Although brute-force cracking is difficult, once successful, it can bring indelible mental damage to the other party.

"Poof!" Erlang God spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his pale face quickly fell into discoloration.

With this kind of physical condition, he can no longer fight, and if he continues to fight, he will inevitably be killed by Sun Wukong on the spot.

Escape!

Erlang shook a knife in a false way, and when Wukong was distracted, he turned into a little sparrow, flying and nailing on the treetops. He pretended to be ignorant, and took the leaves in his mouth, pecking at the insects. It seems that the life-and-death battle just now has nothing to do with him.

Wukong was stunned, and Erlang God was gone. There was no such fast way to ride the clouds in the world, and he expected that the other party either used the invisibility technique, or turned into other objects and hid somewhere.

His golden eyes flashed, and two bright lights shone in all directions like searchlights.

In order to avoid being affected by the battle, the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals only ambushed far away, and the creatures within a radius of hundreds of miles ran away with legs, the long-winged ones flew, and even the fish in the water swam away. Except for the towering trees, there is not a single living thing around.

At this moment, Wukong's golden eyes saw a dexterous little finch, jumping between the branches, as if intentionally, as if unintentionally, he glanced at Wukong with his finch eyes, and then waved his head to peck at the insects and peck at the branches.

Wukong couldn't help laughing: "In order to survive, the dignified Erlang Zhenjun turned into such a bird, and watch me catch him." ”

He transformed into a seven-foot python, spitting hissing snake hyacinths that coiled and twisted around the trees on his body.

Erlang God was still pecking at the worm, and suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, and a creepy and terrifying feeling enveloped him. The little finch he transformed into spread his wings and fled, but just as he flew up, he was bitten in the leg by a python and ripped off a large piece of meat.

"You monkey who kills a thousand knives!"

Erlang God shouted angrily, turned into a small fish and plunged into the pool, swinging his tail and swimming towards the depths of the lake.

Wukong grinned when he saw it, and his figure disappeared in place.

At this time, on the pool of water, a flat boat suddenly appeared, and an old man sat on the flat boat. The old man held a fishing net in his hand, touched his gray beard and said, "I have fish soup to drink today." ”

His fishing net was golden, and it grew rapidly in size when it was sprinkled in the air, and the shape was no different from that of an oval pool, covering a pool of clear water.

The little fish that Erlang God changed was blocked from running to the east, and there was no way to go to the west, and he ran into walls back and forth, and finally the fishing net shrank closer and closer, forcing him in one place.

It's time to close the net.

"How dare the demon monkey deceive me!" Erlang God shouted angrily, and turned into a bright silver big scissors, and clicked and cut the fishing net that surrounded him.

There was only a clatter, and the net was not damaged at all, but there were two gaps in the blade of the scissors.

Erlang screamed in pain, he recovered his true body, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, feeling that there was a foreign body in his mouth, fishy and sweet, and spit out a few bloody broken teeth.

The fishing net was made by Wukong with a golden hoop stick, and it has the hardness of the precious iron of the Dinghai God, where can the teeth of the Erlang God tear open.

The old man continued to shrink the fishing net, tied Erlang God into a ball, and held it in his hand.

He made a look of surprise: "The fish caught today looks really ugly, and it may not taste good, so go home and feed it to the cat." ”

Needless to say, this fisherman also knows that Wukong has changed.

Erlang gritted his teeth in anger, and a jade face seemed to be able to drip blood: "Sun Wukong, the second master has admitted it." If you let me go today, I will take my generals to turn around and leave, and I will never set foot on your Huaguo Mountain again. ”

Wukong was suddenly bored when he saw through his face: "In front of my grandson, you still dare to call yourself the second master?

He tightened the fishing net in his hand again, and the fine skin and tender flesh of Erlang God were all revealed through the diamond-shaped mesh.

"Hehehe. Erlang God endured the severe pain and laughed fiercely: "Since Benjun dares to take you, he is naturally fully prepared." If you dare to take my life today, you will let you bury me with a mountain of monkeys!"

He used the remaining mana, barely opened the eyes of the sky, and shot at the sky, and a bright light rushed straight to Xiao Han, which was the code that he and his subordinates had communicated in advance.

After getting the order, six groups of people suddenly came out of the cave in the water curtain of Huaguo Mountain, each of which escorted hundreds of little monkeys, who were tied with their hands tied and led towards Wukong with ropes.

Led by Kang Zhang, Yao Li, Zhijian, and Guo Shen, they were ordered by Erlang God to sneak attack the Water Curtain Cave from the back mountain of Huaguo Mountain, and captured a litter of little monkeys. Originally, he wanted to use the life of the monkey monkey grandson to threaten Wukong's submission, but he didn't expect his second master to be captured alive by this monkey head. In this way, the only way to exchange hostages is to go.

Seeing that Erlang God was caught by Wukong with a fishing net and carried in his hand, the six generals were shocked and hated, and they wanted to rush forward and fight with Wukong one by one. The so-called lord humiliated the ministers to death, and Erlang God suffered this great humiliation, which was more uncomfortable than killing them.

Erlang God scolded sharply: "Don't be impulsive, the so-called big husband can bend and stretch." Hurry up and exchange these little monkeys for my life, so that Qingshan does not have to worry about running out of firewood, and this account will be calculated later. ”

Wukong saw that all the little monkeys in the mountain were captured alive, and his heart was already furious. He didn't expect that this Erlang God was so despicable and insidious, and he would actually send his subordinates to secretly Chen Cang and eliminate his own nest. This nest of monkeys was rescued by him with great difficulty.

Dragons have reverse scales, and they will be angry when they touch them. Wukong will not hesitate to fight for his life for this mountain monkey, but if someone threatens him with his weakness, he must not bear it. Besides, he has the art of resurrecting the dead, and when the monkey cubs die, the resurrection is, there is no need to be threatened by this.

Wukong stared at the little monkeys who were cowering and trembling, and suddenly asked gently, "Children, are you afraid that these bad people are going to kill you?"

The monkeys, who were trembling, seemed to understand something when they heard Wukong's tone. Ignoring the steel knives resting on their necks, they puffed out their chests one by one.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about my life or death. Kill these wicked people. ”

"Yes, you saved our lives. We would rather die than let the king be blackmailed!"

"Yes, my lord. With your resurrection technique, our brothers in Huaguoshan are not afraid of death!"

The fierce monkey directly wiped his neck on the steel knife, closed his eyes and smiled. He knew that with the power of his own king, he would be able to kill all these wicked people and avenge him.

Some monkeys have taken the lead in doing so, and others have followed suit. Some rubbed their necks on the blades of their knives, some hit their hearts on the heads of their guns, and some jumped up and hit the trees with their heads...... There are endless ways to die.

Puff puff, puff, blood burst out, and one after another little monkey fell, but they all committed suicide with laughter, puffing to death rather than let their own king be threatened.

Erlang didn't expect this change, his face turned pale, and he stopped struggling in the net pocket, only staring blankly at the scene of thousands of monkeys committing suicide at the same time.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he roared loudly: "Remove the knife from the monkey's neck, don't let them kill themselves!"

Once the monkeys commit suicide, Wukong has no scruples, and he will definitely be crushed to ashes, and there is no possibility of survival today.