After a fancy hard battle, Chen Weiming used the Wanyan Seal Technique and slowly sealed the Pangu Spirit.

After more than 1,500 years, the time has not been much shorter than last time, but its nature has become completely different. This time, Chen Weiming no longer sealed for a simple escape, but through fighting, he was not weaker than Pangu's spirit, and even faintly surpassed him, and did not fall at all, and then he started sealing.

This eighth level of heavenly tribulation helped Pangu's inner demon break the fate of the inner demon, and also touched Chen Weiming himself a lot, thinking of many things he had never thought of before.

If you only talk about your relationship with Pangu’s inner demon, he is more like a host, and he is the inner demon. But the relationship between the two is not just as simple as the host and the inner demon.

I didn't think too much about this relationship before, but after I tried to teach the martial arts this time, he discovered a fact: Pangu's inner demon is no longer an inner demon, but a brand new life form, but only carries the soul and memory of Pangu's inner demon.

Before this heavenly tribulation, Chen Weiming always thought that Pangu's inner demon and himself were a twin. Only with his cultivation level could he grow, and only with his own cultivation level could he break through.

In fact, this is not the case. When the eighth level of heavenly tribulation ended, Pangu's inner demon had not yet broken through, so he escaped from it. In addition, the success of the transmission of the power, it is not difficult to infer that Pangu's inner demon had actually broken the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth that the inner demon was subject to.

He does not need to use the host to practice on his own, so he has no host anymore, but he just doesn't know it himself.

Because of the long-term thinking inertia, the inner demon is born with no resistance to the demon.

Pangu's inner demon is also born with the so-called inner demon, and never thinks about the things that he can practice and innovate.

This is true for people's thinking, and it is easily influenced by other people's speech or long-term stereotypes.

I am no exception. Even though I often feel that heavenly tribulation is a test, I still think that heavenly tribulation is a disaster. Every time I pass it, I am more about getting rid of it, and letting the heavenly tribulation disappear. I have never really regarded heavenly tribulation as a test.

Especially for his ninth level of heavenly tribulation, his opponent is strong enough, his attack is fierce enough, and he will never die.

This is simply a perfect practice ground. Unfortunately, I didn’t realize it clearly that it was a waste every time.

This time, Chen Weiming clearly realized this. He could get out of here in eight hundred years, but he gave up and chose a lasting battle.

An opponent like Pangu's Spirit is so rare that it can't be found outside. He spent nearly twice the time to make himself truly equal combat power with the opponent, and even vaguely exceeding it, and then it ends.

With chaos around, the space of heavenly tribulation disappeared, and Chen Weiming fell from the sky.

Before I could land, I heard someone laughing: "You finally came out, I still think you are dead!"

Following the sound, Sun Wukong stood on the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, gnawing on the peach in his hand, and looking at this side with a smile. At this moment, he swept away his decadence and returned to his former spirit.

After two consecutive heavenly tribulations, his cultivation has improved a lot. Now he has reached the fifth level of the Sub-Saint Heaven and has been suppressed for more than 100,000 years. This is the case with the so-called accumulation explosion.

Chen Weiming smiled: "My heavenly disaster is a bit special..."

"It's quite special!" Sun Wukong finished gnawing the peach, and threw the peach pit out: "A heavenly tribulation has disappeared for more than a month, and I haven't heard of it."

"There are still many things I haven't heard of!" Chen Weiming was unwilling to talk about this topic, so he hurriedly asked, "Where is Wen Dao?"

"Wen Dao?" Sun Wukong was stunned, as if he didn't understand.

"It's your senior brother!" Chen Weiming explained, knowing that Wen Dao Shiyou was a pseudonym.

"My senior brother is Liu Chenjun!" Sun Wukong emphasized, very serious: "My senior brother is gone. Before leaving, I asked me to say thank you to you on his behalf!"

After saying that, he bowed and bowed decently. He was a heartless and lawless person. He would take it seriously only when it was related to his master and senior brother.

"Thank you?" Chen Weiming smiled: "Thank you, did I help you?"

"No!" Sun Wukong shook his head: "Senior brother said that because of you, he has figured out some things. Some things cannot be avoided for the rest of his life. He has to face them when he should face them. He has to do what he should do."

"What should I do?" Chen Weiming wanted to ask clearly, but after thinking for a while, he still didn't ask.

Everyone has their own secrets, and monkeys may not necessarily know them.

"This time... I really want to thank you, and I have also made me understand some things!"

Sun Wukong looked solemn again and stretched out his claws: "Sun Xingzhe is a pseudonym I use, my name is Sun Wukong!"

Chen Weiming stretched out his hand and patted him on his claws: "My name is Chen Weiming. Xingzhe is my nickname. You can indeed call me Chen Xingzhe!"

"It's really fate!"

Sun Wukong laughed, and Chen Weiming also laughed.

Previously, the two of them were not friends but cooperative relationships. One had to settle down and the other had to help refine weapons. But after this incident, the relationship became different.

The matter here is over, and there is no danger. I am concerned about the situation of the Demon King Mountain and Hurricane City. The two of them are busy returning.

Because he was captured by the Heilong, he had to pass through the main area of ​​Huxian City or take a detour.

Chen Weiming originally thought that safety was the first priority, but Sun Wukong was a master who was not afraid of heaven and earth. Now he has reached the sub-saint realm again, and he has the acquired treasure Ruyi Golden Hoop in his hand. He feels that even if he is afraid of the Supreme Immortal King, he directly rejected the detour proposal and instigated Chen Weiming to cross the Hurricane City with him.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t find too many dangers along the way, and even some of the former strongholds, there were no immortals. For a moment, it seemed as if the army in Hurricane City had disappeared.

This made Sun Wukong extremely proud, laughing at the incompetent immortal clan of Hurricane City. Because Pan Tong was assassinated, he lost his courage and the army was dispersed.

But Chen Weiming felt that Hurricane City belongs to the Qingdi Heavenly Court and is not an ordinary savage. Such a force has a characteristic: unless the supreme leader dies, even if the generals in the middle are gone, they will never jump to the end and collapse directly.

This is true for Yanyun Pavilion, and the same is true for Senluo Hell, let alone the Qing Emperor Heavenly Court.

After rushing forward for more than half a month, Chen Weiming finally knew the reason after approaching the Demon King Mountain.

The vast army, hundreds of millions of people, blocked the mountains of the Demon King in a tight manner.
Chapter completed!