What the?

What the?

Miscellaneous......

This time, it came too suddenly, and no one thought that the giant spirit god, who was obviously talking about a good thing just now, would suddenly attack, and the target was not Zhang Yan, but a mortal little girl who was powerless. The streamer flashed, and all the people, including Zhang Yan and the Bull Demon King, did not react, only felt that a very light, very light wind seemed to be blowing around them, and the next moment, Ren Mengzhen's heart made a soft "poof", driving a touch of blood.

"Brother......

Ren Mengzhen, who was in a coma, seemed to be aware of it, frowned, and shouted out a word softly, but he couldn't wake up after all, and he tilted his head and fainted again.

"This ......"

The Bull Demon King had just taken the little girl from Zhang Yan's hands, and before he was prepared, she died in the crook of her arm, and even her own arm was cut with a scar, he looked at this scene blankly, and couldn't even speak.

Dream ......

Zhang Yan couldn't see it, but he could sense that Meng'er's life was gradually declining, he turned his head, "looked" at her with those empty eyes, and stood in place stunned like a fool. His arms were still tied, but he seemed to have lost his sense of the outside world, and his mind was blank.

Dream ......

He's dead?

Clearly......

He's done his best to protect her......

Clearly......

He used all his might...... He doesn't even care about his own life.

How so?

Impossible......

How could it be...... How can this be done......

"Heh, how can a mere mortal deserve to have the power of an immortal? Great Sage, no, demon monkey, the account between you and me still needs to be calculated slowly in the future, this little girl, is the interest I charge you. ”

The giant spirit god smiled and said indifferently, his hanging hand behind his back, as if he had just done a trivial matter.

Strict with yourself? Ordered to enforce the law?

Amusing!

He is a god in the heavenly realm, and the grudge of the past is a shame that he can't erase in this life, how can he forget it?

Monkey king?

Monkey King?

Fight to defeat the Buddha?

Ridiculous!

It's just a demon monkey, how can he get an honor that he can't get?

The humiliation of the past, the shame that brought him, instead of being punished, stepped on his head step by step.

If Sun Wukong still has the power he used to have, he can still be afraid of him, but now who doesn't know that Sun Wukong has completely broken with the Buddha world? What Heavenly Court wants is just his strength, and it doesn't care about him at all.

So, what is he afraid of?

Negotiation? Condition? Amusing!

Did he think he was still the powerful Monkey King he had before? Did he think he was still the same strong man he was when he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace?

No, he's just an incompetent person now, a piece of waste!

The weak are not qualified to negotiate, that is the right that only the strong have, and the weak only need to obey.

"Take him away!"

Glancing at Zhang Yan's figure with disdain, the giant spirit god slowly turned around, a heavenly soldier could sweep through the entire God's Forsaken Land, and he brought 100,000.

100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, he is fearless!

"Yes!"

The two silver-armored heavenly soldiers bowed with their fists in their fists, held their spears, and flew towards Zhang Yan. Each stretched out a hand, and in his hand, a milky white light flickered, pulling a long white chain between the two of them, and rushing towards Zhang Yan, who was motionless.

"Humph!"

The giant spirit god snorted coldly, and he was still a little complacent in his heart, this is the Monkey King, when the heavenly court was still dealing with him, it was Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun Yang Jian and Taishang Laojun who worked together to arrest him, more than ten years of westward journey, after nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, he became a Buddha in the Buddha realm. The strength naturally becomes stronger. But now? Caught by him!

Although it is a bit opportunistic, after all, Zhang Yan's current state is in the eyes of everyone, but he is just a mortal state, even if he can be caught, there is nothing to be proud of.

But......

It was this identity that gave him a sense of satisfaction that bordered on paranoia.

Rumble!

The giant spirit gods were all flying into the air, ready to leave at any time, and he didn't want to stay for a quarter of an hour in this filthy god's abandoned land. But he never thought that he hadn't gone far, but behind him, there was a sudden loud noise, followed by an inexplicable pressure like a wave, overwhelmingly surging over.

What the?

The giant spirit god was slightly stunned, this place ...... Is there anyone else who can unleash such momentum?

The Bull Demon King is just a wisp of clone, and Sun Wukong has been deprived of the immortal soul and Buddha root, so it is impossible to release such a momentum again.

He turned his head in surprise, but saw that the two heavenly soldiers who were ordered to arrest Zhang Yan were being blown out of the head by Zhang Yan's punch, and the handcuffs that he had restrained him before disappeared without a trace.

"Djinn God...... You're looking for death! ”

Like the low roar of a beast, Zhang Yan trembled, his hands clenched into fists, his forehead and arms were full of swollen green tendons, and he gritted his teeth and roared.

What hides identity?

What hides the trail?

What is the compromise?

He worked hard, in order to protect Meng'er, he endured suffering and sorrow, in order not to let those immortals, people from the Buddha realm find him, he would rather be a mortal, just don't want anyone to find him, it will cause her trouble, and even threaten her life.

But......

What did he get back?

Hiding in Tibet and being bullied, the people of the heavenly court and the people of the Buddha realm are even counted, and those waste ants in the land of God's forsaken dare to ride on his head to make a fortune, and Meng'er was beaten and injured by others, and even lost his eyes and limbs.

This......

Forget it!

He took revenge by killing those who hurt Meng'er, but now?

He would rather risk his life and return to Heaven with the Giant Spirit God, even if he would be subjected to endless suppression and sealing because of it. He didn't care, as long as she was safe, he didn't mind being in danger.

But what did the Djinn God do?

He actually killed her without even having time to react?

Kill her......

Kill her......

Heh, hehehe......

What's the use of me hiding this Source Power?

What's the point of preserving for future roots?

What is the value of revenge in the future?

Djinn God, Djinn God......

You're looking for death!

The scorching fire scorched his body, just for a moment, the surface of his body ignited with raging fire, his origin power is the power of chaos, it is the power of the strongest origin of the universe, although he does not dare to say that he can use it freely now, but even if he can only use three points, it is enough.

"Dead monkeys? You...... You actually burn the power of life? ”

The Bull Demon King was dumbfounded, "Are you crazy? Although I hope you can resist, old cow, ...... But you don't have to. Did you know that after you burn the life force, even if you can kill the Djinn God, your body will be indeliblely wounded? ”

Trauma?

Of course he does!

Without the power of the Immortal Buddha as the foundation, with his current physical condition, forcibly crossing such a powerful force will only be counterproductive, just like letting a wooden barrel hold a firewood lit on fire, although it can be loaded, but after a long time, it is still a wooden barrel that is injured.

But he doesn't care!

As long as he can kill him, he can even ignore his own life or death.

One punch, tear the air!

One punch, across space!

The distance of several thousand meters was fleeting, and the Djinn God frowned, and gently raised his hand to block it in front of him.

Boom!

The fist touched, the giant spirit god was knocked away by a punch, obliquely down from the sky, and smashed to the ground, he was dumbfounded, looking at the things in front of him blankly, his eyes were empty, he really couldn't accept it, he actually felt afraid even the mortal body of Sun Wukong?

"You, die!"

The low skill coming from his throat made the giant spirit god a little shocked, and he who had suffered a loss once began to wonder what kind of state Zhang Yan was in now?

"Wait!"

Seeing that Zhang Yan seemed to have a tendency to attack again, the Giant Spirit God finally couldn't help but shout.

(End of chapter)