The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

As he walked deeper, Sun Wukong found that he was still muttering about the situation in this demon kingdom.

To say it is purgatory is a bit like praising this demon country.

Everywhere he went, there were fragments of broken fingers, completely different from the demon kingdom he had seen.

I thought that the human race here migrated out because of the Demon Kingdom, but only now did I realize that they were all imprisoned and eaten by the Demon Kingdom.

Sun Wukong's face gradually darkened, and he was obviously very angry about this incident.

Yan Yuan on the side said nothing, but his slightly trembling hands could not hide the anger in his heart.

What kind of monster is so bold? ?

The two brothers flew forward one after the other. Above the wasteland, a huge city stood in the center of the wasteland.

Compared to the monsters we have encountered before, this city is quite rampant.

Looking at the monsters before, they could only dominate the mountain and dominate the mountain. The monsters here have already achieved the ultimate.

Squinting at the big flag facing the wind, Sun Wukong immediately sneered.

There was a flash of light in the palm of his hand, and the Qitian Stick was in his hand.

I saw Sun Wukong raise his hand and throw out the Qitian Stick in his hand. In an instant, with a thunderous and lightning-like posture, the Qitian Stick rushed towards the city.

"boom!"

A loud noise suddenly sounded, waking up the little demon guarding the city. However, before he could recover, he was crushed to death by the collapsing city wall.

Yan Yuan on the side was not surprised when he saw the senior brother making an angry move and opening a hole in the city with one stroke of his stick.

The sudden attack suddenly woke up the monsters in the city. Countless monsters in the city were holding various weapons and stared at Sun Wukong and Yan Yuan in the sky in shock.

"W-Who is this?"

The Demon Country has been at peace for too long and has always slaughtered its enemies. How has it ever happened that someone blocked the door of your house?

At this moment, a loud voice sounded from the largest palace in the city.

"Who is acting arrogant here?"

The sound rolled in like thunder. When he heard the sound, Sun Wukong's eyes instantly narrowed.

"Hunyuan Golden Immortal?"

The demonic power contained in that voice was by no means an ordinary demonic power. In just a moment, Sun Wukong noticed a ray of demonic power contained in the voice.

At this time, Yan Yuan's expression had changed due to his low cultivation level.

This is probably the most powerful monster they have ever encountered.

Looking at the city with a frown, Yan Yuan waved his arm without any hesitation. The sword light behind him lit up, and in an instant, thousands of sword shadows appeared in the sky.

The entire demon city was instantly enveloped by Yan Yuan's sword formation.

At this moment, a cold snort came from the city, and a dark red halo of light spread out from the city in an instant.

The demonic power mixed in it made Yan Yuan's expression suddenly change, his palms clenched tightly, and the sword formation in the sky instantly made a sword cry.

Countless flying swords shrouded the city, and in an instant, countless sword shadows collided with the dark red halo of light.

After only resisting for a moment, the sword shadow was instantly dispersed.

Sun Wukong's eyes turned cold, and with one move with one hand, the Qitian Stick began to change in the sky. The Qitian Stick instantly fell from the sky and landed in front of Sun Wukong.

The dark red light was like substance and was instantly shattered by the Qitian Stick.

The dark red light that spread in other directions flattened the mountains wherever it went.

Yan Yuan's face was full of a wry smile. After all, he was the senior brother, and the move he had not blocked was broken by one of his moves.

Sun Wukong's eyes gradually burned with fighting spirit, his eyes flickered with light, and he said coldly: "Hand over my master, or no one will be left alive!"

"You are so bold! Let's see what you are capable of today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of light shot toward Sun Wukong, and he saw Sun Wukong holding the Heaven-Quicking Stick in front of him.

There was a "buzz" sound, and countless rays of light mixed with demon power and spiritual power emitted.

The flowing light also revealed its true form at this time, which was a long sword.

Looking at the long knife with squinted eyes, Sun Wukong moved his wrist, and the long knife was instantly staggered. Before he could react, Sun Wukong knocked it down with a stick.

The light swayed, and the long sword that was still powerful before suddenly became much dimmer, and even the demonic power on it was cut off by half.

At this time, the people in the city who were attacking finally couldn't sit still anymore. With a roar, countless monsters filled the air, and then a figure walked out of the palace.

I saw that the monster was wearing a pair of shoulder armor on its shoulders, half of its body was exposed, and its strong body was covered with knife marks.

A scar extends from the corner of the eyebrow on the tiger's head to his chin, which looks extremely horrifying.

After taking a breath, the tiger demon stared at Sun Wukong, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Sun Wukong! Today is the day you die!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately chuckled, pointed at the tiger demon and said, "You actually know my name. Tell me your name so that I can get to know you better."

"I am the Mohu of the demon kingdom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong was stunned because he seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

After looking up and down at Mo Hu, Sun Wukong said, "But Mo Hu, the tiger demon who was suppressed by General Ao Lie of Zhenxi Dragon Palace a hundred years ago?"

Mo Hu laughed evilly, brushed his cheek with his palm, and said in a cold voice: "This scar of my king has never gone away, just to remember you Dragon Palace!"

Sun Wukong chuckled lightly and said, "Are you saying that because you are afraid that it cannot be healed?"

Just one sentence easily angered the other party. Mo Hu's face darkened, his palms spread out, and countless black lights began to condense in the palms of his hands.

The light gradually extended, and after a while it turned into a long black sword.

I saw the ink-colored long knife in Mo Hu's hand swing across, and countless black demonic energy condensed.

An extremely suppressed demon power was released from Mo Hu, who took a step forward suddenly, and then slashed at Sun Wukong with a knife.

In an instant, the huge knife shadow quickly gathered in the flying sand and rocks, and chopped down towards Sun Wukong.

At this time, Sun Wukong did not dodge, but looked at the shadow of the knife coldly. Seeing that the shadow of the knife was about to fall, a golden light suddenly lit up on Sun Wukong's body.

As the golden light continued to flow, the shadow of the knife was actually blocked by Sun Wukong.

Yan Yuan on the side did not dare to show any slightness at this time. The light on his body lit up, and he barely blocked the oncoming demonic power.

Yan Yuan looked at Sun Wukong who blocked the sword shadow with a face full of surprise. Yan Yuan didn't know what to say for a moment.

Does the elder brother have some kind of magic weapon in his body?