I traveled through time and space and became a demon. I want to be a demon god.

Just as Wukong finished speaking with full confidence, a dozen black rays of light suddenly shot towards his back from behind him.

Xu Zhenfeng was so shocked that before he could remind Monk Wukong, he saw Wukong suddenly shouting.

In an instant, his entire body burst out with a circle of light as bright as the sun.

Monk Wukong’s entire body was radiating golden light, like the Buddha’s light radiating from a god.

The dozen or so black lines flew into the light that burst out from him and disappeared.

As soon as those black lines disappeared, the Demon Saint of Luling suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a breath of thick demonic energy.

This evil energy dispersed the black fog that covered his face, revealing a gloomy and cold thin face.

The Luling Demon Saint stared at Monk Wukong with his blood-red eyes, and demonic energy continued to emanate from his mouth.

At this time, the great sunlight light on Monk Wukong's body retracted into his body again, and the dozen or so black rays disappeared, as if they were melted by the monk's great sunlight light.

Monk Wukong laughed loudly, "The Demon Saint of Luling is no more than this."

Xu Zhenfeng kept circling around their fighting circle. When he saw the magic knife in the hand of Luling Demon Saint disappear, he held a dozen black iron nails in his hands.

As he raised his hands quickly, the black iron nails turned into black rays of light and flew towards Monk Wukong's face and body.

At this time, a fine iron whistle stick appeared in Wukong's hand. He swung the sentry stick into a ball of snow light, knocking away all the iron nails that flew out from the Luling Demon Saint.

However, the iron nails did not fly far before flying back into the hands of the Demon Saint Luling.

Xu Zhenfeng became alert and immediately took a dozen steps back.

"Big monk, his hidden weapon, iron nails, is endless, you have to be careful."

Monk Wukong fought back against the flying iron nails while striding towards the Demon Saint of Luling.

"Endless? That's not necessarily the case, little wolf demon named Xu, you must see it clearly.

These iron nails are made from his magic energy. The monk wants to see how much magic energy this guy has that can withstand such consumption."

As Monk Wukong got closer and closer to the Demon Saint of Luling, more and more black nails flew out from the Demon Saint's hands.

In the end, it was almost like a dense layer of black flying lines rushing towards Monk Wukong's body like a wall.

At this time, Monk Wukong's pace finally stopped.

Then, Wukong began to retreat step by step. Luling Demon Saint raised his palms and pointed them in the direction of Monk Wukong. Countless black lines flew out from his palms and shot towards Wukong.

Xu Zhenfeng quietly went around to the back of Luling Demon Saint. He stared at the body of Luling Demon Saint closely, holding the vajra in his hand upside down.

Just when he was about to flash behind the Luling Demon Saint and hit him on the back.

A soft and urgent voice suddenly reached his ears.

"No, look behind him."

The flash magic that Xu Zhenfeng was about to activate was abruptly stopped by this voice.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, then felt uneasy and flashed to another direction. He looked around but did not see the person or monster who was talking.

Then he flashed to the back of Luling Demon Saint, and looking behind Luling Demon Saint, he saw a layer of black iron nails with pointed tips facing outwards emerging behind him.

Xu Zhenfeng threw the vajra at the back of Luling Demon Saint.

When the vajra was still in the air, all the black iron nails on the back of Luling Demon Saint flew out and actually knocked the vajra away.

Seeing this, Xu Zhenfeng took a breath of cold air. He looked around again and said loudly: "I don't know which expert reminded me. Thank you very much."

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman in a white shirt and skirt appeared less than ten feet away from him.

The woman had an extremely gorgeous face, with the ends of her eyebrows and eyes slightly curled up, and she looked gorgeous and clear, yet with a hint of cuteness.

Xu Zhenfeng alertly moved away for a distance.

The woman smiled faintly at him.

"Qingqiu Fox Clan Qingyi greets this wolf clan young master."

Xu Zhenfeng looked at the fox named Qingyi strangely and felt confused.

She? Fox clan? Why is there no demonic aura?