At this moment, Sun Wukong is like a nirvana reborn, his whole body is full of golden lava, covered with golden flame armor, wearing a red unquenchable flame cloak that flutters in the wind, golden magma slowly flows in the ravine, and the monkey hair on his head, face and chest is very dense, surrounded by golden flames that seem to be surging, but the ends are dyed bright red.

His eyes were shining with dazzling golden light, his pupils were as red as red lava, and the golden magma flowed in the cracks around his eyes, and the edges of the cracks were carved with gold wires, and his mouth was still bubbling with golden flames.

The golden hoop rod in his hand is full of red lava, with fiery red lava at both ends, and golden lava in the middle, and even the magma in the crack is fiery red and golden.

"Three people, is it, could it be that the Ozma I killed is not the real body!" Sun Wukong raised his head slightly, exhaled golden flames, approached Jiuxiao and Xiyue step by step, and said thoughtfully: "Then let me out, don't hide!"

Jiuxiao couldn't help but swallow his tongue, clenched his fists tightly, and gritted his teeth and said: "Sun Wukong, you are very smart!"

"My grandson is not a reckless man, I will make you feel scared. Sun Wukong smiled slightly, his eyes sharpened, and said confidently.

"What......" Jiuxiao Xiyue said in a panicked and incoherent voice.

"Jiuxiao, we are too light on the enemy!" Xiyue felt bad and couldn't help but say with some apprehension.

"Come out, Ozma!" Jiuxiao stared at Sun Wukong, frowning tightly, and shouted unwillingly.

As soon as Jiuxiao's voice fell, there was a sudden bang, and the purple-black flames ignited on the ground, spreading in a radius of one kilometer, and a continuous circle of purple-black flames was monstrous, and the dim purple sparks were chaotic with the wind.

In front of Jiuxiao and Xiyue, a space-time crack opened, and the space-time crack was like the edge of broken glass, and there was a black hole in the space-time crack, devouring the galaxy in the crack like a black hole, and there were bursts of purple-black weird evil aura unbelievably.

"Ozma, participate!"

In the rift of time and space, Ozma slowly stepped out and took the command.

"Sure enough, let's go together, don't waste time!" Sun Wukong snorted, wiped the tip of his nose, and said confidently.

"Stinky monkey, don't be too complacent!" Jiuxiao roared angrily.

"I said, don't call me stinky monkey, my name is Monkey King. Sun Wukong couldn't help but be angry, gritted his teeth in anger, and said angrily with golden flames.

Sun Wukong roared angrily, and kicked his foot lightly, causing the ground to crack in the blink of an eye. He picked up the golden rod and sped out, chasing the wind and lightning, like a golden meteor flying by.

"What, so fast!" Shizuki exclaimed in surprise.

"Demon Path, Fire, Nightmare Purple Fire"

Ozma's eyes flashed purple, and she took a big breath and spat out a purple flame. All of a sudden, the flames were raging, overwhelming, and the purple flames were soaring into the sky, and the flames spread wantonly like a sea of fire.

Sun Wukong stretched out his arms, his feet did not touch the ground, and he easily flew to avoid it, making the purple flame whip unreachable.

Sun Wukong landed steadily, glanced at a piece of corroded purple-black scorched earth, and spit out the true fire of Samadhi as soon as he turned around, and returned to color.

The Samadhi True Fire instantly engulfed several kilometers, covering the nightmare purple fire at once, and the earth was covered with fire, and the monstrous fire illuminated the sky red.

Jiuxiao, Xiyue, and Ozma were shocked, and hurriedly jumped to their feet, flying away from the sea of fire.

None of the ghosts within a radius of several kilometers were spared, whether they were flying in the sky, running on the ground, or digging in the ground, they were all reduced to ashes in the sea of fire.

"How is this possible?" Xiyue couldn't help but be shocked, and exclaimed with wide eyes.

"This monkey...... It's too strong!" Ozma said dumbfounded.

"It's so hateful, my ghost army actually ......" Jiuxiao saw that there were no ghosts left within a few kilometers of scum, and he couldn't help but be angry, clenched his fists, and roared madly at Sun Wukong, "Sun Wukong, I want your life!"

Jiuxiao picked up the Guangwu Fangtian Battle Halberd and slashed away.

The giant crescent-shaped light martial arts inch is hundreds of meters wide, like an aura that cuts through the sky, flying under the clouds and attacking Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong's body is as light as a swallow, very agile, and he easily flips somersaults and flies away to dodge. The ground immediately thundered loudly, and a mushroom cloud rose from thousands of meters away, making the ground tremble uncontrollably.

A somersault cloud arose under Sun Wukong's feet, and he drove the somersault cloud towards Jiuxiao, Xiyue and Ozma.

"Oh no!" Shigetsu exclaimed.

Xiyue hurriedly slashed the Guangwu, Guangwu, and Glaive long knife, and the giant cyan crescent-shaped Guangwu inch mangled once again broke through the sky, rushed through the clouds, and attacked Sun Wukong at a gallop.

Sun Wukong turned another somersault, flew and dodged smoothly, and landed on the somersault cloud. With a loud bang, a mushroom cloud rose from the ground, and Sun Wukong swept with a stick, which was comparable to the counterattack of the stick of the sky. One end of the golden hoop rod quickly became huge, with a diameter of dozens of meters and a rod of several hundred meters long, like the top of Mount Tai, sweeping towards Jiuxiao, Xiyue and Ozma.

The three of them could not resist the force of this thousand jun, and as soon as the sweeping stick arrived, the three of them spurted a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground, smashing the ground into three large pits.

Jiuxiao and Xiyue clutched their chests and struggled to get up, blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, panting heavily. Ozma got up tremblingly, clutching her chest tightly, bleeding from the corners of her mouth, as if she couldn't stand on her feet.

"Jiuxiao, fortunately, I have a spirit armor to protect you from you, otherwise I would have died a long time ago. Xiyue clutched her chest tightly and panted.

"Ozma, how are you. Jiuxiao clutched his chest and asked heavily.

"Monkey King!" said Ozma as she coughed up blood.

Sun Wukong flew to the ground, carrying the golden hoop stick, and said unhurriedly while slowly walking towards the three of them: "You are nothing more than that, your death time has also come, I didn't want to kill you, but it's a pity that your sins are too heavy, and I can't think of a reason to forgive you." ”

"Extremely hateful?" Jiuxiao roared with resentment.

"Hmph, abominable? When you were ruining the souls, did you ever think that you were the most hateful, the most heinous. Sun Wukong snorted and asked Jiuxiao and Xiyue directly to the depths of their souls.

"Hmph, benevolence, righteousness, morality, ......," Ozma said with a cold smile and muttering to herself.

At this moment, in the middle of Ozma's words, her eyes suddenly flashed with purple light, and her body suddenly turned into nothingness, and she attacked unexpectedly. A purple-black mist suddenly appeared behind Sun Wukong, and in the snap of his fingers, he transformed into a giant half-body white bone death god holding a death scythe, which was more than ten meters high. Taking advantage of Sun Wukong's unpreparedness, it swung its sickle and slashed at Sun Wukong's head.

Seeing that the sickle was getting closer and closer to Sun Wukong's neck, it seemed that Sun Wukong's life was about to end.

Suddenly, the scythe came to an abrupt end......