The flying sword glows with aura, purple and cyan is unique, and the peaks and loops turn around, like meteors crossing the clouds.

The beauty fluttered and landed on the sword like a sword fairy, and the sword flew gently beside Sun Wukong in the wind, and the person who came was the Zixia that Sun Wukong was concerned about.

Sun Wukong was unconscious, scarred, pale and bloodless, on the verge of life and death. His flesh-and-blood eyes were as red as lava, and the cracks around his sockets flowed like magma. A large speck of red on his chest was like lava, and slowly flickered a faint red light, as if it was about to be extinguished.

Zixia suddenly lost her six gods, her eyes moistened and she couldn't speak, and her heart suddenly felt a heartache.

She immediately put away the purple and green sword, held the sword in her hand, and rushed towards Sun Wukong in a hurry, shouting with tears in her eyes while stumbling: "Monkey ......"

Zixia rushed to Sun Wukong's side as if she was crawling, helped Sun Wukong up and half lay in her arms, hugged Sun Wukong who was as cold as frost tightly, sad and said: "Dead monkey, what's wrong with you, why is your body so cold?"

Zixia burst into tears, heartbroken, desperately pleading, full of prayers, and crying out of sorrow.

Zixia slowly let go of her tight embrace as if she was in shock, and shook Sun Wukong with tears in her eyes and said: "Wake up, don't scare me, okay, I'm your master, I don't allow you to die, wake me up quickly, don't die, okay?"

A tear fell in the wind and landed on Sun Wukong's chest, waking up the sleeping immortal heart. His heart was faintly visible in his chest, beating red as lava, flashing red light and seemed to increase in frequency.

Zixia slowly raised her head while letting her tears flow, and inadvertently found that she couldn't help but smile and tears, puzzled in her heart, and said in a slurred voice: "This is ......"

"What, isn't this stinky monkey dead yet?" The night demon couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart, frowned tightly, and asked with scruples: "You are Zixia, the second disciple of the Tilting Moon Three-Star Palace?"

Zixia carefully laid Sun Wukong flat, got up and wiped away her tears, turned around and stared fiercely at the night demon's angry sword and asked, "Who sent you?"

"The sword has no eyes, please get out of the way, I can't guarantee that I won't hurt you!" the night demon stared at Zixia for a moment, snorted, and said coldly in warning.

"Monkey, don't worry, I won't let him go!" Zixia said with a stubborn look in her sharp eyes.

The night demon's eyes flashed red, clenched his fists, and said murderously: "If it weren't for the master's order, I would have been rude to you a long time ago, don't ask for trouble!"

"Who is your master?" Zixia said with a tight frown.

"No comment!" said the Night Demon coldly.

"I'll kill you!" Zixia said angrily with a frown.

Zixia said that, with a wave of the purple and green sword, the sword light flashed, and a row of sword qi turned into hundreds of life-seeking sword blades, flying towards the night demon, and suddenly it was like a rain of arrows.

The night demon was shocked, and hurriedly flew to dodge, and a pair of moth wings were unfortunately pierced, leaving a small opening. The sword qi sharpened the iron like mud, piercing through the towering trees, causing the stubborn stones to crack, and the ground exploded one after another, raising dust and billowing like thick smoke.

The night demon turned his head to look, frowned tightly, and turned back to make another trick.

"Demon Path, Shadow, Roar of Pain"

The night demon soared into the sky, suspended on the ground, and let out a kind of screaming at Zixia.

Zixia smiled slightly, calmly responded, and actually conjured a purple and green bell bracelet on her hand, and her hands crossed together and quickly swung the bell bracelet, making a pleasant sound.

Suddenly, there were magic sounds raging everywhere, and the wonderful sounds flowed, and the two kinds of mysterious sounds seemed to have spirituality, resisting and colliding with each other, forming an incredible strange scene.

Suddenly, the grass and trees on this cliff trembled at a high frequency, and water droplets rose from the microwave on the water surface, and the stones kept beating, and the space seemed to be distorted, so that the strange beasts fled in panic like headless flies, as if a disaster was coming.

Where the two mystical sounds blended, the stones trembled and rose in the air, and the alien birds suddenly hovered in the air, trembling again and again. Xuanyin competed endlessly, and the sound on this cliff did not stop, and the two continued to fight for their skills.

The grass, trees, stones, and strange beasts that trembled incessantly in the Xuan sound trembled even more rapidly, and there were even phantoms. After a while, one by one, they exploded into dust and freeze in the air.

The night demon frowned tightly, gradually looking a little struggling, and with a murderous turn, he retracted the magic sound and shot two red rays of light from his eyes.

Zixia Yifei and other idle people, seeing the opportunity, turned their hands like a dragon swinging their tails, and a golden metal disc was rotating rapidly, blocking two ray light pillars, and the ray light pillars shot on the huge rock, and the explosion sound made the rock scatter all over the ground like broken bones, causing dust to roll like a puff of smoke.