Chapter 1398 The major forces gather to catch turtles in the urn!
call out!
call out!
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The sound of breaking through the air resounded, and figures one after another descended into the palace square.
Looking at it, all of these monks are not weak in cultivation, and most of them are quasi-sages.
The moment this group of people arrived, some anxious people took action and directly killed dozens of Da Luo Jinxian level demons. The entire palace square was filled with the aura of blood.
However, after landing, the monks did not unite as one. Instead, they stood in formation and looked at each other with a tense posture, and the atmosphere was condensed.
At the same time, the demon guards who reacted were immediately furious. Under the leadership of the leader, they surrounded the group of people and asked, "Damn it, who are you?"
In this regard, those powerful people had no intention of answering.
Among them, Zhen Lin and others were clearly seen. After landing, their eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong who was tied to the pillar.
The next second, low shouts resounded: "Damn Monkey Sun, today is the day you die."
The moment he finished speaking, a group of people led by Zhen Lin rushed out, with the quasi-sage aura surrounding them, and they went straight towards Sun Wukong.
At the same time, Sun Wukong's expression on the pillar also changed drastically at this moment.
Looking at the attacking Zhenlin and others, anger and panic flashed in those golden eyes.
After all, his cultivation has been imprisoned by the ancient demonic writings on the altar. If Zhenlin and others come to kill him, his fate can be imagined.
However, before Zhenlin and others could approach the altar, a hurried female voice rang out: "Stop!"
Immediately afterwards, I saw a woman with a good appearance and a slim figure looking at more than ten women and blocking Zhenlin and others.
For a time, the two sides were at war with each other, and the atmosphere in the venue fell into absolute silence.
On top of the city wall, Zhu Tianpeng looked at the many monks gathered below, and couldn't help but feel a hint of horror in his eyes.
Among these people, he could see that there were people from the Dragon Clan, who were obviously here to save Ao Lie.
Zhenlin and others were the ones who killed Sun Wukong, but those women actually wanted to protect Sun Wukong, which shows that they were under the command of Nuwa.
What surprised Zhu Tianpeng the most was that the person who came to teach from the West was none other than the past Buddha Ran Deng.
I saw Ran Deng standing in a cassock at this moment, with nameless waves spreading around him. Although he was just standing there alone, he was more powerful than dozens of quasi-sages.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng frowned and murmured: "Damn it, has this Ran Deng broken through the pseudo-sage?"
In Zhu Tianpeng's opinion, Ran Deng's aura had changed drastically from the previous meeting. Apart from reaching the level of False Saint, he really couldn't think of any other way to make the latter improve so quickly.
When he thought of this, Zhu Tianpeng felt even more solemn.
Ran Deng has reached the false saint, which means that it will be more difficult for him to kill the latter and seize the twenty-four heavens.
How could Zhu Tianpeng's expression reflect that Yu Qian couldn't see it?
I saw her beautiful eyes turning a few times, looking at Ran Deng for a moment and saying, "Oh, you have a problem with that bald donkey?"
"Do you want me to help you get rid of him?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng felt moved.
If he killed Ran Deng, then even if he owed him some favors, it would be nothing.
But soon, such thoughts were suppressed by Zhu Tianpeng. As before, Zhu Tianpeng would not rashly ask this mysterious Yu Qian to take action without understanding the latter's purpose.
The most important thing is that if his memory is good, the burning lamp will be robbed at least a few hundred years later, and the person who probably killed him will be Di Wutian. As long as he can seize the opportunity, there is no need to owe Yuqian any favors.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng shook his head, and then looked at the other forces coming.
On the palace square, in addition to the Western Cult, Zhen Lin and others, the Dragon Clan monks, and the Jie Jiao monks, there was also a group of monks dressed very strangely.
These monks have long hair tied up with Taoist temples, their strong upper bodies are exposed, they wear animal skin shorts and a pair of monk shoes. No matter how you look at them, they give people the impression of being nondescript.
The most important thing is that these guys have not said a word since they appeared until now. They stand there like sculptures, and even their breathing is incomparably unified.
After looking at it for a few times, Zhu Tianpeng thought to himself: "Are these guys the tribe of the people behind Jin Chanzi?"
At the same time, Yu Qian, who was standing next to Zhu Tianpeng, also noticed this group of guys dressed in a nondescript manner. She shrank her beautiful eyes and said in a voiceless voice: "People from the Shadow Palace, why are they here!"
"Shadow Palace?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but be startled, and subconsciously turned to look at Yu Qian.
I wonder if the people in the Shadow Palace mentioned by the latter refer to that group of nondescript monks.
Unfortunately, Yu Qian quickly adjusted her thoughts after her initial gaffe, and did not say anything. She even chose to turn a blind eye to Zhu Tianpeng's questioning gaze.
Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng frowned even deeper.
He can now conclude that this Yuqian is definitely not simple. At least the latter can see the origin of the person behind Jin Chanzi at a glance, which shows that her identity is definitely higher than lower, or that the two parties have contact or have a feud.
But if Yu Qian didn't say anything, he naturally couldn't ask any more questions. He stared at the nondescript monks and said secretly: "Shadow Palace, what kind of force is that?"
"Jin Chanzi said back then that the person behind him is not even afraid of the two saints of the Western Sect. This means that there must be one or more saints in the Shadow Palace."
"But with such a large force and including more than one saint, why has Zhu Tianpeng never heard of it? And it has never been recorded in ancient classics?"
Just when Zhu Tianpeng was thinking a lot, the incident in the square happened again.
I saw the luster of the altar blooming, and the ancient demonic writings shining brightly, directly forming a powerful forbidden barrier. Even the false saint could not destroy it in a moment. A quasi-holy demon was hiding in the altar.
As they poured out, they were soon surrounded by monks from all major forces in the future.
The situation suddenly changed, and before the people from all the major forces could recover, one of the monsters laughed loudly and said: "My emperor really has a clever plan. You guys who think you are self-righteous have all come to the door one by one. This is where you are today."
The place where your bones are buried.”
After finishing speaking, the thirty quasi-holy demons scattered in all directions, leading the demon guards in the surrounding square, directly including the monks from all major forces who came here. The atmosphere in the venue fell into absolute silence at this moment.
On the contrary, at this moment, Zhu Tianpeng, who was on the city wall, had his eyes filled with light. He looked at the altar, which was unguarded except for the restrictions, and said slightly excitedly: "The opportunity has come."