Journey to the West: The Ninth Life

He narrowed his eyes at Sun Wukong.

"Monkey monkey, when you were arrogant, did you ever think about your current fate?"

"End?" Sun Wukong raised his head and gave the Giant Spirit God a cold look, "I was the one who caught me without a fight, it wasn't that your Heavenly Court won me."

The giant spirit god was enraged instantly.

Brush brush!

Ten knives in a row.

Every knife fell on the most sensitive pain nerve on Sun Wukong's thigh.

Cut to the bone.

"Monkey monkey, are you convinced or not?"

Sun Wukong didn't even look at him. In such heart-piercing extreme pain, what emerged in his mind was still Jiang Liuer's face, which annoyed him so much on weekdays.

"Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, has a body like black iron, golden eyes, immortality and 72 changes. A somersault cloud is a hundred and eight thousand miles away."

"Sun Wukong will not die! Don't forget, he is the Monkey King!"

Sun Wukong raised his head and smiled.

Jiang Liuer.

You fool.

But Monkey King is indeed immortal.

He will live well, live well, waiting for you to re-enter reincarnation, reincarnate again, reincarnate again.

Call him Da Sheng again.

After the death sentence was over, Monkey King was no longer human.

Or to put it simply, he has almost become a skeleton.

"Sun Wukong, the monstrous monkey, trespassed in the heavenly court and committed the crime of killing. Now he will be punished by a thousand swords, and then he will be suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain. He will not stand up for 500 years!"

bang—

A big mountain descended from the sky, and the person under it, covered in blood and inhuman, was the majestic Monkey King Monkey King.

"Hey, don't go there, the one over there is Monkey King, the legendary Monkey King who dared to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace!"

"What are you afraid of?" The little monster patted the monster next to him, "What's so great about Monkey King? Didn't he kneel on the Zhuxian Terrace and be hacked into pieces?"

"In my opinion, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Monkey King, is not as powerful as in the legends. At most, he just blows it out."

"really?"

"real."

The two monsters gathered at the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain, looked at the crushed Sun Wukong, and pointed.

"Hey, Monkey King, get up and hit us."

"He won't really get up?"

"No, the legend is just a legend. How can he be so powerful? Maybe he can't even beat us with one finger."

"He didn't move, could he be dead?"

"Hey, that's really boring."

After shaking their heads, the two little monsters left with their shoulders crossed.

But after they left, Sun Wukong, who was crushed under Wuzhi Mountain, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were unbelievably vicissitudes, but he couldn't help being a little dazed.

in memory.

There is one person who hates others to say that Monkey King is not good.

At that time, he always found him annoying.

"Jiang Liuer, why are you so wordy?"

"Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, has a body like black iron, golden eyes, immortality and 72 changes. A somersault cloud is a hundred and eight thousand miles away."

"Great Sage, Great Sage."

"I want to tell them that the Great Sage Equaling Heaven is the most powerful and powerful figure in the whole world, and he is an unrivaled hero."

500

Sangtian vicissitudes

The stubborn stone is also covered with moss

covered with moss

Only one heart is not dead

longing for freedom

at ease

Even if it's wildfire

Even if it's snow covered

Still the same ambition

still have faith

wasted years

Stirring feelings

why

why

There is such an arrangement

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