The elephant king raised his head to look at Sun Wukong, as the lord of the demon clan, he seldom, almost did not look up to so-and-so.

A thousand years ago, he looked at the Jade Emperor in the clouds like this, and now he looks at Sun Wukong like this.

After a thousand years, looking at two different people, there are always some differences.

At that time, even when facing the lord of the gods, the elephant king was still calm and fearless, but now, he is tired and tired.

Because of his dedication to his duties, the elephant king's eyes were covered with pale red blood all the year round, and he often dried up and shed tears.

I can't understand what it's like to sit in the same position for a thousand years, because I'm human and I can only live a hundred years or less.

But I think, on the high platform, put aside the loneliness, there is only exhaustion, and nothing else.

"Sun Wukong, even if you become a demon, it doesn't mean that you can beat me. ”

The elephant king's eyes narrowed into a line, and his thumb was bent up against the seal hall with the big protruding bone, gently rubbing and pressing.

He felt that his eyes were a little itchy, and from a human point of view, he should be extremely tired.

Sun Wukong crossed his arms in front of his chest, and he looked at the elephant king in the air, his eyebrows raised high, surprised by the fact that he had discovered.

"You're too short!"

The movement of the elephant king's hand suddenly froze, staring at his shadow on the ground.

"Oh!"

He suddenly remembered that he was extremely short, but no one had spoken to him for so many years, even he had forgotten about himself.

"It's a little short, so what?" asked the Elephant King, looking down at the shadow on the ground.

"Uh......"

Sun Wukong tilted his head and thought about it, and finally frowned.

"Like...... Not so good. ”

"A bunch of nonsense!"

The Elephant King's eyes were fierce, and the murderous aura that diffused around his body instantly froze.

He stepped on those murderous aura, which were as sharp as blades, and slowly walked towards Sun Wukong.

His figure flickered in Sun Wukong's sight, and at this speed, even today's monkeys still have difficulty locking his position.

Sun Wukong's eyes turned around, but he couldn't catch the figure of the elephant king, so he could only let the blurred shadow in front of him slowly approach him.

Since he couldn't see him, he simply didn't look at him.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes, raised his hand and raised it flat in front of his chest, and the two black and white cyclones condensed in his palm along his arm, turning into a black and white flower.

He didn't see the monkey, the flower was like a mountain of flowers and fruits.

It's not like the flowers of Huaguo Mountain, but the flowers are like Huaguo Mountain.

In the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, it was as if everything was silent.

The vague shadow of the elephant king, the murderous aura frozen in the air, and the monkey blooming in the palm of the palm, this silence constitutes an incomparably harmonious picture.

In this silence, a light wind suddenly blew and crossed Sun Wukong's ears.

Although Sun Wukong still couldn't find the location of the elephant king, the wind told him that the elephant king was coming, so he crushed the flower in his palm at that moment.

The black and white flowers broke open, like thick ink melted in water, and they spread out one by one.

This splash of ink dyed the heavens and the earth in black and white, dyed the rolling dripping landscapes, and the careless sun, moon and stars.

Between the mountains and the stars, there was a man who had his feet on the ground and his head on the sky, his eyes blazing, and his eyes as deep as the sea.

Such a person must be excellent in a figure painting, but in this landscape painting it seems extremely blinking.

Sun Wukong looked at the man, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and the golden hoop stick in his hand stretched out extremely long, drawing a brilliant spark on the ground, and raised it high, and swung it down violently, wanting to scatter the mountains and stars, and smash down the people between the mountains and stars.

The black qi blurred the elephant king's eyes, and the white qi locked the elephant king's hands and feet, and he couldn't break free from the white cyclone that wrapped around his body no matter what.

He knew that the golden rod was coming at him, but he couldn't dodge it.

So, the elephant king was really knocked down, flew out a long way, crashed into the wall of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and sank deep into the wall.

Sun Wukong knocked down the elephant king, and also broke up the black and white, and the two qi merged into a ball, turbid, and swayed into Sun Wukong's body.

Sun Wukong's face changed, and he instantly turned extremely pale, and a bloodshot overflowed from the corner of his mouth, falling from the air.

That stick hit the elephant king, and at the same time hit Sun Wukong, the monkey has already fused with the demon's qi, regardless of you and me.

Sun Wukong stood up with difficulty, grabbed the golden hoop stick, looked in the direction of the elephant king, and limped over.

In contrast, in addition to his body trapped in the wall, the elephant king looks less embarrassed than Sun Wukong, at least the elephant king has not vomited blood, but his face is a little pale, and he coughs twice from time to time.

The Elephant King stared at Sun Wukong, recalling the feeling of being locked by that white gas just now, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"That's ...... The power of the demon god. ”

Looking up at the position of the core of the formation center at the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, he realized something.

"So, you really handed over the fate of the demon clan to that monkey, I thought it was an illusion before, but I didn't expect it to be true. ”

The elephant king pulled his body out of the wall, jumped to the ground, and looked at Sun Wukong with a complicated look in his eyes.

He couldn't like this high-flying and stupid monkey, and he was a monkey who had fallen into the devil.

When Sun Wukong saw that the elephant king had fallen, he immediately stopped his stumbling steps.

"Hey, I hit you!" Sun Wukong said excitedly.

He grinned widely, and he smiled so happily.

"So what?"

"What do you mean, I've hit you! You say to yourself, how many people in this world can hit you?"

When the elephant king heard this, he frowned at first, and then as if he had thought of something, his brows gradually relaxed.

"It's true that there aren't few, but it's not enough!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he was suddenly a little unhappy.

"What's not enough, come on, let's keep fighting!"

"No need, you won. The Elephant King whispered.

"Why?" Sun Wukong looked puzzled.

"There is no reason, now this Hall of Ten Thousand Demons belongs to you, I hope you can keep it. ”

After the elephant king's gaze swept over the demons of the Bull Demon King one by one, he disappeared in front of the demons.

The next moment, the figure of the elephant king appeared at the door of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and he finally looked back at the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and in the next moment, he could not find it again.

"You chose the monkey, but I don't believe him!"

......

A thousand years ago, the heavenly court defeated the demons, and the demon clan faced the catastrophe of annihilation.

Although the Elephant King single-handedly made the Heavenly Court return in vain, the Jade Emperor's heart-wrenching words when he left put a heavy shackle on the Elephant King.

The elephant king is immortal, and the demon clan is immortal.

From that day on, he lived for the entire demon clan.

"A thousand years ago, you chose me, and I kept the demon clan peaceful for thousands of years, and now, even if you choose that monkey, I don't believe him!"

So, he will live forever......