This sound came from thousands of miles away, causing a strong wind to rush, and the strong wind rushed everywhere, just like the anger of people, and the strong wind roared in the dust.
The demons were so shocked that they all became alert.
The strong wind blew up the red veil of Fairy Zixia. Fairy Zixia, wearing a blood-colored wedding dress, had a red face, and the first person to look up was the one who came from the Ninth Heaven.
She still vaguely remembers that when she first had the wisdom, the girl's expectation for future love in her heart, and she fantasized that one day, her great hero would come to pick her up on colorful auspicious clouds.
Now, the first person she opened her eyes is really her extraordinary hero!
The man stepped on a colorful auspicious cloud from the thunder clouds, and the five-color auspicious clouds formed by the dispersion of lightning and sunlight, like a dream.
On the auspicious clouds, there was a man standing, wearing a purple gold crown with phoenix wings and a golden armor with a locket, a lotus silk cloth cloud shoes, and holding a Ruyi Golden Cudgel with a divine light and majestic style.
Zixia burst into surprise and cried in an instant. She looked at Sun Wukong, and she had thousands of words to say, but couldn't speak at all.
Ruyi Zhenxian's face turned green with anger. On the day of her wedding, she was actually in front of so many fellow demons. How could he not be angry when the wedding was disturbed?
The Bull Demon King saw the visitor clearly, just smiled, his eyes flashed with a gleam, but he said sternly: "Who is coming, dare to trek into my Jilei Mountain?"
Sun Wukong looked at the demons coldly and shouted: "I am the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain! You have snatched my woman and come to ask me? Today I will tell you that you can't wait until you are completely!"
After saying that, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand suddenly waved the huge force weighing billions of pounds and the golden light of the merits to drive away evil spirits, which scared the little demons all fled in horror.
The Bull Demon King stepped forward, as if he was stepping out like a mountain, still as if he was a mountain, moving like a mountain collapse, and he weighed the world. He reached out and held his hand and directly shuttled through the clouds with his palm, taking over the earth-shaking stick of Sun Wukong.
The powerful force burst out from this attack directly shook back the ten thousand acres of thunder clouds gathered above Jilei Mountain. The Bull Demon King did not move at all, but Sun Wukong was reversed by this force.
The other five saints all looked surprised. This little demon was only in Taiyi realm, and he fought against the Bull Demon King in a distance, but he just took a step back.
Sun Wukong was shocked and the cold light rose again in his eyes. A strong fighting spirit emanated from Sun Wukong. The laws of the battle were merged, and the eight or nine mysterious skills were activated. The power of the armored spirit treasure was released. Sun Wukong's aura instantly broke through the peak and reached the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal.
This change shocked all the monsters present. Sun Wukong shouted: "Let me go, otherwise I will collapse here today!"
Before the Bull Demon King could say anything, Princess Iron Fan's face was instantly furious. She dared to touch her territory. She raised her hand and the banana fan flashed out of her hand.
As soon as this fan came out, let alone the little demons scattered in a hurry, the five great saints all quietly stayed away from Princess Iron Fan, afraid of being affected.
Even the Bull Demon King twitched his eyes and hurriedly persuaded him: "Madam, you are pregnant, don't be angry and hurt your fetus!"
After hearing this, Princess Iron Fan's face eased, she put away the banana fan, touched the fetus in her belly, and looked more generous.
Then the Bull Demon King said to Sun Wukong: "Since I am your Taoist partner, I, old Niu, are not a rude and unreasonable person. The demon clan, the strong are respected. As long as you can hold on to a stick of incense in my hands, how can I let this fairy Zixia go?"
Sun Wukong sneered: "Okay, I will believe you once."
The Great Sage of Fuhai said, "Brother, this kid is just Taiyi. Even if he relies on some external force to gain the combat power of Daluo, it is not worth attacking. Why do you need to take action yourself? I will be enough to capture this person when I wait for the brothers to take action."
The Demon King Peng also said, "That's right, I can capture this guy, why do you need the eldest brother to take action in person?"
The other three said the same.
The Bull Demon King shook his head and secretly sent a message: "This boy is from Huaguo Mountain. Who is behind him? All the good brothers have guessed."
When he heard this, the faces of the five great saints changed.
On the other side, Sun Wukong and Zixia looked at each other. Although they were speechless, they were better than thousands of words. Just one look was enough to relieve Zixia's uneasiness, as if the world collapsed and everything was in tragedy. As long as he was there, she would feel at ease.
The Bull Demon King stepped out one step, and held a mixed iron stick in his hand. As soon as the warrior came out, his aura suddenly changed, and the ancient true meaning of the abyss and sea burst out, and his aura rushed to the bullfighting, suppressing Sun Wukong's momentum.
The two of them intersected with sticks. Each move contained infinite power in the battle. Each move could break through the mountains and crack the earth, and hit the sky and the earth, and the sun and the moon were gone. For a moment, they were not distinguished from each other.
Just when the two were fighting hard, a firefly with a faint green light was watching the battle that took place in this place.
Far above the Never Night City beyond the ocean, in the mountains and seas, Xiaozhu, who was sitting cross-legged under the green plum tree, opened her eyes and stood up to the Qingluo Ancient Vine Silent Room.
Outside the quiet room, an old woman stood with a quiet and low-key look. If she didn't look at her, she wouldn't have found that there was another person here. She was Mo Teng.
Xiaozhu walked up and said, "Protector Mo, please release the passage. I have important things to tell my master."
Mo Teng looked up, looked at Xiaozhu, nodded and said, "I obey the order. But the emperor is comprehending the Dharma, remember not to disturb me."
Xiaozhu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I still know this."
The magic spell flew up in Mo Teng's hand, and the falling spirit patterns on his forehead emitted a special white light, and a portal appeared. Mo Teng turned sideways and signaled Xiaozhu to enter.
Xiaozhu said thanking and walked into the Guangmen. Although Mo Teng was just a few golden immortals, she was Qingluo's close servant and was the guardian of Qingluo, so no one would look down on her and dared not look down on her.
The light was dazzling and the space was weightless. As soon as Xiaozhu stepped into the light gate, he felt that all the shackles of the prehistoric world disappeared, and there were also the prehistoric paths that disappeared together.
Even though Xiaozhu had seen the grandeur of the Dayan Realm, he was still amazed when he saw it again.
She raised her head and bowed to the vast and ethereal figure in the middle of the world, and said, "Disciple Xiaozhu, pay homage to Master."
The huge white figure sat cross-legged in the sky, with long white hair or shawls or scattered, and tens of thousands of Taoist chains hanging around her body. Thousands of immortals fell into the sleeping world, and the quietness was as if only Xiao Zhuang in this world!
(The image is very similar to the master in "Jiang Ziya")
After a long time, a voice came, not from one side, but from the whole world.
"What's the matter?"
Xiaozhu said respectfully: "Master, the stone monkey has already fought with the old cow in Jilei Mountain." She knew that what she talked to was just a trace of divine thoughts dispersed from the master's enlightenment, not the main soul.
"how?"
Xiaozhu said again: "It's true that you can see it, although the stone monkey did not step into Daluo."
The sound became silent again. After a long time, the phantom of billions of feet opened its eyes, and a chain of Taoism rose, and the ancient tower of Yuanling also divided into an ancient god pattern. The patterns and the Taoist chain merged into a long box. The long box was scattered all over the ancient Taoist pattern, with time silence and space blur. Then, an illusory long river of time flew out next to Qingluo's figure, and the divine light of creation flowed into the treasure box.
Qingluo said: "Take this box into the bank of the Yellow Spring River and wait for him to hand it over to him for a promise of origin."
Chapter completed!