Jiang dare not directly block the golden light, and his body began to retreat rapidly.

But just after dodging the golden light, Ganjiang noticed that Sun Wukong had a strange smile.

Subconsciously, he felt that something was not right. Before Gan Jiang could come to his senses, there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him.

Before he could turn around, Gan Jiang received a heavy blow from behind and his whole body flew to one side.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Ganjiang's whole body was hit hard on the mountain.

The scene that happened suddenly made the meritorious uncle who had just cleaned up the fallen scholar slightly stunned.

Looking at it carefully, I found that the ghost energy around the general was almost completely dissipated by Sun Wukong's blow.

"Ahem~"

There was a rapid cough, and a smile appeared on the face of the general whose entire body was embedded in the mountain: "I was careless."

With a slight sigh, Gan Jiang's body began to emit a faint blue light. Sun Wukong, who was standing on the ground, seemed to feel something at this time, and lowered his head and glanced at his feet.

Countless small stones were seen shaking continuously, which was obviously related to the blue light on Gan Jiang's body.

The ground began to shake slowly, and with a 'click' sound, countless cracks appeared on the ground instantly.

Watching this scene, Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, but Tu Bo in the distance changed his expression.

"Get out!"

Tu Bo yelled at Sun Wukong, but he found that Sun Wukong stood motionless, as if he had not heard the words.

At this time, the general who had slowly detached himself from the mountain had a sneer on his face.

"It's too late, the formation has been completed."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless blue rays of light suddenly burst out from the cracks on the ground around Sun Wukong.

A burning feeling swept across him instantly, and before Sun Wukong could make a move, a long sword with a cold light slowly flew out from the blue light.

An extremely astonishing coercion emanated from the countless sharp swords, causing Monkey King to feel a sudden pressure on him.

With a surprising smile on his face, Sun Wukong held up one hand, and countless dark golden lights began to slowly gather on his palm.

Feeling the innate energy emanating from the dark golden light, both the Tubo and the generals were stunned.

"Innate magic weapon!?"

Gan Jiang looked at Sun Wukong with some surprise. Sun Wukong had never used this magic weapon or weapon from beginning to end.

Although it is not considered that Sun Wukong does not have these things, it is certain that Sun Wukong must have something to rely on when using magic weapons at this time.

Tu Bo looked at the magic weapon that was gradually taking shape and subconsciously smiled bitterly.

I thought that Sun Wukong had no way to deal with it, but now it seems that I am really overthinking it.

That's right, it's a rare thing that Sun Wukong doesn't have an innate magic weapon. This is the personal inheritance of the Dragon King of Zhenhai Dragon Palace!

With a sigh in his heart, he saw a long stick of light golden color suddenly appearing in Sun Wukong's hand.

With a move of his wrist, the long stick in Sun Wukong's hand released a powerful innate power.

"This is!?"

"Qitian Stick, this is a magic weapon that Master personally refined using the innate energy."

Sun Wukong looked at the long stick in his hand with fondness. Although it was not as good as the supreme golden cudgel in the master's hand, it was still an innate magic weapon with endless magical uses.

Looking at the Qitian Stick in Sun Wukong's hand, Gan Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, then waved with one hand, and most of the long sword floating in the air was aimed at Sun Wukong.

"disease!"

After giving the order, countless sounds broke through the air, and most of the sharp swords shot towards Sun Wukong.

Watching this scene, Sun Wukong felt as if his body was imprisoned and unable to leave the place.

Looking up, he saw that countless sharp swords were already stabbing at him. A smile appeared on Sun Wukong's face. With a move of his wrist, the Qitian Stick in his hand began to rotate rapidly.

An extremely powerful air flow swept away, and in an instant, the sharp swords that were shooting quickly were fixed in mid-air.

"Crack!"

The Qitian Stick in his hand was stabbed hard on the ground, and a golden light spread from one end of the Qitian Stick.

The extremely powerful force instantly dispersed the sharp sword trapped in mid-air.

The golden light in his eyes surged, everything around him slowed down in Sun Wukong's eyes, and countless threads came into his eyes.

This is the magical effect of the fiery eyes, which can clearly see the direction of the spiritual energy veins.

After just a glance, Sun Wukong concentrated a large amount of demonic power on his feet. After briefly breaking free from the restraints, he landed with one kick.

"boom!"

There was a tremor on the ground, and the light blue light emitted by the formation under his feet dimmed a lot in an instant.

The general who came back to his senses was stunned when he saw that Sun Wukong easily broke through his formation.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Ganjiang stretched out his arms, and all the sharp swords in the formation began to move. The sword tips were pressed against Sun Wukong. As long as Ganjiang waved his arm, the sharp sword would completely tear Sun Wukong into pieces.

Watching this scene, Sun Wukong smiled slightly, holding the Qitian Stick in his hand, and then threw it into the air.

The threat was approaching. At this time, Sun Wukong actually threw the magic weapon in his hand. Could it be that he wanted to die! ?

Tu Bo felt anxious, and even the generals who controlled the formation looked at this scene with some surprise.

The general came back to his senses instantly and sneered: "In that case, I will let you know what regret is!"

The next second, the sharp swords shot toward Sun Wukong.

Looking at the sharp sword that was shooting towards him, the golden light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes. The Heaven-Qitian Stick that he had thrown out before shone brightly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into countless Heaven-Qitian Sticks in mid-air.

Looking at this scene dumbfounded, Ganjiang's hand movements froze, and even the sword he controlled froze slightly.

As for Tu Bo, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva when he looked at the sky-stretching sticks.

They never thought that this magic weapon could be used in this way.

The moment before the sword came closer, countless clones of the Qitian Stick were shot out. Various explosions sounded in the sky, and the light of the magic weapon exploding was everywhere.

Looking at this scene dumbfounded, Gan Jiang didn't know what to say for a while.

My sword formation has never been broken by this method before!