Big dreamer

Latest website: The six-eared macaque had just dropped a few feet when he saw a black ring appear under his body, like a trap that had been laid out for a long time, waiting for him to get in.

Shen Luo stared at him closely, waiting for the moment he fell into the Nine Netherworld, and then activated the flames to burn it to ashes.

But then, he saw a very incredible scene.

The six-eared macaque seemed to know that it could no longer escape. It gave up and continued to fall. Instead, it stretched out its body and faced the golden cudgel falling above its head.

When Shen Luo watched it rush up from his eyes, he thought for a moment that there was some illusion in front of him. There was no fear on the face of the six-eared macaque, and it was actually full of smiles.

At the same time, he also caught a glimpse of the Golden-winged Dapeng and others on the ground watching this scene helplessly, but no one came to help rescue the siege. Even Elder Chi Rong from the Demon King's Village wanted to step forward, but was blocked by Hua Shiniang beside him. Stopped.

Something is wrong, there must be some conspiracy!

"Don't kill him..." Shen Luo shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel moved forward, and the figure of the six-eared macaque also looked at death, and the two collided with each other.

"boom"

There was no blood splattering or brains flying as expected, nor was there any sudden change. With a back-up plan left, the body of the six-eared macaque shattered like porcelain under the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and turned into flying objects. Ash.

"Did I guess wrong?" Shen Luo was confused when a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest. .

The dark magic stick took advantage of his unpreparedness and suddenly pulled out of his chest and flew out.

Immediately afterwards, from the flying ashes transformed by the six-eared macaque, an extremely pure demonic energy suddenly flew out, wrapped around the demonic stick and flew away into the distance.

"Sun Wukong, you killed me once in the Lingshan Hall last time, and I will let you kill me again this time. In the cycle of cause and effect, all past lives and this previous body have been annihilated. When my demon body reunites, I will kill you. hour……"

The voice of the six-eared macaque drifted faintly from a distance.

Shen Luo frowned when he heard it. He didn't understand the meaning, but he heard Sun Wukong explain:

"On the way to seek scriptures, a six-eared macaque came out to cause trouble when I had a rift with my master. I later beat him to death with a stick in the Main Hall of Lingshan Mountain. I was not too cruel at first and wiped out all his souls. Listening to his words this time, I think he was influenced by cause and effect and used me to help him kill his predecessor. Then he will most likely become a pure demon, and his cultivation level will definitely skyrocket."

When Shen Luo was feeling worried, he heard Sun Wukong say again: "But it's nothing to be afraid of. As long as my old grandson doesn't die this time, next time I meet him, I will still press him on the ground and beat him."

Hearing this, Shen Luo couldn't help but laugh. At this moment, he suddenly groaned and his body was shaken greatly.

He quickly looked down, only to see that his armored corpse king had been slapped by the golden-winged roc who suddenly took action. A very conspicuous mark of an eagle claw was sunk into his chest, and his figure was also knocked back a hundred times. More than ten feet.

"careful……"

At this time, Sun Wukong's shout suddenly sounded in his ears.

Shen Luo's figure quickly turned back, and a snow-white bone sword was almost close to the tip of his nose. It shot diagonally into the sky from below. The ripples of sword energy caused a three-foot-long gash in the clothes in front of Shen Luo's body. .

But then, a sharp pain came from the lower back of Shen's back.

A black bone sword stabbed straight into his lumbar spine without any fluctuation of breath, and the huge force penetrated instantly, making the bones there make a "click" sound.

Shen Luo felt like he was hit by a big mountain on his waist, and he flew upwards involuntarily.

Above, the snow-white bone sword had also changed its direction. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the center of Shen Luo's eyebrows. The sword body exuded a cold air from the netherworld and shot down suddenly.

Affected by the impact of the black sword, Shen Luo was unable to change his body shape for a while, and could only move towards the snow-white bone sword.

Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong hurriedly flew forward to rescue him. At this moment, an afterimage suddenly flashed by, and the figure of the golden-winged roc suddenly blocked in front of him. He raised his hand and waved forward, and a golden claw mark appeared out of thin air and tore through it. .

Sun Wukong did not dare to push forward, so he could only block with his stick, and was immediately pushed back.

"Smelly monkey, we couldn't decide the winner in the first battle, but today we have to decide whether to live or die." The golden-winged roc looked at him and said coldly.

When Sun Wukong saw that it was too late to rescue Shen Luo, he was so upset that he directly attacked him without saying a word.

Shen Luo saw the flying sword approaching his eyebrows, but suddenly there was a flash of red light in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a blazing light lit up between his brows, and a Pure Yang Flying Sword shot out, colliding tit-for-tat with the Snow-White Bone Sword.

There was a sharp "clang" sound!

The fire on the Pure Yang Flying Sword surged, and the red lotus karma fire burst out, but it naturally restrained the cold air from the netherworld emanating from the snow-white bone sword, and forced the snow-white bone sword back.

Shen Luo finally stabilized his figure at this time. He held his hand in the air and a black and yellow air stick appeared in his palm. He turned around and swung the stick at the black bone sword chasing behind him, knocking it back with one blow.

At this time, two flying swords, one black and one white, turned into two rays of sword light and flew back. A figure slowly rose from the ground. He held his left and right hands casually, took the two sword rays and transformed into flying swords again.

Shen Luo frowned and looked, it was Chi Rong, the elder of Demon King's Village.

"Where did you learn this demonic skill? You are obviously not a demon, not even a monster, so why is there such pure demonic energy in your body?" Chi Rong looked at Shen Luo up and down and asked.

Obviously, he was quite interested in Shen Luo, so he didn't kill him with the two previous swords.

"You can't learn this." Shen Luo smiled and said.

The long stick in his hand danced and he got into a posture, with the Pure Yang Flying Sword hanging behind him, always on guard against Chi Rong's black bone sword that could conceal his aura.

In the distance, Sun Wukong and the Golden-winged Dapeng were already fighting together, but he was no match for the latter at the moment. He was being beaten back and forth and couldn't even protect himself.

Below, the Taiyi-level Armored Corpse King was fighting back and forth with the Six-tusked Elephant King. Although he could not suppress the opponent, he was able to avoid losing for a while.

However, the situation over the sinkhole is a bit grim.

As batch after batch of Fang Cun Shan and the disciples and elders of various sects were slaughtered like livestock, their bodies were also thrown into the tiankeng, and were beaten into powder by the golden light pillars in the tiankeng.

But what followed was that the entire tiankeng was overflowing with blood, and the evil spirit was soaring to the sky.

Hua Shiniang stood in the blood sacrifice formation outside the tiankeng, her eyes closed tightly, her hands intertwined and danced rapidly in front of her, and bursts of chanting came from her mouth.

Dozens of Pansidong disciples, surrounding the Tiankeng, also followed Hua Shiniang's chanting and sang a song with a mysterious tone. The sound waves gradually manifested, like the waves crashing on the shore, impacting one after another. Toward the golden beam of light.

At the same time, the runes on the surrounding ground glowed brightly, and the silent bloody aura began to overflow, turning into waves of blood in the void. With the instigation of sound waves, waves of waves hit the golden light pillar.

Large waves of blood hit the golden light pillar, and along with bursts of "chichi" sounds, white smoke rose up.

The golden light pillar immediately began to vibrate violently. Under the influence of blood light, the golden light on it became darker and darker. The scope of the light pillar began to gradually shrink, and the majestic aura emanating from it also began to weaken.

The entire forbidden formation is already in danger.