The darkness before dawn, the calm before the storm, Hundreds of Years Valley's soldiers and horses are ready, and even Ke Youniu and others who have been exposed to Wei Shiqi's light and are respected as guests also know it very well. The only ones who are heartless are iron. The monkey didn't take it seriously, indulged in the wine jar, drank drunkenly, fell asleep drunkenly, slept drunkenly and drank again. If the sky fell, the master would hold it up, so it didn't need to think too much, it could just pick up a stick and beat it randomly when something happened.
After seven or eight days of happiness, the puppet of the government no longer brought wine. The iron monkey was very dissatisfied, grinning with anger. Wei Shiqi touched its head, drawing out all the blood energy from the red copper cast hatred stick, urging him to Using the command talisman, he tore open a portal, took the monkey's head and stepped out of the small boundary of the cave and sky, and landed on the top of the mountain. The day has passed, the moon rises from the east mountain, and the bullfight is wandering. The moonlight and stars fall on the two of them, like reflecting snow or covering with frost.
Iron Monkey stretched his head and looked around, and it looked familiar. He lowered his head and saw a large river with wide waves and rolling turbid water, winding its way between the two mountains. It was Guimen Pass, the gateway to Baisui Valley.
Wei Shiqi's gaze fell on the depths of the Hundred Years Valley. He lowered his head and thought for a moment. He gestured to Iron Monkey and disappeared on the top of the mountain. Iron Monkey was slightly startled and took three steps at a time to catch up, but only caught a glimpse of it. The faint gray shadow, in a hurry, pulled out the water cloud stone stick from his ear, threw it out with all his strength, exerted his strength with both feet, and suddenly landed on the stick, the blood in his body surged, and he flew away into the air.
One person and one monkey flew through the air, and fled thousands of miles away in no time. Wei Shiqi suddenly stopped and landed in a mountain col. The iron monkey followed closely behind, rushing like a shooting star and screaming wildly. Wei Shiqi shook his head. Although the blood in the monkey head was strong, it was still an external object. The fine changes were not as fine as those of Madman Hu and Cripple Sun. It still needed to be polished carefully. He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the movement of the water clouds and stone sticks slowed down, like dead leaves falling in the forest, silently and without a trace of dust.
Iron Monkey put away the stone stick, grinned stupidly, and scratched the back of his head, feeling a little embarrassed. Wei Shiqi ordered him to sit in the forest. The monkey was restless by nature. He would scratch his ears and cheeks for a while, twisting around for a while. He never settled down for a moment. He did not ask for harsh words, closed his eyes, released his spiritual thoughts, and swept across the forest. There are several hills to prevent monsters from snooping and creating branches.
The Iron Monkey waited impatiently, but did not dare to leave without permission. He felt very aggrieved. Wei Shiqi suddenly opened his eyes, and the nebulae in his eyes slowly rotated. The monkey's head seemed to have been struck by lightning, sitting stiffly in the forest, like a clay or wooden sculpture. Tremble and tremble. Wei Shiqi looked at it carefully, then reached out and patted it on the shoulder. The jingling sound lasted for more than ten seconds, the iron rods jumped out of the flesh one by one, and the iron chains fell off like snakes.
The blood relic woke up from its slumber. Iron Monkey's expression changed, his pupils were stained with a deep blood color, and the aura of the abyss rose into the sky, unruly and unscrupulous.
Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand, and a golden light fell on the top of Iron Monkey's head. The Immortal Killing Golden Talisman emitted a halo, suppressing the aura of the abyss. Iron Monkey trembled all over, and a look of awe appeared on Lei Gong's face, along with the aura in his heart. The blood relic also calmed down, restrained its viciousness, and did not dare to act rashly.
Wei Shiqi held the two blood relics obtained from Fanba Mountain in his palms. One was steamy and the other was cold. Iron Monkey blinked, looking at the blood relics and then at the owner. He was pitiful and didn't know what the purpose was. Wei Shiqi sighed slightly. The three blood relics had no resonance with each other. Whether the previous guess was wrong or there was another mystery behind them could only be left to be carefully scrutinized in the future.
He put away the blood relic, pondered for a moment, and then took out the pill that Tudor spit out before he died. It was wrapped with blood streaks, thousands of branches and leaves, and uneven. He glanced at the iron monkey and hesitated whether to give it a try. The Iron Monkey's eyes were rolling, his head and neck were stiff, and his nose was flaring. He sniffed curiously and sneezed uncontrollably, with a look of disgust and fear on his face. Wei Shiqi was greatly surprised. Before he had time to study it carefully, the pill suddenly flew into the air, filled with thousands of branches and leaves filled with blood. It suddenly swelled in a circle, trembling and might explode at any time.
Wei Shiqi frowned, activated the iron chain and the iron hammer, and suppressed the blood relics in the Iron Monkey's heart orifice again. He stretched out his hand to recall the Zhuxian Golden Talisman and secretly hid it in the palm of his hand. Iron Monkey lightly pulled out the water cloud stone from his ear. Stick, staring at the pill, lowered his body and roared low, his expression alert, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The blood surged, the pill cracked, and a vague figure floated out. The breath of the abyss suddenly descended, the stars dimmed, the moon disappeared, and the iron monkey became ferocious. He picked up the stone stick and wanted to hit it. Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand. He pressed his shoulder and patted it a few times, signaling not to act rashly.
Wei Shiqi could see it clearly. What the pill caused was just a projection, not an entity. The real body was thousands of miles away, so there was no need to worry too much. He looked at the other person for a few times, then smiled and said, "But in front of the Wheel King?"
The figure slowly turned around, surrounded by clouds and mist, and said calmly: "Since you know that this king is the wheel-turning king, why don't you pay homage to me?"
Wei Shiqi laughed dumbly. This Wheel-Watching King was pretending to be a man, and his city was deep, completely different from Fan Wei's temperament. He immediately responded: "Even if the Wheel-Winning King knows him personally,
, can’t afford it. "
Sure enough, King Chakravartin remained calm and said, "My general Tudor was ordered to attack the Hundred Years Valley, but he fell into your hands?"
Wei Shiqi said: "Yes, this is indeed the case."
"There is no one under Fan Wei. You are the master of the three emperors and six kings. Who do you regard as the master?"
Wei Shiqi was silent for a moment and said solemnly: "I am my master."
This remark was unexpected. The Chakravartin King looked him up and down a few times. The blood light gradually faded away, and his figure also faded away. He smiled softly and said: "Okay, okay, you have a great xinxing. I don't know how many supernatural powers you have. How can I see you in the future?" When we meet... when that happens..." The blood light suddenly faded, and the thousands of branches and leaves were dim. The pills exhausted their blood and turned into powder, which dispersed without leaving a trace in the wind.
Wei Shiqi's eyes flashed. This pill helped Tudor fight endlessly, and his blood was so majestic that it was almost endless. However, it could not withstand the projection of the Wheel King. The strength of the Wheel King was evident. Fan Wei was so tyrannical, and yet he was defeated. In a corner, he had to find a way out and jump out of the abyss. Because of this pill, he fell into the eyes of the Wheel-turning King, which was probably a disaster rather than a blessing.
Wei Shiqi felt a strong crisis. He raised his head and looked at the stars that were gradually lighting up. He flicked his sleeves and the Witch Li An appeared floating in the air. Her eyes moved and she looked at her. She stood beside him and remained silent for a long time.
"How about Chakravartin?"
Li An pondered for a moment and said cautiously: "It's unfathomable, don't underestimate the enemy."
Wei Shiqi laughed, shook his head and said, "You must be invincible! Chao bacteria don't know Hui Shuo, and worms don't know Spring and Autumn. You and I can't predict such people."
Li An's eyes fell on the Iron Monkey and he muttered: "This monkey enters the bloody battle like a fish in water. He can be regarded as a brave general, but he is vulnerable to the Lord of the Abyss. Collecting blood relics is half the effort. You can't find it if you can find it, even if it's too much. No matter how many you get, you may not be satisfied..."
The Iron Monkey bared his teeth and showed disapproval when he heard the words. However, Li An was his master's Taoist companion, so even if he was displeased, he did not dare to express his displeasure. Wei Shiqi touched its head and murmured: "Let's consider this matter in the long run. There must be something in the abyss..." His voice stopped abruptly, and he suddenly remembered what the emperor said, that the bloody battle was his opportunity. His chance, not the monkey head's chance!
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