Seeing Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng put on a posture, the Bull Demon King drank the wine in the cup, "It's okay, it's okay, just let me, as a brother, see what you've learned in five hundred years!"

At this time, the Lion Camel King stood up and said, "Why bother with big brother, even we can do it for you!"

"That is, today is the day of the marriage of the Great Sage, and I can't see the sword soldiers, this hit the door, and it should be solved by us demon kings, why bother the Great Sage?"

Ning Wuqian stood up and said to the Bull Demon King, "Coincidentally, I also want to try the Demon King five hundred years ago, how strong it is, I have heard of the name of the Monkey King, and it is a pity not to fight with it, it is a pity to miss it." ”

Seeing that it was Ning Wuji, the Bull Demon King grinned and said heroically, "Since the two kings have the heart to make a move, then this king can't win people's love, no matter what, let's sit back in my seat today, a generation of new people will replace the old people, and we are also at the age to see the demeanor of the new generation of demon kings in Xiniu Hezhou." ”

"Thank you to the Great Sage for cutting your love!"

Ning Wuqian hugged his fists and saluted, walked out of his seat, stepped into the air, came to the opposite side of the three apprentices, hugged his fists towards Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng, and looked at Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, "After a long time, it is already a different scene to see it again!"

Zhu Bajie had already seen Ning Wuji, and when he was in Black Wind Mountain, he had also fought with Ning Wuji, but at that time he suppressed the realm and was suppressed by Ning Wuji, and now he sees it again, Ning Wujian is already the same cultivation as him.

Sun Wukong carried the golden hoop stick and slapped his head, "It turned out to be you, Ha Luha, you have it, you want to challenge my old grandson? Okay, good, good, the new demon king in five hundred years, come on!"

Sun Wukong arrived at the golden hoop stick. Stepping on the white clouds, he flew a few miles away from the Qiyao Great Array, Ning Wujian took out the broken halberd given by the Wuchao Zen Master, and followed closely.

Sha Seng looked at Ning Wuji's figure, revealing a puzzled look, "Second Senior Brother, do you know this demon king?"

"I once drank wine together, a very powerful monster, as for him to know the senior brother, then I don't know. What's wrong?"

"No, I just think his demonic aura is very familiar, it seems that he has appeared somewhere!"

Zhu Bajie carried the nail rake and shook his head, "Senior Brother Sha is thinking too much, or rescue Master first!"

"The demon king below, who will be our opponent?" the sand monk shouted.

The Lion Camel King and the Macaque King, who were about to rush up from the Bull Demon Dynasty who sat back next to the Jade-faced Princess, shouted, "Fourth brother, fifth brother, look at it!"

The Lion and Camel King and the Macaque King will understand. also laughed, "It's okay, which demon king in the field is willing to show it, but there are three on the other side." Sun Wukong was set by the two kings of Black Wind Mountain, and there are no opponents for Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng, if there are also young demon kings who are willing to make a move, we are also willing to let it out. ”

"Zhu Bajie. Fat-headed and big-eared guy, I'm here to fight you!" A sissy voice sounded, and the thirteen young Shura soared into the sky. Ning Wujian challenged Sun Wukong, if he didn't make a move, wouldn't he be robbed of the limelight by Ning Wuji.

Zhu Bajie looked at Shura Thirteen Shao in a daze, "Yo, which little lady is this, so beautiful, so beautiful!"

Shura Thirteen Shao hated men for showing him such an expression, he just looked a little more feminine, a little feminine, a little sissy, a little bit of a bumpy body, and the rest of the place was still the same as a man.

"Damn fat pig, Lao Tzu killed you!" Shura Thirteen Young roared angrily, and directly turned into the body of a three-zhang demon god, holding a spear in both hands, and stabbed straight at Zhu Bajie.

A soft and beautiful woman suddenly turned into an ugly and terrifying cyan monster, which frightened Zhu Bajie, and the nine-toothed nail rake blocked it, just blocking the attacking spear, and the forehead was cold sweat, "Even a girl, a beautiful woman becomes a beast, while playing!"

The nine-foot nail rake swayed in the cold light, and the light of the stars bloomed, sticking the spears together, leading the Shura Thirteen Shao to the battlefield on the other side, you come and go, Zhu Bajie is full of foreign appearances, quite funny, but Shura Thirteen Shao is depressed, this pig's head seems useless, but every move and style happen to restrain him, making it difficult for him to play his martial arts.

Shura Thirteen Young is not not strong, but he is the same as the red boy, he lacks real life and death fighting, and with a noble status, they can contact the powerful Divine Channel Method, but they also bury the scourge of lack of fighting experience, and the fact that he was able to be shocked by Ning Wujian before opened the spear can show that he is not good at it, or that he has not mastered the skills of power, and his moves are rigid, in the eyes of a master like Zhu Bajie, there are flaws everywhere.

However, Zhu Bajie didn't want to fight to the death, so he entangled with the thirteen young Shura, made a show, and showed the immortals in the sky, but he worked and worked hard, but he didn't do his best.

Sha Seng was introduced into the battle circle by the young strong men of the Asura clan with six hands and three eyes, and they came to attend the wedding of the Bull Demon King this time, mainly because they came to the yang world to experience, those high-level people in the Netherworld are powerful people, and they also know their weaknesses, so they will be taken to the yang world by ugly old men and stunning beautiful women.

Above the sky, there are battles everywhere, the seven big arrays emit colorful divine light, shining on the heavens and the earth, Zhu Bajie teasing the thirteen young Shura, the sand monk fights the strong of the Asura clan, and Ning Wujian fights with Sun Wukong!

Dangdangdang......

Sun Wukong wielded the golden hoop stick, his figure was like electricity, amazingly fast, infinitely powerful, smashed down with a stick, the top of the mountain collapsed, and the same was true for Ning Wujian, the broken halberd shook the golden hoop stick, making a sound of gold and iron fighting, deafening, and one halberd after another blocked it.

It's hard to imagine that Sun Wukong's body is only five feet, and he can burst out with such a terrifying amount of power, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand is 13,600 catties, waving it, but it is like an embroidery needle, it is clumsy, every move and style, all reveal a charm, and when the iron rod falls, it is full of more than 100,000 catties of huge power.

This force is condensed together, and it will suddenly burst out when it is exchanged with the broken halberd, and it will be bombarded on the broken halberd, and this kind of force is concentrated in one point, and the sudden explosion is undoubtedly more lethal than being scattered in different positions.

This is Ning Wuji's most difficult battle, several times more dangerous than the death match with the Shura Thirteen Shao, the Shura Thirteen Shao is powerful, but he can't break his defense, but Sun Wukong is different, the huge amount of power is shaking in his body, endlessly, like waves of waves, slapping the shore, even if Ning Wujian is proud of his physique. I felt a lot of pressure.

The broken halberd is heavier and heavier than the golden hoop stick, and it can burst out with more powerful force, but it also consumes more strength than the golden hoop stick, Sun Wukong has hundreds of sticks, and Ning Wujian only feels that his body, which has never been tired, is also a little tired, the tiger's mouth is numb, and his arms are sore.

At this time, Ning Wujian didn't dare to be distracted at all, Sun Wukong was by no means a good type, he already felt that the Sun Wukong in front of him was obviously different from the Sun Wukong he saw under the Five Elements Mountain. He remembered himself, but he couldn't remember that he had ever given him five hairs, as long as he was defeated.

This Monkey King will never show mercy to the demon clan, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, Sun Wukong will definitely kill himself, this is not a competition, but a battle to the death!

The eyes of almost all monsters and immortals were focused on Ning Wujian and Sun Wukong, one was the famous Monkey King Monkey King Sun Wukong five hundred years ago. One is a rising star, cracking the two kings of Black Wind Mountain, who are ranked tenth among the young people of the four continents, such a confrontation is absolutely eye-catching. Eye-catching.

And in fact, Sun Wukong showed the terrifying strength that he could call the Monkey King five hundred years ago, and the sticks and shadows were intertwined, and the golden light soared into the sky. Brilliant and incomparably bright, like a roulette wheel, falling one by one. Golden light and shadow appeared, and there were golden waves, which were terrifying.

As for Ning Wuji, the purple hair flew and the broken halberd waved, bringing up a black wave, and the endless magic light soared into the sky, which was the boundless evil qi contained in the broken halberd, and at this time, it was vibrated by Ning Wuji's huge force, showing the vision of a peerless divine soldier who had killed Buddhas, immortals, and gods.

The two figures were intertwined, both drowned out by black and golden light, only the deafening rumble continued, this most direct fight, the simplest battle, but it was the most easy to stimulate the human body's adrenaline, making people's blood boil.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

On Cuiyun Mountain, there are monsters beating war drums, a dull and heavy drumbeat, rumbling and shaking, every time the drum sounds, the demons only feel that there is a blood burst out of their hearts, like a fire burning, they can't rush up, and the battle is three hundred rounds.

The Bull Demon King and the Three Great Sages drank wine, as if they had seen the scene of the Seven Great Sages tying the knot five hundred years ago, their eyes were red and swollen, five hundred years ago, they were also so heroic, and they were so hot-blooded, and now, five hundred years later, they are sitting here, looking at the young demon king five hundred years later, fighting with blood!

In the sky, the thirteen young Shura fought against this Zhu Bajie, and when he heard the heavy drum below, the belligerent blood of the Shura clan in his heart was also awakened, and a bloody light appeared in his eyes, and he was full of blood, and he directly threw away the spear and began to fight hard with Zhu Bajie, the sharp claws, and the nine-toothed nail rake collided with sparks.

In just a moment, scars appeared on the body of the thirteen young Shura, but Zhu Bajie also put away his mind to play, he felt the change in the momentum of the thirteen young people of Shura, this change was already worthy of his seriousness.

Moreover, the rumbling war drums also reminded Zhu Bajie of the time when he was in the Heavenly Court, when he commanded the 80,000 heavenly soldiers of Tianhe and fought with the Emperor Ziwei outside the sky, who had never been enthusiastic?

The three-eyed and six-handed young powerhouse of the Asura clan waved six divine weapons with six arms, and his eyes burst with divine light, almost pressing the sand monk to fight, and the sand monk was covered with scars, but as Zhu Bajie began to be serious, with the continuous sound of the war drums, a trace of seriousness also appeared in the sand monk's dull eyes.

Don't erupt in silence, just die in silence, Sha Seng felt that he was about to die, he felt the danger of death, so he broke out, and the dull Zen staff suddenly burst out with the most brilliant brilliance, like the Milky Way falling, and the light was so bright that it drowned the asura.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Asura's two arms were slashed by the light, bloodstained, coughing up blood in his mouth, but his three eyes flashed with excitement, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at the sand monk who was full of breath, and laughed, "Okay, this is the battle I like, I will fight against you, it's too boring, if you don't make a move, I'm going to kill you!"

Asura's body burst out with a black aura, six arms merged into two, and a blood-colored long knife appeared in his hand, two meters long, slightly curved, with a thick back and a narrow blade, emitting a bloody aura in the sun.

"Asura Evil Sword?" the sand monk snorted coldly.

Asura licked the blood from her lips and laughed, "It's good that you know!"

The long knife was strange, slashing towards the sand monk, when, the evil knife, was blocked by the sand monk, the Zen staff swept suddenly, the brilliance was magnificent, and the asura was swept out of the sand again, the sand monk drank coldly, "You are not my opponent, give up, even if you hold the Asura evil knife, but you are not the king of Asura after all, if the king of Asura comes, you can still beat me, you, impossible!"

Asura coughed up blood, and the blood on his body was even more vigorous, "Then try it!"

The sudden outbreak of the sand monk made many demon kings stunned, that is, those immortals in the heavenly court were all surprised, only Nezha, Li Jing, and Guanyin's faces remained unchanged, and the strength of the sand monks, they naturally knew it!

The Bull Demon King drank wine, the jade-faced princess poured the wine carefully, and the princess of the iron fan also sat on the side, carefully watching the battle in the sky, which can be called a shocking battle, even them, and they also felt a depression in their chests.

The demon clan is all warlike!

"Ha Lu Ha Ha , refreshing, refreshing, in the past five hundred years, there has never been such a refreshing as it is now!" Sun Wukong Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, the golden light was full of light, and there were thousands of phantoms of the golden hoop stick, but each one was real, booming, falling like a mountain and a sea.

Ning Wujian broke the halberd to resist the stick shadows from all directions, his arms were already sore, but he still struggled to slash, and a halberd fell, making a roaring sound like a wave, splitting the golden hoop stick.

Sun Wukong's fighting style is eclectic, there are almost no rules to follow, as long as he relaxes, he will be broken through the defense by the golden hoop stick, fall on his body, and be smashed by hundreds of thousands of catties of sticks, he will have to lose half his life if he does not die.

In this kind of fighting, he used all kinds of moves on "Taiyin Jue" and "Wild Body", as well as what he learned from the Black Wind King and comprehended by himself, and displayed them in one go, which was also ever-changing, and fought with Sun Wukong for hundreds of rounds.

Although the tiger's mouth has been cracked, the body is churning, and the corners of the mouth are overflowing with blood, but Ning Wuji's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and only by fighting to the death can he continue to transform, this is the truth that countless demon clans are constantly strong, so the demon clan has never been taboo to kill each other, only in this way can new and stronger people be born continuously!

The demon clan follows the purest law of natural selection between heaven and earth, Ning Wuji's strength is making rapid progress, but there are also hidden dangers left in his body, and the cultivation of yin and yang can make rapid progress, but it is only a sideshow, not the strength he has accumulated step by step.

Ning Wuqian was fighting at this time, slowly mastering this strength, from strange to familiar, and gradually adapting! (To be continued......)