Xiao Long smiled indifferently and said with a smile: "Why isn't this a 'golden cudgel'? The two golden hoops at the ends, the divine iron in the middle! They weigh 13,500 kilograms, which can be changed to a larger size and reduced..."

"Oh, by the way!" Xiao Long picked up the magic pen of the Wanling Spirits again and wrote "Ruyi Golden Cudgel, weighing 13,500 kilograms" on this golden cudgel!

"Okay! This is the same as the 'golden cudgel' in the original work!" Xiao Long put away the magic pen of the Wanling and even said with satisfaction.

“…”

Youming looked confused: According to what Xiao Long said, there seems to be nothing wrong with it... What a ghost!

"I'll go..."

"In your eyes, the golden hoop is just a holy-level magic weapon?"

Youming looked at Xiao Long with his eyes squinted, his face full of contempt.

"What about that?" Xiao Long looked at Youming with an idiot's gaze and teased: "How about I draw a Sun Wukong for you and ask him in person?"

After saying that, Xiao Long directly used a large amount of "original ink" to draw a "Sun Wukong" at the level of the air-control realm!

Netherworld: "…"

Youming's face suddenly became darker: "Do you call such a monkey of the Air-Observing Realm level 'Sun Wukong'?"

If a creature at the level of the Imperial Realm is as weak as an ant in this world, it is OK!

Such an existence is comparable to that of the great hero Sun Wukong in the mythology?

Unexpectedly, Xiao Long said seriously: "He has most of Sun Wukong's abilities! In our world, any creature in the air-controlled realm can fly into the sky and the power is far more than 100,000 pounds! Even if you cut off your head, you can re-attach it... Also, I also give him the magical power of free change and the ability to transform clones with hair..."

Xiao Long even explained extremely seriously: Actually, Sun Wukong is not very powerful! Look, how heavy is the golden cudgel? It is only less than seven tons of 100,350 kilograms! On today's earth, the load capacity of any load tractor is as high as dozens of tons! In other words, any load tractor is stronger than Sun Wukong... What's more, in our world, just over 100,000 kilograms of magic weapons are everywhere! Any creature in the air-controlled realm can move a hill weighing dozens of tons at any time...

"Well……"

"Okay, you won!"

Youming said weakly.

He clearly knew that Xiao Long was deliberately making fun of him.

But at this moment, he really didn't know how to refute it!

According to Xiao Long's words, Sun Wukong in the legend of the earth and the golden cudgel in the hands of Sun Wukong, it seems that it is really not worth mentioning in this world!

Seeing Youming's defeat, Xiao Long immediately felt refreshed and laughed.

Then, Xiao Long "recycled" "Sun Wukong" and "Golden Cudgel" and asked seriously: "Do you really want a 'Golden Cudgel'?"

Youming said angrily: "If it is a 'golden cudgel' at the holy artifact level, then forget it!"

Xiao Long immediately smiled faintly: "What if it is the 'golden cudgel' at the level of the God King'?"

Youming directly hugged Xiao Long's thighs, his eyes lit up: "Mr. Xiao Long, please give me a 'golden cudgel' at the level of the God King's weapon!"

For such a magical king weapon, Youming decided to sacrifice his life and even wanted his face!

final……

Xiao Long also painted a "golden cudgel" at the level of the God King weapon and gave it to Youming!

The only regret is that the "zoom inscription" and "weight inscription" engraved by Xiao Long are still holy-level inscriptions!

In this way, this "golden cudgel" can be reduced to a foot long at least, and can be placed at most.

As big as ten thousand meters long!

The lightest can weigh more than one pound, and the heaviest can weigh million tons!

"Uh, can't it be the size of an embroidery needle?" Youming frowned in dissatisfaction. He also wanted to imitate Sun Wukong and put this golden cudgel in his ear piercing!

Xiao Long said angrily: "Can you redeem it into your natal magic weapon and directly incorporate it into your body?"

Youming suddenly realized that he had forgotten this: it would be more convenient to put the golden cudgel directly into his body, and it seemed that it would be more convenient to put it in his ears!

It was not until after all this that Xiao Long looked at Yuwen Xing again and said, "Next, can you help me divine the location of the base of the Guangming Cult Camp?"

"Haha, of course!" Yuwen Xing stroked the divination gloves that had been promoted to the divine king weapon by Xiao Long, and said loudly with great excitement: "I can foresee that the results of divination in my current situation must be more accurate!"

In fact, even without the divine gloves of the God King’s weapon, Yuwen Xing’s divination results will definitely become more accurate!

Previously, the reason why Yuwen Xing’s hexagram divination became less accurate was that the fate of this world was completely messed up by the prophets brought by the Tongtian Sect and the Light Sect!

The secrets of heaven are chaotic and unpredictable.

There are even countless various traps of heaven created by the "War of Destiny"!

If you are not careful, you will suffer the backlash from the way of heaven!

At the least, you will suffer severe damage to your soul!

In severe cases, the soul will collapse and die suddenly on the spot!

But now it's OK!

Just one day yesterday, both the Tongtian Sect and the Guangming Sect were "caught" by Xiao Long and others and three foreshadowingers!

A total of six predictors were reduced, and the chaos of the secrets of falling from the dragon forbidden land naturally improved a lot.

"Divine the hexagram!"

Yuwen Xing put on the divine king's weapon divination gloves and began to divine with all his strength!

This time, Yuwen Xing made a total of fifty divinations, and it took an hour in total!

"Brother, in the divination of the hexagram just now, I have divined four results!" As he said, Yuwen Xing pointed directly in one direction: "One of the divination results has a chance of reaching 80%, which is extremely likely - it is more than 89.5 million meters away from this direction! As for the other three directions, the probability is less than 10%, and the possibility is not high!"

After saying that, Yuwen Xing swallowed a "Tear of Phoenix" directly to suppress the "backlash of heaven" that was aggravated again.

"Are you more than 89 million meters?" Xiao Long narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered to himself.

Such a distance is definitely good news for Xiao Long!

With the extreme speed of "Wings of the Brush God", Xiao Long can reach the target location in only two and a half hours at most!

That's the case...

Xiao Long once again included all the people in the "Baina Red Lotus", then activated the "Hidden of the Brush God", expanded the "Wings of the Brush God", and flew towards the specific direction that Yuwen Xing had divined, and quickly flew away.

really!

In less than three hours, Xiao Long found the base of the Guangming Cult in an extremely vast and huge valley!

With the assistance of the "Eye of the Brush God", Xiao Long suddenly discovered that there were only two trial teams guarding the base of the Guangming Cult!

"Did the various trial teams of the Light Cult have also received the gathering message and planned to gather in the long bloody river to start the final bloody battle?" Xiao Long guessed secretly.

However, for Xiao Long, this is definitely great news!
Chapter completed!