Chapter 757: Taiyi Zhenren's Little Thoughts

His figure suddenly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Wukong, holding a purple-red long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword piercing Wukong's chest.

Wukong was horrified, and in panic, he leaned back to avoid the purple-red long sword, and at the same time stretched out his hand to wave at the demon king, and a long spear in his hand flew out and stabbed at the demon king.

"Dangdangdang!"

The long spear and the purple-red sword collided with each other, making a sound of metal clashing and sparks flying.

Wukong and the demon king each retreated several feet, then stood firm, their faces were very solemn, and they looked at each other.

"This demon king's cultivation is so profound and unfathomable. It seems that I still underestimated him. My strength ranks ninth among the demons, but compared with this demon king, it is only one in the sky and one in the ground. I am not his opponent!" Wukong thought to himself.

"Wukong! You better leave quickly! This demon king is the king of demon kings. His strength is extraordinary. If he goes crazy, I'm afraid even we can't escape. So, please leave, Wukong." Taiyi Zhenren watched Wukong and the demon king fighting each other, and was extremely worried. He persuaded Wukong.

Wukong was reluctant to leave when he heard Taiyi Zhenren's words, but his strength was indeed inferior to the opponent. If he fought hard, his chances of winning were extremely low, so he decided to leave temporarily. After all, the demon king was the demon king, and he couldn't deal with the demon king. If he continued to stay here, it would only cause trouble for the opponent.

So Wukong nodded and said to Taiyi Zhenren: "Okay! I'll leave now. I hope Uncle Master can bless Master and others to successfully overcome the dangerous disaster."

When Taiyi Zhenren heard Wukong's words, his face was bitter: "Wukong, this is because I am incompetent and cannot help your master and others. I hope you can forgive me."

When Wukong saw Taiyi Zhenren's look, he quickly comforted him: "Uncle Master! Don't think like that. It's not your fault! You tried your best, which only means that the great catastrophe of heaven and earth cannot be changed by anyone. You don't have to be too pessimistic. Don't worry, my master and others will be fine!"

When Taiyi Zhenren heard Wukong say this, he nodded, sighed, and stopped talking. He didn't want to implicate his fellow disciples because of his relationship.

Wukong saw that Taiyi Zhenren didn't say anything, and didn't say more, and turned to leave.

Wukong had just left a few steps when he suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He quickly stopped and looked around, but saw a purple-red stream of light shooting towards him rapidly.

"Boom!"

The demon king punched the ground behind Wukong, and the whole mountain was shaken, with rocks flying everywhere, and the mountain collapsed instantly.

"Hmph!"

The demon king saw that he had smashed Wukong's ground into pieces with one punch, and a smug smile appeared on his face. He snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Wukong was hit by the demon king's punch and rolled over, and crawled out of the ruins in a mess.

Wukong got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the demon king with an angry face.

Wukong felt a little aggrieved.

"Demon King! You actually sneak attacked!"

When the Demon King heard what Wukong said, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "Hmph! You demon monkey, don't pretend here. Your little Taoism can't hide from my sharp eyes. If you didn't sneak attack, how could you be my opponent with your cultivation? You'd better die obediently! My blade is not only sharp, it also has unparalleled destructive power!"

After the Demon King finished speaking, he waved the long sword in his hand, and the long sword suddenly turned into a huge one of hundreds of feet, carrying an unparalleled destructive aura, and slashed towards Wukong.

When Wukong saw this huge demon sword slashing at him, he was immediately frightened and his face turned pale. He cursed in his heart: "Damn it! This demon king is really powerful! Although my strength is inferior to his, it is not easy to beat him. I don't know how to get rid of this demon king."

Thinking in his heart, Wukong hurriedly urged his soul to call back the Zhuxian Sword.

Wukong's mind moved, and a Zhuxian sword flew out, turning into a golden light, and slashed towards the demon king.

Zhuxian sword slashed, and a golden sword light slashed towards the demon king. The demon king saw the Zhuxian sword flying, and a trace of grim smile appeared on his face, and he waved the long sword in his hand.

The giant sword met the sword light, making a loud rumbling sound.

The giant sword was chopped in half by the sword light.

Wukong was relieved when he saw this scene.

"Humph! Demon king, do you think my Zhuxian sword can't hurt you? I will cut off your demon body today!" Wukong saw that his attack was effective, and a trace of ferocity appeared on his face.

"Humph! You dare to try to hurt me with your Zhuxian sword? It's really wishful thinking. I tell you, today I will let you see the true strength of my demon king." The demon king waved the long sword in his hand.

The long sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and golden lines flew out from the long sword, instantly entwining the long sword, and then a burst of golden light burst out, and a golden light column shot up into the sky, and under the control of the demon king, it slashed towards Wukong.

Wukong saw the golden light column attacking him, and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Seeing this, the demon king showed a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Humph! Demon monkey! Let's see where you can run! Today, you are the soul under my sword!"

As the demon king said, he held the long sword in his hand and chased Wukong.

Wukong fled all the way, and behind him, a golden light column chased him closely.

When Wukong saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown. He knew in his heart that if he continued to run like this, he would be killed by the demon king sooner or later. At that time, the fairy jade on his body would be his last resort.

Thinking of this, Wukong stopped immediately.

The demon king saw Wukong stop and showed a scornful smile on his face.

"Monster monkey! Today you can't fly even if you have wings!"

Wukong smiled coldly when he heard the arrogant words of the demon king.

"Demon king! You underestimate me too much!" Wukong said, pinching his right hand, a golden rune quickly condensed in Wukong's hand and turned into a spear.

The spear was pitch black, and a cold breath spread on it.

Wukong held the spear, his figure flashed, and rushed towards the demon king. The spear instantly flew out of his hand and turned into a thousand-meter-long spear, slashing at the demon king fiercely.

When the demon king saw the thousand-meter-long black spear, his face changed drastically, and he quickly swung the huge demon sword to block in front of him.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came.

"Puff!"

A stream of blood spurted out of the demon king's mouth.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of the demon king's mouth, and the demon king's arm trembled, and a sharp pain came.