Chapter 356: Sun the Great Sage Retreats the Enemy with One Staff

The thousand-zhang-long dark red Teng Snake descended from the sky.

The violent poisonous mist corroded the void above the mountain stream, emitting a harsh sound.

The rocks on the surrounding cliffs touched the poisonous mist and were instantly corroded, turning into fine sand and falling down.

Teng Yuan pushed his mid-stage Great Luo Jinxian cultivation to the limit, and the burning of his natal essence blood made his face extremely distorted.

He stared fixedly at Sun Wukong below, his eyes full of bloodthirsty madness.

He didn't believe that an unknown monkey demon could block this desperate strike of his.

Sun Wukong stood in place, the strong wind blowing his fur.

He raised his head and looked at the dark red Teng Snake that blocked the sky and sun, his golden pupils having no ripples at all.

Sun Wukong held the Ruyi Jingu Bang with both hands, his body sank slightly, and his spine arched.

The blood in his body began to boil, and the terrifying foundation obtained after refining the Six-Eared Macaque origin, combined with the terrifying physical strength polished in Mount Wuzhi for fifty years, perfectly merged at this moment.

Sun Wukong stepped on the ground with his right foot violently.

"Boom!"

The ground within a hundred zhang collapsed instantly, and earth and stones rolled into the sky.

Sun Wukong turned into a streak of brilliant golden light, rose from the ground, and rushed straight up to meet the thousand-zhang Teng Snake.

He didn't use any fancy magic spells or supernatural powers, just a combination of his magic power and terrifying physical body.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang drew a dazzling golden fan shape in mid-air, and the entire space emitted a series of dull explosions.

"Tai!"

Sun Wukong shouted, swung the Ruyi Jingu Bang with both hands, and smashed it heavily onto the huge head of the dark red Teng Snake.

A circle of terrifying air waves visible to the naked eye exploded from the center of the collision and swept in all directions.

The cliffs on both sides of the mountain stream were directly leveled by this air wave, and sky-filling rubble mixed with broken wood flew.

That dark red Teng Snake condensed from Teng Yuan's natal essence blood and Great Luo demon power began to show dense cracks from its head.

Golden light poured into the Teng Snake's body like a hot knife through butter.

The dark red phantom only persisted for half a breath before collapsing suddenly, turning into sky-filling fishy blood rain and falling.

"Puff!"

In mid-air, Teng Yuan's true body was revealed.

He spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments, and his whole person lost control.

The black poisonous spear he was proud of in his hand had its tip completely bent, and the demon patterns on the spear body were dim and lusterless.

Teng Yuan's body fell in a straight line, smashed heavily into the collapsed rubble pile below, and smashed out a deep pit dozens of zhang deep.

Sun Wukong withdrew his staff, flipped and landed, stepping steadily on a huge rock, without even the slightest disorder in his breathing.

At the bottom of the deep pit, Teng Yuan was covered in blood, and his black armor was shattered.

Seventy percent of the bones in his whole body were broken, and he was backlashed by the secret technique, and his strength was weakened by at least fifty percent.

He struggled to raise his head, his dark yellow vertical pupils full of unprecedented terror and trembling.

Being in the same mid-stage Great Luo Jinxian realm, the other party didn't even use a Dharma image, and crushed his strongest desperate strike with absolute power.

This monkey demon was simply more terrifying than the descendants of the Demon Saints with top-level bloodlines in the Demon Court!

What kind of monster is this!

Sun Wukong carried the Ruyi Jingu Bang on his shoulder, took a step, and walked toward the direction of the deep pit.

"Da, da, da."

The slight sound of footsteps fell into Teng Yuan's ears, as if they were the notes of death.

Teng Yuan's psychological defense collapsed completely. He didn't want to die yet; he was a dignified Demon Court Demon General, and a bright future was still waiting for him.

"Stop him!"

Teng Yuan roared hoarsely, turning his head to look at the Teng Snake Guards who were overturned on the ground around him.

"Form the death array! Burn the Primordial Spirit! Drag him down for this general!"

The five hundred Teng Snake Guards heard this, and their faces turned pale instantly.

Burning the Primordial Spirit, if the duration was too long or they were defeated, it meant the soul would fly away and scatter, not even having the chance to reincarnate and re-cultivate.

But military orders were like mountains, and the rules of the Demon Court were strict; if they dared to disobey, their clans would suffer.

The five hundred Heavenly Immortal realm demon soldiers gritted their teeth and spat out essence blood in unison.

Dark green flames rose on their bodies; that was the flame of the Primordial Spirit burning.

Five hundred people turned into five hundred dark green fireballs, formed an array, and rushed toward Sun Wukong regardless of everything, trying to block his footsteps.

Sun Wukong's footsteps paused, and his brows frowned tightly.

And at the moment the demon soldiers charged, Teng Yuan in the deep pit bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, and his hands formed an extremely strange magic seal.

"Blood Snake Escape!"

Teng Yuan's body exploded instantly, turning into a thick blood mist.

An extremely hidden dark red blood light rushed out of the blood mist and fled crazily toward the direction of the Demon Court station at an incredible speed.

Sun Wukong looked at the blood light that went away, a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes.

Letting his subordinates die, while he himself fled for his life.

This kind of goods also deserves to bark in front of him.

Facing the five hundred demon soldiers who burned their Primordial Spirits and rushed to the front, Sun Wukong did not kill them.

He held the Ruyi Jingu Bang with one hand and swept horizontally.

The violent Great Luo magic power turned into a hurricane and crashed directly into the demon soldiers' formation.

This force was controlled extremely precisely, not shattering their physical bodies, but cutting off the connection between their Primordial Spirits and the array in their bodies.

The dark green flames extinguished instantly, and the five hundred demon soldiers fell one after another, falling into the rubble pile.

They gasped for air, and although they had suffered heavy injuries, their lives were preserved.

Sun Wukong planted the Ruyi Jingu Bang on the ground.

He turned his head to look at the sky, and that blood light had completely disappeared at the end of his line of sight.

Chasing up and beating that long worm to death with one staff was not difficult.

But the other party had already escaped the range of Mount Wuzhi, and he was not familiar with the outside, so chasing was time-consuming and laborious.

"Really troublesome." Sun Wukong muttered.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the paralyzed Teng Snake Guards on the ground.

The five hundred demon soldiers looked at him in horror, thinking that this monkey demon was going to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

Sun Wukong looked down at them, his eyes calm.

"Go back and tell your manager." Sun Wukong's voice echoed in the mountain stream, clearly entering the ears of every demon soldier, "My old Sun is not a traitor to the demon clan, nor do I intend to be an enemy of the Demon Court."

He paused, his tone turning cold.

"But don't come to bother me again. If there is a next time, my old Sun's staff won't recognize anyone."

After speaking, Sun Wukong jumped, turned into a streak of golden light, galloped toward the direction of the Houtu tribe, and disappeared into the clouds in an instant.

The five hundred Teng Snake Guards looked at each other, and having escaped death, they looked at the direction Sun Wukong left, and thinking of Teng Yuan's ugly appearance of fleeing alone just now, they couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the edge of the Demon Court station.

Space twisted violently, and a dark red blood light stumbled out of the void and smashed heavily onto the ground.

Teng Yuan's appearance at this moment was miserable to the extreme, gray-faced, covered in blood, his aura withered, and his mid-stage Great Luo Jinxian cultivation was already crumbling, with signs of falling back to the early Great Luo stage.

Performing "Blood Snake Escape" consumed his origin, making his foundation unstable.

The patrolling demon soldiers discovered the movement and immediately surrounded him.

"Demon General Teng Yuan!"

The demon soldiers saw this miserable state, were shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

Teng Yuan pushed away the demon soldiers who were helping him and gasped for breath.

He turned his head and looked at the main military tent rolling with black mist in the center of the station.

Severe pain tore at his nerves, but what made him go crazy even more was the humiliation of being completely crushed.

He absolutely could not admit that he was unilaterally beaten by an unknown monkey demon, and even more could not let people know that he abandoned five hundred subordinates to save his life.

He must stir up the water.

Teng Yuan gritted his teeth, and extremely sinister light flickered in his dark yellow vertical pupils.

"Demon monkey..." Teng Yuan squeezed the sound from his teeth, "You colluded with the Wu Clan and slaughtered five hundred elites of my Demon Court; your crime is unforgivable. This general will definitely report to the Demon Saint, mobilize the Demon Court army, and grind you to ashes!"

He dragged his broken body and walked toward the main military tent step by step. ===== CHAPTER 357 =====