Journey to the West: Nine-tailed demon emperor

Chapter 272 Ancestor Styx
boom boom boom --
The sea of ​​blood, roaring and exploding, set off waves of blood that were monstrous and vast.

Looking around, I saw Monkey King holding a golden cudgel and swinging the wheel, opening and closing, attacking with wind and thunder, and his fighting spirit soared.

On the other side, the ferocious-looking blood madman's spear was like a light, like a violent wind and rain, with a bloody aura whistling, and the wind gusts.

"Good grandson, your little gun is not very good, today your grandpa will teach you well!"

Sun Wukong sneered, and the golden cudgel in his hand turned into a giant pillar, smashing towards the blood maniac in front of him like an overwhelming mountain.

After being underestimated several times, the blood madman was already furious, and roared angrily:
"Shoot you hozen, eat grandpa, and kill the blood god!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a loud bang, and the blood demon all over the body of the blood madman was condensed on the spear, and the dark wind howled all of a sudden, and the waves of blood shocked the sky.

boom--
The spear possessed fiercely, showing its sharpness, but the material of the golden cudgel was unparalleled, and the blood that was smashed by Xue Kuang immediately spewed out, flying upside down like a broken sack, and the spear in his hand broke even more.

"Hey, good grandson, grandpa grandpa's stick is powerful, hurry up and beg for mercy, grandpa grandpa can let you go if I'm in a good mood!"

Looking at the blood maniac who was spitting blood and sluggish, Monkey King carried the golden cudgel on his shoulder for a while, laughing and mocking.

"You, ahem..."

He was already seriously injured, but after being ridiculed by Sun Wukong, the blood maniac suddenly spurted blood, and the injury was even worse.

Taking a few deep breaths, the blood madman cast his eyes on his companion who was watching the show, and roared:
"What are you guys still looking at? If I die, can you escape? Why don't you kill this stinky monkey for me!"

It was said that the faces of the companions were inferior, and there was timidity in their eyes. The strength of Monkey King was obvious to all just now. The most powerful blood madman among them could not match them. Aren't they here just to deliver food?
Seeing the indifference of several companions, Xue Kuang was furious and shouted:
"You cowards, I can't beat you alone, can't a group of us beat..."

boom! boom! boom!
Before the blood madman finished speaking, he saw a big hand stretched out in the void, instantly smashing the blood madman and several companions into blood foam, and his soul flew away.

"What a disgrace, trash like you are worthy of being members of the Shura clan!"

At the same time, an old and hoarse voice sounded, and I saw the big hand grabbing towards Monkey King again.

"Hey, where is the monster dare to catch my grandson and eat me with a stick!"

Seeing the big hand getting closer, Monkey King was suddenly frightened and angry, and he swung the golden cudgel and smashed it down.

Ding!
Like gold and iron clashing, the golden cudgel only made a crisp sound when it hit the big hand, without leaving even the slightest trace.

"Hehe, you brazen monkey boy dares to say that I am a monster, come here!"

The old and hoarse voice sounded again, and he grabbed Monkey King with a big hand. It was useless to let Monkey King struggle, and he retracted into the void again.

…………

boom!
"Ouch, it hurts me, damn it."

There was a muffled sound all over the body, and I saw Monkey King being thrown to the ground hard, and the painful Monkey King grinned for a while.

"Hehe, monkey boy, you just hurt my Asura clansman on the sea of ​​blood in this seat, how should the debt be settled?"

An old and hoarse voice sounded from the front, startled Monkey King immediately, and looked forward vigilantly.

Sun Wukong took a closer look and saw a dark palace all around.

And right in the center of the palace, a burly old man with red hair, red eyebrows and wearing a blood robe sat cross-legged, staring at him with a pair of sharp blood pupils.

What surprised Monkey King even more was that the aura of the old man was ethereal and illusory. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Monkey King wouldn't even be able to sense the existence of the old man.

Seeing this, Monkey King was startled, secretly thinking that this time he mentioned the iron plate, which attracted such a powerful figure.

"Hmph, monkey boy, I am talking to you, why don't you answer?"

After being sized up by Monkey King, the blood-robed old man's eyes froze, and his voice seemed to be mixed with endless corpses and blood, and it filled the entire palace in an instant.

"Senior, senior atonement!"

Under the coercion, Monkey King felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and he couldn't even move his fingers, so he could only grit his teeth and beg for mercy.

boom!
"Hoohoo, good, so strong!"

At the moment when Monkey King begged for mercy, all the coercion dissipated, and Monkey King collapsed powerlessly to the ground, gasping for breath with horror in his eyes.

In the center of the palace, the blood-robed old man was sitting upright, staring at Monkey King with slightly squinted eyes, a murderous intent swirled in Moo, but he still didn't make a move in the end.

"Monkey boy, what are you doing in the Nether Blood Sea of ​​this seat if you are not living freely in the Three Realms?"

Looking indifferently at Sun Wukong who couldn't catch his breath, the old man in the blood robe spoke lightly, with the air of a master of Taoism.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong's heart moved, and he said tentatively:
"Senior, is the No. 1 Patriarch Styx under that saint?"

At this time, Monkey King is not as ignorant as in the original book. He has long remembered the great powers of all parties in the Three Realms, so as to avoid catastrophe in the future.

Among these great abilities, Sun Wukong admires the ancestor Styx the most.

The sea of ​​blood never dries up, the Styx never dies, he is alone in the good fortune clan, he founded the Asura religion, he holds the killing artifact, he is free and unrestrained.

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, the blood-robed old man's complexion sank, and he sneered:
"Hehe, the strongest under the sage, these are just useless names, all under the sage are ants, and this seat is just the stronger one among thousands of ants."

This remark caught his ears, and Monkey King heard a kind of helplessness and unwillingness, and even a sense of unparalleled arrogance, as if a hero is dying.

Sun Wukong's eyes flickered, and he said softly:
"Senior's supernatural powers are so powerful, why are you so self-deprecating, but because of the Buddhism?"

Regarding the Patriarch Styx, Sun Wukong had inquired about it from Tu Shanhao, and he had also heard about the fact that the Buddhist sect robbed the Shura tribe to form the eight dragons.

Unexpectedly, the always proud Ancestor Styx did not refute Sun Wukong's words, and said in a concentrated voice:
"Indeed, although the Western religion has been changed to Buddhism, it still cannot change its nature of plundering and plundering. This seat is also helpless!"

Saying that, Patriarch Styx stared suddenly, looked straight at Sun Wukong and said:

"And as far as I know, Lao Tzu's Buddhist sect is about to prosper, and the key person in it is you, monkey boy."

Sun Wukong was taken aback by the sudden words of Old Ancestor Styx, and thought that Old Ancestor Styx already knew about Journey to the West.

"Don't dare to think, don't dare to think, these powerful people are all lunatics, scare the monkey to death!"

But since the other party didn't treat him right away, he wouldn't treat him after thinking about it.

As thoughts flowed, Tu Shanhao tentatively said:
"The younger generation dares to ask, what the senior said about the great prosperity of Buddhism, but what about the Journey to the West?"

boom--
As soon as Sun Wukong's words fell, Patriarch Minghe's eyes sharpened immediately, and a momentum stronger than before surged in, overwhelming Sun Wukong, dizzy and almost suffocated.

"senior……"

With a stiff and uncontrollable body, Sun Wukong gritted his teeth again and spoke, a sense of fear swept through his heart.

boom--
Seeing Sun Wukong's suffocated appearance, Patriarch Styx also withdrew his coercion, and said in a deep voice:

"Monkey boy, explain everything you know in detail, or I will definitely give you a cramp!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong panted for a while, then said in a panic:
"Reporting to the seniors, the juniors only have a half-knowledge, and don't know the important things at all."

Seeing Monkey King like this, Patriarch Minghe, who lived for countless years, naturally realized that there must be something hidden in it, narrowing his eyes and saying:
"Then explain clearly what you know. If I am satisfied with the answer, I will give you a chance."

At this time, Sun Wukong was still in the mood to think about the opportunity, so he said helplessly:
"Senior, this junior only knows that Journey to the West is related to the great prosperity of Buddhism, and this junior is just one of the pawns. The rest of the juniors really don't know anything!"

Patriarch Styx frowned slightly when he heard this, apparently not satisfied with the answer.

But after all, after living for an unknown number of years, Patriarch Styx did not resort to tough measures and asked:

"Then I am asking you, you are not in the Three Realms, why did you run to the Nether Blood Sea of ​​this seat, and the noise of the underworld just now was also caused by you?"

Sun Wukong smiled embarrassingly, and said:
"Hey, I'm dissatisfied with senior, I just want someone from King Qin Guang, Yan Luo's son, and if he doesn't give it to me, I will open a skylight in his Senluo Hall!"

　Ask for a recommendation ticket, give it to me quickly, otherwise I will kill the protagonist, hehe.

　　


(End of this chapter)