The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The sharp sword and the Qitian Stick's clones collided continuously, and countless sparks exploded in the sky.

Sun Wukong looked at the sluggish general with a sneer on his face. With a move of his wrist, a Heaven-Qiu stick appeared in his hand.

The body shot out like a cannonball and rushed towards the general in an instant.

The sudden change made the general stunned for a moment, his power exploded, and a sword appeared in his hand.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a ball of air burst out from the place where the two collided, scattering the sharp swords in the sky.

At this moment, Ganjiang felt as if he had been hit by a big mountain, and the ground beneath his feet began to crack.

His body sank suddenly, Ganjiang's body trembled, the long sword in his hand flew out, and he barely took a step back.

The Qitian stick almost hit the general's nose.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the ground was instantly shattered by the stick. Countless gravels shot out, leaving countless blood marks on the general's body.

The general who backed away looked at this scene with his mouth open and his heart was still palpitating.

Why is this Sun Wukong so strong! ?

As soon as this thought emerged, before Gan Jiang could take a breath, he found that Sun Wukong had rushed towards him again.

With a flash of light in his eyes, the general planned to evacuate first.

With a flash of his body, he saw that before the general could escape, dozens of golden lights shot out from the sky.

With a horrified look on his face, a layer of black mist condensed on the general's body, and before it spread, he was surrounded by the golden light.

Astonishingly, dozens of sky-high sticks surrounded the generals.

Seeing Sun Wukong coming over with a stick through the gap, Gan Jiang suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

The power in his body surged, trying to break out of this restriction, but as soon as the power in his body was released, the golden light on the Qitian stick surrounding him became much stronger.

The powerful pressure came over instantly, causing Qianjiang's body to stiffen, and then he fell to his knees under the pressure of this force.

The Qitian stick in Sun Wukong's hand moved the stick body around Gan Jiang, and a harsh sound came, making Gan Jiang extremely uncomfortable.

I wanted to cover my ears with my hands, but found that I couldn't move.

At this moment, Sun Wukong's voice rang.

"how?"

He raised his head with difficulty and stared at Sun Wukong with his scarlet eyes. The general said in a cold voice: "Kill me!"

"Death is certain, but not now. I still have something to ask you."

Upon hearing this, the general sneered and said, "Question? What do you think I will say?"

Seeing that the general was still speaking harshly at this time, Sun Wukong was not angry. He just chuckled and shook his head, then opened his palms, and a ball of light blue flame suddenly ignited from his palms.

The small ball of flame seemed to be just an ordinary flame. Even when it appeared, there was no obvious increase in temperature around it. Instead, a layer of ice appeared under Sun Wukong's feet.

As the flames appeared, the surroundings became silent for an instant.

Tu Bo, who was not far away, was shocked when he saw this scene. He stared at the blue flame in Sun Wukong's hand in amazement.

"Yin, Yin Zhu!?"

There are yang fire and yin fire in the world. Among them, yang fire is as strong as dragon fire, samadhi true fire, etc., which are all famous divine fires in the world.

Naturally, Yin Fire also has extremely powerful divine fire, and it exists in the Netherworld, and that is the Yin Candle.

It's just that this Yin Candle has always been extremely difficult to practice. This is obviously the first time Sun Wukong has entered the Netherworld. Why is there such a divine fire! ?

At this time, Tu Bo was horrified, but also had doubts. He was very curious about how Sun Wukong did it.

Sun Wukong naturally doesn't know what Yin Zhu is.

The reason why I know this technique is entirely because my master taught me, and I only know the name.

At best, it's just useful. This is my only feeling.

At this time, the trapped Gan Jiang looked at the Yin Zhu in Sun Wukong's hand, his eyes full of fear.

Taking a step back, his body hit the shining golden cage, and another scream sounded.

Watching this scene, Sun Wukong had a sneer on his face, shook the flame in his hand, and chuckled: "Are you still talking about it now?"

The general swallowed his saliva involuntarily. He was no longer as cold and ruthless as before, and his heart was filled with fear.

As a ghost king, to put it bluntly, it is a soul that has become a physical entity. Since it is a soul, it is natural to have something to be afraid of.

Ordinary Yin Fire can cause great harm to the soul, and it is irreversible.

Logically speaking, the ghost kings are not afraid of Yin Fire, but they are afraid of a very powerful flame in Yin Fire.

That is a black candlestick.

There is no way to extinguish this thing after it is stuck, and some people just wait to die slowly. After the soul is burned out, the dark candle will disappear on its own.

That's all. What's more terrible is that the souls killed by this Yin Candle will be erased by the Six Paths and disappear from this world in a true sense.

Ganjiang didn't want to die, so he naturally didn't want to let the Yin Zhu stick to his body, so he ignored the pain on his back and looked at Sun Wukong in horror.

"In that case, then answer the question honestly."

Retracting his arm, Sun Wukong did not disperse the dark candle. Instead, he stared at Gan Jiang and said, "Tell me, what is the Lord Netherworld going to do, to ambush us here?"

After swallowing his saliva, the general no longer concealed his purpose and said straightforwardly: "The Lord Netherworld intends to swallow up the army of Dongyue Hell in one fell swoop in the fifth level of hell, making it impossible for them to penetrate deeper."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong suddenly raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Where does he get his confidence?"

"Not to mention the masters in Dongyue Underworld, there are countless generals. How many can he defeat?"

Tu Bo was still silent, even the generals were silent.

Even he himself didn't know where Lord Netherworld's self-confidence came from. This time, he took action just for Lord Yujian.

At this moment, Tu Bo's voice suddenly rang out: "God Lord Netherworld has the opportunity to do this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong turned his head and looked over, his eyes full of curiosity, and asked: "What opportunity?"

"The fifth level of hell is the birthplace of the Netherworld God Lord."

After saying this, Tu Bo frowned slightly, as if he remembered something, and the look on his face was really not good-looking.

"The Netherworld God Lord was born in the Netherworld. At first, we all thought it was just a ray of ghost, but later events proved that the identity of the Netherworld God Lord is not that simple."

"He seems to have arrived in the Netherworld earlier than Empress Houtu. Although I don't know where the problem lies, one thing I can be sure of is that this person is definitely not as simple as he seems."

"If we simply thought that the opponent was just a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, we would have dealt with him thousands of years ago. Why would we need to wait until now?"