"Why do you want to fight with Lao Sun?" The golden hoop stick hit the ground hard, the whole ground trembled, Sun Wukong raised his head and looked at the black bear spirit with a dark eye!

"I've long heard that the Monkey King is very strong, but I haven't had a chance to see it, now that the Monkey King is here, then I'll just try to see if it's the Monkey King, your stick is heavy or my gun is heavy!"

After the black bear spirit finished speaking, the black light in his hand slowly swirled, and a big black-brown spear suddenly appeared, and all the void near this black spear was distorted, as if this void could not carry the weight of this black spear!

"Black Bear Spirit, you really don't know the height of the sky, the Great Sage is also something you can challenge? Poor Dao is here to clean you up!" As soon as the Black Bear Spirit's voice fell, a Taoist priest with a mustache not far behind Sun Wukong slowly revealed his figure, and he was about to step forward with a whisk in his hand!

"En?" Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick swept down the Taoist priest's scalp with a howling wind, blocking the front of the Taoist priest: "Didn't you hear that he was going to challenge me? Want to die?" Sun Wukong's fangs were exposed, and his eyes were staring at the Taoist priest with murderous intent!

The Taoist priest's face turned pale instantly, and his body involuntarily took two steps back!

There was a constant flicker of light around him, and in the blink of an eye, countless Terran monks appeared!

"Old Daoist Wang, slap the horse on the horse's hooves, do you really think that monkey is something you can touch?" Wujizi shook his shoulders and walked over: "Speaking of which, your Ziwei Palace is becoming more and more faceless and skinless! I heard that a few days ago, in order to catch an ordinary mortal girl, you actually lost seven powerhouses in the Transformation Stage?"

Wujizi's words suddenly made the eight-character Hu Daoist face red, and the faces of the seven god-transforming monks who were caught by Wang Hu and Zhu Bajie before behind him were also a little ugly.

"Wujizi, I respect you as a senior, and I don't have the same knowledge as you, but you don't want to talk nonsense here to slander me Ziwei Palace, and the deity Ziwei Palace Wang Tianhu, but he is not the old Wang Taoist priest in your mouth!"

"Oh, Lao Wang is angry! Lao Zhang, am I wrong?" Wujizi turned his head and looked at a Taoist priest with white hair on the other side!

The old Taoist's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he took two quick steps to avoid Wujizi and said with a reluctant smile: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Wujizi Daoist, it is better for us to unite as one at the moment of the great enemy!"

"Unity, hehe, of course we must unite!" Wujizi glanced at Sun Wukong, who was standing still in front of everyone, and did not speak again!

"Black Bear, do you really want to fight me?" Sun Wukong walked forward slowly, the golden hoop stick in his hand danced gently, and streams of golden spiritual power continued to vibrate around him, rolling up countless rubbles around him!

"Of course, this stop will be the battle of the old bear and my fame, and from today onwards, the entire demon clan will remember my name as the bear king of the Black Wind Mountain Split!" The black bear spirit also walked out step by step, the black big gun in his hand became more and more intense, and he kept trembling, and everyone could feel the excitement of this big gun!

"Then do you know what price you have to pay for this stop?" Sun Wukong grinned, his mouth full of fangs exposed!

"Of course, but I have to fight at this stop!" The Black Bear King roared again, and his body instantly became bigger and rushed towards Sun Wukong!

"Come on, let me see the ability of the Lieshan Bear!" Sun Wukong also shouted, waving the golden hoop stick and rushing forward!

"Boom!" Countless rocks exploded around him, and at the highest point of the Black Wind Mountain, the golden hoop rod finally collided with the black big gun.

This seemed to blow the horn of the battle on the entire battlefield, and countless demon clans rushed out from the black demon qi, while the sword light on the other side was galloping, the glow was dazzling, and countless Terran monks also rushed out!

A loud crane roar resounded in the sky, and the White Crane King spread his wings and flew over the Black Wind Mountain, rushing towards the opposite monk's army camp at a very fast speed, and the sword immortal who had been holding a long sword in his hand and was silent on the opposite side suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the white crane in the sky: "It's so strong, but I like it!"

Night Elvis Presley is walking through the crowd with a special black scythe in his hand, like a god of death harvesting souls, and every step that falls indicates that a life is being harvested!

The White Bone Spirits and the Yellow Wind Monster all rushed into the battlefield, but they were instantly overwhelmed by the battlefield, and even if they were as strong as them, they still couldn't turn the tide!

Wang Hu stood on the top of a mountain, looked at Bai Wushuang, the white tiger beside him, and said, "Little brother, be careful, remember to survive!"

Bai Wushuang smiled shyly, but nodded firmly, Bai Wushuang's aura at this moment was obviously very different from a day ago, this was a change in temperament, and now Bai Wushuang was obviously more dangerous!

"Whoosh!" A sword aura flew past Wang Hu's ears, and at the same time, an arrogant voice came: "You are very good, stay and be my mount!"

Wang Hu looked up and saw that not far from him a figure was floating in the air, this was a young man, quite arrogant, like a dog!

"Boy, do you know what will happen to all those who plan to take me as a mount?" Wang Hu pushed Bai Wushuang away, and said to Bai Wushuang who still wanted to speak: "Go do your own thing, this is my war!"

Slowly pulling out the bone knife on his waist, Wang Hu cracked his mouth and laughed gloomily: "It seems that the rather tangled question of who to help fight, but now he has no choice!"

"No matter what they do, the deity is something you can't defeat! If you know each other, you will obediently turn into the body and let the deity ride it!" The young man stretched out his hand and pinched the trick, and there were a full nine long swords around him, and there was a color flickering on each long sword, and at this moment, all the tips of the swords were aimed at Wang Hu!

"It's up to you, the scattered immortals who have survived an immortal tribulation, want to ride me, Lao Tzu is responsible for telling you today, you will die!" Wang Hu looked at the arrogant young man in front of him very seriously, but his heart was extremely angry: "You want to have a foundation with Lao Tzu, you dead shemale is dead!"

"Haha, just rely on your Tiger Demon at the peak of Yuanying?" the young man laughed, his face full of disdain!

"Then let's try it!" Wang Hu roared, his whole body was full of golden light, and at the same time, the three demonstrators and two moon blades shot out in an instant, and suddenly shrouded the young man!

As soon as he made a move, Wang Hu instantly used all his strength, since the original ** Xuan Gong was strengthened by Brother Monkey, he has never fought with such full strength, this time he can finally fight heartily!

"Bajie, what's wrong over there?" Tang Seng on the white dragon horse listened to the endless shouting and killing in the distance, and asked Brother Pig next to him with some doubts!

"What about the fight? Brother Monkey is fighting!" Brother Pig said with a casual face!

"Let's go, Wukong's murderous intent is too heavy, don't let him kill easily!" Tang Seng looked worried!

Brother Zhu nodded disappreciatively, and laughed: "Master, are you sure you really want to go over and have a look now?"

Tang Seng glanced at Zhu Bajie suspiciously, and then nodded emphatically: "The poor monk traveled west all the way to Pudu sentient beings, of course he has to go!"

"The white dragon horse is gone!" Zhu Bajie nodded, and the nine-toothed nail rake in his hand swung violently and slapped it heavily on the white horse's buttocks!

The white horse neighed angrily, turned his head and glared at Zhu Bajie fiercely, but the four hooves shook off and carried Tang Seng towards the direction of Black Wind Mountain!

"Hehe, old pig, I actually beat the dragon, yes, it feels good!" Zhu Bajie laughed twice, and also threw off his two big thick legs and chased after Tang Seng!

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