v32 Chapter 22： Magic sword (1/2)

When Sun Wukong heard this, he immediately smiled: ”It's been so many years, I didn't expect you to remember me.”

”How could I forget it!” Long Kui looked happy and serious. Although she had only been with Monkey King for a day, that day was the first time she flew in the sky, the first time she left the palace, and the first contact with cultivation, Monkey King. All the things given were already deeply imprinted in her mind and soul, so how could she forget it.

”I've been looking forward to seeing Wukong brother again, and now it's finally time to wait, it's great.” Long Kui said, suddenly plunged into Monkey King's arms and hugged him. It was obvious that she was very excited now. , Very happy: ”After so many years, Brother Wukong still hasn't changed at all.”

Feeling the soft body of nightshade, Monkey King knew that the nightshade now is a little different from the nightshade in the original work, because he taught the nightshade technique, so the current nightshade is extremely cultivated. Yes, even the candlestick dragon as the Protoss can fight, although there is only one move, but you must know that it is the Protoss, or the ancient dragon.

However, it is a pity that even though he taught the cultivation methods of Dragon Sun and Dragon Kwai, the two of them did not have the aura of the protagonist. Under the general trend, they still entered the same fate.

The only difference is that because Dragon Kwai has a cultivation method, she has cultivated for so many years, and her cultivation is strong, far surpassing ordinary monks. Therefore, she has not been trapped in the lock demon tower, but because the magic sword is too heavy , The killing was too strong, so she had to take the magic sword and hide in this Buzhou Mountain. She wanted to rely on this Buzhou Mountain's position to suppress the magic sword, but she did not expect to change the situation of Fuzhou Mountain.

”This magic sword...” Monkey King looked at the magic sword in Dragon Kwai's hand and clearly felt the monstrous devilish energy contained in it. The magic sword in the original book was incomparable to this one.

”This is the magic sword made by my brother based on the drawing of my Jiang Kingdom Magic Sword and combined with the casting method you passed on to me. Because of drinking the blood of a country, the devilish energy is too strong, and I finally had to hide it here with it. Not Zhou is in the mountains.”

”When did I teach you the method of forging?” Sun Wukong was a little curious, but after another thought, there seemed to be a method of forging in the volume of exercises he passed on the nightshade. It suddenly came to light, well, it turns out that the magic The sword is so strong because of him.

Monkey King immediately stretched out his hand to grab the magic sword, but didn't want to. The dragon kwai stepped back several steps and quickly stopped: ”Don't, this magic sword has too much demon energy and killing energy. Once ordinary people touch it, they will be caught by it. I can barely control my hostility and control my mind. It's because I'm also part of casting it, and it's the same. But if someone else touches it, he will become a madman who only knows to kill.”

”It's okay.” Sun Wukong smiled at this, and made a casual move. The magic sword in the dragon Kwai's hand slammed and trembled, the devilish energy bloomed, and it was directly opened the palm of the dragon Kwai and shot from her hand. Out, Sun Wukong was held in his hand.

In an instant, Demon Sword felt like he was being provoked. The monstrous demon aura instantly turned into substance and emerged. For a moment, dark clouds in the sky rolled, making this Bu Zhoushan feel like you can’t see your fingers, and the breath is terrifying. people.

Fury, restlessness, killing, hostility...

All the negative emotions rushed towards Monkey King. However, Monkey King smiled at this, and stretched out his hand and flicked on the sword: ”Oh~ it's not honest.”

As he said, a trace of violentness was even more violent than it, and the restless hostility directly rushed out and suppressed the devilish energy. In an instant, the magic sword seemed to have encountered the **** of the world, but it was trembling and wailing, completely still and dare not move. Obviously, it succumbed.