v3 Chapter 289： Scourge

Sun Wukong has his persistence and persistence.

Find one thing, never look back.

Even if he dies, he will never regret it.

"Jennima is handsome, brother, this is really Sun Wukong. You guys grew up watching his story, don't say, I really want him to hang up ..."

"It shouldn't die. Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace can't die him. Most of the so-called gods can't kill him ..."

"But this Sun Wukong doesn't look like Sun Wukong on our television. Didn't understand what he said was the sacred king of all heavens?"

The aliens of the Earth whispered in private.

They were shocked by Sun Wukong's behavior.

At the same time, Sun Wukong was holding a golden hoop stick, and his body was soaring. At the same time, he was also hitting a middle-aged man with a robe.

"Why? Go with this god, you still have a way to live, heaven and earth? Well, a very powerful world ... Yunhuangyun Qianqiu, this **** knows his name."

The middle-aged man in the robe looked at Sun Wukong up and down, shook his head and said, "But you ... God doesn't know this day, it's an unknown little **** ..."

The middle-aged man in the robe stood still, and Sun Wukong's golden hoop smashed it, but stayed stiffly three inches away from the middle-aged man's face door.

No amount of power can go any further.

"why……"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, he didn't believe it.

So he tried his best to pull back the gold hoop, and then almost burned his destiny, and the world changed, and the clouds gathered.

However, this stick went down and stopped at an inch of the face of the middle-aged man.

"Are you finished?"

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly gloomed, apparently he did not expect that Sun Wukong could actually move the golden hoop stick towards his face door for another two inches.

If ... the monkey's ability is more powerful, wouldn't it hurt him?

presumptuous!

God can be profaned by other clown jumping clowns?

boom!

The middle-aged man bounced towards the golden hoop and punched with his right hand at the same time, and the space where he passed directly collapsed.

Then his fist hit directly on Sun Wukong's chest.

Sun Wukong's figure flew thousands of miles directly, running through countless mountains.

"..."

The audience was silent, and everyone was stunned by the strength of this god, without any action yet invincible.

However, after the actual operation, a simple punch made Sun Wukong, who had the same powerful breath, retreat thousands of miles directly.

Presumably ... dead!

"Do not……"

Gu Suqin's tears fell and she knew very well that no matter how powerful a monk was, such a terrible blow would certainly kill him.

Gu Suqin glared at the gods.

"What kind of **** are you? Why do you act as a sanctioner? The Zongmen behind you are attacking the mountain gate in order to seize my Zong resources. Can't you, as a Zongmen friend, shoot?"

Gu Suqin scolded and was arrested by the protector of Guizong Jianzong.

But Gu Suqin still insisted on her own opinion, gritted her teeth and said, "And you, aren't you interfering with the mundane indirectly? Is there a **** who maintains order above you? Should I summon him?"

Gu Suqin's courage made the people in Guiyuan Jianzong feel intimidated, fearing that the gods would be angry, so the goddess of the first generation of Gu Suqin was raining.

"Qin Er ..."

Gu Su Baiyu Ninja suffered severe injuries and severe pain, discouraging Gu Suqin.

The middle-aged person looked at Gu Suqin, his eyes were as if looking at a humble ant, and he said lightly: "No one is above the god, and even if the **** intervenes in the world, how can you ... resist the god?"

hiss!

Domineering, proud, and invincible.

The people of Cang Yuezong quickly worshipped and shouted that the gods were invincible.

"Haha ... the powerful men from different realms dare to intervene in the world in the world of flood and wasteland, and this **** is the punisher of the sky."

The middle-aged worship of Cang Yuezong's disciples is still very popular.

This shows that he is also a strong emotional person.

Not heavenly products.

"You are the punisher? That emperor is the one who punishes the punisher ..."

Just as the gods laughed, a voice resounded over Guiyuan Jianzong, and the sound contained a certain truth.

Turns out to be convincing.

It's as if the master of this voice really punished the existence of the punisher.

"Senior Feng Hao?"

As soon as Gu Suqin's eyes lighted up, she heard that this was Feng Hao's voice, but thinking that even Sun Wukong was not an opponent, could Feng Hao be able to do it?

Even Su Baiyu, the aunt and surname of Guizong, had no absolute confidence.

After all ... this is the punisher who controls the order. It is also a matter of raising hands and raising feet to kill Honghuang Dragon Crocodile.

At the same time, several strangers from the earth also trembled.

"My God! This Devil is also ..."

They are too familiar with Feng Hao's voice. As the core figure of the alien organization, they have continuously studied and studied the video of Feng Hao's battle.

It's terrible.

Feng Hao is actually in this small Guiyuan sword sect, which has upended their imagination.

It stands to reason that a person with Fenghao's strength must go to those monuments to find greater opportunities.

He chose a sword sect so weak.

"Oh? Anyone who breaks the order?"

The middle-aged man raised his brow slightly and looked at the source of the sound. He knew that Feng Hao would appear from there.

An eyebrow filled with confidence.

"Where are you looking? Is it that you are a god, but you can't even detect the fluctuations of the power of order? Why do you ... think god?"

However, Lin Yu's figure appeared from the back of the Cang Yuezong, which is the opposite of what the middle-aged man can see.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Mighty like him, the invincible existence in the sky and the ground, but was teased by a strong outsider.

"You will die!"

The middle-aged man has defined Feng Hao's death sentence, and never has he been so ugly.

More is Sun Wukong's stubborn resistance, which gave him a playful mind-breaker.

Only the young man in front of him made him feel the naked humiliation.

"The Emperor thought you were the product of the order of heaven and earth. I didn't expect that ... you are a strong person from the **** world, but it is the power of order that is a step ahead of the flood world ..."

Feng Hao looked indifferently at the self-proclaimed **** of the gods and chuckled: "I'll knock down your battleship and pretend to be a ghost."

"You ... how do you know?"

The middle-aged man who claimed to be the **** of heaven moved again, Feng Hao knew too much, even his true identity and the warship hidden in the nine heavens knew everything.

That's right, he is indeed a strong god, but he is the top one.

His previous beam of light was nothing more than a battleship's teleportation array, but ... the floodland believes in gods.

In his view, he is a god, and naturally wants to create a heavenly mood.

"Because the Emperor has beheaded and killed a lot of powerful gods like you. There are not as many as you, and there are many as you are ..."

Feng Hao said indifferently.

This bland discourse contains domineering that cannot be ignored.

Everyone is shocking!