Before I could do anything, you fell!

After Sun Wukong defeated the demons, he liked to say such a sentence, but Jiang Hao obviously did not belong to the ranks of being defeated, and this sentence was the first time he had heard it.

But the black robe has heard it no less than ten times, and it stands to reason that he should have gotten used to it a long time ago, but Sun Wukong was almost in front of the lawless this time, and his face was difficult to see for a while, and his green and faint inverted triangular eyes stared at Sun Wukong, and his resentment and hatred seemed to eat him.

"What? are you not convinced?" Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, and the golden hoop stick in his hand hit the black robe, the mana light on it flowed, and the void was constantly twisting and trembling.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a black wooden staff slashed down towards Sun Wukong's head, and the black light on it appeared, emitting a pungent fishy smell, obviously smeared with poison, Sun Wukong frowned, lightly touched his feet, and dodged sideways, and the black robe took this opportunity to dodge to the side.

"Hmph, there's another poisonous scorpion!" Sun Wukong looked at the giant scorpion that stopped in front of him, and snorted coldly, with a little contempt on his face.

"Sun Wukong, this time I will take your dog's life!" The giant scorpion's pupils flashed fiercely, and he pounced towards Sun Wukong, waving the black wooden staff in his hand, and black light flashed, accompanied by bursts of fishy stench.

Some of the monster grass-headed soldiers stood closer, accidentally touched by the black light, and their whole bodies fell directly to the ground, foaming at the mouth and bleeding, and after a short time, they turned into a pool of dark green pus, and the bubbles rolled and sneered.

"What a vicious monster! If you want to kill me, it's up to you to have this luck!" Sun Wukong shouted, the golden hoop stick in his hand pointed forward, and hit the black wooden staff with a bang.

The giant scorpion's complexion changed, her strength was inferior to that of the black robe, and there was not much resistance under the golden hoop rod at all, and she staggered backwards, and every step out of the ground there was a deep footprint, and finally hit an ancient tree with a bang, and the leaves flew and dried down directly.

"It looks like you're probably not going to be able to!" Sun Wukong jumped up and chased after the giant scorpion, waving the golden hoop stick in his hand, as if it was the pillar of optimus, giving people an indescribable oppressive force, and even if the two demons of the black robe and the giant scorpion joined forces, they couldn't stop his attack at all.

On the other side, the winning demon was also stopped by Nezha, the two of them fought back and forth, and the strength of the winning demon also reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, which was only slightly worse than Nezha, but it was not much, and it was impossible to tell the winner in a short time.

"Demon, I'll meet you for a while!" Erlang God was the first to notice Jiang Hao, his figure flashed, and he turned into a golden light and rushed towards Jiang Hao, and the cold light on the three-pointed two-edged knife flickered, pointing directly at Jiang Hao's throat.

Erlang God and Nezha can be said to be the two great generals of the Heavenly Court, and their strength is still above Nezha, and the three-pointed two-edged knife is like living in his hands, carrying the momentum of heaven and earth, and pressing down on Jiang Hao's head, as if he wants to crush him.

"It's a pity!" Jiang Hao's gaze swept over the heavenly eye on Erlang God's forehead, a little disappointed, the heavenly eye of Erlang God in this world is also not a magic weapon but his own natural eye, which is not attractive to Jiang Hao in an instant.

Seeing that the three-pointed two-edged knife was about to cut Jiang Hao in half, Jiang Hao threw a punch, and the golden light on the fist flashed, as if it was made of gold, and it hit the blade directly.

While!

The fist hit the blade, making a sound of gold and stone colliding, Erlang God's face changed, and he only felt a huge force coming from the hilt, and the force was so great that he felt that he couldn't hold it, and his arm was slightly sore.

Erlang God swung the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand hard, but he couldn't take advantage of it at all, Jiang Hao just waved his fist lightly, and blocked all his fierce attacks, and occasionally punched out, forcing him to defend back.

"What a demon!" Erlang God shouted, the heavenly eye on his forehead suddenly opened, and the golden light inside flowed, bursting towards Jiang Hao, at the same time, a vicious wind rushed behind Jiang Hao, but it was the Roaring Sky Dog who took the opportunity to pounce on him, opening his mouth wide, his fangs hideous, and the water flowed.

Rumble!

Jiang Hao's pupils also burst out with a golden light, colliding with the golden light in Erlang Shentian's eyes, a loud noise came out, and there was a shaking around, and mana ripples surged out, flying out the surrounding monsters and grass-headed gods.

At the same time, Jiang Hao's left foot lightly hooked, and with a bang, he kicked on the stomach of the Howling Sky Dog, and the Roaring Sky Dog wailed, and flew out directly, crashing into a large hall with a bang, and the dust flew and scattered all over the ground.

"Roaring Heavenly Dog!" Erlang God's face tightened, and the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand was even harder, and the golden mana light lingered around him, majestic and extraordinary, and the sky shook with every move.

But Jiang Hao didn't care, his right hand was lightly opened, and his backhand slapped towards Erlang Zhenjun, the yin and yang in the palm of his hand swirled, and the void continued to tremble and twist, as if it would shatter and collapse at any time.

Boom!

Erlang God only felt that his arms were numb, and the three-pointed two-edged knife flew out directly, and fell to the ground with a bang, and there were many tiny cracks on the blade, and the light was dim, and he himself was slapped on his body by Jiang Hao, as if he had been hit by a hammer, and he sank into the ground with a bang, and the armor on his body had been torn apart.

This is still the result of Jiang Hao's mercy, otherwise there will probably be only one Erlang ghost in this world.

"Erlang Zhenjun, I'm here to help you!" Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was not far away, noticed the movement here, his face changed, and the mutton fat jade net bottle in his hand was thrown into the air.

The white light on the jade bottle flickered, and the bubbling water flew out from the mouth of the bottle, rushing towards Jiang Hao, falling like a waterfall, and the roaring sound continued to sound, setting off a splash.

Jiang Hao had a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and with a flip of his right hand, the golden light flickered, causing whirlpool ripples in the void, just like a bottomless abyss, absorbing these water streams cleanly, and the mutton fat jade net bottle claimed to be able to hold the water of "three rivers and four seas", but compared to the world in his palm, it couldn't turn over the slightest ripple at all.

"This ......" Guanyin looked startled, his brows furrowed slightly, and seeing that the mutton fat jade net bottle could not work, he simply whisked the dust in his hand and hit Jiang Hao.

The dust spread towards Jiang Hao like a river jade belt, overwhelming the sky, and the silver silk threads flew out, leaving dazzling traces in the void.

"It's useless!" Jiang Hao didn't care, his right hand flipped over, and the yin and yang in his palm swirled, and he grabbed the dust.

Click, click!

As soon as the Buddha dust came into contact with the two qi of yin and yang, it made a burst of sounds, as if it had met a nemesis, and it continued to break, but in an instant, the dust in Guanyin's hand was only a dust handle, and the pale silver silk thread in front of it was tightly turned into crumbs.

The aura of this world is not too bad compared with the Journey to the West world, but it is obviously inferior to the Journey to the West world in terms of heritage and power ceiling, and most of the Lingshan Bodhisattva Buddha's cultivation is in the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, even Guanyin, a famous master of the Three Realms, is also stuck in the peak realm of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and in addition to not doing it with others for a long time, the strength is much worse than defeating the Buddha Sun Wukong.

"Demon, don't be rampant!" A Bodhisattva shouted, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Jiang Hao, the Buddha light in the sword body was bright, and countless Buddha seals appeared on the surface, bringing up a burst of Sanskrit sounds, which had the effect of confusing people's hearts.

However, this is like a mosquito chirping for Jiang Hao, and it has no effect except for being a little annoying.

Click!

Jiang Hao slapped out with a palm, and the sword was directly broken into two, and the Bodhisattva was also pale, and hurriedly retreated to the side, Guanyin and Erlang God saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Jiang Hao and fought together.

"You're not ......?"

The chaos on Donghua Mountain, countless monsters are fighting everywhere, and they have long been scattered by the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, until the movement here is getting bigger and bigger, and Zhu Bajie saw the movement here in the bloody battle, frowning, and showing incomprehension.

"I didn't expect you to remember me!Zhu Bajie, I will definitely spare you today!" Jiang Hao's heart jumped, Zhu Bajie's big mouth he had seen before, and he hurriedly interrupted him with a loud shout, and a golden light burst out from his pupils, flying towards Zhu Bajie like a sharp blade.

Rumble!

Zhu Bajie's face changed, and he hurriedly waved the Zen staff in his hand to block the golden light, and before he could take a breath, Jiang Hao punched him, completely dragging him out of the battle, not giving him a chance to speak again.

Jiang Hao is one enemy and three here, and he does not lose the slightest advantage, but the situation on Donghua Mountain is very different, under the joint efforts of a group of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, no matter how many demon soldiers are not enough to kill, the blood plasma dyes the entire Donghua Mountain into a piece of red, and the sea of blood in the corpse mountain exudes a strong fishy smell, and the monsters begin to show a rout.

Bang!

The golden hoop rod crossed an arc in mid-air, passing through the gap in the shadow of the staff, the black robe and the giant scorpion were swept by the stick wind, and flew out upside down, their faces were as white as paper, and their chests were even more bloody and blurry, even if the two demons joined forces, they were not Sun Wukong's opponents at all, but they just held on for a moment longer.

On the other side, the winning demon also failed to dodge the Qiankun circle quietly thrown out by Nezha, he was dizzy and dizzy after being smashed, and the big knife in his hand also flew out, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

With the fall of the three demons, the morale of the demon soldiers under the command of Wutian completely collapsed, and no one dared to rush forward, chased and killed by a group of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, like ants doused with hot water, scattered and fled.