Chapter 62: The Immortal-killing gourd, rubbing Guangchengzi

Guangchengzi's soul-falling bell seemed to be equipped with an automatic locking system and flew straight to the top of Sun Wukong's head.

"Hehe..., old Taoist, you are afraid you don't know what Lao Sun did a few days ago."

Guangchengzi couldn't listen to Sun Wukong's words. I would pay attention to what I did a few days ago. You will definitely die at this moment.

"Stop talking nonsense, the last words before death can be said."

"Clang!"

"Ruyi Golden Cudgel, long!"

Sun Wukong once again inserted his stick into the ground, and with a thought in his mouth, he instantly expanded and grew, heading towards the Soul-falling Bell.

"Monkey Head, are you afraid you didn't listen?"

The luster of the Soul-falling Bell enveloped Sun Wukong. Seeing that he was idiot with the golden cudgel to destroy it, Guangchengzi asked back.

"I didn't listen!"

"you……"

It was simple and clear, and the two words retorted, which made Guangchengzi suddenly angry.

"Master, what do you think?"

"It's okay, but the four shameless people are coming. I'm going to piss them up."

"Please."

There was no missing details of the battle between Sun Wukong and Guangchengzi. Chen Qing looked at the Soul-falling Bell and laughed in silence.

"Is this Guangchengzi deliberately giving away the head?"

When Chen Qing said this, he was playing with a gourd in his hand, which was the "Immortal-killing gourd" obtained in the package benefits.

"Guangchengzi can even take action with girls like the Golden Virgin, and he must be a cruel person. Then I want to eliminate harm for the people and give everyone the bright world of girls!"

Chen Qing said the righteousness of the word, so he sent a message to Sun Wukong, and the true spirit appeared in the Demon-Ticketing List in an instant.

"Wukong, rub him hard and don't kill him directly, you know."

"Yes, boss Chenqing."

...

Although Sun Wukong got the immortal-killing gourd, he didn't underestimate the things Chen Qing gave him at all.

"boom!"

The golden cudgel collided with the Soul-falling Bell, making a huge roar, and an invisible wave of air spread, but the Soul-falling Bell was pressing against Mount Tai, and remained motionless!

"Hahaha... do less useless work, and you will definitely destroy your soul today!"

Guangchengzi looked at his spiritual treasure as if an ant bites an elephant under the attack. He had nothing but itch, and couldn't help laughing.

"Drop your soul and cut off your roots and feet. A thought will never be restored!"

Guangchengzi laughed wildly, and with one finger falling, his spiritual energy surged, as if there were stormy waves sweeping over. The spiritual energy within a hundred miles was instantly taken to fill the Soul-falling Bell under this finger.

The speed at which heaven and earth replenish spiritual energy cannot keep up with Guang Chengzi's consumption, which is the terribleness of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

If you don’t enter Daluo and practice immortality in vain, it will be a joke even if you are famous for all generations!

"Soul Lost Bell, a good treasure, then try me!"

Sun Wukong raised the "Immortal-killing Gourd" given by Chen Qing, and saw an extremely faint light inside the gourd, which was about inch high and low. An object appeared on it, about seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes, and two white lights in his eyes.

Guangchengzi looked at him disapprovingly, but when he saw the shape of the gourd, he couldn't help but tremble, and his legs were as if they were entering a cold pool, trembling!

"Slay...the immortal killing gourd!!"

Guangchengzi shouted this sentence hysterically as if he was silent. At this moment, he wanted to run away, but his legs were not strong and he was only trembling.

"please……"

When he heard Sun Wukong's word "please", Guangchengzi no longer cared about anything else. He forced his thighs to hit his hand, barely recovered his motivation, and spread his legs.

Only those who have experienced the era of the founding of Gods will feel the terribleness of the "Immortal-killing Gourd". As powerful as the monkey Yuan Hong, he is almost invincible under the strongest saint than Kong Xuan.

He also died under this treasure gourd, and Taoist Lu Ya still had a treasure. Who knows if this weird monkey is there?

Immediately, Guangchengzi really didn't care about too much. If he didn't leave, he would be dead. Sun Wukong smiled.

"Please turn around, baby!"

In one sentence, the light inside the immortal-killing gourd, like a white horse passing by, instantly penetrated all the laws of the void and fell directly on Guangchengzi's legs.

"ah!!"

With a heart-wrenching cry of pain, Guangchengzi's originally soaring legs seemed to have lost their vitality and quickly shrank together.

And inside the treasure gourd, the small seven-inch person had a pair of blurry shadows in his mouth. If you look closely, you will find that they were legs.

At this moment, he was ruthlessly put in his mouth and chewed it, his eyes emitting a terrifying brilliance, as if he was savoring the soul of these legs.

"Ah... you splashed the monkey and gave me my legs!"

If both legs are cut off, Guangchengzi will not be like this. However, if the soul is killed, it cannot be compensated unless there is a treasure of heaven and earth, and it is the kind of soul that repairs the soul.

Otherwise, it will never be repaired for life!

The soul can be said to be the spirit. Once it is cut off, it is like a piece of the soul is missing. The heart-wrenching pain is like a heart-wrenching pain being crushed down with ten fingers, and the pain is so unspeakable.

Guangchengzi is now equivalent to a disabled person, with his lower body directly paralyzed, and the huge pain tearing his body and mind. The suffocation spread throughout his body, and the pain was so painful that he twitched!

"That... I'm sorry, I've killed the wrong one, why don't I kill it again?"

Damn, is this human word? He actually wanted to behead him once, and Guangchengzi immediately became extremely depressed.

"That's my mother!"

Guangchengzi cursed directly.

"Please..."

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, Grandpa Monkey, I'm wrong, don't torture me..."

Looking at Sun Wukong's smile, Guangchengzi understood at this moment that the monkey was not going to kill him at all, but torture him constantly until he died.

"Wrong? Tell me where you are wrong."

"I was wrong to come here, I was wrong to scold Grandpa Monkey, I was wrong to not attack you..."

It is good to say that a person is about to die, but at this moment, Guangchengzi is not like this, but he is extremely humble and wants to ask for a chance to survive.

He is not a god in the Gods List. Once he dies, he will disappear between heaven and earth, and there is no saying that the true spirit returns to the Gods List.

"I actually made a mistake and took action against me. Why?" Sun Wukong turned his back and raised the immortal-killing gourd.

"Please turn around, baby!"

"No!"

The little man ran out again, a light flashed, and a bad smell slowly emanated from Guangchengzi's side. Sun Wukong covered his nose and glanced at him in disgust.

"Hahaha... It's fun, it's fun. It turns out that once a person is afraid of death and is extremely frightened, he will really be unable to control himself!"

Sun Wukong laughed and said, put away the immortal-killing gourd, retracted the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand, and a bunch of them suddenly waved out.

"After all, he is the Daluo Golden Immortal. He has lived for a long time. But he is so afraid of death. Lao Sun will kill you and think your hands are dirty!"

A passage of words slowly dissipated in the air with the flying distance.

...

At this moment, Zixiao Palace was in full swing, and even Chen Qing peeked at the conversation inside curiously.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!