Chapter 1580 The war started, Kun Li showed his power
Hearing this, Sun Wukong's face turned extremely ugly.
He knew that Zhu Tianpeng was not joking, which meant that the latter was really murderous.
At this thought, Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel a trace of anger and jealousy in his eyes. He looked slightly ferocious and shouted: "Zhu Tianpeng, you want to make me give up my dream. You are wishful thinking!"
Sun Wukong saw everything that happened before.
He knew that Zhu Tianpeng had now become one of the absolutely powerful people in the Three Realms.
He knew even more clearly that Zhu Tianpeng was only born more than ten years earlier than him and learned Taoism two hundred years earlier than him.
But Zhu Tianpeng was a mortal at that time, and his physique was even pitifully weak. Even after two hundred years, he still managed to catch up with him thanks to his luminous stone monkey's physique.
But what happens next?
Zhu Tianpeng, like him, is a super first-grade immortal.
Zhu Tianpeng is Marshal Tianpeng, and he is the Great Sage Qitian, so they can be said to be neck and neck.
As both sides fell into the scheme and were forced to participate in the Journey to the West, there was a time when Sun Wukong was far ahead of Zhu Tianpeng. Even though they were evenly matched in terms of combat power, he was indeed ahead in terms of cultivation.
But all this changed in the later period. Zhu Tianpeng's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds and he was the first to become a quasi-sage. He even competed with the Tathagata in a bet and a hundred moves within the Western religion. He won the victory with unparalleled wisdom and became the Emperor Buddha.
It is precisely because of this that Sun Wukong resolutely chose to leave the Western Sect to form his own force. He was about to succeed, but Zhu Tianpeng appeared again, and made him feel powerless with his absolute cultivation and power.
Now that Zhu Tianpeng has been canonized as emperor, and the five forces are under his command, how can Sun Wukong be willing to do so?
In the final analysis, the non-dispute between fellow disciples is just a lie. No one dares to live under others, especially in front of fellow disciples.
Reflecting Sun Wukong's expression, Zhu Tianpeng had no expression on his face, but inside he shook his head in disappointment.
The transformation of Sun Wukong is indeed great, but his journey has been too smooth. Under the arrangements of Nuwa, Wang Gu, and Patriarch Bodhi, he has achieved success without many ups and downs.
It is precisely because of this arrogance that Sun Wukong's Taoist heart is far from enough. In addition, after the establishment of Demon Court, Dongjun's forces did not jump out to stop him, which also led to Sun Wukong's smooth sailing.
Now that he encountered such an obstacle, Sun Wukong lost his Taoist heart in an instant, which was really unsatisfactory.
Of course, Zhu Tianpeng knew very well that as long as he suffered a big defeat and then kept a low profile for a period of time, Sun Wukong would still have absolute potential, and it would not be impossible to reestablish the Demon Court. After all, he had Nuwa, Wang Gu and Bodhi behind him.
Ancestor.
However, all this is based on Sun Wukong being able to awaken from the blow. If he is lost because of this, even three saint-level beings cannot save him.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng let out a breath and murmured in his heart: "Monkey, work hard to rise up. As long as your belief remains, I will have the possibility of trading with Nuwa."
After sighing with emotion, Zhu Tianpeng had a thought in his mind, and the demon-slaying sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The perfect aura of the quasi-sage burst out, and his whole person showed his sharpness at this moment.
Raising his demon-slaying sword and pointing it directly at Sun Wukong, Zhu Tianpeng said calmly, "In that case, Sun Wukong, today is the day when you lose, kill him!"
The moment he finished speaking, beside Zhu Tianpeng, Yang Jian, Nezha and Kunli rushed out immediately and went straight towards Sun Wukong.
The army was not mobilized to launch the Sishui Formation, because there was no need for it. Sun Wukong was surrounded by Daluo Jinxian and quasi-saint-level beings, so it was really unwise to have a rash team fight.
And now that the five major forces are united, in terms of high-end combat power, they are not inferior to Sun Wukong's side, or even worse.
In the blink of an eye, Kun and Li rushed to the area where Sun Wukong was.
At the same time, three powerful quasi-sage men behind Sun Wukong rushed out and came to stop Kunli and the others.
Zheng——
In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian and Nezha were entangled by two quasi-saint-level strong men, unable to enter Sun Wukong's body.
However, Kunli quietly broke out at this moment.
The mid-stage quasi-saint strongman who came to stop him hadn't even recovered yet. Kunli burst out with his late-stage quasi-saint cultivation and suppressed him with one magical move, causing blood to flow into the sky.
After doing all this, Kunli's eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong, the excitement in his eyes flashed away, his body flew quickly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Sun Wukong, just let me capture you without mercy!"
Seeing this, Sun Wukong frowned.
Unexpectedly, Kunli, who stood next to Zhu Tianpeng and looked like a kid next door, could actually have such terrifying combat power and cultivation.
Subconsciously, Sun Wukong's whole body was filled with fighting spirit. He took out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel from his ear and prepared to take action.
However, before Sun Wukong could make a move, a sinister ancient demon god rushed out from behind him and said: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, leave this junior to me!" He charged towards Kunli without looking back.
Seeing this situation, Kunli was furious.
He didn't have any good feelings for this kind of guy who came out to get in the way.
With a thought in his mind, the magic power all over his body gathered in his hand, and Kunli struck out with a palm, pressing the person with the force of destroying the heaven and the earth fiercely.
Seeing this, the visitor turned pale with fright. He waved a scimitar in his hand to resist Kun Li's blow, and said with horrified eyes: "Demon Master Shen Zhang, who are you!"
Obviously, this sinister ancient demon god had extraordinary insight and recognized the magical power displayed by Kun Li.
Kunli disagreed with this.
If it had been before, he might have told the other party something else.
But when he left the Land of Golden Flame, Zhu Tianpeng warned him again and again not to reveal his identity as the son of the demon master Kunpeng.
With a cold snort in his mouth, Kunli kept moving his hands, using his fleshy palms to exert magical powers, suppressing the ancient demon god who was a quasi-late saint, and the latter did not even have the strength to fight back.
Kunli's battle with the ancient demon god immediately attracted the attention of many monks around him.
When they saw Kunli dominating the battle with an absolute advantage, those quasi-sage warriors all said with emotion: "What an amazing guy. He has achieved this step with just a pair of flesh palms. It's really terrifying!"
"I didn't expect that the little guy next to Zhu Tianpeng would be so tough. I'm really curious about his true identity!"
"The Demon Master's Palm, isn't that the magical power of the legendary Beiming Demon Master Kunpeng? This little guy actually knows it. Could it be that he is a disciple of the Demon Master Kunpeng?"
"But if that's the case, then why does this guy follow Zhu Tianpeng? Does Zhu Tianpeng also have contact with the Beiming Demon Master?"
"..."
In the midst of such discussion, a low voice quietly resounded throughout the audience: "Sun Wukong, today is your memorial day next year!"
Following the sound, I saw among the Xianyue Sect's team, a late-stage quasi-sage monk rushed out, holding a pitch-black halberd, and charged at Sun Wukong with murderous intent!