Chapter 140: Battle, the Demon Saints VS the Great Sage!

"Ah!"

After seeing this scene, Ying Zheng slowly walked to the side of Demon Lord Qingyue and watched the battle that was about to unfold.

There was also a hint of interest in his eyes, and he slowly said:
"Your Excellency Demon Lord, I am also very interested in this battle!"

Since ancient times, this group of monsters have caused a lot of trouble to Sun Wukong on his journey to the West.

Moreover, these monsters are basically all the top-level monsters at that time, and each of them can have a great impact on Sun Wukong.

So now that Sun Wukong is facing these monsters, it is probably not an easy task for him to win the battle.

Hearing these words, Demon Lord Qingyue stretched out his palm burning with demonic flames and gently patted Ying Zheng's shoulder.

A cold smile flashed across the ferocious face.

"Since Your Majesty wants to watch it, I will let them perform well to entertain Your Majesty!"

The moment the words fell, the numerous monsters present instantly moved, and each monster used its strongest means.

They rushed towards Sun Wukong in an instant, erupting with extremely terrifying energy fluctuations.

Moreover, the strength of each of their monsters has reached the level of half-step ancient god, which poses a very big threat to Sun Wukong.

"Ying Zheng, you!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and instantly felt that the other party had betrayed him. He felt anger burning in his heart.

Waving the golden cudgel in his hand, he rushed directly towards the group of monsters.

This Majesty is such a bastard!
Seeing that the situation was not good, he directly defected to the enemy group!
For Sun Wukong, this was simply unimaginable.

Especially now that he has to face this group of monsters alone.

You know, this group of monsters once caused him a great obstacle on his journey to the West, and now that they have gathered together, they are even more difficult to deal with.

This group of monsters includes the powerful Bull Demon King, the Golden Horn and Silver Horn, the three brothers of Lion Camel Ridge, and the demon saints such as the Centipede Demon...
A group of monsters united together, and the methods used by each of them made it difficult for Sun Wukong to defend against.

Rumble!
The Bull Demon King wielded his three-pronged axe and swung it down with one blow, unleashing a force that was no less than that of Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

In just a moment, Sun Wukong was blown away.

Before Sun Wukong landed on the ground, Jinjiao and Yinjiao appeared in front of him, shouting his name loudly, holding a gourd in their hands.

Seeing that Sun Wukong did not agree, they directly released fire and thunder from the gourd.

Sun Wukong gnashed his teeth and barely rolled out of the flames and thunder, but before he could fully recover.

The three brothers from Lion Camel Ridge were charging towards him from the front, each holding a sharp blade. It was obvious that they did not want to let him go, and their strength was terrifying.

Under the continuous attacks, even Sun Wukong's methods have been damaged.

There was a hint of anger in his eyes, but he also looked exhausted.

I'm afraid even Sun Wukong himself did not expect that he would encounter such a scene one day.

The numerous monsters that had been on the journey to the west all followed at this moment.

If it was one of them, I'm afraid Sun Wukong would still have a way to deal with it.

But with so many demon saints gathered together, unless its original body, the Fighting and Victory Buddha, comes in person, there is simply no way to deal with this group of monsters.

In just a moment, Sun Wukong was knocked to the ground by the Bull Demon King's axe, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

With a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, Sun Wukong stared at the front, where Demon Lord Qingyue was walking towards him.

"Heh!" Demon Lord Qingyue looked at Sun Wukong with a smile, and directly stretched out his big claws burning with demon flames, grabbed Sun Wukong's monkey head and hung it in the air.

"Sun Wukong, I'm afraid you yourself didn't expect that you would end up like this today, right?"

“If it is your true body, a very terrifying Fighting and Victory Buddha descended, I might be a little afraid of you, but with your current clone made of a hair…”

"Ah!"

"Just accept your death obediently!"

"It's a pity that you are just a hair. If I can use your real body, then adding you to this group of monsters and making you a puppet in my hands would be a very interesting thing!"

Hearing these words, Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and showed an unwilling expression.

Demon Lord Qingyue waved his claws and was about to strike down to end Sun Wukong's life when he suddenly thought of something and looked at Ying Zheng who was watching the battle silently.

"Come!"

"Your Majesty, this opportunity to kill Sun Wukong is given to you!"

"Being able to kill this Monkey King should be something worth being famous for, right?"

He threw Sun Wukong directly in front of Ying Zheng like garbage, watching Ying Zheng's movements with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Come, kill him, and let us fall into the devil's cultivation together!"

to be honest!
Demon Lord Qingyue did not completely trust Ying Zheng at all, and still had a trace of doubt.

If Ying Zheng could kill Sun Wukong in front of him, then his doubts would be dispelled, so he would give this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity directly to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng raised the corner of his mouth and slowly walked to the front of Sun Wukong. Looking at Sun Wukong's blurred chest, his whole face was filled with unwillingness and he looked unconvinced.

hum!
At this moment, Ying Zheng clenched his palm into the void, and it immediately turned into a giant black claw, like a black dragon claw, burning with mysterious flames, and was about to end Sun Wukong's life downwards.

However, at the moment when the black dragon claw was about to fall, it suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Oh?"

Seeing this scene, Demon Lord Qingyue's expression flashed with coldness and he spoke slowly.

"It seems that His Majesty is planning to join my side!"

"Ah!"

Ying Zheng smiled indifferently, neither agreeing nor denying.

Instead, he spoke slowly, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"I just suddenly thought of an interesting thing. Instead of killing Sun Wukong, it would be more interesting to control him and turn him into a puppet."

As he spoke, a black energy thread suddenly appeared in Ying Zheng's palm.

Then, it turned into rain and descended directly on the entire alien space at the speed of thunder.

Before Demon Lord Qingyue could react.

Ying Zheng spoke with a slight smile.

"Excuse me……"

"It seems that I made a wrong step!"

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(End of this chapter)