Unlimited Extreme Live System

"Do you think your strength is enough for poor monks to wait for others?" Tang Seng Lengheng.

The pig Bajie jumped, and raised the sharp nine-tooth rake against the fox demon.

Within a short time, a group of fox demon was bombed by Tang Seng and others.

And several people hurried toward the foot of the mountain.

Sun Wukong has long been turned into a prototype, holding Baima: "Everything is here. Here is grandson Sun."

"Go!" Tang Seng urged.

The white dragon and horse transformed into a dragon, and everyone jumped up and was about to leave quickly. Unexpectedly, a figure appeared behind him.

Amazingly Hu Aqi!

At this moment, he was a little bit embarrassed and had some burn marks on his body. Obviously, it took some special things to get himself out of the unicorn.

Hu Aqi looked angrily at Tang Seng and others, "You don't want to leave alive!"

Tang Seng glanced at Sun Wukong and looked at Hu Aqi again: "If you have the ability, you are here!"

After saying this, the white dragon underneath flew up suddenly, Sun Wukong took his hands behind him and looked down. ,

The sand monk's face was a little pale: "Go down early. I'm afraid the old Sha ..."

Tang Seng nodded.

On the other hand, Hu Aqi watched Tang Seng and others leave.

"It turned out to be a white dragon?" Hu Aqi naturally knew the status of the dragon in the world, while Tang Seng and others even stepped on the white dragon and ran. The status must be extraordinary. And the monkey above the white dragon, it gives people a sense of arrogance and power.

Chasing or not chasing?

this is a problem.

Chase, these people seem to be very strong, and they are likely to leave their lives.

No chase, this is the source of the black dragon. It can promote ordinary weapons to artifacts. Even the worst artifact is an artifact.

Hu Aqi kept thinking, watching Tang Seng and others who were getting farther and farther, and took a breath: "Forget it. In this case, Qingshan stayed without worrying about it ..."

...

"This is the source of the black dragon." Sun Wukong took out a black thing. Although this thing is solid, at first glance, it feels like black smoke condenses together. And there is a strange feeling in this breath.

Tang Seng's eyes lightened slightly: "This is a good thing. But how to use it?"

Sun Wukong said: "As long as the tactics are attached to the smelting instrument, you can."

Tang Seng handed the tin rod to Sun Wukong.

I saw Sun Wukong, holding the source of the black, and holding the monk's tin rod in the other hand, whispering at the corner of his mouth.

After a while!

The source of this black dragon, as if smoke, was quickly wrapped in the tin rod of the Tang monk. The tin rod was like smoking all over the body, exuding an unusual breath.

At this time the tin rod was gradually absorbing the source of this black dragon.

Tang Seng and others returned to the ground and looked at the town of Yalong in the distance. "Tonight, head to Wuji Kingdom. Go and get the second celestial stone."

"I'm curious about the old pig. Does this really have a sense of luck?" Pig Bajie asked.

Tang Seng explained: "Yes or no, the poor monk does not know. But judging by the poor monk himself, the poor monk does not believe in luck. The poor monk only knows that this road must go by himself, and no one can stop himself.

"The real pursuit of that kind of freedom." Tang Seng said thoughtfully.

Sun Wukong murmured: "From ...".

Tang Seng is also thoughtful. Although he is not a person of this era, he has many ideas that coincide with each other. Without this system, maybe he is still struggling and working as an unknown anchor. You wo n’t have this kind of travel experience.

This kind of traveling across the world has given me an extraordinary enjoyment, and at the same time, I have gained a lot of popularity.

If this parallel world really exists in a certain space, then if you come to each of the traversing worlds, you have to do something.

Do something you want to do but dare not do, and do something bloody.

I just want to prove that this world, I have been here before.

...

"I'll rest here tonight for a while," Tang Seng said, holding a tin rod.

At this time the tin rod still emits a black smoke, but it has faded a lot. Obviously not fully absorbed. However, there seems to be more grain on the tin rod, and this grain has a feeling of black dragons crushing the city.

Tang Seng knows that strength is always the best chip and the best life-saving sign.

"Previously, the old mother-in-law told the poor monk that this second one was in the hands of the former King of the Black Chicken Kingdom, so early tomorrow morning when he went to the Black Chicken Kingdom, he would first look for that original King."

Pig Bajie asked in wonder: "What did the former king mean?"

Sang Tang said: "This former king refers to the former king. The current king of the Black Chicken Kingdom, according to the poor monk, should be changed by a monster."

"The poor monk has seen the original book. When this section was mentioned in the original book, the poor monk dreamed of the king's ghost complaining in the royal monastery, and sued his brother for killing him in the imperial garden. His throne and queen. "Tang Seng looked at Zhu Bajie.

Pig Bajie stunned: "It's fierce! It's brother betrayal, and it's the right to occupy, and the main thing is to give the queen."

Tang Seng nodded: "Well. If judging by the novels of the poor monk period, this is a highly poisonous plot. Not only has he betrayed, but he is also given a hat. Very poisonous ..."

Pig Bajie seems to understand.

It seems that Master said that he was not a man of this age ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He will leave someday, but it is a good thing to have such a master.

The sand monk was silent.

Sun Wukong leaned against the tree, sitting on one knee, with his hand on his knee, looking at the moonlight.

This moonlight is still the moonlight of the past, but it seems a little different to everyone.

No matter for Sun Wukong, or for the sand monk, or for the pig Bajie, or even for the Tang monk, the heavenly court represented behind this moonlight is no longer what it used to be. .

It is a kind of **** and power disorder.

...

The next day, the first rays of sunlight shone on the ground.

The sleeping starry sky gradually faded away, leaving a pale white sky.

The sky is gradually clear.

"This is the tin rod of a poor monk?" Tang Seng looked at the tin rod in front of him, as if renewed, shining with silver, on a tin rod depicting a lifelike holy dragon.

He remembered that it was a black dragon before, why he had the feeling of a holy dragon.

Bai Longma explained: "This is the source of heaven and earth. It belongs to one of chaos. Pangu opens up the world, but it is chaos. The source of this black dragon is this holy source."

Tang Seng tried the power of this weapon, holding a tin rod and waving it suddenly.

A tree turns directly into shreds.

Even Zhu Bajie was startled, and looked at Tang Seng with a stun.

If you compare it with the previous mana, Tang Seng can't.

Tang Seng's eyes were joyful: "If you look at the strength, the strength of the poor monk should reach the S level!"

At this time, the distance from Wuji Kingdom was not far away. Tang Seng held a tin rod and rode on the white dragon and horse again, heading towards Wuji Kingdom.

"Black chicken country!"

Tang Seng took a deep breath: "The back garden of the palace ... Come on!"