Feng Hao hadn't figured out the specific reason yet. He only felt that the moment his palm touched the light screen, there was a cheerful and lively aura, and he wished he could quickly enter the light screen.

So Feng Hao was forced to enter the light curtain. The strange thing was that it was a transparent light curtain that looked very weak, but he took more than ten steps before he completely passed the light curtain.

At least it can be proven that this light curtain is very thick, so thick that it is almost impossible to enter with brute force.

The demon kings of Sun Wukong have no idea. At this moment, he is carrying a golden hoop as thick as a bucket and smashing it crazily at the light curtain, making a loud bang...

Although Sun Wukong After coming to Earth, his strength was greatly reduced, but after eating the Demon Saint Fruit, his cultivation level had already reached an extremely high level. Not to mention destroying the world, destroying a city with one stick was not difficult at all, but now it seems Encountered a problem...

"Feng Hao, think of a way to let me in, it's a great opportunity, a great opportunity..."

Sun Wukong was anxious outside the light screen. Turning around, the golden cudgel stirred up the spiritual energy of the world and turned it upside down, but it could not stop the light curtain.

He wanted to go in so much. Even the light curtain that he fought against the Holy King could block. How powerful must the treasure inside be?

Subsequently, the Qi Practitioners who came from behind saw Monkey King’s invincible scene that shook the world. They were so frightened that they quickly stopped, opened their mouths, and froze in place.

　“…”

　“You read that right, what is going on?”

　“I want to go home, you guys play… …"

"The fascinating combat power, this person's cultivation is beyond the sky, could it be that he is a powerful man from the capital of Xianyang?"

Countless Qi refiners are far away They just watched, not daring to get too close. The timid Qi Master was so scared that he gave up and watched from a very far away place.

Gusu Ziheng and others who came later looked at Sun Wukong showing off his power, and at the same time they were moved, and at the same time they felt lucky for what happened in the restaurant.

They were glad that they did not have an enemy with Sun Wukong, but they were also confused as to why... Sun Wukong would choose them.

I originally thought that Sun Wukong’s performance in the restaurant was already powerful enough, but I didn’t expect... the real power lies behind.

"Young Sect Master, has our Sect Master saved him before?"

A Sword Sect disciple looked at Gusu Ziheng, doubting in his eyes that the Sword Sect and Sun Wukong had a deep relationship. origin.

Otherwise, why would the young sect master’s natal flying sword be tempered alone? It would be like an illegitimate child.

Gusu Ziheng glared at the man.

If his father really saved Sun Wukong, he would be lucky. But the problem is that his father is not qualified to save someone as strong as Sun Wukong.

If people are not in the same realm, where does the intersection come from.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light burst out from the light curtain, once again affecting the Qi Refiner outside the light curtain.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Sun Wukong was almost on the verge of going berserk. The golden cudgel was about to collapse the mountains, but the light curtain could not be shaken. Apart from the ripples, there was no sign of breaking.

Feng Hao shook his head as Sun Wukong rushed outside the light curtain. He had thought about breaking through the light curtain, but there was no way

This layer of power came from the mist. The land is equivalent to the power of a realm.

The reason why he was able to come in, Feng Hao guessed, was related to the Suzaku spirit in his body. After all, Gusu Ziheng said that the one who fell from the sky might be the fire spirit Suzaku.

Apart from this, he could not think of the reason for his unobstructed flow.

The fluctuations deep in the mountains became stronger and stronger, and Feng Hao also felt a will, which seemed to be calling him over.

So he did not stay any longer, but turned around and entered the depths of the mountains, leaving everything outside to Sun Wukong.

　…………

At this moment, Sun Wukong gave up. He saw that this was completely Feng Hao’s exclusive opportunity and had nothing to do with him.

"I am not convinced..."

Sun Wukong looked aggrieved, then turned around and looked at the group of Qi Practitioners behind him with fierce eyes.

Uh!

Everyone looked at Sun Wukong in astonishment, feeling that something was wrong with Sun Wukong’s eyes, which made people feel chills running down their spines.

"What are you looking at?" Sun Wukong shouted.

The corners of the mouths of the Qi refiners twitched slightly.

“Look at the scenery, I heard the scenery here is pretty good...”

“Yes, yes, we all came here for a casual stroll, eh, it’s really strange. What is this light curtain? It looks very dangerous..."

A group of Qi Practitioners quickly apologized and looked at Sun Wukong's stick, and couldn't help shaking their whole bodies.

"Go away, this is not something you can get involved in."

Sun Wukong has driven people away. Since he can't get a share of the pie, forget about these shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

The qi masters were definitely not willing to give in, but... forced by Sun Wukong's powerful power, they had to give in.Clothes.

Since Sun Wukong can’t get in anyway, they probably have no hope, but the light curtain will eventually disappear, so it doesn’t matter if they retreat temporarily.

As a result, the Qi Practitioners retreated for several miles while cursing, divided into groups and rested cross-legged, always paying attention to the changes inside and outside the light screen.

"Why don't I, old grandson, have such good fortune?"

Sun Wukong sat on the grass outside the light curtain and worried. The golden cudgel was reduced to a toothpick by him, and he was bored. Picking his teeth.

At the same time, Feng Hao in the light curtain followed the call and entered the deepest part of the mountains. The naked eye could already see the flickering fire rising and falling, and the rhythm was just like a human's. Breathing is normal.

"Have we finally waited for you? The Lord of the Thousands..."

A voice seemed to come from eternity, full of vicissitudes and weight of history.

"Huh?"

Feng Hao frowned and looked at the source of the sound. His spiritual thoughts swept over, but it seemed to be blocked by an unknown force.

Feng Hao looked calm, but actually his heart was filled with turmoil. This existence in the land of mist actually knew his identity as the Lord of the Great Thousand.

　What is the origin of this thing?

"I know you are confused, but...except for the Lord of the World, no one can enter this realm within the realm. The Emperor Yun, the Lord of all heavens and realms, has not come to the earth. Except for the Great Thousand There is no one else except the Lord."

That voice sounded again.

"Who are you? Why do you know this?" Feng Hao said.

The owner of that voice knew his identity, and his origin must be extraordinary. He was obviously not just a fire spirit.

As Feng Hao’s words fell, a fireball like the scorching sun suddenly flew out of the mountains and hung in the air. There was a vaguely visible creature that looked like a Suzaku inside.

And exudes a will and coercion to control everything.

Then a voice full of vicissitudes came out from the huge fireball in the sky: "I am the true spirit Suzaku in charge of the southern realm."

"Suzaku?"

Feng Hao shook his head and said: "Suzaku is just a mythical beast, but the aura on your body is not like that. It is very powerful."

The existence in the fire ball, with Feng Hao now Neither his mind nor his eyesight can see through it, which is enough to show how powerful the other party is.

As someone who has integrated the talents of Suzaku, he is very familiar with Suzaku, but the existence in the fireball does not have the aura of Suzaku at all..