Sun Wukong, defeated!

Beiju Luzhou, Ziwei Emperor Dynasty, outside the palace hall, Sun Wukong supported his five-foot body with a golden hoop stick, covered in golden hair, burning with bright red blood, chest, Ziwei sword inserted on it, and the hilt of the sword was still trembling.

The tip of the sword penetrated Sun Wukong's chest and appeared behind him, and on the purple sword body, drops of blood, along the blade of the sword, slowly condensed to the tip of the sword, ticking, ticking down.

A stream of blood soaked from his mouth to his throat, moistening his smoking throat, and the tip of Sun Wukong's tongue pressed against the torn lips, and the blood rushed in the abdominal cavity, like a flood that burst the embankment, sobering his mind from dizziness.

On the other side, the Crape Myrtle Emperor was still smiling, calm, only the hand that hung down, slowly shedding blood, when the Crape Myrtle Emperor sent the Crape Myrtle Sword into Sun Wukong's chest, Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick smashed his left arm, and the blood dripped down, dyeing the Crape Myrtle Emperor with a trace of red purple robe, making the robe appear dark.

Breaking a hand is nothing.

Emperor Ziwei was not angry because his hand was abolished, and on that face, with a noble smile, he looked at Sun Wukong for a long time, and said slowly, "This emperor has won!"

Sun Wukong stared at Emperor Ziwei, since the Bull Demon King, there is one more person he wants to defeat!

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, held the hilt of Ziwei's sword, and slowly pulled out the sword, this is a good sword, so sharp that even Sun Wukong's physique can't stop the sword and stab it into his chest.

The pain of tearing, disturbing Sun Wukong, injured?

Since Sun Wukong was born, he has rarely been injured, and his strong physique has made him rarely injured, but five hundred years ago, he was. almost died, and now, he was defeated again in the hands of Ziwei Emperor, still seriously injured.

This made the stronger voice in Sun Wukong's heart stronger!

Burst!

The crape myrtle sword was pulled out of the body, and blood spurted out, and this crape myrtle sword contained the crape myrtle avenue, and with Sun Wukong's powerful physique, the wound could not be healed. Letting the blood flow, there was no expression on Sun Wukong's monkey face.

"What a good sword!"

Sun Wukong threw the Ziwei Sword to the Emperor Ziwei, turned around, and Sun Wukong dragged his seriously injured body, dragged the golden hoop stick, and left here step by step.

Ziwei held the Ziwei sword and looked at Sun Wukong, the smile on her face was still the same. It seems that it has never changed, and the Yisuan Star Monarch, the Seven Killing Star Monarch, the Greedy Wolf Star Monarch, and the Broken Army Star Monarch rushed up.

"Emperor, why don't you kill him?" The Seven Killing Star Monarch looked at Sun Wukong's back, and his eyes showed indifference. At this time, as long as he shoots behind his back, Sun Wukong will definitely die!

Yisuan Xingjun glanced at the Seven Kills and Broken Army that exuded murderous aura. Shaking his head, Ziwei's subordinates, Yisuan Xingjun is a military advisor. relies on brains, strategizing, and intrigues, while other star monarchs are not good at conspiracy.

"Sun Wukong and the Xiaoyue Demon King are on good terms, Gou Chen attacks Black Wind Mountain, if there is no accident, Black Wind Mountain will definitely not be able to stop Gou Chen, but if there is another Sun Wukong, there will be more opportunities, as long as they drag Gou Chen, it will win us time, one more day, for us, it is an increase in chance, Gou Chen will unify Xiniu Hezhou for one day, the less chance there is to fight with the emperor!"

Yisuan Xingjun shook the jet-black feather fan, quite a bit of the wind and bones of the reincarnation of Kong Ming in the Earth Immortal Realm.

Yisuan Xingjun is the only one who can express unique opinions in front of Ziwei Emperor, and he fights on the battlefield outside the sky, and Yisuan Xingjun's strategy has allowed Ziwei Emperor to accumulate capital that can compete with the Jade Emperor and Qin Shi Huang, and his strength is not the strongest, but it is Ziwei Emperor, and he will also call him a sir.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend!"

Seven Killing Star Jun suddenly understood the reason for letting Sun Wukong leave, although Gou Chen and Ziwei are brothers, but the most stubborn brother turned against each other, and if he was able to suppress Gou Chen, Ziwei would naturally spare no effort to do it.

Only Emperor Ziwei shook his head slowly, Yisuan Xingjun can often guess his thoughts, but this time, he didn't guess.

"Such a strong man should not die at such a time!"

Emperor Ziwei sighed softly and let Sun Wukong go, but he had some sympathy for this monkey who didn't give up again and again, as for being afraid that Sun Wukong would take revenge again?

Was the Crape Myrtle the Great afraid?

If you defeat Sun Wukong once, you can do it a second time, and the gap between them is not something that can be made up casually.

In order to win, Emperor Ziwei can do whatever it takes, but when facing a character like Sun Wukong, he will inevitably feel a little emotional.

"Let's go down and prepare, it's time!" Emperor Ziwei said lightly.

"Yes, Emperor!"

......

When Sun Wukong dragged his seriously injured body to the clouds, he saw Ning Wujian standing in the clouds.

"This is the elixir refined by Ling Xuzi, and it may be useful for your injuries. Ning Wujian threw a bottle of elixir to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong took the pill, regardless of the image, sat on the cloud with his butt, threw the golden hoop stick aside, swallowed the pill, healed for a while, the bleeding scars on the body surface slowly healed, and Sun Wukong opened his eyes.

"How's it going?

Sun Wukong looked at Ning Wujian and asked.

Ning Wuqian didn't speak, he also sat down, took out two jars of wine, handed one to Sun Wukong, and looked at the sunset that was about to set in the west.

Sun Wukong opened the mud seal, poured it down, and let the wine wet his robe, thinking that after coming out, he could drink wine and eat meat with his brothers, but he never thought that he was facing the cold tombstone, and now, the only one who can sit and drink together is Ning Wuqian and a demon king.

Ning Wujian took out a jar of wine, Sun Wukong didn't speak to him, facing the sunset that was about to fall, pouring wine, the beating sunset, slowly falling, as if reflecting faces, slowly moving away.

When the cold night came, Sun Wukong smashed a wine jar and jumped up, "Don't drink it, this wine is too bitter to drink, the mosquito man is not dead, Lao Sun will kill him, I hope you don't die too early, the demon clan, if you can't hold it up, forget it, the eldest brother has paid too much for this demon clan, and he is alive, and he is a free and chic." My grandson is gone!"

After speaking, Sun Wukong carried the golden hoop stick and flew towards the place where the sunset set, the back in the darkness, with loneliness and loneliness, but also with a wild and uninhibited and lawless momentum.

has gone through so much, Sun Wukong, or that Sun Wukong.

Ning Wujian stood on the clouds, whistling in the wind, rolling his black robe, watching Sun Wukong walk away, and disappeared into the sky after the last moment, his gaze became firm, and he also turned around and disappeared into the clouds.

Black Wind Mountain!

Under the cover of darkness, the highest mountain on the edge of the West Sea is extremely solemn, like a guard guarding the easternmost part of Xiniu Hezhou.

On this night, the demons of the Black Wind Mountain stood on the Dianjiang platform, a mountain that was cut off by the waist, and held a wedding of Ning Wujian and entertained countless demon kings.

At this time, one by one the demon kings stood above, and below, were the demon soldiers of the Black Wind Mountain, all of them in armor and sharp, standing solemnly under the leadership of their respective demon kings.

The implementation of education in Black Wind Mountain is reflected at this moment.

Ning Wufeng ran the Black Wind Mountain, nearly seven hundred years before and after, from the teachings of the great masters of the human race, these demon kings and little demons knew what was forbidden and what the rules were forbidden, they were no longer a swarm of demons, but an army of demon clans that had been trained for hundreds of years, had strict discipline, and had a clean military appearance!

The mountain wind is howling, bringing a trace of coolness, there is no sound, quiet,

On the high platform, standing on the upper floor of Black Wind Mountain, the Hundred Flowers Fairy and the Peacock Fairy stood in front, the two of them were wearing tight-fitting power suits, outlining perfect curves, their hair was coiled high, shrewd and capable, revealing the momentum of women who did not let their eyebrows go.

Although An Ye'er has become a woman who has become Ning Wuji, there is no place for her on this mountain, so she does not stand on it.

What is about to face is a battle that will decide the life and death of Black Wind Mountain.

Heifeng Mountain started from Ning Wuqian taking over, every time, it was a battle against the water, victory is life, defeat is death, under Ning Wuji's continuous maneuvering, Black Wind Mountain has been able to develop slowly and grow.

It can be said that this is a child who grew up slowly in Ning Wuji, and now, this child should also show something different, it has grown up!

This battle will no longer be a lonely battle.

Below, Wang Lang, Criminal Gong, Yi Yun, Ning Feng, Sai Tai Sui, Giant Scorpion, Inspiration King, Qinghuazi, Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, Xiong Shanjun, General Yin......

One by one, the demon kings of the Black Wind Mountain are standing, and now the Black Wind Mountain, the soldiers are strong and strong, and the elites of the past are all lurking in the Black Wind Mountain Hundred Miles Mountain Range, receiving training, and even, Ning Wuqian also mobilized them to Dongsheng Shenzhou to participate in the war, at this time, all the combat power of the Black Wind Mountain gathered together, and that kind of scene was spectacular.

More than 50,000 little demons are all over the mountain, and the demon kings and demon generals have taken off the casualness of the demon clan and become more serious.

The war is about to begin!

After the birth of Sun Wukong, Gou Chen finally decided to make a move on Black Wind Mountain, of course, this is one of the reasons that prompted Gou Chen to do it, and it is not the main reason.

What's more, Gou Chen got the information that Emperor Ziwei was not satisfied with Beiju Luzhou and was ready to get his hands on the throne of Heavenly Court.

Between the brothers, Gou Chen knows Ziwei the most, if he is not sure, the Emperor Ziwei will not make a move, the Emperor Ziwei occupies Beiju Luzhou, and he is already one step ahead of him, if he really lets Ziwei occupy the heavenly court, then he will be completely defeated.

Although the Emperor Ziwei and the Jade Emperor have not yet started fighting, let alone winning or losing, Gou Chen does not dare to bet, this kind of bet on Ziwei will lose, which is tantamount to pinning his hopes on others, for an emperor, this is a failure!

During the day, Gou Chen's army was already mobilizing, pressing towards the Black Wind Mountain, compared to the siege of the Lion Camel Ridge, Gou Chen chose to encroach on the Black Wind Mountain step by step......!