Chapter 325

Sun Wukong and Su Chen, two streams of light, one gold and one cyan, tore through the gloomy miasma that never dissipated in North Ju Luzhou.

In just a moment, they arrived outside the Golden Wind Valley.

Sun Wukong stood on the clouds, looking down.

At the valley entrance, the originally standing black flag of the Demon Alliance had been cut in half, and the tattered flag surface had been stepped into the mud swamp full of stench, still stained with dried blood.

Replacing it was a blood-colored flag.

On the flag surface, a ferocious beast mouth was outlined with dark gold paint, as if it wanted to swallow this heaven and earth alive.

The large flag fluttered in the wind, revealing an arrogant and domineering taste.

Sun Wukong looked at the Demon Alliance's remnant flag in the mud swamp, and in his golden pupils, firelight seemed to jump up bit by bit.

Su Chen stood by his side, also without saying a word.

Sun Wukong slowly raised his right hand, and the Golden-Hooped Rod flew out from his right ear, growing with the wind and transforming into a dark golden iron rod a zhang long.

The next moment, Sun Wukong's figure flashed, holding the Golden-Hooped Rod, and headed toward the mountain gate of the Golden Wind Valley.

"Boom!"

The Golden-Hooped Rod, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, smashed heavily onto the mountain gate of the Golden Wind Valley.

That huge mountain gate, reinforced by arrays, was as fragile as a paper frame in front of this force, instantly exploding into powder filling the sky.

The violent shockwave, centered on the mountain gate, swept toward the valley in a fan shape.

Sun Wukong's Great Luo Jinxian pressure was released without reservation at this moment.

"Pfft..."

Hundreds of small demons responsible for patrolling in the valley did not even have time to scream before they were crushed by this terrifying pressure.

Their bodies exploded into mists of blood in mid-air, instantly revealing the original forms of various birds and beasts, falling heavily to the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices, and dying on the spot.

The terrain of the entire Golden Wind Valley was forcibly changed by this rod, and the ground cracked open a fissure tens of zhang wide, extending to the depths of the valley.

Dust shot into the sky.

Sun Wukong stood at the entrance of the Golden Wind Valley, carrying the Golden-Hooped Rod with one hand, his gaze coldly watching the valley.

"Who dares to come to Golden Wind Valley to run wild!"

A rough, hoarse roar came from the depths of the valley.

Immediately following, a powerful aura shot into the sky from the depths of the Golden Wind Valley, followed by many mixed auras.

In the blink of an eye, a group of demons arrived in front of the Golden Wind Valley.

The leader was three zhang tall, his muscles knotted, and his bare upper body was covered with dense black totems.

He held a nine-ringed large saber in his hand, and the blade was wrapped in insidious black Qi.

This demon was precisely the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King mentioned by the Macaque King and the other.

He led the elite demon generals under his command and rushed out of the Golden Wind Valley aggressively.

When the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King saw Sun Wukong standing on the edge of the abyss, his footsteps stopped abruptly.

He felt the Great Luo Jinxian pressure that had not yet dissipated; the peak of the Tai Yi Jin Xian and the Great Luo Jinxian seemed to be only one step apart, but in reality, it was like a heavenly chasm.

Logically speaking, facing an angry Great Luo Jinxian, any demon king at the Tai Yi level would instinctively choose to retreat, let alone Sun Wukong, who was at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Jinxian realm.

But this Heaven-Swallowing Demon King was somewhat unusual.

After a brief hesitation, he actually looked up and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha!" The laughter echoed in the dilapidated mountain valley.

"I wondered who it was; it turns out to be another monkey!" The Heaven-Swallowing Demon King carried the nine-ringed large saber on his shoulder, stuck out his scarlet tongue to lick his lips, his eyes full of contempt, "I suppose you are the reinforcements invited by those two monkeys. I heard those two monkeys say they came from some Demon Alliance; now it seems they are just a mob! Those two monkeys were slashed by me like stray dogs, and they even lost their Daoist field. Why, now you've changed to such a skinny monkey to come and die?"

He raised the large saber with one hand, pointed at Sun Wukong with the tip of the blade, and raised his chin high.

"Monkey, come over and die!"

A strong wind blew past, rolling up the dust on the ground.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment.

Since he was born, in these Three Realms, he had never seen anyone who dared to be so arrogant in front of him, daring to point a saber at his nose and curse him.

Sun Wukong laughed in anger.

"Good. Very good."

The corners of his mouth parted, revealing sharp white fangs.

"Old Sun will see today what foundation you have to speak such wild words!"

Before the words fell.

"Boom!"

The ground under Sun Wukong's feet collapsed abruptly, and his entire person instantly disappeared from the spot.

His speed was too fast, and the air was squeezed to emit a deafening sonic boom.

When he appeared again, Sun Wukong was already less than three zhang above the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King's head.

He held the Golden-Hooped Rod with both hands, his waist exerted force, his spine like a fully drawn large bow, carrying the power to tear everything apart, and smashed down on his head!

This rod directly blocked the space around the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

Facing this heaven-startling strike, although the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King showed a moment of fear on his face, it quickly disappeared.

His eyes widened, and he roared, holding the handle of the nine-ringed large saber tightly with both hands.

The black totems on his body seemed to come alive, squirming crazily, and endless insidious black Qi poured crazily into the saber body.

He did not retreat but advanced, actually raising the large saber and slashing head-on at the Golden-Hooped Rod!

Behind, Su Chen stood in mid-air, his gaze like electricity, calmly observing the entire battlefield.

When he saw the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King raising his saber to meet the attack, Su Chen's brows instantly knitted together.

It was too abnormal.

This Heaven-Swallowing Demon King did not look like a fool; being able to cultivate to the peak of the Tai Yi Jin Xian realm, he would definitely not be a fool who didn't know life from death.

Facing the angry strike of a Great Luo Jinxian, there was only one possibility for a Tai Yi Jin Xian to take the initiative to meet it—he had absolute foundation, believing he could block this rod, or even counter-kill.

"Monkey Brother, be careful, beware of a trap!" Su Chen's voice resonated directly in Sun Wukong's mind through spiritual sense.

Hearing Su Chen's transmission, Sun Wukong's eyes condensed, but the Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand did not hesitate in the slightest.

The Golden-Hooped Rod, carrying a destructive storm, pressed down fiercely.

Just as the Golden-Hooped Rod and the nine-ringed large saber were about to collide.

On the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King's chest, under the skin covered by black totems, a group of piercing, deep blue light suddenly lit up.

Following the lighting up of the deep blue light, a strange rune manifested on the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King's chest.

Immediately following.

A terrifying aura far exceeding that of a Tai Yi Jin Xian erupted from that deep blue rune.

Black Qi and blue light intertwined, instantly swallowing the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King's figure and meeting the falling Golden-Hooped Rod.

Because Sun Wukong received Su Chen's transmission, he was immediately vigilant when he saw the blue light on the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King's chest.

The trajectory of the Golden-Hooped Rod's fall did not change in the slightest, but he secretly protected his body with thirty percent of his magic power.

The Heaven-Swallowing Demon King's face was distorted, and the corners of his mouth parted to the roots of his ears as if torn.

The deep blue rune on his chest exploded abruptly, and a primitive cauldron suddenly appeared.

Ancient sea beast totems were engraved on the cauldron body, the cauldron mouth stood on three legs, the whole body was mysterious black, and it emitted a powerful aura.

The huge cauldron swelled with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned several zhang in size, standing between Sun Wukong and the Heaven-Swallowing Demon King.

"Clang!"

The Golden-Hooped Rod smashed heavily onto the cauldron wall.

The full-strength strike of a mid-stage Great Luo Jinxian was actually forcibly caught by this huge cauldron.

The moment the Golden-Hooped Rod collided with the cauldron wall, a shockwave visible to the naked eye exploded in all directions.

But that huge cauldron did not move a single bit.

A violent vibration came from Sun Wukong's arm, and his figure was bounced away for dozens of zhang, stepping on a mountain ridge until it shattered before he stabilized his figure.