The vast chaos, the boundless.

A ray of light quickly traveled through the chaos.

Sun Wukong had been flying in this vast chaos for ten days and had not seen anything.

"I'm talking about brother."

Zhenyuan Daxian yawned: "Is your cursor useful? Is it useful for flying for so long, and I haven't even seen a bird."

"It shouldn't be far."

Sun Wukong said.

The cursor guided the direction in his hands, and the light became more and more intense. Sun Wukong felt that he was not far from the Fankong Heavenly Court.

“The chaos is too big.”

Zhenyuan Daxian sighed and said, "If you want to walk through this chaos in the future, you must have something to replace yourself."

He glanced at Tengu: "This Tengu is also left. Brother, you must be tired. Why don't you let it pull us for a while?"

“It’s too slow.”

Sun Wukong refused.

Tengu didn't know whether to be grateful or to be lost.

At this time, the female Taoist priest sitting on the other shoulder of Sun Wukong suddenly spoke.

"There is a kind of golden bloody heavenly horse that can travel millions of miles a day. The immortals and gods of the heavenly court use it to travel through chaos."

"oh?"

When Zhenyuan Daxian heard this, he immediately became interested and asked the female Taoist priest.

In this way, Sun Wukong flew for two more days and finally saw the blood sea storm mentioned by the Tianzun of Nanming.

It was a blood-colored fog that could not be seen at the end, like a vast ocean, shrouded in chaos, ancient and vicissitudes, with a breath of destruction.

The sea of ​​blood was dark, and the waves of divine power flashed from time to time, like golden lightning flashing across the sea of ​​blood.

“It’s not simple here.”

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at the sea of ​​blood.

Outside the sea of ​​blood, huge rocks were constantly sucked in, like duckweed in the sea, bumping and shattering.

Zhenyuan Daxian took out an immortal stone from his arms.

"What's this?"

Sun Wukong looked over and said, "Where did you get it?"

"I found it in the fairy city."

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "This stone is extremely hard and ordinary immortal weapons cannot be damaged at all. They are just used to explore the way."

He used a method, and a fairy wind wrapped the fairy stone and rushed into the storm, and immediately exploded with electric flowers.

In the incredible gaze of Zhenyuan Daxian, a string of Mars emerged from the sea of ​​blood, making a clanging sound and soon it was shattered.

"This sea of ​​blood is too dangerous."

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "My immortal body has not yet healed, so I may not be able to withstand it."

"The sea of ​​blood is transformed by the lifelong essence and blood of Emperor Fankong Tian. Not to mention you, our master can't stand it."

The female Taoist priest said.

The male Taoist priest nodded: "Only Emperor Sun Tian can enter."

Zhenyuan Daxian was very surprised. Such a vast sea of ​​blood was actually transformed by a person's essence and blood.

If that Emperor Fankong Tian was still alive, how strong would he be now!

"My brother."

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at Sun Wukong.

"I have a way."

Sun Wukong said, "You hide in my hands."

He spread his Dharma image and opened his hand.

Tiangou was the first to run in, followed by two Taoist priests. Zhenyuan Daxian glanced at the Blood Sea Storm and finally went in.

Sun Wukong carefully clenched his fists, and rushed into the sea of ​​blood when the terrifying wave of divine power turned into lightning.

The sea of ​​blood, the roar of divine power, the endless curse burns, and there are terrifying sword lights and blood shadows in the thick fog, which can cut down any creature that invades.

Sun Wukong bloomed with a divine ring, surrounded by divine clouds, like a beam of light traversing the sea of ​​blood.

He was full of light, and once all the cursed karma touched the divine ring, it turned into water vapor and disappeared.

Another day passed by this flight.

"Then the Emperor of Fankong is so powerful."

Sun Wukong secretly admired him in his heart.

The spiritual energy in this sea of ​​blood is endless, and considering its scale, Sun Wukong was amazed.

On the way he came, he confirmed to the two Taoists that this sea of ​​blood enveloped the entire Fankong Heavenly Court, with three hundred worlds inside.

With one person's power to protect such a vast world, the Emperor of Fankong and Heaven is unfathomable.

Sun Wukong continued to move forward.

The curse of Blood Sea cannot harm him, but from time to time, divine lightning strikes him, which will cause a series of sparks.

Sun Wukong rarely encounters things that can hurt him.

These divine lightnings contain a large amount of the spiritual energy of the Emperor, which hit Sun Wukong and made his immortal body tempered.

Unfortunately, he is too strong and the speed of tempering is not very high.

On the contrary, the egg in his arms, after receiving numerous lightning baptisms, emitted divine light like a small sun, and a vigorous vitality emerged.

"What's inside the egg?"

Sun Wukong was a little curious.

The vitality of this egg is more than any life he knows.

Not only that, the appearance of the egg has also changed, and dazzling patterns appear on the eggshell, which are complex and difficult to understand.

"I don't know if I can take the opportunity to hatch it."

Sun Wukong slowed down, hoping to let the egg absorb more lightning.

However, after sucking for a day, this picky guy darkened again and stopped absorbing it.

Sun Wukong had no choice but to follow the light of the cursor, flew for another day, and rushed out of the sea of ​​blood.

Deep in the sea of ​​blood, there is another chaos, boundless, just like the outside world.

Sun Wukong opened his hand and let the four black charcoal fly out.

"Brother, you're too much."

Zhenyuan Daxian was furious with his raised hair at the first time: "Why not block the lightning?"

"I tried my best."

Sun Wukong said with a smile.

The divine lightning strikes on him and reaches his palm, and he can only stop some of the power.

Everyone was not hurt much, but their bodies were a little black and their hair was raised. Sun Wukong asked them to take a break and used a spell, and they all recovered.

After recovery, Zhenyuan Daxian turned around and looked at the sea of ​​blood.

"My brother, since this sea of ​​blood is transformed from essence and blood, can it still be transformed into the Emperor of Fankong and Heaven?"

He asked.

"I'm afraid not."

Sun Wukong shook his head with some regret.

He did not feel the will of the Emperor of Heaven in the sea of ​​blood.

If he was still alive, Sun Wukong should be able to feel it.

"The soul of the Fankong Heaven Emperor is destroyed and it is impossible to be resurrected."

The two Taoist priests also said: "The same is true for the immortals in the heavenly court."

They told Sun Wukong and Zhenyuan that the power of the Venerable was unimaginable. He controlled the supreme immortal magic and could directly destroy the soul, and no creature could be spared.

"But Emperor Fankong and Tiantian has the art of great way. If you get it, you can absorb the power of the sea of ​​blood."

The female Taoist priest said.
To be continued...