I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

There is no need to say much about the deeds of Bull Demon King. Everyone who is familiar with Journey to the West knows it!

Back at the Flaming Mountain, Heavenly King Li Tianwang and Nezha led their troops, along with five hundred Arhats from the Western Buddhist Realm and the underworld's yin soldiers, to capture the Bull Demon King. Later, if it weren't for the inherent incompatibility between Nezha's magic weapons like the Qiankun Ring and the Wind Fire Wheel, capturing him would have been much more difficult.

Seeing the two men at loggerheads, and Yang Jian watching coldly as if he didn't take the Bull Demon King seriously at all, Tang Ku couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Yang Jian was proud and arrogant. He would never join forces with others to fight an opponent of this level, so when the two of them started fighting, he hugged his shoulders and watched with interest, while Tang Ku didn't even have a chance to speak.

A strong wind suddenly arose, and two figures, one big and one small, collided with each other in an instant. The terrifying impact force shook the entire Flaming Mountain.

In terms of actual combat power, Nezha is much inferior to the Bull Demon King, but when the eight-armed Nezha showed his true form, he used various magic weapons including the Fire Spear one after another and actually fought back and forth with the old bull.

After all, it is not easy to make up for the natural incompatibility. No matter how strong the Bull Demon King is, it is a fantasy for him to defeat Nezha in a short period of time.

Off to the side, Shi Jingmo quickly carried Hasgard to his side, fearing he would be caught in the aftermath of the fight. Tang Ku watched the two men's fight grow increasingly fierce, determined to fight to the death. He sighed and muttered, "I had wanted to save some of my Iron Fist for later, but now it seems... oh, God doesn't want me to stay alive forever!"

He added all 9 Iron Fist points to his strength, instantly pushing it to 29 points, just a little short of reaching an integer point.

However, Tang Ku didn't have the energy to think too much now. The newly gained strength made him feel full of energy. It seemed that the physical strength and energy consumed in the battle with Spartacus just now had been replenished, and...

He glanced at Yang Jian standing beside him and couldn't help but smile slightly. "Besides, now even if he were to face a master of Yang Jian's level head-on, he would be able to protect himself! At least in terms of attack, if he used the War God Fist Gloves, he could fight him on equal terms!"

There was no time to think about it. The Eye of Spiritual Perception was activated, and the fighting movements of the two people instantly appeared in his eyes. Tang Ku saw through all the attack moves of Bull Demon King and Nezha. All the flaws and gaps between the moves were in sight. In just a moment, Tang Ku had a clear idea in his mind.

On his right hand, the God of War boxing gloves appeared again. Tang Ku was like a ghost. He seized the opportunity and instantly appeared beside the Bull Demon King. In the few seconds when Nezha and the Bull Demon King were stunned, the Great Wilderness Divine Fist's earth-shaking move had already hit the Bull Demon King's iron stick!

hum!

A transparent ripple suddenly spread out, and the terrifying shock wave shook Nezha and Bull Demon King away at the same time.

The Bull Demon King flew back several hundred meters until he finally stopped after hitting the rock wall. A large part of the rock wall behind him was shattered by the impact force.

"What a powerful force!"

The Bull Demon King shook his numb wrist and said coldly, "I recognize you. You are the monk who went on the pilgrimage to seek Buddhist scriptures, the Tang Monk!"

"Haha, benefactor, you have a good memory!" Tang Ku put his hands together in greeting and chuckled softly, "If you have anything to say, please calm down and talk slowly. It's never good to hurt the harmony!"

The Bull Demon King slowly landed on the ground and looked at Nezha and said, "Monk, you have to look carefully. I didn't start it first!"

Before Tang Ku could say anything, Shi Jingmo behind him whispered, "Master, he's fine. This donor must have shown mercy!"

He nodded, feeling a little relieved. If Hasgart was alright, then it meant that Lao Niu wasn't unreasonable, and this matter could still be discussed. Furthermore, if he could resolve the past grudge with this person, it might be a big help in his future.

Tang Ku first used his eyes to calm the restless Nezha, then turned to the Bull Demon King and said, "Donor Niu, there is no deep hatred between you and me. Although the banana fan is indeed in our hands, it does not prove that we captured Princess Iron Fan. In fact, we now have many weapons and magic weapons, all of which are treasures left by immortals and Buddhas. The banana fan is just one of them. The whole story is extremely complicated and cannot be explained in a few words. Why don't we sit down and talk this matter through slowly!"

"What's there to say?"

The Bull Demon King sneered, "Rakshasa never leaves her palm-leaf fan. If you hadn't captured her, how did you get the palm-leaf fan?"

"Stupid cow, didn't you hear what the holy monk said?" Nezha sneered, "The treasures in our hands are all relics of the gods and Buddhas. Relics, you know? We picked these relics up from a treasure house here!"

"Relic?"

The Bull Demon King understood something instantly, and his eyes turned cold. "Did you kill Rakshasa?"

"You don't understand what I'm saying! Do you know what it means to pick something up?" Nezha said, twisting his wrist. "What? You want another fight?"

Tang Ku hurriedly said, "Nezha, wait a minute... We didn't explain it clearly... I..."

"Picked it up? Haha, that's bullshit!"

The old cow said in disbelief, "Where is the treasure house you mentioned? Why can't I see it?"

Tang Ku was speechless, not knowing how to explain. However, he heard Shi Jingmo beside him say, "Donor Niu, please be patient. The treasure house was indeed here originally, but it was taken away by someone with great supernatural powers. You can see this from the traces on the ground. As for your wife's affairs, we really don't know. Now that all the gods and Buddhas in the sky are being destroyed, countless people have died and been injured. I suspect that it is very likely that your wife has been implicated because of her special status!"

These words are well-reasoned and worthy of a Saint who was once renowned for his wisdom.

Tang Ku nodded repeatedly and said in a deep voice, "As I've said before, many things can't be explained in just a few words. The reason we came here was actually to help Nezha retrieve his weapons and magic treasures. However, we didn't expect that almost all of the gods' weapons and magic treasures were here. And because he was being closely pursued by some... um, some monsters, he missed the opportunity to retrieve all the magic treasures..."

Wow…

Tang Ku waved his hand, and several people immediately threw the magic weapons that had been divided up on the ground. The flashing light made Lao Niu feel a little dazzled.

"What you said is too absurd. I can't believe you completely! However, I'm not that unreasonable. Since you want to talk, then let's talk. But..."

Lao Niu thought about it and suddenly said, "Let's go out first. It's very dangerous here!"

"Danger?"

Yang Jian suddenly raised his head and frowned slightly, and everyone looked puzzled.

"Haha, don't you think it's getting hotter here?"

The old cow looked at them with an inexperienced look and sneered, "Don't forget, this is the Flaming Mountain!"