Listening to Ao Lie's words, Zhu Tianpeng and Yu Qian couldn't help but have black lines on their heads.
The next second, Yu Qian flicked her finger.
Immediately afterwards, Ao Lie opened his mouth wide, his whole body in great pain, his whole body was trembling, and cold sweat could not stop falling from his forehead.
"This is~"
Seeing this scene, Jin Chanzi and others narrowed their eyes and looked at Yu Qian again, their eyes full of fear and horror.
Ao Lie's condition was obviously that he had suffered some kind of pain, but he couldn't even make a sound. This means that Yu Qian used absolute power to deprive him of his speech ability, which means that the latter's power
Definitely at the quasi-sage level, or even above the quasi-sage level.
Thinking of Ao Lie's frivolous words just now, Jin Chanzi and others couldn't help but shuddered and said to themselves: "It's so dangerous. Fortunately, the person who just spoke was not me."
Similarly, Zhu Tianpeng also saw Ao Lie's painful look.
After shaking his head helplessly, Zhu Tianpeng said: "Okay, he didn't mean it, you should let him go!"
As soon as she said this, Yu Qian snorted very proudly and waved her hand. You could clearly see a white bug crawling out of Ao Lie's body, and then Yu Qian casually put it away.
At the same time, Ao Lie's violent breathing resounded from his mouth, and his whole body seemed to be relaxing after a fierce battle, breathing in air greedily.
After a long time, Ao Lie came back to his senses, raised his head and glanced at Yu Qian. Thinking of the pain and torture he had just suffered, his whole soul shivered, and he did not even dare to say a harsh word.
In this regard, Zhu Tianpeng has no intention of continuing to waste time here. He must go to Fusang Island and the Land of Golden Flame as soon as possible. Only after solving those two things can he go to the Taiyin Star and ask Chang'e for the
Only by lifting the ban can Zhu Tianji be recovered.
Just when Zhu Tianpeng was about to leave, Sun Wukong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head, with a different calmness in his golden eyes, and said: "Brother Tianpeng, can you help me let those people outside leave?"
?”
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng glanced at Sun Wukong.
I have to say that Sun Wukong has grown tremendously during this period of separation.
At this moment, he has become extremely rational and calm, with a posture of being unmoving even when the world is falling before his eyes.
Although the words just sounded like a request, they gave the impression that they could not be refused.
After pondering for a while, Zhu Tianpeng nodded and said: "Okay, I..."
Before Zhu Tianpeng could finish his words, Yu Qian, who was standing beside him, changed her expression quietly and said: "No, Zhu Tianpeng, the false saint in the hall noticed something strange here. If you don't leave, just
I’m afraid I have no choice but to stay here.”
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Tianpeng stopped talking and turned to look at Yu Qian. After making sure that the latter was not joking, he looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Monkey, I'll do my best!"
After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng cupped his fists and saluted: "Everyone, I will take my leave now. I will come back to save you when I find the method to lift the restriction."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Tianpeng's figure swayed, and while using the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Transformation Technique, he turned into a flying mosquito and exited the altar.
At the same time, Yu Qian's figure disappeared without a trace, and the entire altar fell silent again.
At this point, Ao Lie let out a heavy breath and said with lingering fear: "Oh my God, that woman is so scary. Second Senior Brother is walking on a knife's edge with her."
"That terrifying power, even with all my abilities, I'm afraid I can't stop it from just pointing a finger. When did such a powerful female monk appear in the Three Realms?"
Listening to Ao Lie's words, Jin Chanzi and others also looked solemn.
To be honest, none of them could understand Yu Qian.
Even Sun Wukong tried to explore with his golden eyes and fiery eyes, but unfortunately, the result was nothingness and unfathomable.
At this time, Zhu Tianji suddenly said: "Okay, let's not continue discussing this matter. I'm afraid it's time for Dong Jun's spiritual consciousness to come here to investigate."
As soon as these words came out, Jin Chanzi and others suddenly looked solemn.
Dong Jun was still very concerned about them and used his spiritual sense to check them no less than five times a day.
If they were helpless before, but after seeing Zhu Tianpeng this time, they are full of hope again. As long as the restriction in the body is lifted, they will no longer be controlled by Dong Jun. By then...
Zhu Tianpeng didn't know or care about all this.
After leaving the altar, he turned into a flying mosquito and looked at it for a moment, then flapped his wings and flew to the ear of a banshee under Nuwa's command.
After briefly telling the story of Sun Wukong, Zhu Tianpeng flapped his wings and left without showing even a trace of breath.
It wasn't until he flew out of the palace square, left the palace, and flew out of Tianzhu country that Zhu Tianpeng breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, after Zhu Tianpeng left, the monks on the palace square were also excited at this moment. For no other reason, the female monk reported back to the leader after listening to Zhu Tianpeng's story.
Immediately afterwards, the first woman didn't know that she couldn't save Sun Wukong. She looked at the quasi-saint demons surrounding her and others, and then at the people in the field who were forming their own formations, and then she told the story.
Suddenly, the whole place was in an uproar.
No one doubted the authenticity of the woman's words. After all, everyone knew who sent them.
Immediately afterwards, the people who were originally fighting against each other began to gather together. Except for Zhenlin and others, the combined power of the attacking forces was not inferior to the power of the quasi-holy demons in the field.
Seeing that the major forces were united and had no intention of continuing to fight, Zhenlin's expression changed a few times, and then he made a decisive decision: "Damn it, we can't kill Sun Wukong today, everyone, let's retreat!"
As soon as these words came out, the few Zhenzi monks behind him nodded immediately.
They are not fools. If they can reach this point, no one will gamble with their own lives. The most important thing is that in the current situation, they cannot break through the defense of the quasi-sage demon, let alone destroy the altar.
The ancient demon text prohibits killing Sun Wukong through the barrier.
However, just when Zhenlin and others were preparing to forcefully break through and leave, a domineering cold snort sounded: "Come on, come on, you guys can stay with me for a while with peace of mind!"
Following the sound, Dong Jun's figure appeared silently in the sky above the palace square, looking down at Zhenlin and others. The pressure of the pseudo-sage swept through the room, directly suppressing several people. They were covered in cold sweat and their feet were shaking.
Thirty percent of his mana was consumed in an instant, and he was brave enough not to accept it anymore.
After doing all this, Dongjun didn't take Zhenlin and others seriously at all. His eyes wandered and quickly settled on Ran Deng. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said: "Randeng, your Western teaching is being suppressed at this moment.
The attack of the demon army is imminent, but you still have the time to bring people to this emperor. Do you think you can defeat me and rescue Jin Chanzi and his party?"