Chapter 837 The Great Saint of Peace

The appearance of Sun Wukong immediately attracted the attention of other immortal gods not far away.

Someone who seemed to be familiar with him said hello: "Great Sage, why are you here? Didn't you say you couldn't come before..."

boom!

Before the man finished speaking, he was frightened by Sun Wukong's stick.

Not only him, but everyone present was like this. They watched in stunned silence as Sun Wukong smashed all the peaches on the table to pieces with a stick.

"Great Sage, this...this..."

The incredible look in Sun Wukong's eyes made Sun Wukong feel a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "The golden cudgel is too heavy, so I can't hold it."

boom!

Another stick, and another table of flat peaches was beaten to pieces.

"Oh my, what's going on today? Why doesn't this golden cudgel work?" Sun Wukong used his exaggerated acting skills to control the golden cudgel, smashing the peaches on the tables with one stick after another.

Only then did the gods and immortals react and became furious.

"Sun Wukong! What on earth do you want to do!"

"Suffering from the plague, do you know that today is the day when the Queen Mother holds a peach festival? How dare you!?"

At this time, Sun Wukong couldn't continue his performance. He wanted to be demanding and said fiercely: "Today, I am going to smash this peach festival. Even if the Jade Emperor comes, I can't stop it. If you want to blame, blame the Queen Mother of the West. Who told her We were not invited..."

"Don't be so arrogant as a monkey!" an excited children's voice sounded, interrupting Sun Wukong's words.

I saw a child wearing a lotus skirt, a hot wheel on his feet, a fire-pointed spear in his hand, and Tian Ling wrapped around his waist. He rushed over in a hurry. Looking at his excited look, it seemed that Sun Wukong was here to cause trouble, which was worse than eating a flat peach. Much more interesting.

The person coming was none other than Nezha.

boom!

With a wave of the golden hoop in Sun Wukong's hand, Nezha came and went back.

However, he was not weak after all. Although he was knocked away, he was not injured and rushed forward again with a yell.

Where does Sun Wukong have the kung fu and Nezha Moji? While there are not many immortals coming now, the peach feast must be destroyed quickly.

So while fighting with Nezha and other gods, he continued to destroy the flat peaches.

The gods in front of him couldn't stop him at all, and they could only watch Sun Wukong smash the flat peach.

"What a waste of natural resources!!"

"Damn monkey! I will definitely report this to the Jade Emperor! Let the Jade Emperor punish you!"

"Punish me for this crime?" Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He knew that he had caused a big disaster, and the heaven would definitely not be able to tolerate him. Anyway, it was a capital crime, so he simply refused to do it and came directly to him. Trouble in heaven! He has been coveting the elixirs and elixirs in heaven for a long time.

boom!

An indescribable terrifying power burst out from him and spread crazily between heaven and earth.

He held the golden cudgel, and his aura changed accordingly, like a peerless evil demon looking down at the world.

Without any hesitation, Sun Wukong swung down his stick, and the boundless and terrifying force poured down like the water of the Milky Way bursting its banks. All the gods and gods present were shocked.

They tried their best to resist, but they couldn't resist at all. Fortunately, Monkey King was not targeting them, but the Peach Festival.

Boom——!

The entire white jade hall was instantly reduced to ruins, and the gods and gods were blown away by the aftermath of the terrifying power, in great embarrassment.

"Hahaha... I, my grandson, will go too!"

Sun Wukong's laughter echoed in the sky, and the next moment he somersaulted and ran towards the lower world.

"Quick! Report to the Jade Emperor quickly. This monster monkey deliberately destroyed the peach festival and has now escaped to the lower world!"

The Peach Festival cannot be held, but the current heaven is even more lively than the Peach Festival. Immortals and gods are galloping in the heaven, and hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals are gathering.

At this time, Sun Wukong, who was supposed to run to the lower realm, quietly appeared in Taishang Laojun's Tushita Palace. He had previously pretended to go to the lower realm in order to deceive the gods and gods away.

Anyway, he will definitely not be able to come to Heaven in the future. He plans to loot Heaven before running away.

As the mastermind behind the scenes, Fang Xiu began to plunder flat peaches.

He collected all the attractively fragrant peaches in the peach orchard. He had already checked that these peaches growing on the trees had not been contaminated.

In line with the principle of not wasting it, he took away all the peaches. Anyway, with the help of the Great Sage of Balancing the Account, he didn't have to worry about being found out later.

After cleaning up the peach garden, Fang Xiu left for the peach festival. He planned to see how Sun Wukong was doing.

When he arrived at the Flat Peach Festival, he saw chaos and chaos. The entire white jade hall collapsed, not to mention the flat peach, not even a complete table could be found.

The Monkey King is indeed trustworthy and efficient. If Fang Xiu had done this by himself, he would have been stopped by the gods as soon as he smashed a table of peaches.

At this time, there were many maids and boys coming and going on the ruins, sighing and clearing away the debris. There were also some chicken thieves, scanning the ruins with their small eyes, hoping to find a complete flat peach.

For example, the boy who stopped Fang Xiu before was the one who was the most active in rummaging around with two long-haired boys tied up.

Seeing him, Fang Xiu remembered that there was still one flat peach that had not been destroyed, and that was the one on the boy's body. This time he left in a hurry and did not take away the boy's flat peach.

With this thought, he walked towards the boy. The boy, who was bending over and actively searching on the ground, suddenly felt a dark shadow in front of his eyes.

The boy raised his head and looked carefully. His face changed drastically in an instant. He was so scared that he sat down on the ground: "You, you, you...what do you want to do!?"

Fang Xiu stretched out his hand to him: "Bring out the peaches."

The boy's face was uncertain, and his whole body was full of resistance, but in the end he was defeated by Fang Xiu's calm eyes and handed over the peaches obediently.

He didn't dare not hand it over. There were so many people here. Once someone found out that he had hidden the peaches privately, it would be a serious crime.

After taking away the last contaminated peach, Fang Xiu prepared to leave.

Maybe because the Peach Festival was destroyed, the Queen Mother of the West did not appear at the scene this time. He planned to reveal the true face of the Queen Mother of the West.

Destroying the Peach Festival does not completely solve the crisis. As long as the true face of the Queen Mother of the West is not revealed, the crisis in the Heavenly Palace will not be resolved.

She can hold the Peach Festival today, and the Hairy Peach Festival tomorrow.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a limping figure out of the corner of his eye.

The figure was limping and preparing to leave the Peach Festival, muttering: "Damn you monkey who got plagued! My legs!"