The word "get for nothing" has a strange attraction, always tempting others to do some brainless things in the dark, as if only through this can it truly reflect the value of its existence.

Not long ago, the boss had lost his precious life because of his hard work, and the tragic end of the bones was like a sharp knife, which continued to stimulate the heart of the third child.

But its magical power didn't stop there, as it turned into an invisible breeze and melted into the dense darkness around it, as if waiting for the next target to appear.

At the moment, the three guys covered in black skin seem to have successfully inherited the ugly power from "unearned", so the words that come from their mouths are always deeply disgusting.

The crystal ball is extremely precious, it is a rare magic weapon in the lion camel city, if unfortunately lost, it will definitely bear the monstrous anger from the city lord, Sun Wukong does not want to cause anger and burn himself.

"The crystal ball, we must take it away, and as for the things on the item, you can't imagine it." At this point, Sun Wukong didn't say anything more, but immediately stepped forward and quickly approached the other party's body.

It is said that there is also a demonic force hidden in the territory of the Lion Camel City, which is immersed in darkness and dampness all day long, feeling the nourishment of the four yin qi on its body.

The human and human monks in the Demon Realm live the same life, but they have never met each other, and it seems that only in this place full of yin qi can they occasionally see their pitch-black figures.

Seeing Sun Wukong attacking quickly, one of the huge demons opened his hands impressively, and then the fierce black demonic qi condensed in his palms, and finally formed a barrier.

The scarlet eyes were now following Sun Wukong's movements, and it wasn't until the other party reached the last position that the demon took advantage of the situation to wave the barrier in his hand, intending to impact it.

Even though the barrier seems to be weak, it is as hard as a rock under the continuous infusion of demonic energy, and it easily cancels out the amplitude of the aura in Sun Wukong's palm: "I didn't expect this guy to be really strong." ”

The fierce battle with the Fanyin Bird has already caused a great loss of aura in the bodies of Sun Wukong and Lao San, and if they continue to fight reluctantly, they will only end up in defeat, and they must find a way to replenish the lost aura.

The Nameless Ghost Domain has a strong yin qi, and it is the main battlefield of the people in the Demon Realm, and being in it can provide it with a steady supply of breath, but for human monks, this environment is a place of vain death.

Even though the other party is only a monk of the Little Star Soul, with the special blessing of the Nameless Ghost Domain, he can barely reach the strength of the Middle Star Soul: "Want to fight our demons in the Nameless Ghost Domain?" Don't be funny. ”

At this point, the demons no longer had any hesitation, but attacked in groups and launched an attack in the direction of Sun Wukong, and the demons knew very well who they were now able to contend with.

"I'll deal with them first, you use the gas storage stone to restore your aura, don't waste time." When the words fell, a piercing thunder burst out from between Sun Wukong's palms.

Every appearance of the thunder stick can shake the heavens and the earth with its strong momentum, lead the wind and clouds to be restless, and roll up the dust and sand on the surface, it seems that only the state of the wind and clouds is the true meaning contained in this thunder stick.

With both hands clasped into the thunder, Sun Wukong stepped forward quickly, waving it at great speed, and the violent electric light flickered and flickered in the nameless ghost domain, dispelling a large area of darkness and revealing what was hidden in it.

Ugly, bloodthirsty, and ferocious seemed to be the best description of the demonic thing, and the sharp fangs reflected the cold glow in the lightning, but it did not match the timidity on his cheeks.

Demonic things, born afraid of thunder, are too terrifying, how can they rush forward to join in the fun?

And the people in the demon world are naturally very aware of the extent of the destructive power that the things in Sun Wukong's hands can create, and it seems that the cracked texture on the surface is the best answer to his guess.

The temporary retreat is not cowardice, but the search for the perfect time to fight, and recklessness will inevitably turn the outcome of the whole battle around, and the three demons don't want to see what they have to escape.

The rapid consumption of spiritual energy in his body has already made Sun Wukong's spirit show a weakened posture, and controlling the thunder is an emergency move, just to deter the enemy in front of him as much as possible to a certain extent.

The current development of the situation can no longer provide Sun Wukong with an opportunity to replenish his aura, and only by showing the power of the Black Blood Palace can the battle be reversed, but how can this Black Blood Palace be used at will?

"The aura in this guy's body looks like it's about to run out, Ah Yun, play him a song to help him step into the door of death as soon as possible." A strange voice gradually emanated from the mouth of the demon.

Hearing this, the corner of the mouth of the demon known as Ah Yun smiled coldly, and then a light blue flute appeared between his palms, and the distant melody from the ancient city of the demon world had a breathtaking effect.

No matter how strong the monk is, he will be uneasy when he hears this song, and the six gods have no master, and it seems that the only way to return to this tune is to fall into the endless confusion and darkness.

When a wisp of breath wafted out of Ah Yun's mouth, a pleasant flute sound sprouted from between the bone flute joints, like an invisible lock chain constantly wrapped around the bodies of Sun Wukong and Lao San.

The pain that comes from the depths of the heart is far more real than the physical pain, and the taste of the heart like a knife is absolutely unbearable, and the song of the demon world is deliberately digging out the pain in the human heart.

Scenes of painful experiences are now flickering one after another in the field of vision of Sun Wukong and the third child, and the crystal tears dripping from the corners of his eyes seem to be venting the pain in his heart: "Cry, cry wantonly." ”

"When your tears are dry, it is when you die in the Yellow Spring, what a wonderful way to die!" The people in the Demon Realm seemed to be deeply fond of this kind of destruction method, and the corners of their mouths even raised a happy smile at this moment.

But at this moment, Sun Wukong put on a stiff posture, and then began to gradually untie the brown and yellow rope tied to his body through the coordinated operation of his hands: "Are you people in the demon world painless?" ”

"Taking pleasure in the pain of others, this is the way you people in the Demon Realm do things? It's ugly. As the words gradually fell, the brown and yellow ropes tied to Sun Wukong's body had been untied.

"Today, I will lend my modest strength to make you feel the pain too, and remember that this is the advice of a human monk to you: do not underestimate anyone."

When Sun Wukong said this, his eyes widened angrily, and the anger burning in his pupils was mixed with a piercing roar like a sword and penetrated through the hearts of the people in the demon world.

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