With a sonorous sound, the golden hoop stick fell from Sun Wukong's hand and rolled to the side.

The flames in the sky burned by, and the long sea of fire covered the sky and the sun for a while, and it was gorgeous in an instant, and it died in an instant, turning into a red cloak draped over him.

Sun Wukong knelt heavily on his knees, his hands trembled uncontrollably as claws, and his heart-rending wail resounded in the sky, moving the heavens and the earth.

The pain struck his heart and lungs, causing a cold sweat to break out on his distorted face.

His eyes were scorched with black flesh and blood, as if they were blurred bloody holes, dripping with blood, constantly emitting golden smoke, and losing the divine power of the past.

His hands struggled as if he had lost his strength, and there were deep scratches on the ground, trembling with disordered breath, his face was pale and his cold sweat was mixed with blood.

The badly wounded minotaurs and werewolves struggled to push through the rubble, panting for breath and bleeding from their mouths. They clutched their chests and struggled to get up, and sat down with their butts exhausted, leaning weakly on the pile of rocks, unable to fight.

"This stinky monkey is ruthless!" said the Minotaur chieftain weakly.

"Night Demon, Iron Eater, Ahri, I'm glad you arrived in time!" the Winged Angel gasped and laughed.

"Chief, wolf, angel, don't worry, I'll leave it to the three of us!" the Mothman snorted lightly and said with a sly smile.

"Looking at the painful appearance of this stinky monkey, Ahri is really reluctant. The human fox said with a smile.

"Ahri, you really won't even let go of the monkeys, why don't you just rush to the Sprinkle family!"

The orcs couldn't help laughing, looking at the painful Sun Wukong, they couldn't help but laugh triumphantly, not taking Sun Wukong in their eyes at all, they were complacent in their hearts, and they felt that the victory was in hand.

The three orcs who came to support were also of different shapes, and they were all half-human, half-beasts, walking upright.

One with a pair of huge blood-red eyes, a pair of moth wings, dressed in silver-white machine armor, with brown and yellow fluff all over his body, long and white fluff on his back and chest, and dust on the fluff, it looked like a monster compared to the Winged Man, and the Wingman was more like an angel.

One is a handsome and sturdy pandaman, dressed in black machine armor, carrying a string of shell necklaces, and holding a black iron rod with a wine gourd tied to the iron rod.

One is a foxy royal sister, but she has a pair of fox ears, a white fox tail, and a pair of fox claws on both hands.

Seeing the monkey struggling, the night demon snorted coldly, and said with great disdain: "A stinky monkey, you dare to call yourself the Monkey King, your eyes are useless, look at what else you are capable of!"

Sun Wukong trembled his hands and struggled to pick up a piece of wood and bite it tightly, he gritted his teeth tightly and struggled to take the golden hoop stick, and slowly got up with the golden hoop stick, tightly locking his eyebrows, and there were drops of cold sweat on his sallow face.

He clutched the golden hoop stick tightly, endured the pain and trembled and said: "You despicable guys, you actually came to Yin, even if you let the horse come, Lao Sun will not be afraid of you!"

"Demon Path, Enchantment, Charm Technique"

The human fox Ahri moved like a rabbit, flew to a distance of three meters from Sun Wukong, and gently sprayed a pink purple hookah, and smoked Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was powerless to dodge, the whole person was charmed, and he fell into intoxication all of a sudden, unable to extricate himself, and even knew the pain.

"Demon Path, Spiritual Magic, Deception Orb"

Ahri smiled evilly, and a spell ball of light was born in his hand, which was quickly released and retracted. The magic ball of light directly penetrated Sun Wukong's body, shuttling back and forth, Sun Wukong let out a shocking scream and spurted a mouthful of blood. Falling to the ground on one knee, clenching his teeth, clutching the golden hoop stick, struggling to support it.

"This stinky monkey is really vulnerable without those eyes!" Ahri said with a chuckle.

"Let's see the stick method of the Sprinkle family!" said the Panda Man Iron Eater with a bang.

"True Martial Arts, Divine Sticks, Eighteen Sticks!"

The iron-eating beast picked up the long stick and rushed towards Sun Wukong, his stick technique was fierce and whistling in the wind, although he was wide and fat, but his movements were as fast as the wind, fierce as a tiger. Sun Wukong struggled to raise the stick into the air, and a heavy stick made Sun Wukong spit blood again, and took a few steps backwards one after another.

The iron-eating beast took advantage of the situation and hit Sun Wukong's abdomen several times in a row, Sun Wukong fell backwards one after another, blood gushed out of his mouth, and his body leaned backwards.

The iron-eating beast took advantage of the momentum to knock Sun Wukong into the air with a stick, and the volley was more than a dozen sticks, and it fell heavily on Sun Wukong's body, and for a while, I saw a flying shadow flying back and forth. The last heavy stick of the iron-eating beast, like the weight of a thousand pounds, suddenly hit Sun Wukong in the abdomen.

Sun Wukong spurted out a mouthful of blood like a pour, only to hear a bang, Sun Wukong fell heavily to the ground, like an explosion rising from the ground, making the ground tremble, and the dust was like thick smoke.

"Night demon, you're right, this monkey's lifeline is indeed his eyes. The iron-eating beast landed steadily, took a sip of turbid wine, and said with a laugh.

"Hmph, sometimes the strongest place of a person is also his weakest place, and the stinky monkey is no exception, take advantage of the present to kill him, so as not to have many dreams at night. The night demon smiled and said murderously.

"Okay, let's let the Sprinkle family come and let everyone taste the taste of this roasted monkey!" said the panda man excitedly.

"Good good ......"

The orcs cheered and applauded.

"True Martial Arts, Wine Fairy, Wine Fire"

The panda man took another sip of turbid wine, and spewed out a raging fire, which suddenly engulfed Sun Wukong like a spark and burned for a long time. However, the strange thing is that there is not a trace of screaming in the sea of fire.

"It's not good, there's something wrong!" the night demon suddenly frowned, and said in a bad way.

As soon as the night demon's words fell, a sea of fire converged into a cloud of fire, as if something was sucking the flames.