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At the foot of Black Mountain, Zhuge Wolong was commanding the army he created while looking at the direction in which Xie Bian disappeared from time to time.

The Sirius army created by reincarnation is immortal, and coupled with the energy originally stored in the underworld as a reserve army, the number of enemies in front of Zhuge Wolong has not changed since they appeared, and he is almost unable to bear it.

The current situation of Master Taixu is somewhat similar to that of Zhuge Wolong. Although after experiencing the trial in the imperial city, the awakened Master Taixu can be said to have crushed his original master, Zen Master Baiyun, in terms of combat power. But no matter what He said that he was not yet at the point where he could interfere with reincarnation and free Baiyun, but it eventually turned into a war of attrition.

The situation of the two people before reincarnation was not good, and the situation of Lin Zhengying outside was not very good either.

Although the power accumulated by Pudu Cihang by stealing the luck of the dynasty has dissipated by seven levels, the strength he has accumulated little by little after living for so many years cannot be underestimated. Coupled with the extremely huge body that is full of murderous weapons, Lin Zhengying, who was not good at close combat, could only live in a coma, trading minor injuries for time.

This was the result of Lin Zhengying's discovery of Pudu Cihang's wounds and frequent targeted strikes.

Although the situation is not very good, no matter what, the three of them can still hold on for a while, but the real trouble is still halfway up the mountain, the confrontation between Zhao Li and the old demon of Montenegro.

With a click, a big foot stepped down from the air, trampling Zhao Li into the soil, and then turned around several times.

When he lifted it up again, Zhao Li was already lying on the ground, looking half-dead. The energy in his body flickered, as if the candlelight in the cold wind at night was about to be extinguished at any time.

Looking at Zhao Li like this, the old demon of Montenegro did not let down his guard. Zhao Li had already performed the same situation twice, and the first two times had tricked him, otherwise the battle should have ended long ago.

"You, go!" Heishan ordered to the imps surrounding him.

Under the threat of Heishan, the little ghost did not dare to disobey, and floated forward bit by bit, floating to Zhao Li's side, and then found that he was not broken into pieces by the mixed energy. Those peeled off from Zhao Li's body , the energy that breaks away seems to be just fake.

The surprised kid stared at Zhao Li who was lying motionless on the ground, and then gave him a hard blow, but still did not receive any counterattack.

At this moment, all the ghosts and monsters around started to move, just like a big celebration, and pounced on Zhao Li one after another.

At this time, Heishan finally breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of Xiaoqiang was really annoying. He couldn't be sure whether he was dead or not after fighting for a long time.

The space around Heishan shook. He was ready to transcend reincarnation and crush those little bugs who dared to cause trouble under his eyes to ashes!

The teleportation only takes a moment, but just when the space exchange is about to occur, a skeleton hand stretches out from the group of goblins and hammers the ground hard. Foli stirs the entire space, directly interrupting Black Mountain's teleportation.

Zhao Li looked at the stagnant Heishan with his eyes and laughed teasingly. He was just waiting for now. He was exhausted and could no longer hold back Heishan. However, he could still make trouble at the critical moment and endure the kid. The humiliation of pretending to be dead is just for now.

I have broken through the underworld, provoked Pluto, and robbed people from Shushan in its heyday. Who are you older than them? If I say you can't leave, you can't leave!

Official Zhao's eyes seemed to be speaking his last harsh words to Heishan.

Montenegro has basically determined that the man in front of him is dead, but he has learned from the past and it is really difficult for him to leave without breaking his bones and ashes.

Funeral in the underworld!

A vortex of Yin Qi spun above Heishan's right hand, and all the wandering souls and ghosts nearby were pulled into it, making wailing sounds.

After a few more seconds, blood was gained.

Zhao Li closed his eyes and waited for the last moment to come.

"Hey! You monster, let me go!"

The entire Black Mountain began to shake with a roar, and the mountain moved upward little by little, as if it was being propped up by something.

In the place of suppression, with the fusion and change of the Golden Buddha and the War Spirit, Sun Wukong's power skyrocketed. The War Spirit was the one he spread throughout the world through humanity before he was suppressed by Black Mountain.

Realizing that the situation was collapsing at a speed beyond imagination, Heishan couldn't care less about the half-dead Zhao Li. He pressed his right hand on the ground, and the entire Heishan shrank in a circle, becoming more solid and smaller. Those prisons might There will be loopholes, but Montenegro can't control that much now.

At the bottom of the Black Mountain, the golden cudgel continues to grow, pushing up against the center of the Black Mountain, while Sun Wukong's hands are clasped behind a crack above his head.

Dharma is in heaven and earth, outside the body

Sun Wukong used each of the spells in the seventy-two transformations, and the grinning monkey's mouth also let out a terrifying roar, and his hands holding the cracks exerted force on both sides.

"Ahhhhh!"

Just a click was heard, and the cracks continued to spread upward, from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

"Five-fingered mountains can't hold me down, even a mountain like yours is worthy of it!"

A ray of golden light continued to move upward along the crack. The speed of the crack closing could not keep up with the speed of the golden light. In just a blink of an eye, a Buddha shadow hung in the dark underworld.

"Take my stick!!"

Sun Wukong escaped from the trap without saying a word, and smashed it down with a stick. The rocks suddenly cracked, and the old Black Mountain demon under the stick disappeared.

"Great Sage!" Lin Zhengying shouted in surprise.

Sun Wukong shook his head, and two rays of golden light shot out from his eyes, turning into golden needles and directly pinning Pudu Cihang to the ground who was trying to escape. No matter how Pudu Cihang twisted his body, he could not shake the golden needles that sucked like hair. .

"Take the people and leave first." Sun Wukong waved his hand, Zhao Li fell into Lin Zhengying's hands, and Xie Bian and three others appeared behind Lin Zhengying in an instant.

"Monkey, I was very polite to you when we first met. Even though we were behind enemy lines, I never took your life."

As soon as Lin Zhengying set out, the whole Black Mountain suddenly buzzed, and the voice of the old Black Mountain demon echoed throughout the underworld.

"You think, do you have that ability?" Sun Wukong slowly rotated the golden cudgel in his hand, his eyes fixed on the shaking Black Mountain below.

"Monkey, today I give you one last chance. Cooperate with me. The human world belongs to you, and the underworld belongs to me."

"Stop those stinky farts, I, Old Sun, will never negotiate terms with a guy like you!"

"Monkey, you have to think carefully. The sky will collapse, the earth will collapse, all life will be in ruins, and reincarnation will be broken. Can you afford this responsibility?"

"I don't have much ability, but I am good at throwing blame." As Sun Wukong spoke, he watched Lin Zhengying and others leave the underworld from the corner of his eye, "However, you don't want to ask around, because the troubles I, Old Sun, have made in the past are getting bigger and bigger. Afraid of you?!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and eat my stick first!"

The old demon from Montenegro wanted to say something more, but a big stick that stretched for more than a hundred kilometers had already been smashed down.

Asking for all kinds of support.