Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

Monster Mountain, Demon Ridge, a stone monkey, a stone lion, a fairy with flesh and blood, and thirty-six little monsters who were drugged by the flower boy and turned into zombies.

While Wen Jiao elaborated on her analysis, she calmly watched Huo Ling'er destroy the little demons with one slap each. "Among the three demons in Lion Camel Ridge, the elder demon, Green Lion Demon, has the ability to devour, and the second demon, White Elephant Demon, has a very tricky trunk. Even without the Great Sage, Sister Huo and I can deal with them. The most difficult one is the third demon. It is said that with a single flap of its wings, it can fly a hundred thousand miles. This demon is the most sinister and is related to the Buddha. If we alert the enemy and send him to the West, we will not be able to pursue him any further. Therefore, to eliminate these three demons, we must kill them with one strike.

"But before that, Great Sage, you have to go back with me first. My child thought you disappeared in the bottle and cried so hard that he felt dizzy. He even didn't know how to stop Pigsy and Sandy from sorting the luggage. He looked so pitiful."

When Wukong heard this, he was furious like thunder and fire bursting out in his Niwan Palace, and he jumped up in rage: "You shameless bastard Bajie! You treacherous villain Sha Seng! Without me, Sun Wukong, to keep them in check, they don't take their master seriously! The old monk is not dead yet, whose luggage are they going to divide? I'm going to go back and support the old monk!" As he said this, he put the Water Crystal Bottle into his other ear, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go back and fight.

"Master, please be kind when you go back. After all, the old monk's mother wants to introduce a little beauty to you." Wen Jiao said calmly.

Wukong: ...

The mountain breeze was cool, and there seemed to be a crow's cry. Wukong scratched his cheek awkwardly: "Madam, I didn't mean that..."

Wen Jiao smiled: "I don't know what it means. What exactly does the Great Sage mean?"

Wukong scratched his cheek with his hairy hand, which almost left a shadow. After struggling for a while, he finally gave up arguing and asked, "Who is that little beauty?"

Wukong is naturally intelligent and has no desire for love at all, but when it comes to this, he can't help but feel a little curious.

"It means literally." Wen Jiao said leisurely.

As the younger sister of Nezha the Third Prince and the only daughter of Li Tianwang, little Li Zhenying is a true "little" beauty.

The mountain breeze was cool, and the Green Lion's heart was also cool.

Not only is it cold, but it's also annoying.

The steel knife slashed with all its might, and the giant on the opposite side was unable to dodge. He was about to lose an arm, but suddenly a fire flashed in his eyes, and his whole body instantly became ethereal. The Green Lion Spirit not only failed to hit the target, but also stumbled because he missed the target and could not stop in time.

“Here it comes again!” The Green Lion Spirit roared in his heart, “Neither real nor fake, neither human nor ghost, what the hell is this?”

The White Tent King will not stop making trouble because of his confusion. In order to let his soul rest in peace and not be trapped in the cold and empty mirror to suffer torture, the White Tent King worked very hard! The White Tent King was full of fighting spirit! The White Tent King was fearless!

That's right, after all, you can't make a dead person die again.

Ignoring the Green Lion's irritability, the White Tent King saw that his illness was going to kill him, and instantly solidified his huge body and nimbly turned, kicking the Green Lion, hitting the Green Lion's buttocks. After all, it was a full-strength kick from a demon lord who split mountains and split mountains in his lifetime. Even though the Green Lion rushed forward in time to relieve the force, it still flew a hundred feet away. In the process, it also knocked down and crushed many small demons.

In fact, during the battle between the two, the little demons were not only unable to help, but were also affected by the disaster, and many of them were accidentally injured and killed. The Green Lion Demon had no choice but to order them to watch the battle from a distance, and to surround and guard against the White Tent King's escape. Unexpectedly, a large number of them were still accidentally injured, which shows how fierce the battle between the two demons was. The White Tent King, who deliberately led the Green Lion Demon to fight his own people, had rich battlefield experience.

The little demons didn't care about their companions who were crushed to death. They rushed over and helped the blue lion spirit up with all their might: "My king, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine!" The Green Lion Demon stood up, holding his waist, and his whole body twitched due to the severe pain coming from his coccyx.

Hiss, the noise was so loud that his tailbone must have been broken. He had been the mount of Manjusri Bodhisattva, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky had to be polite to him. How could he have been so embarrassed? Damn this monster!

The blue lion was so ferocious that it didn't hold back any longer. It immediately fell to the ground, its hair all over its body standing up. It suddenly changed back to its original form, a giant blue-haired male lion ten feet tall. It turned around and opened its mouth to bite the White Tent King.

The White Tent King immediately kicked his legs and retreated, and the sharp white teeth almost grazed the sole of his shoe. He floated away, looking gloomily at the bloody mouth of the Green Lion.

What a domineering demon! Even if he was in his prime, he would inevitably be torn to pieces after a hard battle against this lion.

However, although he is only a ghost now, because the giant bull that possesses his soul is still alive, he has become an immortal soul. The drop of blood from Empress Yin can help him condense his body temporarily, so that he can severely injure the demon with his body, and then transform into a ghost in time when in danger, leaving the opponent empty-handed. In terms of fierceness and bravery in combat, he is certainly not as good as he was in his heyday, but in terms of cunning and unpredictable tactics, he is more difficult to deal with now.

But no matter what, Empress Yin only gave him one drop of blood, and after dealing with this demon for so long, his immortal power was almost exhausted. Once he lost the support of this immortal power, it would be extremely difficult for him to hurt this demon with his current soul power.

This Green Lion is, after all, not like those useless mortal princes and ministers in Elephant City, whose heads he can beat to pieces whenever he wants.

However, the Green Lion Demon's real killing move was still to come. At the moment when the White Tent King dodged, its dantian shook and it took a deep breath in his direction.

hula-

A huge suction force was created out of thin air, a hundred times more powerful than a whale sucking water. It also contained a kind of auspicious golden light, which was intertwined like a killer vine climbing a cliff.

The White Tent King sensed a kind of great and sacred power that frightened him, and his body immediately became weak, and he tried his best to resist. But the suction was so strange that it could not only suck in real objects, but also swallow up virtual things. Even though he tried his best to stabilize his body, he was still dragged by the suction and dragged step by step towards the abyss-like huge mouth.

The little demons were even less powerful, and except for a few who were particularly clever and escaped in time, the rest were swallowed up cleanly. Tall trees, wood, stones, and soil also rose from the ground, forming a mud tornado that poured into the mouth of the green lion demon.

In a short while, the three passes were reduced to a barren land.

Just as the Green Lion Spirit was about to suck the White Tent King into his mouth, ready to inhale him into his stomach in one go, he suddenly heard a woman above him praising, "What a great wind!"

Even faster than the praises came a golden circle that shot down from the sky.