Sun Wukong hugged the jade rabbit essence who was unconscious at the moment, and seemed to be much calmer in the cold wind. Before the storm, there is always a lot of peace.

Sun Wukong gently hugged Guo Xiang'er, and used the gentlest voice in his life: "I said that I will definitely protect you, and I will not leave you if you are in danger." Master, you take care of Xiang'er for me. ”

Sun Wukong had a solemn expression on one side of his face: "I'll go back and get the antidote." ”

"We want to keep everyone together. Zhu Bajie clenched the sword in his hand, these guys no longer used the previous blades, and all of them were replaced by long swords. There is only one reason, that is, their master, Chen Xiansen, is not a monk!

Chen's true identity is the descendant of a generation of sword gods, the new successor of the Qiankun Sword Sect, and the head of the great Qiankun Sword Sect. So, why don't they use swords?

"No, I'm alone. You must immediately take Bunny to the nearest city to heal her, and the poisonous wounds on her body may attack her heart at any time. Sun Wukong clenched his fists, and his eyes widened suddenly: "Listen to me!"

Several people's hearts were shocked at the same time.

"So be it. The situation in front of him is not suitable for more discussion, and the Nine Heavens Emperor directly clapped his decision: "Wukong, you have to be careful yourself." ”

Sun Wukong reflexively jumped back to his chasing horse, while Guanyin quickly jumped to hug the unconscious Jade Rabbit Essence, and nodded solemnly at Sun Wukong: "Be careful." ”

"Drive!"

The five chasing horses rushed forward, and Sun Wukong clapped his hands on the horse under him, walked aside, and turned around to blow the long robe in the cold wind.

Sun Wukong's eyes burst out with a burst of blood-red light at this moment, and the killing machine covered like a river and a sea: "Come on!

Sun Wukong's figure flew up suddenly, and as soon as his palms were folded cross-legged in the air, a burst of majestic Buddha light instantly spread to the heavens and the earth: "Buddha statue golden body!"

The strength of this color monkey is not what it used to be, and it can easily unleash a powerful Buddha golden body attack without using a 10,000-year-old secret method. In the void, a sacred Buddha statue diffuses a dazzling Buddha light.

The Buddha's light is boundless, and in an instant, it met the people who were chasing up from the sky, and under the light of the Buddha, it blocked the pace of everyone's pursuit, and the figures of Guanyin and other people quickly disappeared into the night.

"Run away with the other six, take down this bald monk, kill him!"

The attacks in the sky were beating densely like raindrops, but the killing intent in Sun Wukong's eyes was even stronger: "Buddha also has fire!"

The golden body of the Buddha statue in the void slapped with both palms, and suddenly struck out a ball of golden palm prints similar to flames, and slammed it over, overturning several people at once. Blood was vomited in the night sky, and the figure fell to the ground.

"Who put the poison dart?" Sun Wukong's eyes widened, and his blood-red pupils burst out with a chilling light. He is a monk, but this moment is more like Shura.

Rumble!

A strong impact broke through the golden body of the Buddha statue of Sun Wukong, however, it could not hurt the true body with the golden cicada robe around the master.

Sun Wukong slapped his backhand, and the shadow of Luohan's fist shook the night sky, and instead of retreating, he bombarded it in the direction of the largest crowd.

Burst!

One person was knocked away, blood vomited wildly, and all internal organs seemed to be burned like fire at this moment. Sun Wukong's punch, a mouthful of blood from the other party sprayed directly into his face.

In an instant, Sun Wukong's face was stained with blood, red and hideous, grabbed the man's collar, and roared with a hideous expression: "Who released the poison dart!"

The man was already dying, and the divine token in his hand turned out, ready to crush it. Unexpectedly, today's Monkey King didn't give him this opportunity at all, and his blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent.

A palm was imprinted on his chest, the divine light flashed, and the divine token was subconsciously crushed, but what he brought back was only a corpse.

Sun Wukong went crazy for the first time in the realm of true gods, and at this moment, everyone realized that the seven people who they were desperately tracking were not the soft persimmons they imagined they could slaughter.

As for the bald monk in front of them, their combat strength was against the sky, and they fled not because they were unable to cope with the attack in front of them, but because they were worried about falling into a siege and fearing that a strong man like Gong Bufan would appear.

Rumble!

Sun Wukong had already swung out the Vajra wand derived from the golden hoop stick, and under the bombardment, those figures were defeated and vomited blood and died. The sky covered by the whole night was soaked with blood, and the smell of blood spread to the heavens and the earth.

Sun Wukong stood in the air, holding the King Kong Descending Wand in one hand, which emitted a golden divine light. At this time, he was covered in blood, his face was as hideous as a demon from hell, and the cold killing machine filled the heavens and the earth, enveloping all directions.

"Say, who put the poison dart!" said as he continued to kill.

"He's not a monk, he's a demon! Go! Go! He's crazy!"

The people who were still arrogant and besieged the sky were almost collapsed at this moment, desperately trying to escape. However, Sun Wukong didn't give them a chance at all, except for quickly crushing the god token and leaving, he fell in a pool of blood.

Although the treasure clothes are important, they can't compare to their lives, and now all they think about is to escape, and they have been completely defeated.

"You're a monk! You're a monk, how can a monk kill!" someone shouted tremblingly, they really didn't want to be killed back to the original world: "You will go down to the eighteenth layer of Shura Hell!"

Sun Wukong twisted a person's throat with one hand, and his eyes burst out with a crazy cold light: "For my rabbit, I won't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

Click!

The throat was directly screwed off, the cold wind stirred the cold killing machine, and finally someone collapsed, tremblingly pointing to the back of a figure who had escaped nearly 100 meters: "It's him! It's him! Qiu Wan poison! It's him who released the poison dart!"

Ben also wanted to take advantage of the overwhelming crowd to take down Sun Wukong, but unexpectedly......

Swish!

Sun Wukong's figure flashed like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it had descended behind Qiu Wan's poison. There was a sound of breaking the air, and several poison darts shot towards Sun Wukong's body in several directions.

Sure enough, it was him!

The killing intent in Sun Wukong's eyes surged, and the Vajra Descending Wand in his hand swept out, knocking the several poison darts away at the same time, pointing directly at Qiu Wan's back.

Qiu Wan's poisonous heart trembled violently, feeling the incomparably powerful deterrent power, his pupils opened suddenly, and he almost subconsciously reached out to his body, wanting to take the divine token.

How could Sun Wukong not guard against his move? The palm wind was like lightning, and it suddenly hit Qiu Wanxin's arm, and with a muffled bang, Qiu Wanpoison's figure was shot away for several meters.

The moment he landed, Sun Wukong's figure descended like a ghost, blocking all the key points on his body, making him unable to move.

"Antidote!" the voice rang out coldly.

Qiu Wan's poisonous pupils were frightened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said tremblingly: "I...... I ......"

Sun Wukong's eyes were crazy with murderous intent: "I don't want to hear nonsense!"

"I'll give it to you. Qiu Wanxin exclaimed in horror and said in a trembling voice, "However, you have to promise to let me go." ”

"Okay, I promise you. Sun Wukong nodded very simply, the murderous intent in his eyes faded like a tide, and his eyes stared at Qiu Wanxin: "I just need the antidote." ”

Qiu Wanxin lowered his head, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he quickly returned to normal and raised his eyes: "Why should I believe you?"

"Monks don't speak. Sun Wukong spoke seriously.

"Okay, you give me the acupuncture first, and I'll give you the antidote. Qiu Wanfu breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice.

Sun Wukong shot extremely quickly and unlocked Qiu Wan's acupuncture points. Qiu Wanxin slowly reached out and reached into his pocket, and suddenly his eyes burst into chestnut color, and a flying arrow shot out from his pocket, aiming directly at Sun Wukong's chest.

At the same time, Qiu Wanxin quickly took out the divine token and pinched it hard. In a flash of light, a sharp pain in the heart resounded, and Qiu Wanfu felt as if his body had been torn apart.

No, it was really torn apart, and the arm holding the divine token was directly torn off by an incomparably powerful force, a hideous and terrifying scene.

The divine light flashed, and the divine token took away only an arm.

"Ahh

Qiu Wan Poison felt like a sharp pain in the heart of ten thousand ants, or even more intense, and his entire arm was torn off, as if he had been bitten directly by a wild beast, and his screams soared into the sky.

What his gaze touched was an eye that was a hundred times colder than that of a beast.

Sun Wukong's face was stained with blood, as if he couldn't hear Qiu Wan's poisonous screams at all, and the blood soaked into his eyes. Sun Wukong wiped it lightly and said lightly: "I don't want you to make such senseless jokes with me again." ”

The unprecedented feeling of pain made Qiu Wan's body tremble violently, and the blood on his arm gushed out like a spring, and his heart was torn, and this demonic voice seemed to directly stab his soul.

The Divine Token is gone, and he has no hope of escaping at the end. Without the Divine Spirit Token, he couldn't return to the original world at all, and at this moment of life, Qiu Wanxin felt how fragile life was.

Bleeding so much that his lips turned pale, and he trembled: "I'll give you!"

"No kidding?"

"No, absolutely not. ”

Sun Wukong smiled, and his blood-stained face showed that smile that was extremely hideous. He took a porcelain bottle handed over by Qiu Wanxin, and suddenly looked up: "How can I be sure, this antidote is real? ”

Shout!

Qiu Wanxin was soon hit by his own poison dart, and then, Sun Wukong quickly fed him the antidote, and after observing for a while, he nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you for your cooperation." ”

Qiu Wan's poisonous heart was relieved, and he suddenly ......

Bang!

Without warning, a palm print fell on Qiu Wan's chest. Qiu Wan's poisonous pupils widened to the extreme, and he felt that his vitality was flowing like a tide: "You...... You said you wouldn't kill me. ”

"Monks don't speak. Sun Wukong stood up expressionlessly: "It's a special language." ”

This is a bloody night hell, the golden cicada robe that exudes golden light on Sun Wukong's body is also faintly blood-red, his face is covered with thick traces of blood, and he looks at Qiu Wan's poisonous corpse again with an expressionless face.

Sun Wukong also has reverse scales, Qiu Wan's poison almost made the Jade Rabbit Essence die, even if the real Buddha came to dissuade him, Sun Wukong would not let him live.

There was a cold dead silence all around, and the monk was angry and scattered corpses all over the place.

"Anitabha. Sun Wukong gently closed his palm, and at this time, the chasing wind came quickly, and with a hiss, it stopped beside Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong turned over on the horse, and at this time, a sharp palm wind suddenly came out behind him.