Ming Dynasty Emperor System

As the anger and murderous intent in those black eyes intensified, the Demon King felt the big hand holding his heart tightening... tighter and tighter!It almost took his breath away!

He was really scared, those black eyes... seemed to pierce through his heart and tear his soul!

What he felt from it... was boundless killing intent!It's overwhelming anger!

His heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, and a deep chill spread from his heart to every corner of his body in an instant.

The fear of death deep in his soul was finally magnified to the extreme. From body to soul, he completely collapsed and begged miserably:

"Please...I beg you, please don't kill me! I have practiced cultivation for thousands of years, gone through countless hardships, and survived countless tribulations, and finally opened my spiritual wisdom. I have not yet experienced the many wonderful things in the world. I...I don't want to die yet! Please, let me go! Spare my life!"

Sun Wukong looked at the miserable appearance of the Demon King, but he still had a calm expression on his face. He was reciting spells to himself, giving the steel knife a layer of dark and gloomy light.

He put the steel knife between the Demon King's eyebrows, and with increasing strength in his hand, he thrust in bit by bit at an extremely slow speed.

"Ahhh!"

The Demon King let out an extremely shrill scream, and he felt that the steel knife seemed to be covered with poisonous water and flames, corroding his body and torturing his soul extremely viciously!

Sun Wukong was not moved by this. His hand pushing the steel knife was steady and resolute, and it pierced the center of the Demon King's eyebrows inch by inch.

This was a long process. After a stick of incense, the steel knife finally penetrated the head of the Demon King, completely wiping out his body and soul, ending this inhumane torture.

The twisted face of the Demon King before his death is a profound image, deeply imprinted in Sun Wukong's memory.

This is the first time Sun Wukong kills a living being.

He didn't feel any discomfort at all, but instead felt relieved and relaxed.

It seemed that a certain switch in his body was turned on.

From then on, he cut off something called "human nature".

He looked up at the sky, with a sinister smile on his lips.

Time freezes at this moment.

An emotion called anger slowly rose in Sun Wukong's heart.

The demon king with a huge steel knife stuck between his eyebrows, with his horrible and horrible face, turned into a dense cloud of black smoke and sank into the boundless void.

The world stopped flowing, and Sun Wukong's consciousness was frozen again.

In Sun Wukong's mind, the memory of the good and evil of human nature was gradually pulled away by a mysterious force.

In the center of Lingxiao Palace, another gray mark was added to the fairy stone.

In the palace, the Jade Emperor looked happy, but Zhu Houzhao's face darkened.

"The three catastrophes of joy, anger, and sorrow have passed. Sun Houhou has failed. His chances of escaping from the illusory realm have been reduced by one point!"

Zhu Houzhao frowned and couldn't help but sweat for Sun Wukong. What he would face next would be a more terrifying "happy" disaster.

Various scenes experienced by Sun Wukong will appear on the seven-color immortal stone, like a slideshow, displayed in front of the Jade Emperor and Zhu Houzhao.

Whenever Sun Wukong experiences a scene that has happened before, the seven-color immortal stone will emit a cloud of mist, and the picture will appear a little blurry.

Every time events progress a little, the fog will dissipate a little.

Whenever Sun Wukong passes through a scene and time is at a standstill in the illusory realm, the fog will completely dissipate.

When Sun Wukong performs the next scene, the fog will reappear, which is very mysterious.

After every disaster, the seven-color immortal stone will remain consistent with the world in the illusory realm and remain still.

Just like now, on top of the seven-color fairy stone, the picture is frozen at the moment when Sun Wukong raised his head and smiled ferociously. When the next disaster in the illusory realm begins, the picture will start to change again.

The pictures on the seven-color immortal stone are everything that happened in the illusory realm, and they remain consistent.

The Jade Emperor sat back on the throne, taking advantage of the pause in the picture to turn his attention to Zhu Houzhao.

He stared at the hazy chaotic mist on Zhu Houzhao's face, and a dazzling purple light erupted in his eyes, trying to explore Zhu Houzhao's true appearance under the mist.

But it didn't work. He tried many methods and kept using his magical power, but he still couldn't see through it. He seemed to feel a little regretful and sighed softly.

Zhu Houzhao felt something, turned his head and looked at the Jade Emperor.He saw the Jade Emperor's deep eyes that looked down upon all living beings, and also saw the trace of unwillingness hidden deep in the Jade Emperor's pupils.

"Your Excellency, this is a good trick. This mist of yours can actually block the secrets of heaven!"

"Haha, it's just a small skill, it can't be put on the stage. How can I compare to you? I have such a strong power of luck, I really envy you!"

"If you like it, you might as well come and get it."

"I'm not very interested. After all, it belongs to Sun Wukong, and I can't snatch it from him."

"Really? Then I'll wait and see."

"No need to wait and see, you should wash your butt and wait for Sun Wukong to escape from the illusion. I will bring you the golden cudgel to give you some relief."

Zhu Houzhao said dirty words seriously, but in a very indifferent tone.

The conversation between the two of them went from being incomprehensible and otherworldly at the beginning to suddenly turning into vulgar and earthy.

The Jade Emperor's face froze, obviously stimulated by Zhu Houzhao's scoundrel-like tone, and the sudden and obscure curse really made him a little angry.

He stretched out his hand and made a slight move, and a gorgeous long sword slowly escaped from the void, spewing out powerful power of luck, and finally fell into the hands of the Jade Emperor.

The long sword is engraved with dense ancient Taoist patterns, and it is also inlaid with nine gems of different colors, which looks very much like Taishang Laojun's Seven Star Sword.

The Jade Emperor holds the sword in his right hand and stands in front of him, looking at it carefully.

Suddenly, he pointed his sword at Zhu Houzhao and said word by word:

"Your Majesty, you really have such a strong tone! We can't control what the final outcome of that monkey will be. However, the Queen Mother will naturally give an explanation. Now... I would like to try to see how much you have. How many pounds!"

When Zhu Houzhao heard the words, he lowered his head and smiled without saying a word, and silently summoned the Xuanyuan Sword from the sea of ​​consciousness. This time, he did not control it with his mind. Instead, like the Jade Emperor, he held the sword in his right hand and handsomely held it in a sword flower.

"They are also imperial soldiers. I would like to try to see which one is more powerful, the Sword of the Heavenly Emperor in your hand or the Xuanyuan Sword in my hand!"