Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1372
In this round of rushing, Tang Seng could see that some people from the Witch Clan really attacked the Witch Emperor, while some made a false move and passed the Witch Emperor at the critical moment.

Those people are playing psychological warfare, trying to control their own psychology and attack what they must save.

However, these things don't underestimate themselves too much?
Can a cooked duck still fly?
This place is not suitable for interrogating the Witch Emperor, and the other party's confession can only be asked when the time is right.

After defeating the witch clan, Tang Seng took the Wuhuang into the sky again, flew to a higher sky, and shot towards Xiliang Mountain.

"Stop him..."

Another wave of witches came to meet them, and they also increased their flight altitude. One of them commanded the other witches and stopped Tang Seng in front.

"bring it on!"

Tang Seng shouted loudly, and with a gesture, dozens of flying swords appeared out of thin air, and beams of sword light flew out, slashing fiercely forward.

The strength of this wave of witches is obviously much weaker than that of the previous wave, and there are not even many great witches.

It is difficult for a powerful witch to gain any benefits under Tang Seng's flying sword, let alone these weak witches.

As the sword light flashed, many witches had been cut to pieces, and the rest scattered like birds and beasts with a coaxing sound, and fled in all directions.

Tang Seng didn't chase after him either, and drove dozens of flying swords to open the way ahead, heading towards Xiliang Mountain.

This place is already more than [-] miles away from Xiliang Mountain, and there is still a long distance. If we meet the Wu Clan in front of us, very few people will come to touch his bad luck.

The Wu Clan who fled behind were basically of the weaker kind. Those who ran fast ran to the front, but how strong could the slow ones be?
The Witch Emperor is the king of the Witch Clan.

Everyone in the Wu Clan recognizes that the Witch Emperor's cultivation level is beyond the reach of ordinary Wu Clan.

But such a king, who was worshiped by countless strong men of the Wu clan, was held in his hands by Tang Seng like a dead dog.

Even if they hadn't seen the scene of Tang Monk showing off his majesty before, those Wu people knew that this human race wearing black clothes and a red mask was definitely not something they could match.

As a result, the people of the Wu clan avoided it so much that Tang Seng's dozens of flying swords were useless.

He put away his sword, and led the Wuhuang, under the watchful eyes of countless escaping witches, he quickly headed east.

After hundreds of miles, Tang Seng's speed gradually slowed down.

In front, three figures greeted them.

All three of them were wearing black clothes and red masks on their faces. The only difference was that their bodies and the patterns on the masks were different.

"The chief palace lord..."

When they got close, the three masked men greeted them together.

Even if he didn't look at the patterns on the mask, Tang Seng could still recognize that these three people were not others, but the masters of the three super sects.

"Walk……"

Tang Seng nodded slightly to the three of them, said a simple word, and then flew straight to the east without stopping for a moment.

Although the three of Yu Wenjun and Mo Bai had many doubts in their hearts, seeing that Tang Seng didn't have the consciousness to explain, the three of them simply turned around one after another, speeded up their escape, followed Tang Seng, and flew towards Xiliang Mountain in the same direction.

Along the way, the sporadic stragglers of the Wu Clan army, seeing such a situation, naturally avoided as far as possible, and did not dare to have any restless thoughts.

Although most people have the idea of ​​rescuing the Witch Emperor, they are confident that they don't have the ability, and this matter can only be thought about.

Tang Seng didn't particularly go after and kill those defeated Wu tribes. By this time, the defeated Wu tribes they encountered should all be low-level young men.

It's easy to kill, but it's no longer necessary.

These witches did not pose any threat to the human race. With the strength of the three super sects, the eight major sects, and Xiliang Mountain, it was more than enough to deal with the participating witches.

Going forward, there were fewer and fewer remnants of the Witch Clan, and the Blood Palace and the Xiliangshan Allied Forces could already be seen with the naked eye.

Added up, the number is also 10,000+ people.

The reinforcements from the three super sects and the eight major sects have already arrived with some advanced monks, who have also joined the battle. Coupled with the manpower dispatched from Xiliang Mountain, the chasing army can be described as mighty and extraordinary.

At the beginning, the coalition forces still held on tightly to the defeated army of the Wu tribe, and fought hard.

But as the pursuit gradually deepened, they had already entered the depths of the Wu Clan's territory, and the distance between these pursuers gradually opened up. In order to avoid accidents, they began to slow down.

The targets of hunting down were only the Witch Clan who were left behind.

Even so, countless witches died at the hands of the pursuers.

At a certain moment, Tang Seng slowly slowed down, and finally stopped his figure.

"The chief palace lord..."

Ahead, Tang Seng ushered in the second wave of Blood Palace personnel, dozens of them.

The first ones are the plum blossoms and the Grim Reaper.

"plum bossom……"

"grim Reaper……"

Tang Seng nodded slightly, then fell to the ground.

The crowd did not continue to chase and kill the Wu Clan, but fell to the ground following Tang Seng's figure.

"Everyone, this time, the Witch Clan is not just as simple as being seriously injured. The top strength of the Witch Clan is almost completely destroyed. From then on, it should not be able to pose any threat to the Human Race. However, among the current Witch Clan, there are still There is that Witch Clan Holy Emperor, if you don’t get rid of him, it will be a big problem, wait for the poor monk to interrogate this Witch Emperor first, find out the whereabouts of the Witch Clan Holy Emperor, and get rid of him.”

Tang Seng threw Wu Huang casually on the ground and said.

When he became the Witch Emperor from the peak human immortal monk, the people in the Blood Temple and the monks in Xiliang Mountain were far away and did not see this scene.

Similarly, they didn't see how the strong men summoned by Tang Seng from the chaotic space disappeared, as if they didn't know how these people came here.

For example, Tang Seng's cultivation method was able to capture the Wu Emperor from among the Wu Clan's millions of troops. Although this situation is absolutely amazing, it is not too outrageous.

However, compared to Tang Seng who suddenly found so many helpers, they defeated the army of the Wu tribe with their own strength, thus covering thousands of miles.

That's what's really shocking.

Everyone was extremely curious, but they couldn't open their mouths. After all, since Tang Seng didn't say anything, there must be other reasons.

Who doesn't have a little secret of their own?
However, the sudden appearance of so many people and their mysterious disappearance were the things that tickled the hearts of the people in the Blood Palace the most.

Just when everyone wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask, Tang Seng had already started to interrogate the Witch Emperor.

But at this time, a voice that Tang Seng felt somewhat familiar suddenly came from the sky.

"Human race, do you think the holy emperor of the Wu clan is a lamb at the mercy of others? Don't ask the witch emperor, the holy emperor has already arrived!"

(End of this chapter)