Soon, Xiao Tian and the God of wind and snow stood together. They were wrapped in snowflakes, which made people unable to see the scene inside.

Only a series of terrible energy tides spread from the place where the two people fought, and the towering cliffs on both sides of the Yingchou stream broke instantly under the impact of the energy tide, turning into countless gravel and falling into the pool below.

Sun Wukong, guarding Hu DA and Xuan Zang, went to the place tens of miles away from Yingchou stream. Looking at the direction of Xiao Tian's fight with the Snow Demon, Sun Wukong's eyes showed a burning sense of war.

"Master's strength is so strong The monkey king held the golden cudgel and murmured in a low voice.

He has always known that Xiao Tian's strength is amazing. Even if there are Buddhas and other beings, Xiao Tian can suppress him. I'm afraid that no one in the three realms is his opponent, except for the saints who can't come out of the world.

But today, seeing Xiao Tian fighting with the snow God, Sun Wukong had a somewhat absurd idea in his heart, that is, I'm afraid even a saint may not be Xiao Tian's opponent!

"No way?" Sun Wukong looks at Xiao Tian, who is fighting with the God of wind and snow, and swallows his saliva, which is unbelievable.

He remembered that Xiao Tian had told him that he had not stepped into the realm of sage!

Not stepping into the realm of saints, but have the strength to defeat saints?

Sun Wukong always thought he was evil enough, but compared with his master who didn't show his mountain and dew, he looked like an ordinary man with mediocre talent!

Ao lie, the little white dragon on the side, doesn't know what Sun Wukong is thinking. Otherwise, he will directly show his real body and bite him!

We should know that after thousands of years of cultivation, aolie was able to reach the level of Taiyi Tianxian. Later, because of the boundless robbery, he was regarded as an abandoned son in the heaven, and had another chance, which broke through to the Taiyi Jinxian.

Sun Wukong was born more than 500 years ago. In only 500 years, he has been ranked as the God of heaven. Even the Buddha who came to Lingshan in the west is not his opponent. If Sun Wukong's talent is ordinary, what is he?

Garbage?!

Want to know in the four seas, his aolie's talent is also row on the famous ah!

Hu Da looks at Xiao Tian, who is fighting with the Snow Demon God from afar. A touch of cunning flashed in his bright eyes. He gets close to Monkey King's ear and murmurs a few words in a low voice.

"Younger martial sister, this is not good..." Hearing Hu Da's words, Sun Wukong's face became more and more embarrassed. He murmured, "this is master's battle. If we intervene rashly, I'm afraid it will upset master's heart."

"What's the matter?" Hu Da shook her head and said in a positive tone: "elder martial brother, you are too archaic. The monster who is fighting with master is not a good thing. We helped master solve him. Master was too late to be happy. How can we blame us?"

"Master won't blame you," Sun Wukong shook his head helplessly when he heard Hu tea's words, and sighed in his heart, "but I can't say it!"

Sun Wukong knows his master very well. His master always dotes on his younger sister. So even if he did this, Xiao Tian would scold him at most.

But if he gets involved

Monkey King seems to think of something terrible, subconsciously shudder, facing the expectant expression of Hu Da's face, and quickly shakes his head.

"If you don't go, you can't go," Sun Wukong shook his head and said to the fox tea, "master didn't let us do it. We'd better not do it for you."