Chapter 1214 Another One

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Sun Wukong's aura instantly became extremely fierce, and Zhang Ziling's eyes couldn't help narrowing.

boom!

The ground next to Zhang Ziling shattered in an instant, and a gully spread from Zhang Ziling to the distance.

"I said it, don't mention it again!" The golden hoop stick in Sun Wukong's hand was still stained with a lot of gravel. Obviously, the gully next to Zhang Ziling was smashed by Sun Wukong.

"Sun Wukong is angry?"

In the sky, Yang Jian saw that Sun Wukong's momentum had changed greatly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Yang Jian was very curious about what the Devil Emperor said to make Sun Wukong become like this!

In Yang Jian's impression, after becoming a Buddha, Sun Wukong has always maintained an attitude of indifference, not caring about everything around him, and never getting angry.

"It's really interesting..." Zhang Ziling glanced at the gully next to him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "The Great Sage really surprised me!"

"court death!"

When Sun Wukong heard Zhang Ziling's words, he immediately rushed towards Zhang Ziling with the golden cudgel in his hand, a violent aura surging around him.

Seeing Sun Wukong rushing menacingly, Zhang Ziling also took a step forward and grabbed Sun Wukong's golden cudgel with his bare hands.

boom!

The ground behind Zhang Ziling shattered instantly, two forces were entangled around, and the surrounding spiritual energy began to riot. The monks couldn't bear the pressure of the two, and they stepped back.

The entire Nanzhou City was shaken by this.

"Hahaha! It's interesting! Has the Great Sage dared to face his former identity? Then I'll play with you!" Zhang Ziling grabbed Sun Wukong's golden cudgel and laughed loudly, his black hair fluttering!

"I said, don't call me the Great Sage!"

Sun Wukong roared, and the golden hoop suddenly became bigger, Zhang Ziling couldn't hold it, and he let go with a bang.

boom!

Zhang Ziling was pressed to the ground by the golden hoop again!

All the hair on Sun Wukong's body stood up.

The cassock was stretched by his powerful aura, and the golden spiritual power surrounding Sun Wukong also turned red.

"Hahaha, Great Sage, even your power is spiritual power, and the power of the ancient Buddha that burns the lamp is completely two types of power. You still say that you are a god?"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Ziling laughed and lifted Sun Wukong's golden cudgel directly.

"why……"

The monks around looked at the appearance of Sun Wukong, their eyes were full of doubts, and they were somewhat incomprehensible.

Why doesn't Sun Wukong like the Nine Emperors to call him the Great Sage?

Isn't the Monkey King the glory of Sun Wukong?

"Death to me!" Sun Wukong increased his strength and wanted to suppress Zhang Ziling.

The scarlet spiritual power was surging around, and the entire Nanzhou City was plunged into the sea of ​​Sun Wukong's spiritual power. The monks only felt endless malice from it.

No one knows exactly where the Nine Emperors touched Sun Wukong's inverse scales.

"I can't let you smash it down with this stick." Zhang Ziling looked at Sun Wukong like this, a smile flashed in his eyes, and dark demonic energy surged out of his body.

Sun Wukong only felt a powerful force coming from the golden hoop, and he seemed to want to let go.

"Great Sage, it looks like you can't even control your wishful golden cudgel!" Zhang Ziling looked at Sun Wukong and chuckled.

"You bastard!" Sun Wukong watched the Ruyi golden cudgel shrink, and the red glow in his eyes became even more intense, as if he was angry because he couldn't control the golden cudgel.

boom!

But just when Sun Wukong became more and more violent, Zhang Ziling had already blasted the golden cudgel from Sun Wukong's hand, and then punched Sun Wukong in the face again.

"It's really a waste to put this chaotic artifact in your hands now." Zhang Ziling's voice sounded in Sun Wukong's ear, causing Sun Wukong's pupils to shrink.

"What!" Yang Jian exclaimed when Zhang Ziling punched Sun Wukong, his eyes full of shock.

He really didn't expect that the Devil Emperor would have the absolute upper hand over Sun Wukong!

The monks watched the golden hoop fly into the sky, their minds blank for a moment.

Even the Great Sage is like this in front of Lord Nine Emperors?

boom!

The golden hoop fell to the ground, and Sun Wukong was blasted out by Zhang Ziling.

The heavy golden hoop smashed the ground, and half of the buildings in the entire city of Nanzhou collapsed.

Fortunately, because there were two gods who often fought in Nanzhou City before, the citizens of Nanzhou City were used to this kind of scene, so when Sun Wukong appeared in the sky over Nanzhou City, ordinary people fled early. High-rise dense place.

Sun Wukong smashed into a tall building in the distance like a cannonball, and his entire body was covered by rubble.

Zhang Ziling stood among the ruins, calmly watching the collapsed building in the distance, the golden hoop fell not far from Zhang Ziling.

There was silence all around, and the monks stared blankly at Zhang Ziling's tall and straight figure, not knowing what to say for a while.

In the hearts of everyone, the Nine Emperors are indeed extremely powerful, and even God is vulnerable in front of the Nine Emperors.

But the one who was knocked out was Sun Wukong...

Even the Great Sage Monkey King was blasted out by Lord Nine Emperors with a punch. The monks always felt that the world had become illusory and their emotions were complicated, like knocking over a five-flavor bottle.

I do not know the joys and sorrows.

"not good!"

In the sky, Yang Jian saw Sun Wukong being blasted out by Zhang Ziling, and immediately called out his three-pointed two-blade spear, turning into a white beam and charging towards Zhang Ziling.

The Demon Emperor is not polite to the shrine at all!

He's going to help.

"Another one?"

Zhang Ziling felt a strong momentum coming from the sky again, and couldn't help but look up, only to see a god with vertical eyes rushing towards him.

"Evil Emperor, True Monarch Erlang is here, dare to take a shot at me!" Yang Jian shouted, the three-pointed two-edged gun carrying terrifying divine power, bombarded Zhang Ziling.

After hearing Yang Jian's words, the monks only felt a hot wind blowing from the sky, and they all looked up.

"It's God Erlang!" The monks exclaimed when they saw Yang Jian's appearance. They didn't expect another famous god in China to appear!

"Yang Jian!!!"

But before Yang Jian rushed to Zhang Ziling, Sun Wukong's voice exploded in the sky, forcing Yang Jian to stop.

"Sun Wukong?" Yang Jian stopped in the sky and stared at the ruins in a daze, the divine power surrounding him suddenly dissipated.

A dazzling golden light lit up from the ruins, and the monks subconsciously covered their eyes with their arms.

Zhang Ziling turned his gaze from Yang Jian to the direction of Sun Wukong, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "It seems to have some effect..."

"he's mine."

Sun Wukong's low voice echoed in the sky, and all the boulders covering him turned into powder.

Yang Jian closed his eyes tightly, and only vaguely saw a tall and straight figure standing in the golden light from his vertical pupils, and the tattered cassocks all over his body danced along with him.

The golden light gradually dissipated, and the cultivators finally saw Sun Wukong who was slowly walking towards Zhang Ziling.

The golden hoop that fell not far from Zhang Ziling began to vibrate violently, and the strong force made Nanzhou City tremble with it.

Yang Jian swallowed slightly, and stepped back holding the three-pointed two-blade spear.

The current Sun Wukong...

Yang Jian seemed to see a little bit of his past.