After a long time, the white light dissipated.

Half of Shiva's body vanished, and the maro stood there immovable.

"Win?"

The audience in Huaxia District all stretched their necks and looked at the ring, nervous and expectant.

The next moment.

The body of the droughtle began to turn into countless sparks, dissipating little by little.

Shiva's body also fell.

Fight like Kilkenny cats?

The idea came to mind.

The figure of the host Bobbi appeared, looking at both sides with complicated eyes, and then announced the result in a calm tone.

[In this round of the game, Tianzhu won. 】

Jiang Wenming subconsciously clenched his fists, full of unwillingness.

Just a little bit.

Shiva had run out of oil, and they were close to winning the game.

But I still lost.

Because the drought is not facing a single god, but the entire god system of Tianzhu.

"Congratulations to the Red Flame Valkyrie Drought Shark to her place!"

Jiang Wenming endured the grief in his heart and bowed in the direction of the disappearance of the drought.

"Congratulations to the Red Flame Valkyrie Drought Shark to her place!"

All the people in Huaxia District saluted in the direction of the disappearance of the drought.

Although she lost, she fought for Huaxia until the last moment of her life, and this alone is enough to be remembered by their Huaxia forever.

The Red Flame Valkyrie deserves her name.

Huaxia fell into an atmosphere of grief, and Tianzhu was also unhappy.

Although they won, their god Shiva was also dethroned.

You must know that this is the head of their twelve heavenly pillar gods, and they are the strongest gods in their mythological system.

Even he won so hard, did the other gods still have a chance?

Can they really defeat the ancient kingdom of China?

A layer of haze shrouded the hearts of Tianzhu people.

The happiest people on the scene belonged to Greece, Egypt, and the Papal States.

Northern Europe and the Sakura Kingdom were both defeated, and Tianzhu suffered heavy losses against Huaxia, and it was even possible to lose the God War.

After this battle, the three major empires of the East will be destroyed and injured twice, and they will completely lose the possibility of fighting for hegemony.

"The light of God is about to shine on the eastern continent."

The high echelons of the Papal States issued such a declaration, apparently intending to prepare for the Crusades.

Greece and Egypt are eyeing Northern Europe, both of which are the West, and this time they suffered heavy losses in their crusades, which was a period of weakness.

It's just that neither of the two empires dared to strike first, and they were all waiting for the other to make a move.

The calculations of the high-level countries in the audience did not affect the game on the stage.

At this time, Lord Shiva has returned to the divine realm.

Tianzhu and Huaxia re-summoned the gods and prepared for the next battle.

If there is no Sanskrit sound, the figure of a big Buddha appears in the sky, and the seven-colored light flows, looking extremely sacred.

"Shakyamuni!"

Jiang Wenming exclaimed in surprise after seeing the other party.

It's another god-king, and it's still a saint-level existence.

How does this work?

The audience in Huaxia District, although they don't know Sakyamuni, but the reaction from Tianzhu also knows that this is definitely a big man.

The cloud of defeat hangs over the hearts of the Chinese people, they have already lost one game, will they lose again this time?

"Don't I have a God King of this level in Huaxia?"

"Didn't Jiang Shen say that we have a lot of saints in Huaxia? Why hasn't it shown up yet? ”

"I'm going to lose again, which god is going to fall this time?"

“……”

Jiang Wenming is also dead.

In the face of this kind of big guy, unless a saint is born, he really can't think of anyone else who can fight with the other party.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"If you come to Lao'er, my grandson has finally waited for you, and the kid will let me come."

Before Jiang Wenming could summon the gods again, he saw that the statue of Sun Wukong began to emit a looming golden light.

"The Great Sage?"

Jiang Wenming was stunned, he didn't expect Sun Wukong to have self-consciousness and sense the situation outside.

"Little doll, since you can call out my name, then you should also know that I have a holiday with Rulai Lao'er, I have waited for nearly a thousand years, and finally waited for him.

Today I must ask why he is plotting against my grandson. ”

The light on Sun Wukong's body is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that there is a possibility of rushing out at any time.

"Great Sage, it's not that I don't want to summon you, but this matter is related to the fortunes of the Chinese nation, and I really don't dare to act rashly."

Of course, Jiang Wenming knew the grievances between Sun Wukong and Rulai, and because of this, he was even more reluctant to let Sun Wukong fight against Rulai.

They can't afford to lose!

"My grandson promises you, as long as I am allowed to come out, I will never lose this game, and I will never lose again!"

Jiang Wenming still had to continue to persuade, but saw Zhu Bajie, who had already returned to the throne, reappeared.

"Brother Monkey, it's really you, you're not dead?"

Zhu Bajie's tone trembled a little because of excitement.

"Idiot, you're not dead? Master, what about them? ”

After Sun Wukong heard Zhu Bajie's voice, the golden light on the statue became more and more intense.

Obviously, my heart is also very unsettled.

"Master, they're missing with that monkey."

Zhu Bajie's words shocked Jiang Wenming.

"The monkey!"

This is the second time Zhu Bajie has shouted like this, at first he thought that the other party was talking about Sun Wukong, but now Sun Wukong is in front of him.

His name for Sun Wukong is Brother Monkey.

That's enough to say a lot.

The monkey he was talking about was not Sun Wukong, but someone else.

Jiang Wenming's brain was running rapidly, constantly recalling the content of Journey to the West in his memory.

Suddenly, a bold idea appeared.

Could that monkey be referring to a six-eared macaque?

At the beginning, the real and false Monkey King, pretending to be the Monkey King, and finally the two of them hit Liangshan together, phew, it is Lingshan.

Later, under the screening of Rulai, Sun Wukong killed another Sun Wukong.

Could this be a conspiracy?

It wasn't the six-eared macaque that died, but the Monkey King?

The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible, no wonder Zhu Bajie came to the back, and his name for Sun Wukong changed.

In fact, he already knew that it was not Sun Wukong himself.

"Are you the Monkey King? Or fight to defeat the Buddha? ”

Jiang Wenming looked at Sun Wukong with a solemn expression and asked.

"Monkey King? Fight to defeat the Buddha? Hehe...... I am the demon king of Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave, born and raised, the gods and demons are difficult to bury, Master Bodhi gave the name Wukong, Master Xuanzang gave the name Xing, who do you say I am? ”

Sun Wukong's tone was full of sarcasm.

Those titles were shouted by others, he was just the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain!

Rebellious!

This is Jiang Wenming's first feeling of the Monkey King in front of him.

"Maybe it's this kind of character that dares to be called the Monkey King."

With this in mind, Jiang Wenming no longer hesitated, and he decided to take a gamble.

Bet, the monkey in front of him, known as Qi Tian, really has the strength of a great sage.

"Holding a wishful golden hoop stick."

A golden stick engraved with mysterious patterns appeared in Sun Wukong's hand.

"Wearing a crown of phoenix wings and purple gold,"

A purple-gold phoenix-winged crown appeared on his head.

"Dressed in chain gold armor,

"Stepping on the lotus silk and walking in the clouds."

"With the red cloud as the cloak and the Monkey King as the number, the younger generation Jiang Wenming welcomes the Demon King of the Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave, the Monkey King."