Sun Wukong turned around, but he found that Tang Seng and the white dragon horse behind him were gone!

At this time, there was a sudden strange sound in the dark forest.

"Who?" asked Sun Wukong, holding the golden hoop stick across his chest, vigilantly.

"Others say that Sun Wukong is brave and strategic, but in my opinion, Sun Wukong is just a coward!"

After the word "generation" was finished, a tall and thin person, dressed in white, holding a white fan, and with delicate facial features, walked out.

This person Sun Wukong is all too familiar with - the blue-faced ghost!

"Hey, hey, Monkey King, do you remember me?" a burst of silver bell-like laughter came from behind the tree.

A "man" with a bewitching face and nine tails behind him walked out - Su Daji!

"Aren't you dead?" Sun Wukong was startled, but then he thought that he was now in a fantasy realm, and everything in front of him was an illusion.

"Monster, eat my old grandson!" Sun Wukong raised the golden hoop stick and was about to rush over, but at this moment, a feeling of dizziness came.

Sun Wukong only felt that the sky was spinning for a while.

With a "dang" sound, the golden hoop stick fell to the ground, and Sun Wukong fell down with his head in his hands.

The blue-faced ghost and Su Daji looked at Sun Wukong expressionlessly, their faces wrapped in a faint red light, looking extremely weird.

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Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a pig's head!

Sun Wukong was startled, and he pushed the pig's head away in front of him.

Hearing only the sound of "oops", Zhu Bajie got up from the ground, and he said angrily: "You monkey, what are you crazy about?"

"Eight precepts?" Sun Wukong exclaimed.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" beside Sun Wukong, Sha Seng was woken up, he looked at the startled Sun Wukong, and asked in surprise.

"Senior Brother Sha?" Sun Wukong exclaimed again.

"Goku. Ahead, Tang Seng sat up from the bed.

"Master?" Sun Wukong was completely stunned.

"You monkey, you talk in your dreams and go crazy. Zhu Bajie lay down on the bed again and wrapped himself in the quilt, but the quilt was too small, and Zhu Bajie's feet were always exposed.

"What's going on?what about Su Daji???," Sun Wukong muttered in a low voice.

Although his voice was low, it was still heard by the sand monk.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? What Su Daji, what blue-faced ghost?" asked the sand monk.

Sun Wukong looked at the sand monk in front of him, and quickly flew up, and in a blink of an eye, the golden hoop stick had appeared in his hand.

"This ............" Sha Seng looked at Sun Wukong, who looked cautious, a little at a loss: "Senior brother, you ............ What's wrong with you?"

Sun Wukong stared at the sand monk word by word and said, "Who are you?"

"Senior brother, I'm ............ I'm Senior Brother Sha. Sha Seng was completely stunned.

"Wukong, what are you doing here?" Tang Seng was obviously frightened, because he had never seen Sun Wukong like this.

But Sun Wukong didn't seem to hear Tang Seng's words, he walked towards Sha Seng step by step, and an extremely strong murderous aura emanated from his body.

The sand monk stepped back step by step, retreating and retreating, he retreated to the corner, and there was no road behind him.

But Sun Wukong has already arrived in front of him, and the golden hoop stick has also been smashed down.

This stick, Sha Seng can't dodge, and he can't block it.

But at this moment, Sun Wukong suddenly threw the golden hoop stick, he covered his head, and rolled on the ground in pain.

On the side, Tang Seng's eyes were closed, and there were words in his mouth.

Sun Wukong covered his head, climbed to Tang Seng's feet, pulled his clothes, and pleaded: "Master............ Master............ Please............ Don't read it............ Don't read it............"

But Tang Seng was unmoved.

"Hmmm............ Om Mani Horn Mi ............ "Tang Seng not only didn't stop, but read faster."

"Ahh

He slammed his head into the wall, shattering it and blowing in a bitter cold wind.

"Master, Master!" Sun Wukong's head hurt more and more, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, but just a moment before he was about to faint, his head suddenly stopped hurting.

Next to him, Tang Seng opened his eyes.

"Master............" Sun Wukong was extremely weak, and he could only lie on the ground now, because he no longer had the strength to stand up again.

Tang Seng, Sha Seng, and Zhu Bajie walked out together, Zhu Bajie helped Tang Seng, and Sha Seng ran over to help Sun Wukong.

"Wukong, I always teach you as a teacher, you have to live in harmony with each other, and you just kill monsters, but why do you want to kill Wujing?" Tang Seng asked.

"Yes, Senior Brother, what happened to you just now?" asked Sha Seng.

Sun Wukong can be sure that the three people in front of him are Tang Seng, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng.

"That's not right!" Sun Wukong shook his head suddenly.

It was already 500 years ago that he learned scriptures from the West, and now, he is in the illusion, and everything in front of him is an illusion!

"Monster, don't try to deceive my grandson!" Sun Wukong shouted angrily, he endured his headache and jumped up.

This stick hit Tang Seng in the head!

Tang Seng stayed where he was, he never dreamed that Sun Wukong would kill him.

Listening to the sound of "dang", the nine-tooth nail rake blocked the golden hoop rod.

But the strength of this stick was too great, and Zhu Bajie sat directly on the ground.

"Master, run!" Zhu Bajie desperately blocked Sun Wukong.

"Okay! monster, then Lao Sun will kill you first!" Sun Wukong picked up the golden hoop stick, and the nine-toothed nail rake flew out, and he kicked Zhu Bajie to the ground.

Sun Wukong's eyes are red and his face is full of murderous energy, and now he doesn't look like a fighting Buddha at all, but like a vicious murderer.

"Youkai, let's die!" Before he finished speaking, the golden hoop rod had already been smashed down.

Zhu Bajie closed his eyes in despair.

But in the next second, Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick stopped in the air. Next to him, Tang Seng recited the mantra again.

Sun Wukong had a splitting headache, he endured the pain and wanted to kill Zhu Bajie, but he looked at Zhu Bajie who fell to the ground, and he couldn't do it for a while - it was Zhu Bajie after all.

With a "dang" sound, the golden hoop stick fell to the ground.

"Ah!!!h

This time, Tang Seng recited the mantra ninety-nine and eighty-one times.

Eighty-one times!

Later, Sun Wukong's head was even numb, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore, but he could feel the endless pain.

I don't know how long Tang Seng's mantra has been recited, and Sun Wukong's head doesn't know how long it hurts. Slowly, he lost consciousness in numbness and pain............