In the sky, a golden giant ape figure carried a huge golden rod on its shoulder, staring down.

"Haha! It is worthy of being the Fighting Saint Ape Clan! It really lives up to its name!" In a huge pit a hundred feet wide, a hoarse voice sounded, and after a long time, a distorted human face slowly appeared. The black wings behind him already had a lot of feathers fluttering.

"Whew!" the golden giant ape smashed his fists on his chest, and then lifted the golden stick in his hand, falling from the sky like a huge meteorite, and smashed into the distorted figure in the pit.

The distorted face of the person wiped a creepy smile that made people look at it, and with one hand stretched out, a one-meter-long silver needle was swung out, mixed with the smell of corrosion.

The moment the silver needle with venom on its body rose into the sky, a pair of black wings opened, enveloping everything around it, and the distorted human face revealed two slender sharp teeth, and above the sharp teeth, there was also dripping green sticky, which was extremely disgusting.

The golden giant ape is Wu Kong, and the distorted human face is Han Xiao's mutated appearance, and there is no longer a bit of human form.

When the golden rod collided with the silver needle, which did not fit in shape at all, the silver needle flew back upside down like an arrow off the string. However, no one saw that a pillar of silver-white light shot into the left arm of the golden giant ape.

"Whew!" a loud cry rang out, and the golden giant ape fell to the ground with his left arm in his arms, his face full of pain.

"Hehe!" The mutated Han Xiao sneered, and with a flick of his wings behind him, he went to pick up the golden stick dropped by the golden giant ape.

But what he never expected was that when Han Xiao was about to touch the golden stick, a dazzling golden light flashed, and the whole person flew out upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the mutated Han Xiao expanded the giant pit on the ground by a few points.

In a moment, the mutated Han Xiao crawled out of the giant pit, and above that distorted face, a pair of eyes that could no longer be said to be eyes stared straight at the golden stick that fell from the sky, and the fear in his heart rose.

"Wukong!" Mo Xiao and Jiang Long ran to the golden giant ape that Wukong had turned into at the same time, looking at the giant ape that had not been injured in any way and moaning in pain with his left arm in his arms, both of them were full of confusion and worry.

"Huhu" Han Xiao, who had mutated "Huhu", gasped, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and changed back to his normal human form.

"What did you do!" Mo Xiao looked back at Han Xiao abruptly. His eyes were already red, his fists were clenched, and his muscles were bruised.

"What are you doing!hehe!" Han Xiao sneered, helped his neck, and made a "rattle" sound. "Dead people don't need to know!" After saying that, the silver needle in his hand flashed out again, and it stabbed at Mo Xiao and Jiang Long, "I know my secret, I can't spare you!"

"Let me ask you what the hell you did!" Mo Xiao roared, and in his right hand, the blood mist was filled, and a blood-colored long sword quietly appeared.

In the next moment, Mo Xiao flew out in a hurry, and the blood-colored long sword was aimed directly at Han Xiao.

"Damn! won't you be transforming again!" Seeing Mo Xiao's appearance, Jiang Long couldn't help but worry.

"Bang, bang, bang!" After a few sounds, Han Xiao covered his chest and spat blood, while Mo Xiao, on the other hand, had a murderous look on his face and was not affected in any way.

"Huhu" After the battle between Han Xiao and Mo Xiao, he was completely shocked, the strength of the other party was only the first level of the Spirit Transformation Realm in his opinion, and he actually beat himself to a serious injury.

"You have hidden your strength!" Han Xiao frowned, and a silver needle was already prepared in his right hand, ready to sneak attack Mo Xiao at any time.

"What did you do!" Mo Xiao still repeated his previous words, and a blood mist was already floating around him.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, Soul Slayer Divine Needle!"

Mo Xiao frowned suddenly, not knowing what Han Xiao was talking about.

Seeing that Mo Xiao was stunned for a moment, the silver needle in Han Xiao's hand flew away, and he said proudly, "The Soul Exterminating Divine Needle is a secret technique of the soul clan, which specializes in hurting people's souls, how can you hillbillies have heard of it." After that, a trace of contempt flashed on his face, in Han Xiao's heart, Mo Xiao and the others were already certain to die, so they told their biggest secret.

"Soul Clan. Mo Xiao thought lightly, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the blood-colored sword qi turned the flying silver needle into silver powder, and Han Xiao, who sent out the divine needle, was also split into two by the sword qi, and then turned into a blood mist in the sky. Before he died, Han Xiao still had a long mouth, and he never thought that he would become a fallen ghost.

"Are you still Mo Xiao?" Seeing Mo Xiao holding a blood-colored sword, Jiang Long also beat a drum in his heart.

The blood-colored long sword in Mo Xiao's hand dissipated, and his eyes returned to their normal appearance, and then he reached out and touched Jiang Long's forehead, "You were also tricked?"

"In an instant, Jiang Long had a black line.

Behind the two, Wukong also returned to his normal appearance and fell into a coma.

"How's that, is there a way?"

After Mo Xiaozai carefully examined Wukong's body with his whole body, he hugged his chest with one hand and supported his chin with the other, and fell into deep thought. "I can't see it!

"Grandma's lap legs, you have come to such a conclusion after half an hour's observation!" Jiang Long glanced at Mo Xiao, and he also observed.

After a stick of incense, Mo Xiao and Jiang Long were back to back, and the two kept wiping the sweat from their foreheads, as if they had experienced a long journey.

"Done!"

"Grandma's lap legs! I've checked it three times, but it's useless!"

"Nothing was missed!"

"I stripped my clothes three times. ”

"You are ruthless!" After the two had a conversation, Mo Xiao stretched out a thumbs up. Cast an appreciative gaze.

"Okay, don't tell the monkey about picking up clothes!" Jiang Long pouted, Zou frowned, his face full of sadness.

"That's!" Mo Xiao smiled and immediately agreed, but he was thinking in his heart, "Hehe, don't tell the monkey! Just kidding, the war of the apes, my brother won't miss it!"

After the examination, the two of them stayed by the unconscious Wukong and worried, and now they don't know anything about Wukong's injuries, and the so-called soul trauma is even more unheard of.

Just when the two of them were at a loss, the golden stick in Wukong's hand suddenly stood up, floating around the two, and from time to time he stood upright, up and down. It seems to convey something.

"Do you understand?"

Jiang Long shrugged his shoulders, looking confused.

"Brother Stick, you can say something that you can understand, okay!" Mo Xiao scratched his head and smirked.

Hearing this, the golden stick seemed to sigh, and fell to Wukong's side again.

Suddenly, Mo Xiao and Jiang Long, who were messy in the wind, were left behind, and the two couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, "Where can I understand this stick language!"

Next to a silver needle that fell to the ground, no one noticed it, an illusory figure slowly condensed, and after careful observation, it was known that this illusory figure was Han Xiao, who had just been cut in half by Mo Xiao's sword.