While speaking, Shen Luo involuntarily turned his hand and took out the Zhenhai iron rod, and danced on the cliff with Sun Wukong's movements.

At first, his movements were a little stiff, but after a few rounds, the Zhenhai Iron Bar was already whistling in his hands, and his movements became quite smooth.

However, Shen Luo knows that his sense of smoothness is just based on his own grasp of the details of the movements, and in essence, it is just a similar imitation, and it is still far from reaching the realm of god-likeness.

At this time, in the crystal mural painting, it was no longer only the Jiao Demon King and the Yu Tamarin Demon King who fought with the Ape King, but the third Demon King had already been added.

He was born too tall, although he was born with a hideous lion head with green fangs, and he held a golden silk ring knife in his big fan-like hand, and surrounded the golden ape king in the center with the other two, and the fight was inextricable.

For a time, the sword light and sword shadow were dizzying.

Shen Luo stared at the picture in the crystal wall tightly, his mind gradually immersed in it, originally just moving step by step, but it became faster and faster, and his mind gradually merged into the painting scroll unconsciously.

In a trance, Shen Luo seemed to have entered the crystal wall, and fused with the golden ape king, and the ape king's moves and moves, all became his movements.

Originally, it was just a similar stick trick, but at this moment, it began to melt from the form into the god, and then from the god, and all the essence of the stick method began to merge into the soul of the Shen Luo, and he finally completely comprehended the true meaning of this set of splashing sticks at this moment.

I saw that in the crystal mural, the figure of the ape king spiraled up like a top, the golden hoop stick in his hand whistled and turned, the wind was loud, and countless stick shadows swept out, enveloping the surrounding heaven and earth.

In an instant, the rapid offensive of the Yu Tamarin Demon King, the Jiao Demon King and the Lion Camel Demon King was dispersed together, and their bodies were forced to retreat by the shadow of the stick in the sky at the same time.

After the three of them landed on the ground, they all stopped attacking, and one by one, they all hugged their fists and praised the Golden Ape King.

Sun Wukong's figure slowly landed after rolling in mid-air, and when he was about to put away the stick in his hand, his eyes suddenly flashed, he turned his head to look at the sky, a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and a warlike look appeared on his face.

I saw a huge pitch-black shadow in the sky, and a huge demon peng that almost covered the entire mountain flapped its wings and let out a sharp roar below.

As soon as Shen Luo saw his figure appear, he immediately woke up from the previous feeling of immersion in the painting, but he only felt that the body of the demon peng looked a little familiar, and it was very similar to the Kunpeng who had swallowed him in his belly by the East China Sea before.

He had this doubt in his heart, so he focused on observing the demon peng, and as a result, under his wings, he saw a golden feather and a silver feather on the left and right, the long and short appearance, the color of the light, exactly the same as the one he picked up.

"Is it really the same?"

When Shen Luo was surprised in his heart, the huge demon peng in the sky high in the crystal wall had already rolled up, and the black light around his body had turned into a handsome man wearing a black coat, and he floated down.

Unlike the previous three-headed demon king, when he transformed into a human body, he did not retain the slightest demon characteristics, and he looked like a mortal.

Shen Luo noticed that there was a silver armor under his big coat, which was carved with inscriptions, which was very gorgeous. However, under the armor, this demon peng is naked, his exposed skin is white and blue, and the blood vessels on it are visible, with a snow-white and flawless cheek, it looks a little feminine.

Demon Peng picked his chin at Sun Wukong, and said a few words in his mouth, as if he was going to learn from him, but the latter couldn't wait, and with a golden hoop stick in his hand, he kicked the ground with one foot, and rushed towards Demon Pengfei.

I saw that the moonlight under Sun Wukong's feet was scattered, and the oblique moon step was launched, and the moment the body was close, a palm poked out, and a rune appeared in the palm, and a seal script "Ding" was written in the center, and it fell towards the head of the demon peng.

As soon as Demon Peng's body was about to move, he was entwined by a golden light emitted by this palm talisman, and his body stiffened, and he froze in place.

As soon as Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick was handed forward, it was already under his chin.

"It can't be so weak, right?" a strange feeling rose in Shen Luo's heart.

As a result, as soon as his words fell, he saw the corner of the demon peng's mouth grinning, a smile appeared on his face, and his figure disappeared silently from the spot in an instant.

Shen Luo's expression couldn't help but change slightly, with his insight, he couldn't even see how the demon peng got out for a while.

However, the Monkey King in the picture didn't seem to be surprised at all, and jumped without the slightest delay with the golden hoop stick, and flew directly into the air, and the golden hoop stick in his hand waved to the void somewhere above, and a huge stick shadow rose from the ground, like a towering mountain.

Where the golden hoop rod passed, a powerful qi rose into the sky, directly tearing apart the clouds in the sky above his head, and the figure of the demon peng also emerged.

As soon as he grabbed the void with one hand, a Fang Tian painting halberd appeared in his palm, and his body was vertical, and he came straight to Sun Wukong.

From the two to the present, it is a long story, but in fact, it is only in a blink of an eye, until this moment that the swords and soldiers really meet, and they suddenly fight together, one has the moon shadow under him, and the other is surrounded by blue light.

Both were extremely fast, and Shen Luo had to concentrate to barely keep up with their movements.

I saw Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick spinning endlessly, splashing the sky and beating the stick like flowing water, and the layers of stick shadows split apart with his rapid swing, and the aura of strength stirring between heaven and earth was condensed but not dispersed.

Demon Peng's long halberd is also used exquisitely, although it seems to be not as thick and heavy as the golden hoop stick, but the halberd body and the golden hoop stick bump and bump again and again, but every blow is light, and it just blocks Sun Wukong's attacks one by one with the momentum of four or two thousand catties.

The two of them have passed more than 100 moves in a blink of an eye, Shen Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly found that something was wrong, every blow from the golden hoop stick seemed to be just casual, and there seemed to be no connection between them, but as there were more and more traces left by the stick shadow, a seemingly chaotic and unorganized net gradually emerged.

It turns out that there is a sky outside the sky, and this Monkey King is really extraordinary, and he can actually use the stick to make a formation and establish rules between heaven and earth. Shen Luo couldn't help but exclaim.

As soon as his words fell, as Sun Wukong smashed down with another stick, a ripple suddenly stirred up in the void, spreading along the stick shadow, and soon hooked up all the remaining traces of the stick shadow in the void.

I saw that all the stick shadows were connected with each other, and a golden light formation suddenly emerged, and all the stick shadows converged towards the center, crisscrossing and weaving a trapped cage like a bird's nest, trapping the demon peng in it.

The golden light on the stick shadow was magnificent, and an invisible coercion squeezed in from all directions, and the space around the demon peng was completely blocked, and there was no room for movement, no matter how dexterous the halberd in his hand was, he didn't dare to touch the golden hoop stick, so he could only keep twisting his body, but it didn't help.