Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

In the mist.

A monkey wearing tattered black armor and holding an iron stick was squatting in the rainforest.

This monkey was none other than Hanuman, the Indian monkey god, who was knocked away by Sun Wukong's stick and then beaten up by the green lion.

"Cough cough..."

Hanuman kept spitting out black blood from his mouth, and quickly took out a pill from his arms and put it into his mouth.

This was a healing pill given to him by Vishnu when he was working for him.

After a series of battles, he could no longer suppress the backlash in his body.

After taking the healing pill, the effect was immediate. A faint golden light emanated from Hanuman's body, and his injuries and divine power were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hanuman, having regained most of his strength, felt himself again.

He was so angry that his teeth itched when he thought about the monkey playing tricks on him.

"Sun Wukong! Don't let me see you again. If I see you again..."

"What can you do if we meet again?"

A scornful voice came from behind Hanuman.

Hearing this familiar voice, Hanuman's heart skipped a beat!

Hanuman turned around quickly and saw a figure wearing golden chain mail, lazily carrying the golden cudgel in his hands, looking at him teasingly.

Monkey King, Monkey King!

Hanuman swallowed hard and asked nervously, "No, how did you find me?!"

Sun Wukong didn't say anything, but just held the stick in one hand and pointed it at Xiaotian Dog not far away.

Hanuman subconsciously wanted to run, but the surrounding environment suddenly began to change, with wind, clouds, lightning and thunder.

The map of mountains, rivers, and the country, close the door and beat the dog!

Trapped in the map of mountains, rivers and the country, Hanuman had no way to go up to heaven and no door to enter the earth.

Nezha flew over on his wind-fire wheels.

"Stay out of the way, both of you. Wait, I'm going to give you a big skewer!"

hum!

The fire spear swept away the purple-red flames, and the spear came out like a dragon, attacking Hanuman directly!

Hanuman clenched the iron rod in his hand to resist, but was unexpectedly shocked by Nezha's terrifying explosive power and retreated repeatedly!

The wind-fire wheel under Nezha's feet spun rapidly, and he directly displayed his magical power of three heads and six arms, and all kinds of fancy magic weapons were thrown at Hanuman like they were free.

Hanuman couldn't withstand it and turned into wind and fled!

"Want to escape?"

Nezha directly raised the Nine Dragons Fire Cover in the air, and nine flaming dragons flew up and down, trapping Hanuman inside.

As Nezha continued to chant the incantation, nine flying flaming dragons began to compress Hanuman's living space.

The scorching and surging Samadhi Fire burned the opponent's monkey butt red.

Hanuman gritted his teeth and took out a magic weapon from behind him. A ripple in space spread out and Hanuman's figure disappeared.

Nezha raised his eyebrows, "Fuck, stop him quickly, this guy is hiding a supreme artifact!"

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian took action instantly, a space ripple spread out, and Hanuman escaped from the map of mountains, rivers and the country.

clang! ! !

The Ruyi Jingu Bang and the three-pointed double-edged sword collided violently, sending out a terrifying power shock wave, which pushed back the Sky-Howling Dog, which was a step slower in catching up!

Nezha arrived on his wind-fire wheels and saw that the two men who failed to stop Hanuman started to shift the blame.

"No, he could have escaped with this?"

"Monkey, aren't you known as the fastest somersault cloud in the Three Realms? What's that?"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said, "Can this be blamed on me, Old Sun? Sanyan, didn't you say that no one below the highest level of your Mountain and River State Map can escape?"

"A monkey with low health just slipped away right in front of you?"

Yang Jian said angrily: "That guy has a supreme space-type artifact in his hand, but you couldn't stop him? Who can you blame?"

Sun Wukong was so angry that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and took his anger out on Xiaotian Dog who was not far away.

"Why were you so slow just now? Where's the energy you had chasing me, Old Sun?"

Yang Jian quickly defended his son and said, "Don't blame others for your own failures. Even if you beat a dog, you still have to look at its owner."

With Yang Jian's support, Xiaotian Dog stood up and bared its teeth at Sun Wukong.

"That's right, we are both monkeys, why don't you dare to fight him?" Nezha echoed with glee.

"Hey, you little brat, this is all your fault. If you hadn't stopped us from taking action, would that guy have gotten away if the three of us had attacked together?"

Sun Wukong changed the subject and pointed the finger at Nezha.

Yang Jian patted Howling Sky Dog's head and nodded, saying, "I think the monkey is right."

Nezha looked at the two of them with an indignant look on his face, "No, why are you blaming me?"

"Who knew that guy was hiding a supreme artifact?"

Yang Jian said seriously: "Alright, let's stop blaming each other here. At worst, we can just chase them again."

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and said, "I remember now. The thing in that guy's hand should be the supreme artifact of the Temple of Heaven, the Kongmen."

"Back then, the Indian gods relied on this thing to teleport silently to the sky above the Chanyin Pass."

"When I, Old Sun, was fighting Luo Hou, I was also transported to a special space by this thing."

"After the four Asura Kings merged, I went back to look for them, but I didn't expect them to fall into this guy's hands."

Yang Jian frowned, "If it's an empty gate, without a supreme artifact that can restrain the opponent, it will be difficult for us to catch him."

Nezha's eyes rolled and he said, "The Tai Chi diagram in Laojun's hand can distinguish yin and yang and calm the earth, water, wind and fire."

"With this supreme artifact in our hands, we will definitely be able to restrain the opponent's elusive presence and absence."

"Monkey, find a way to steal the Tai Chi diagram."

Sun Wukong glared at him and said, "I'll go if you're willing to sit in the stove for me."

Nezha said nonchalantly: "Why are you panicking? I have the Dutian Divine Fire to protect me now. Laojun's alchemy furnace is useless to me."

"Before I go in, I'll get some elixirs and peaches. Maybe I can become indestructible."

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched slightly, "Come on, this monkey is made of immortal stone, so he will be fine."

"Your two kilograms of lotus root have already become lotus root soup before they even go in. We're all busy, so don't add to Master Taiyi's workload."

Nezha rolled his eyes and said, "You are a big celebrity in front of Master and the others."

"Those who forcibly damaged their own divine power in order to kill Indra during the battle in Cangnan were all rescued by you."

"If you go ahead and borrow it, they will definitely lend it to you with confidence."

Yang Jian said seriously: "Don't think about it. Before I came here, I wanted to borrow one or two treasures for self-defense."

"The Tai Chi diagram suppresses the Lotus of Creation, and the Pangu Banner suppresses the Twilight Sword."

"Don't even think about these two supreme artifacts."

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "These two things won't do. Don't you still have the Haotian Pagoda in your uncle's hand?"

"no!"

Yang Jian and Nezha said in unison.

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, "How come you two are so in sync?"

Nezha said seriously: "I hate towers. When playing pesticide, I don't need to care about kills, but I must push the tower!"

Yang Jian said seriously: "Even if I die, I will jump down from here rather than accept his charity."

"I don't believe that the three of us can't catch a monkey."

"Xiaotian, get up and work!"