strictlysupreme Chapter 262
Chapter 262
Sun Xiaokong stepped on the auspicious clouds, held the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai needle in his hand, his pupils had completely turned into pale gold, and his eyes were fixed on the incoming enemy.
If eyes could kill, the other party would have been dead already.
"Ruyi Jingu Bang, go!"
Sun Xiaokong yelled loudly, and threw down the iron rod angrily.
With a "bang", the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle has reached the enemy's battle formation and penetrated deeply into the ground.
The powerful impact made those human puppets and beast puppets who were covered in black air turn their backs in an instant.
But it's not over yet.
Sun Xiaokong immediately read the formula.
The Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle inserted into the ground trembled for a moment.
With a roar, the iron rod suddenly expanded countless times, like a pillar of heaven soaring into the sky.
In the process, countless enemy troops were crushed to death.
At the same time, Sun Xiaokong jumped out of the auspicious clouds, swooped down from a high altitude, and rushed straight to the giant pillar of the sky.
Turning over abruptly, both feet were already firmly on the Dinghai needle.
"Boom"
A dull roar resounded through the universe.
The iron rod, which was more than a hundred feet long, just hit the ground and fell.
Those human puppets and beast puppets contaminated by the strange black energy are naturally damaged in their minds and have no fear, but they can't change the ending of being crushed into powder.
With just one attack, it is unknown how many enemy troops were destroyed.
But Sun Xiaokong is not complacent because of this success, because he knows how many strange troops are rushing in the distance.
The fingerprints on the hands change, and at the same time activate the immortal golden body and the heaven and earth of dharma.
Its whole body suddenly swelled several times, and it instantly turned into a small golden titan with a height of eight feet.
This is the most handy height he has used so far.
When Sun Xiaokong rushed into the enemy army and touched the fallen Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle, the latter instantly shrank to the thickness just enough to hold.
It's just that the length still hasn't shortened much.
Just like this, Sun Xiaokong grabbed one end and swung it violently, and the enemy's battle formation instantly blossomed.
The slender iron rod is like the scythe of death, wantonly harvesting.
Wherever it passed, no matter whether it was human puppets or beast puppets, they all exploded into pieces...
After this period of practice and many fights, Sun Xiaokong's Cultivation Base has stepped into the realm of returning to the void. Coupled with the various magical powers and secret methods taught by the Master, the combat power is far superior to that of the same Realm.
These human puppets and beast puppets contaminated by the black air could not even hinder him at all.
His target this time was the seven figures standing in the air behind the enemy army.
From the moment he charged, he had locked on with his fiery eyes.
Each of the seven figures is equivalent to a cultivator at the peak of the Void Return Realm of the human race, and there are even a few Realms who have reached the Half step Integrated Union.
But Sun Xiaokong is not afraid.
His purpose today is to keep those guys out of the battlefield.
But before that, he had to do his best to cause more damage to the enemy army, in order to relieve the pressure on the soldiers who followed closely behind him.
Like other hot-blooded teenagers, Sun Xiaokong also has the arrogance of wanting to protect everyone behind him.
Just attacking like that crazily, using every stick to go all out, killing a large number of enemies with every stick, in order to relieve some pressure on the people behind.
Not long after, the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Qi Dynasty had arrived behind them, and the two armies charged together.
Sun Xiaokong got up and left the battle formation, looking straight ahead.
There the Spiritual Qi was surging, the brilliance surged, and thousands of terrifying energy chains were densely intertwined; the sound of collisions and roars resounded non-stop.
"It seems that Uncle Qi and the high rank cultivators of the dynasty have already made a move, so I have to do it too..."
Immediately, his footsteps volleyed in the air, and Sun Xiaokong, like an arrow leaving the string, accompanied by bursts of sonic booms, rushed straight towards the seven figures who were about to arrive at the battlefield in the distance.
The high rank cultivators of the two dynasties have rushed into the rear of the local battle formation, blocking the truly strange creatures.
Sun Xiaokong's goal is to block those seven figures.
The Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle in his hand stretched to hundreds of feet again.
With the help of that momentum, Sun Xiaokong led them out of the battlefield with an iron rod in his hand, and charged them into a mountain range.
"Boom boom boom boom boom..."
The mountain collapsed, and the smoke and dust billowed.
With a sound of "嗖", a figure wrapped in golden light rushed out from under the gravel first, it was Sun Xiaokong.
At this time, his face was slightly flushed, and his breathing was a little short.
The blow just now obviously used a lot of energy.
But Sun Xiaokong didn't dare to relax his vigilance, those pair of golden eyes were closely watching the surrounding troubles.
Because he didn't believe that those guys were solved so easily.
Sure enough, before he could take a breather, several black Spirit Power sprang out from the ground and shot straight at him.
Sun Xiaokong quickly waved the iron stick in his hand, resisting all these.
"Hahahahaha..."
The hoarse and eerie laughter sent chills down the spine as if it came from The Underworld.
Seven black figures flashed slowly, surrounding Sun Xiaokong.
"You kid is really not simple..."
Sun Xiaokong shrank his pupils and asked in surprise:
"You guys who were made into puppets are still conscious?"
"We're not puppets..."
The voice continued to respond.
"I think those who lose consciousness and only know how to kill are puppets, and those like us who are willing to accept are slaves recognized by weirdness."
"You can also call us crafty slaves..."
After hearing this, Sun Xiaokong couldn't help but sneered, and said sarcastically:
"What do you mean, it's quite proud to be someone else's servant? It's really cheap..."
But hearing Sun Xiaokong's ridicule, the other party didn't seem to be angry, and his voice was still so flat.
"Naturally proud."
"Noble slaves can forgive the ignorance of weak creatures..."
This time Sun Xiaokong didn't respond immediately, but stared at a certain figure opposite him with a half-smile, which was the talking slave.
"You are different from other people, your potential is far greater than other creatures."
"Perhaps you can join us and become Weird's loyal servant. By then, your strength will definitely be further improved..."
"Otherwise, you will die today!"
During the speech, the tone of the sly slave also became cold, full of threats.
"You want to threaten me with death?"
Sun Xiaokong shook his head.
"You are wrong."
"I am stubborn by nature, and I never give in to anyone, let alone those things like you who are neither human nor ghost."
"My Master once taught me a truth, that is, you can't do anything against your ancestors!"
"Oh, really," Wei Nu continued, "It seems that your Master is also an ignorant creature, and he is destined to die at the feet of the great Weird Master!"
"No, you are wrong again!"
Sun Xiaokong shook his finger.
"He won't die, and he can't die. What kind of weird master of yours is not even a fart in front of him!"
"And my Master also said that I will not die..."