Journey to the West: Characters from the Heavens

Looking at the completely destroyed King Yu Shi, Sun Wukong's eyes moved slightly, and his heart was touched. He seemed to say goodbye to one of his pasts. The Sun Wukong, who only knew how to be greedy for wine and flattery, disappeared.

Sun Wukong seemed to have felt the once and persistent pursuit of immortality again, but this time, his pursuit was different. He wanted to become a quasi-saint, and he wanted to find Buddha Tathagata to avenge his five hundred years of repression!

With a "click!", the Yin Wooden Stick fell to the ground. Sun Wukong's eyes moved slightly. He felt that the Yin Wooden Stick was attracting him, but for some reason, subconsciously, Sun Wukong picked up the Yin Wooden Stick.

"Wukong, why are you picking things up again?" Chen Yi thought of Yuan Hong's iron stick that Sun Wukong had gone away before, and he was a little confused. When did Sun Wukong learn this magical power?

"Yes, monkey, why do you have the habit of collecting sticks?" Zhu Bajie also teased from the side, "What's the matter? Do you want to learn from Nezha, and use three different weapons when you have three heads and six arms?"

"I don't know either. I just think that this weapon has an inexplicable attraction, and I should put it away." Sun Wukong held the Yin Wooden Stick, and a magic trick appeared in Sun Wukong's heart.

Sun Wukong recited the Dharma Skills lightly, and the Yin Wooden Stick seemed to have spirituality, slowly getting smaller and flew into Sun Wukong's ears.

At this point, there were already three sticks in Sun Wukong's ears, and he could even fight against Landlords, if they could.

Chen Yi shrugged and didn't ask anything else. He just put away the Seven-Star Sword and looked at the White Dragon Horse. When he found that the White Dragon Horse was still a little depressed and was not suitable to rush, Chen Yi said: "Let's fix it here for a while!"

"As for the Red Boy, we will set out again when the little white dragon's injury recovers."

"Thank you, Master!" A trace of gratitude flashed in Bailongma's eyes, and he hurriedly continued to circulate his bloodline to recover from his injuries, and Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were also a little tired.

After all, Sun Wukong had a battle in the demon world and was injured, and Zhu Bajie was also injured by the troubled demon. When they finally recovered and had time to have a banquet, they rushed back in a hurry. They should have a good rest.

Not to mention Chen Yi, the body was blown up by King Yu Shi countless times, and he was exhausted both physically and mentally. After recovering from his injuries, he hurried back and was a little tired at this time.

The westbound team did not say anything else, and each sat cross-legged, or lie down to rest, adjusting its state.

In Beijuluzhou, there are a mountain in which the dragon demon king, the Peng demon king, the lion and the camel king, and the macaque king are all here, but they are not in a good mood at this time.

Of course it was not because they already knew about the death of King Yu's death. Not to mention that the Journey to the West was started at this time, they did not feel the death of King Yu's death so easily. Just say that before the Journey to the West was started, the sensing between them was not so strong.

"I don't know what's going on with Lao Liu." The dragon demon king's eyes moved slightly, "Brother, I don't want to help us no matter what he said, and I don't know why he is so afraid of the three monsters in Buddhism!"

"Blame me, when it was built in Lion Camel Ridge, I didn't invite my elder brother to come over." The Lion Camel King sighed heavily, "Otherwise, if the eldest brother regarded Lion Camel Ridge as his second home, he would not have been occupied by those three monsters!"

"With the elder brother here, we will not be driven out by them!" The unhappiness flashed in the eyes of the Demon King Peng, "Gold-winged Roc Eagle! What a big name! How dare you call yourself my ancestor? When I became famous, I had never heard of his name!"

"That's it! He actually said that he let us go for the sake of the same clan! When did we seven great saints suffer such grievances?" The monkey king's eyes flashed with anger and laughed coldly, "It's just a group of dogs who have participated in Buddhism, what's there to be proud of!"

"I don't know if Red Boy can tell the big brother..." The Lion Camel King shook his head, "And not only did he ask for the big brother's help, but he also needed a banana fan to deal with the Yin and Yang Qi bottle!"

"Yes!" The Macaque King looked at the Demon King Peng and asked tentatively, "Third Brother, do you really don't know the Golden-winged Roc Eagle? I heard him say it's so sure, it doesn't seem like he is lying!"

"I am the descendant of the Northern Sea Monster Kunpeng, what does it have to do with his Golden-winged Great Pluto Eagle!" The Peng Demon King naturally refused to admit his relationship with the Golden-winged Great Pluto Eagle. "My bloodline can also become the Kunpeng body. Moreover, everyone is now the body of Daluo, so it is not certain who is more noble than who has a noble bloodline!"

"I hope Lao Liu can bring us good news!" The Dragon Demon King couldn't help but shake his head, "If only the five of us were the power of the Daluo Golden Immortal, he would not be able to fight against the Yin and Yang Qi Bottle!"

"Why don't we wait until Lao Qi reaches the Lion Camel Ridge before we talk?" The Lion Camel King seemed to have thought of something and looked at the brothers tentatively, "After all, when Lao Qi and the others pass the Lion Camel Ridge, the three monsters should go back..."

"Hmph! What a Lao Qi! Just a arrogant guy, he almost killed us back then!" The Dragon Demon King was the first to disagree.

"Yes, the two and three times of becoming an official are not the same as us!" The Macaque King also retorted.

"If we wait for them to leave the Lion Camel Ridge and go back, what's the difference between admitting defeat?" Peng Demon King disagreed even more, "If the demons in the world know, where will we put our face?"

For a moment, the four great saints fell into silence, and their eyes drifted to the west. For hundreds of years, in order to compete for this breath, they all broke through to the Daluo Golden Immortal, which is enough to show that they are top-notch in terms of talent and follow-up.

But unfortunately, not to mention that the green-haired lion and the six-toothed white elephant are not inferior to them, the golden-winged big roc eagle is far above them in terms of his feet and martial arts. In addition to the treasure Yin and Yang Qi Bottle, they have no chance of winning at all.

In the Fire Cloud Cave in the Kalloping Songsan, Hongboy waited for so many days, but she didn't wait until King Yu Shi brought the Golden Immortal Cultivator. Hongboy felt something was wrong in her heart, so Hongboy called a confidant.

"You, go and invite the eldest king. I said that after Uncle Six came, I wanted to bribe me, but I didn't agree. Now Uncle Six suddenly disappeared!" Hongbo's eyes turned, "I'm worried that Uncle Six will join forces with other uncles to arrest me and threaten his father..."

"Yes!" The confidant little demon responded quickly, turned around and left the Huoyun Cave.

"Hmph!" A hint of mocking appeared on the corner of Red Boy's mouth, "The Golden Immortal Cultivator who promised me actually wanted to swallow it by himself. How could such a cheap thing be like this!"

"When my father comes, let's see what you will explain to you, Uncle Six!"