When the minutes tick by.

When the sun is replaced by the moon.

When the power of heaven and earth within a radius of ten miles from the ruins was gradually absorbed by the Jiao Demon King, it was on the verge of exhaustion, and in Huaguo Mountain, a dead and silent vacuum was formed.

The Jiao Demon King couldn't help but panic again, with his cultivation, extracting the power of heaven and earth within a radius of ten miles was already the limit, and farther away, he couldn't reach it.

On the other hand, looking at the monkey opposite, his spiritual power showed no signs of weakening, as if it was endless.

As if sensing that the spiritual power of the Jiao Demon King was beginning to appear abnormal, the monkey cracked out a hideous sneer, and injected the spiritual power in the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, which became a little stronger.

One trades off the other.

The Jiao Demon King was suddenly suppressed by the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, his body sank, his knees "clicked", and his knees fell to the ground.

In the middle of the ruins, the monkey held the Ruyi golden hoop stick with both hands and smashed it on the top of the head of the Jiao Demon King, who knelt on his knees, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and desperately parried the Ruyi golden hoop stick.

The face of the Jiao Demon King suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

A stream of hot blood erupted from his mouth.

There are injuries.

There is shame and anger.

The monkey on the opposite side is simply an unspeakable monster.

The power is endless, the power is endless!

If he continues like this, he will surely be defeated.

The Jiao Demon King took a deep breath.

Suddenly.

The green muscles burst out, and there was a loud roar.

The aqua-blue spiritual power light that was gradually fading around his body suddenly surged like an ocean, and the blue was dazzling.

Bang!

There was a deep popping sound.

Like thunder.

At the intersection of the spiritual power of the flying sword and the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, the two spiritual powers that were originally biting and devouring each other and grinding and consuming suddenly exploded.

With a dazzling white light shining, the Jiao Demon King's flying sword was annihilated inch by inch in the terrifying white light, turning into ashes.

The Jiao Demon King was directly lifted away, and only after smashing countless rock ruins did he stabilize his body.

Stumbling to his feet.

His clothes were in tatters and he was covered in blood.

Even the palms of both hands turned into dust in the explosion.

But the monkey did not move.

Not a single injury.

His eyes lit up, staring at the miserable Jiao Demon King.

The Jiao Demon King forcibly terminated the spiritual power competition between the two, thus unilaterally being counterattacked.

The Jiao Demon King spat a mouthful of thick blood, his gaze swept over the monkey coldly, he opened his mouth, but did not speak. No matter how many and no matter how vicious the language, at this moment, it is all pale and powerless.

Looking at it again, the old goat spirit in the distance, after a moment of hesitation, the Jiao Demon King's eyes sharpened, dragging the broken body, and in front of everyone's eyes, it turned into a streamer, rushed out of Huaguo Mountain, and plunged into the East China Sea on the edge of Huaguo Mountain.

He actually escaped.

The monkey was stunned for a moment, chased after him, and broke through the sea. But in the vast sea, where is there still the slightest breath of the Jiao Demon King. A big Luo Immortal, even if he is seriously injured, if he wants to escape, the monkey will not be able to stop him.

The monkey's face was gloomy, and the Jiao Demon King did not hesitate to bear the backlash of the damage to his cultivation and the injury of the Dao Ji, and forcibly interrupted the spiritual power confrontation, at least before the spiritual power was exhausted, he retained the power to escape.

It can be seen that he is ruthless and decisive.

The Jiao Demon King, who has the ability to become one of the six saints of the demon clan, seems to be reckless and impulsive, but if it is a matter of life and death, he is calmer and resolute than anyone else, and he is not an idle person after all.

The monkey gripped the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick hatefully, one day, he would let the Jiao Demon King pay for the blood debt.

Return to Huaguo Mountain.

The hill after the war has been razed to the ground.

He and Xiaocao have lived for countless years, but there is no trace of him.

From then on, it will gradually be forgotten by Huaguo Mountain and slowly disappear into history.

ceases to exist.

Perhaps, countless years later, it can prove that it was in the past.

There are only two immortal memories.

With the departure of the Jiao Demon King, his spell restraints were also removed.

After the war, less than half of the creatures in Huaguo Mountain survived and rose from the ruins one after another, full of confusion and sadness.

Soon, someone noticed the old goat spirit, who was alone, and when all their grief turned to anger, they rushed up and surrounded the old goat spirit.

"Liar!"

"Demons!"

"Die......"

Countless red-eyed creatures pounced on the old goat spirit.

The waist of the old goat spirit suddenly became rickety, like the remnant sun, hanging in the twilight.

As soon as he stomped his foot, his body rose from the ground.

Even if it falls to the Golden Immortal, it is not something that ordinary creatures can hurt.

However, less than three feet from the ground, a shadow fell from his head, and the old goat's body stiffened, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet a golden stick, which became bigger and bigger and closer in his eyes.

"Bang!"

The old goat's body smashed straight down from mid-air.

Fall to the ground.

Large expanses of blood flowed from him.

He struggled, and as he sat up tremblingly, he groped a little sluggishly at the two goat's horns on his forehead, where there was only a mass of rotten flesh, which had been smashed to pieces.

He screamed and broke his heart.

But he couldn't stop the spiritual power of his body, like a flood bursting the embankment, overflowing from his body, out of control.

He spent his whole life cultivating a spiritual power, but in a moment, it was all lost, and his cultivation was completely destroyed!

The monkey landed next to the old goat spirit.

His eyes were hollow, and he screamed madly.

The beings of Huaguo Mountain, who were just about to surround them, stagnated their steps, and looked at the monkeys in unison, their eyes were complicated.

Should they blame themselves for wronging the monkeys?

Should they be grateful to the monkey for compromise?

Should they hate monkeys and be desperate?

More than that, however, is fear.

They did not dare to come forward, but they refused to leave.

"What do you have to say?"

The monkey pointed at the old goat spirit paralyzed in a pool of blood with a wishful golden hoop stick, and this kind old man was actually a ruthless and unscrupulous hypocrite.

The golden hoop rod rolled with a fierce breath, and the old goat spirit who was so oppressed that he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and regained a little consciousness, but his face was dead: "Old decay, old decay has nothing to say." ”

"Got it. ”

The monkey raises the wishful golden hoop stick.

The golden stick condensed countless eyes.

Falling towards the top of the old goat's head.

Huaguo Mountain, for a while, was so quiet that it could be heard.

"Wait......"

A weak voice sounded behind him.

The little squirrel limped over the rubble.

“...... Spare his life. ”

The monkey's golden rod froze for a moment.

"He didn't kill anyone with his own hands. ”

The little squirrel's voice, so weak that he could barely hear it, said, "Moreover, he saved my life." ”

Perhaps, even he felt that the reason for his intercession was so pale.

"No, he must die!"

The little squirrel's plea made the creatures in the distance explode.

The crusade was loud and loud.

From love to hate, it is even more unforgettable.

Unforgivable.

The wishful golden hoop stick still fell.

The old goat spirit closed his eyes.

Blood and water were unkempt.

The splashing of sand and gravel and the loud roar made the noise one after another quiet.

The little squirrel's heart was full of loss and sorrow.

The living beings in Huaguo Mountain burst out with earth-shattering cheers, hiding their faces excitedly and crying bitterly.

However, when the smoke clears.

The cheers came to an abrupt end.

The old goat spirit opened his eyes in confusion.

The Ruyi Golden Hoop rod was smashed off and landed on his side, and his only remaining hand was smashed into bloody mud.

However, his life was saved.

The monkey picked up the old goat spirit with both arms lost.

Voices of discontent are rife.

The monkey turned his head and looked around, indifferent.

There was a chilling silence.

The monkey jumped up, carried the old goat essence, grabbed the little squirrel, flew out of the encirclement, and finally plunged into the water curtain hole.

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