At this moment, the grass-headed gods arrived, and they instantly stabbed behind the evil spirits, and those evil spirits were defenseless, and the knife directly penetrated their bodies.

However, in the next second, the evil spirits turned around, and the knife inserted into their bodies was corroded.

The grass-headed god was stunned, and in this gap, the evil spirit plunged the knife into the grass-headed god's body.

The grass-headed gods looked at the knife in their bodies, their eyes widened in disbelief, and then they fell straight down.

Blood, everywhere.

The evil spirits smiled evilly, pulled out the knife in the grass god's body, and continued to approach the four heavenly kings.

Suddenly, the magistrate's feet exploded, and with a bang, the seven evil ghosts, the military judge, and the black and white impermanence were blown up into the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Not far away, Sun Wukong carried a golden hoop stick, patted his thigh and smiled.

The Four Heavenly Kings got out because of this, and they collected their spells and showed their magic weapons.

Mo Liqing held the Qingfeng sword, only to see that the sword was more than three feet long, and there was a green dragon tattooed on the back of the sword. Mo Liqing's move was full of rain, and countless flying swords were born in an instant, and those flying swords directly passed through the body of the evil spirit, and blood holes appeared on the body of the evil spirit. This time, the evil spirit fell.

Morihai held a lute, which had four strings on it, and each time one of them was played, it would emit a different magic sound, and the listener would dance and become insane, and soon his heart would burst and he would vomit blood and die.

Mo Lihong held the mixed yuan umbrella, only to see him silently recite a spell, the mixed yuan umbrella suddenly opened, countless evil spirits were sucked into the umbrella, the screams were endless, less than a cup of tea was silent, the blood in the umbrella flowed, and the evil spirits flew away.

Mo Lishou held the purple gold flower fox mink in his hand, and the purple gold flower fox mink was snow-white without a trace of miscellaneous hair, and as soon as he let go, he made a "whoosh" sound and rushed towards the evil spirit. The purple golden-flowered fox marten can swallow an evil spirit in one bite, and after a while, the evil spirits will be eaten to the point that there is no residue left.

The hundreds of evil spirits were all scattered in an instant, and the remaining little ghosts were killed and injured, and it can be said that Wen Zhong and the others would definitely be defeated.

The military judges, black and white impermanence struggled to get up, they picked up their weapons and rushed towards the Four Heavenly Kings.

As soon as the Qingfeng Sword came out, in less than ten rounds, the military judge and the black and white impermanence were beheaded.

Over there.

Wen Zhong and Yang Jian still fought inextricably, fighting for hundreds of rounds, but still did not win or lose.

At this moment, the two of them were exhausted. Wen Zhong panted and said, "Yang Jian, why do you want to be like this! My Lord Demon has always admired you, I promise, as long as you submit to my Lord, you will definitely have a bright future, if you want, the position of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm can be given to you." ”

"Hmph!" Yang Jian snorted coldly and said, "Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, if you want Yang Jian to return to the Demon Dao, go dream!"

"Yang Jian, you don't want to think about it, the Jade Emperor has countless capable people, for thousands of years, except for Sun Wukong making trouble in the Heavenly Palace and asking you to save the emergency, how many times has it been reused for you? I know you are capable, but are you willing?" Wen Zhong said.

"Wen Zhong, the duty of the immortals is to protect the peace of the Three Realms and preside over the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, not to compete for fame and fortune, if it is really as you said, then what is the difference between us and those ordinary people? Okay, you don't have to say it, we can't be fellow travelers. Yang Jian said.

At this time, Sun Wukong also came over and said: "Wen Zhong, you don't want to talk here, since ancient times, gods and demons have not been separated, and my old grandson will definitely finish you off with his own hands today!"

With that, Sun Wukong rushed towards Wen Zhong, and Yang Jian followed.

The three of them fought again, Wen Zhong was already exhausted, and with one against two, he was knocked to the ground by Sun Wukong in less than a few rounds.

Wen Zhong spurted out a mouthful of blood, struggled a few more times, and died. His eyes were wide open, as if he was unwilling.

The rest of the imps were also eliminated, and Yang Jian and the others were fine, but they suffered a little skin trauma.

"Erlang Zhenjun, without further ado, let's hurry up and save the master!" Sun Wukong said.

"Good. Yang Jian nodded, and then the two of them worked together to smash the red door.

Tang Seng, the white bone spirit, and the plague demon appeared in front of him.

Three brand-new statues hung over their heads, and they were motionless and unhuman.

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong looked at each other and nodded, and then the two worked together again to smash the statue. But in the next second, something unexpected happened. The mana of the two could not break the statue, but was sucked into it.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, waved his hand to the people behind him, and said, "Everyone come over to help!"

The Four Heavenly Kings, Little White Dragon, Roaring Heavenly Dog, Yang Jian, and the grass-headed gods transmitted all their mana to Sun Wukong's body, and then, Sun Wukong gathered his energy and concentrated, and then roared, sending out a powerful shock wave.

With a "boom", the earth began to tremble, and the walls of the Senluo Hall also cracked, and all the chairs and tables were shattered.

Sun Wukong and the others took a few steps back.

"Hahahaha!! at this moment, a burst of laughter reached everyone's ears. The laughter was low and hoarse, like that of a demon.

The statues on the heads of the three Tang monks disappeared, and the three of them fell to the ground, turning into a dried corpse.

Behind them, a three-meter-tall monster with two heads and eight arms appeared. This monster was covered in iron and blue, with a hideous face, eight hands with all kinds of weapons, and several skulls tied to his feet, and he roared angrily, deafeningly, and could be heard from eight hundred miles away.

"Hahahaha!!" was another burst of demonic laughter.

"It's been a thousand years!hahahaha!! I'm back!"

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