On the coast of the East China Sea, the peaks and mountains gather like gathering.

Zhenyuan Daxian floated among the clouds, looking down at the mountains surrounded by white mist.

"I'm sure it's here?"

He asked.

"Sure."

A Taoist priest nodded.

"I was investigating here a few days ago. I dreamed of the cold wind rolling, the blood waves surging, and a giant roaring in grief and anger."

He said: "I will investigate and I am sure that it is Xing Tian."

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at Sun Wukong: "Brother, what do you think?"

Sun Wukong opened his golden eyes and looked at the mountains carefully. He saw a touch of blood on the surface.

"It is possible that the blood evil spirit is so heavy."

He said.

Zhenyuan Daxian nodded: "Then I ask someone to open the mountain!"

He raised his hand and sent out the immortal talisman. The ground suddenly rolled in people, and countless Taoist priests flew over and began to move mountains and seas.

The power of everyone can create miracles.

"Brother, let's go and have a drink!"

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at it for a while and then pulled Sun Wukong to drink.

The virgin went to serve.

"Owner."

She asked on her own initiative: "Why don't you open the mountain yourself?"

She was very curious. Sun Wukong had great magical powers and could move the mountain away as long as he did. Where did those mortals need to do it?

"Girl, my brother has his own opinions."

Zhenyuan Daxian said, "This is a great merit."

"Great merit?"

The virgin thought for a while and realized: "What do the masters want to train them to do?"

"You girl..."

Zhen Yuan Daxian looked at the virgin in surprise: "You are spinning fast, would you like to be my apprentice?"

“Don’t do it.”

The virgin answers without thinking.

Zhenyuan Daxian could only sigh and said to Sun Wukong: "After the matter here is over, we will practice the method of breaking the void."

Sun Wukong nodded.

He waited calmly for everyone to move the mountain away.

After a few days of moving, the mountains on the ground were moved away halfway, and everyone's movements began to slow down.

"What's going on?"

Zhenyuan Daxian called a Taoist priest: "Your ability is that little?"

"Reporting to Shangxian, the stones in the mountain are a bit strange and are getting heavier and heavier, so we can't move them."

Taoist answered.

They moved halfway and found that the stones inside were difficult to move.

Sun Wukong stood up and said, "I'll go and have a look."

He walked into the crowd, opened his golden eyes and looked forward, and found that the mountains in front were surrounded by blood, sticky together.

Some Taoist priests tried their best to carry some stones, but they were stuck with blood and could not move them no matter how hard they were.

The golden light in Sun Wukong's eyes converged: "You don't need to move the rest, just retreat."

Everyone was puzzled, but they still stepped back.

Sun Wukong rose into the air, looked at the mountains, raised his hand and flashed a fairy text, turning into a mountain peak in mid-air, rumbled.

This mountain peak is exactly the same as the one underground. When Sun Wukong reached out and grabbed it, big rocks flew up one after another, making a buzzing sound, moving to the ground ten miles away.

The entire ground was shaking, which shocked all the Taoist priests who saw around him.

"The Emperor of Heaven is too strong!"

"Go away!"

They retreated twenty miles away, looking at Sun Wukong with awe, and watching the mountain gradually become smaller in his hands, revealing the inside.

On that day, another big rock moved away, and the violent aura suddenly swept out, turning into blood light, dyeing the entire sky red.

"What a strong evil spirit!"

Everyone was so scared that they retreated ten miles.

Sun Wukong moved another big stone away.

Suddenly, with a bang, a black light flew up from the cracks of the big rock and flew into the distance.

"What is that!"

Everyone looked over.

"Xing Tian."

Sun Wukong smiled: "It's him."

“Follow up.”

He shouted, and all the Taoists followed the shadow and returned to the place where Xing Tian was.

When Sun Wukong was the first to come back, he saw a giant emitting terrifying fighting spirit standing there, his eyes flashing with flames.

"You are the God of War Xing Tian."

He asked.

"It's me."

Xing Tian nodded and asked Sun Wukong: "What's your name?"

"Sun Wukong."

"Sun Wukong..."

Xing Tian said a few words and said a good name.

"You are born less than two hundred years old and have such supernatural powers that you are truly unparalleled in the world."

Xing Tian then said, "I have been practicing for 106,000 years, and my heyday is just as good as you."

Sun Wukong nodded.

He was surprised that Xing Tian could see through his age at a glance.

Sun Wukong looked at Xing Tian. Xing Tian was in a terrifying battle, but his eyebrows were dim and a flame flashed, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

Sun Wukong sighed, Xing Tian in front of him was just alive because of his remnant soul and would be extinguished immediately.

"Do you have anything to ask?"

Xing Tian asked.

"I want to ask about the Venerable."

Sun Wukong seizes the time.

Xing Tian had fought with the Venerable and should know his affairs.

But Xing Tian shook his head.

"I know very little about the matter of the Venerable."

He said, "I can only tell you that the power of the Venerable is beyond your imagination. If you want to defeat him, it is absolutely not advisable to rely on your personal strength."

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Thank you for retrieving my head."

The flames between Xing Tian's eyebrows quickly withered and said, "You have too strong fighting spirit, and I will pass on your skills to control it more easily."

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a skill passed into Sun Wukong's heart.

Sun Wukong was stunned.

"This is a martial art from Huabiao."
To be continued...