MTL - The city of Monkey King-Chapter 1188 Ten percent

"A sum... cancel it."

Mother, whispering, face... with a smile.

That smile is a self-deprecation of myself.

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Ling Xiao Temple.

Ruins of the underground palace.

The jade emperor with his hands on his back, his brows wrinkled.

It is not because of this law, this time the plan, although experienced many twists and turns, can finally be ... successful.

In front of him, the fragments of the palace were floating around in the air, from which there was a majestic spiritual power, madly poured out, and finally fell into the statue of the celestial stone.

The stone of the heavens and the stone on the surface are rapidly dissipating.

The body inside it appears.

There is a flood of arrogance, scattered from this body.

"Really, do you want to force it..."

Jade Emperor, muttered.

The voice echoed in the palace.

He is tangled.

For Jade Emperor, the most unbearable thing he can be is betrayal!

What the mother did, in the eyes of the Jade Emperor, is a betrayal of oneself, which is regarded as the closest relative by himself and betrayed himself!

He gave the mother a chance.

The ray of blasphemy appeared in the ruins of the palace, and the fragments of these floating in the air, the rich spiritual power radiated from it, poured into the stone statue of the heaven.

The speed of the stone peeling off on the stone statue speeds up!

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蟠桃莲池.

Among the lotus pavilions in the Daojie, Taishang Laojun and Tongtian Master, the brows of the two are all wrinkled.

The two looked at each other and saw a horror from their respective eyes.

"Senior brother, it seems that this is not easy."

Tongtian teaches the main voice to sing, obviously he did not think that the jade emperor wants to wake up, turned out to be such a character.

"It seems that the ancestors of the Peng dynasty had a big idea."

Taishang Laojun smiled and shook his head.

after all.

This matter, in the ancient times of the ancients, is a well-known thing. Everyone knows that, in the battle of Zhoushan, the mixed ancestor has already completely killed the punishment.

However, who can think of it, Zhang Bairen, who used to be a small Taoist child in the past, dared to play tricks in the eyes of the mixed ancestors.

It was a successful success to keep the sacred body of this criminal day until today.

Taishang Laojun stood up and leaned forward. In time, there was a void door: "Dongbin, you and your brothers and brothers, quickly return to the Three Holy Palace."

This transmission array is the gateway to the opening of the Taoist Sansheng.

It is connected to the Three Holy Palace.

"Zhuzu, this is..."

Lu Dongbin frowned, he was very young, and he had never experienced the flood. It was a rising star of the heavens and the world, and he was only able to detect a very strong gas.

Moreover, this gas is extremely special, he has never perceived it.

Its strength is no less than the two masters in front of him, even... stronger.

"Go back and tell you Shibo, things have changed, let him wait for me to go back and plan."

Taishang Laojun said, using an unquestionable tone: "Come back soon, this transmission array will not last long."

Seeing that the old man's brow is too wrinkled, Lu Dongbin and other disciples, even if there are more questions, this time is not too much to ask, have been toward the Taishang Laojun and Tongtian teach the Lord.

Then stepped into this transmission array.

When Lu Dongbin and others left, the Tongtian teacher smiled and said: "Why should the brothers be so, even if they are reinstated, you and my brothers will join hands and fear."

It is normal for the Tongtian Church to say this.

Perhaps, in the ancient times, they were not opponents of the criminal days, but now... have experienced so many years.

The accumulation of the three clearings of the Taoist world is the peak of this world.

"Teacher, don't care."

The look of Taishang Laojun became dignified: "This time, you and I can't fight, and after a sneak peek, retreat."

Tongtian teaches the main brow wrinkle, he is militant, does not want to retreat.

However, since his brother said this, he just nodded: "The brothers are relieved, I will not mess."

at the same time.

Within the lotus pavilion of the Buddha world, the scorpion of the golden scorpion opened, and in his forehead... a smudged color appeared, and it was also surprising.

"Zhang Bairen."

A voice, faintly outgoing.

It’s Shakyamuni, the Buddha’s supreme, with a smile on his lips: “The old man really didn’t think that the jade emperor had such a means to live for so long.”

"No wonder, I will look around for Pangu's axe, and it will be imprisoned for thousands of years, and I want Yang Hao's eyes."

Sakyamuni spoke up, apparently speaking to the golden scorpion.

"Master, if it is a criminal day, it is not good."

The golden scorpion snorted.

The power of punishment, the sacred existence of the gods, and its mighty, Sakyamuni and the golden scorpion are the most clear people from the wilderness.

"He has a criminal day, an old man, and a victorious Buddha."

When Sakyamuni’s words came out, the heart of Kim’s son was even more.

"Master, the golden body of Wukong, can only play a strength of less than 40%, and it is much weaker than that of the **** of punishment."

"Who is the old man who told you that you can only let it play 40% strength?"

The words of Sakyamuni changed, and even the golden scorpion was surprised in the eyes.

"Three or four percent of the power, but it is out."

Sakyamuni finished this, no longer speaking, but closed his eyes, his mouth, with a muttering scripture.

When this verse is read...

The land just above Xianting has been hanging from the unmoving Sun Wukong. At that moment, the eyes are full of two golden ‘’ words.

The land of his heart is brightly lit, and the ancient relics that were injected have been extremely golden. With this relic as the center, Jinguang shapes the meridians and connects all the bodies of Sun Wukong.

Above the top, Zhen Yuanzi and the flower without tears vacant, the flower without tears is only in shape, at this moment his mind, most of it is spent in the real body with the Tian Yu Shangzong.

He is helping Tian Yu Shang Zong to restore his former strength.

And Zhen Yuanzi around him, at this moment, his brow is fiercely wrinkled.

The golden body of Sun Wukong is controlled by the Buddha world. Even though Zhen Yuanzi is far away from the world, he rarely cares about what happens in this world, but he also knows this.

Just now, he saw the time when Sun Wukong was golden.

I can feel the power of strength from this golden body, but... I also saw restrictions.

According to his estimation, this golden body can play up to 40% of the strength.

But now this time, this limitation... seems to be being opened!

"Criminal days, Sun Wukong..."

Zhen Yuanzi, muttered a whisper.

If it is the power of the Sun Wukong, and the battle of the **** of the heavens, I really do not know the victory and defeat, 2k novel reading network