Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

The red-bottomed macaque began to strike its chest with its large hands, unleashing its bestial instincts, and then pounced first. Seeing that its opponent intended to engage in hand-to-hand combat right from the start, the black dragon naturally tried to dodge. Facing such a brutal gorilla of strength, it certainly had the upper hand.

So he immediately took flight, and with a flash of black light in his eyes, he controlled his body to launch a counterattack.

However, the red-bottomed macaque seemed to be prepared, and the moment the black dragon retaliated, it swung its fist and struck.

"Bang!" That was the sound of the red-bottomed macaque's fist striking the black dragon's head. After the blow, the black dragon's body was sent flying.

However, because he had been in control of his entire body, he couldn't regain control due to inertia and was knocked away along with a significant portion of his body.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The unwilling roars echoed in the air. How could the red-bottomed macaque let such a good opportunity pass by? It pushed off the ground again and jumped over.

It opened its massive mouth, revealing ferocious teeth, with a few strands of slime floating on its surface. It waved its hands, preparing for another heavy blow.

Chapter 939 Hellfire

Having learned its lesson and experienced the opponent's domineering power, the black dragon was naturally not going to stand there defenselessly and wait to die again. So, just as its body was about to crash into the boulder, the black dragon quickly used its tail to hook onto another rock. However, because the momentum of being knocked away was too great, it still didn't fly very far.

Its tail gripped the boulder, desperately trying to counteract its momentum. Not only that, its limbs also grabbed onto anything they could.

Fortunately, the problem of inertia was finally resolved the moment the red-bottomed macaque arrived. However, if it were to take another punch, it would be too painful.

Therefore, the black dragon opened its mouth and spewed out billowing flames like magma. The scorching flames seemed capable of melting everything, flowing out continuously. It was as if the previous attack had been too painful, so its anger had increased even more, and the flames seemed to be flowing freely, becoming more and more numerous and hotter.

The red-bottomed macaque, about to strike the black dragon, sensed the intense heat of the flames and had to let it go. It used a boulder in mid-air to change its direction and dodge the furious attack.

Both of them were panting on the spot. Although there hadn't been many exchanges between them, each move had been executed with tremendous force.

Seeing that the creature had left the attack range and that he was temporarily safe, the black dragon licked his left cheek in pain. If he were in human form, he probably would have rubbed it with his hand.

"Ouch, you bastard, that really hurts! If my body wasn't tough enough, that punch would have shattered me!" the black dragon said, wincing in pain as it looked at the red-bottomed macaque.

"Tch, don't even mention me. That flame you just unleashed wasn't ordinary; it was hellfire. If you had hit me, I would have been skinned alive," the Red-Bottomed Macaque retorted, completely ignoring the other's concern.

"Oh, your eyesight isn't too bad. You do recognize that as hellfire. It seems you're quite a clever monkey after all." The black dragon was starting to take this guy seriously.

"Stop acting tough in front of me, okay? If we're talking about age, I'm not inferior to you. I also know a lot about this world. Don't act like you're the only one who knows." The red-bottomed macaque pouted.

"Would you like to experience the taste of this hellfire? It should be quite good." In an instant, the black dragon spewed hellfire from its mouth.

"You—" The red-bottomed macaque was about to say something when it saw the deadly flames coming towards it again. It was so angry that it wanted to curse its father. This guy was simply shameless.

But for now, we need to get away from the flames first, otherwise we might really turn into roasted monkeys.

The red-bottomed macaque leaped behind another boulder, hoping to use the cover to escape the hellfire.

However, Black Dragon was not about to let the guy who had punched him get away with it. He chuckled as he looked at the boulder where the Red-Bottomed Macaque was hiding, and another fireball came rolling in.

Bang! A deafening crash followed by a thunderous roar as the fireball mercilessly shattered the boulder. I'd thought at least some peace and quiet behind the boulder, but this guy was shameless.

But what surprised the Red-Bottomed Macaque wasn't the power of the fireball, but how could it be so wasteful? The last fireball hadn't even subsided for long before the next one came. Did it really not need any energy?

It turned out that the black dragon itself had not expected that it could spew out such powerful flames so recklessly. If it were before, it would probably have had to do it one flame at a time, but now it did not feel any sense of powerlessness.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the depths of the Black Dragon's heart; it was Jin Chanzi.

With me here, don't worry about the energy. Even if we can't defeat this guy, we'll still let him know how powerful we are and scare him to death with our aura.

The Black Dragon was surprised to find that the Golden Cicada was so powerful. He had never imagined that the Golden Cicada's essence would possess such a strong energy system. It seemed that he was truly glad that his choice to fuse with it was the right one.

However, just as Heilong figured out one problem, another problem came and blocked his way.

That's why I can hear Jin Chanzi's voice now. Does it mean that the two of them have begun to slowly achieve a fusion of their spiritual worlds? If that's really the case, then their combined strength will reach a new level.

If the monk and the black dragon could switch places like that, then it's easy to imagine that defeating the Six-Eared Macaque and the Red-Bottomed Macaque together would be no easy feat.

However, Jin Chanzi's voice disappeared again after that one sound, probably because there were still some unstable effects in the fusion between the two.

However, after hearing Jin Chanzi's words, the Black Dragon was as excited as a child who had received candy, because these words gave him the power to ruthlessly ravage the Red-Bottomed Macaque.

So, just as the red-bottomed macaque hid behind another boulder, another fireball came flying in.

This time, they won't be hit so easily again. The saying "once bitten, twice shy" is especially true for animals.

But the constant fireballs seemed to be chasing the red-bottomed macaque away as if it were a pet. The black dragon watched the comical red-bottomed macaque with amusement, as if he had already gotten his revenge for the punch he had just received.

"Hey, have you had enough fun yet?" The red-bottomed macaque shouted, finally losing its patience. This hiding was just too frustrating. It was hard to tell how old this black dragon was; it was just too childish.

Chapter 940 Four-Word Empty Words

"What? You can't handle this already?" The black dragon found the red-bottomed macaque, who had been in a hurry, quite amusing.

"Have you had enough? You know perfectly well that such an attack can't reach me at all. Although it's very powerful, and you don't need to worry about energy, didn't you want a real duel with me?!" the Red-Bottomed Monkey said breathlessly.

Black Dragon coughed awkwardly twice. What the other party said made sense. Although his fireball was powerful, every advantage has its disadvantage, and speed was a major drawback.

Dealing with something like a Great Luo Golden Immortal would be much simpler; a single fireball would reduce it to ashes. However, dealing with a Primordial Great Luo Loose Immortal would be a bit of a stretch.

The speed difference and keen senses here are really frustrating, there's nothing we can do about it.

The black dragon retracted its flamethrower-like mouth and said, "Then what do you want?"

At this moment, the two seemed to be sparring with each other more, without any life-or-death struggle. If every battle at their level were to come at the cost of their lives, they probably wouldn't last long. It would be truly heartbreaking to see such a Grand Luo Immortal perish.

The black dragon had now straightened its posture and transformed into the form of a martial monk. Seeing this, the red-bottomed macaque also returned to its normal size. Both of them transformed back at the same time, because the real duel could only be truly fought in this form.

After transforming back into a martial monk, the black dragon clearly lost his playful nature and changed his childish demeanor. The red-bottomed macaque was the same; in its giant form, it could only use its own power, and its thinking became much slower as a result.

The two stared at each other, motionless.

Suddenly, a stone fell to the ground, like the catalyst for a duel between masters—still as a virgin, swift as a rabbit.

The monk's powerful right hand clashed with the red-bottomed macaque's thick right arm. After the clash, they retreated and launched another attack, both using all their strength in their right legs to break through the air.

Another collision erupted from between them. The monk deflected the force of the impact as he retreated, and instead used the momentum to leap forward.

"Amitabha!" The four empty words descended from the sky, crashing down on the red-bottomed macaque like a meteor.

The Red-Bottomed Macaque believed that no matter how strong its body was, it wouldn't be able to withstand this attack so easily. These four words were like a boulder, no, they were several times harder than a boulder, not to mention their enormous weight. If a Great Luo Golden Immortal were here, he would probably be crushed.

However, it seemed that the monks had anticipated the red-bottomed macaque's attempt to escape, so they had a backup plan: they waited patiently on the sidelines. If the red-bottomed macaque wanted to escape the area where it had been hit, it would have to break through the monks' defenses, and in such a short time, it wouldn't have enough time to make such a series of moves.

Therefore, the red-bottomed macaque cursed inwardly, "This guy doesn't seem to be someone who only knows brute force. What should we do now?"

As the four-character phrase drew ever closer, seemingly about to reach him in an instant, he racked his brains for every possible solution but still couldn't find a way to deal with it.

Closer and closer, and with the warrior monks waiting nearby, it seems the Red-Bottomed Monkey is going to have to take this attack head-on this time.

"Awoo!"

As the monk waited to smash his opponent into a bloody pulp, he suddenly heard a roaring sound in the middle of the room. This sound was definitely not like the shouts of the red-bottomed macaque. So what was it?

It wasn't just the martial monks who were surprised; even the Six-Eared Macaque, Sun Wukong, and the Antarctic Longevity Emperor were astonished. How could such a shout come from here? Because it was clearly the voice of the dragon race.

And isn't the only dragon here the monk evil dragon? Would he contradict himself? But looking at the monk evil dragon's eyes that are about to pop out, it's clear that none of this is his business.

So what exactly happened?

However, a few seconds later, the scene before them answered everyone's question.

Nine blue dragons sprouted from the ground. The pressure of the four-word phrase was almost completely dissipated by these nine dragons, so the red-bottomed macaque in the middle appeared unharmed before everyone.

And it wasn't just this red-bottomed macaque that appeared; it was also accompanied by nine blue dragons, making it exceptionally arrogant and domineering.

The monk looked like a little guy in front of the dragon, who could be crushed at any moment. The dragon glared at the monk with wide eyes, as if it could swallow him up in an instant.

However, under the control of the Red-Bottomed Macaque, the nine dragons restrained their nature and obediently stood still in place.

"What... what's going on?" the monk asked.

Although the words were calm, the emotions inside were already turbulent. This kind of grand display must be a joke, right?

These dragons just appeared out of nowhere, and all nine of them came at once! You're being incredibly extravagant.

Although these words were not spoken, the red-bottomed macaque certainly knew, because the expressions of the monks and the others had already betrayed them.

The red-bottomed macaque clapped its hands and waved, and a dragon obediently crawled over.

Everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. When did such a ferocious creature become so obedient? It was truly unbelievable.

While stroking the dragon's head, the red-bottomed macaque watched the astonished expressions on everyone's faces, thoroughly enjoying the moment. It slowly said, "You're quite a worthy opponent for forcing me to use this move. You just pushed me to the brink, so shouldn't I, as your opponent, return the favor with a gift of equal strength?"

The red-bottomed macaque looked at the martial monk with a smile, as if it had passed one test and now it was the monk's turn to try. It was more interesting to have a back-and-forth.

Chapter 941 Is defeat imminent?

"What?" Before the monk could react, the red-bottomed macaque commanded the nine dragons to attack him.

The power of this dragon was truly immense. After the monk jumped up to dodge one of the dragons, he could clearly feel that the spot where he had just stood had been shattered. That was the ground of the Stone Crushing Hell! It was smashed to pieces by a single blow.

But that wasn't all. The monk could clearly feel another chill coming from behind him, which meant he was not far away.

Sure enough, before he could recover from his thoughts, a sharp pain shot through his back as a dragon mercilessly struck the monk.

The immense power was not only unbearable at the moment of contact, but also continued to circulate within the body after the initial pain subsided.

This is another characteristic of the dragon, much like Nie Feng's Huo Family Sword Technique, which contains hidden internal force.

The monk felt a heart-wrenching pain emanating from his back, and he stomped his feet in agony.

Unfortunately, the dragons gave the monk no chance to recover. They were toying with him, much like the red-bottomed macaques were toying with him. It wasn't one dragon attacking at a time anymore; all three dragons were coming at him at once.

The monk cursed the bastard in his heart. This was a dragon, a dragon of immense strength, and under the control of the red-bottomed macaque, its intelligence had increased.

So the three dragons went up together, not blindly, but knowing to split into three groups and surround the monk.

The monk, seeing the dragon approaching, could no longer ignore his own pain. He immediately became serious and determined to dodge the attack, thinking to himself, "I must, I must survive this attack. If I can survive, then I'll be fine."

So he immediately activated his Iron Shirt technique, making his entire body as hard as a copper wall and iron barrier, seemingly able to withstand tremendous blows.