"Why are these two a little familiar?"

Tang Luo looked at the two leaders who led the group of demons to appear, and felt that they seemed to have seen them somewhere.

It’s not the picture I just traced back, but a little further away when it’s in the mountains and seas.

"It shouldn't be a person who has seen each other, maybe I've heard of it or something." Tang Luo was thinking.

The demon army was already in the forefront, and the thunder fell as usual.

The group of monsters were quite skillful in dealing with these thunders, avoiding most of them, and some were very powerful and unavoidable.

It was blocked by the strong ones, although they were injured but not serious, and they still maintained considerable combat effectiveness.

Soon, they rushed to the cliff—there were roads on both sides of the cliff, and even if they did not, they could not stop these powerful demons.

The black dragon turned into a human form and fell from the sky and stood in front of Tang Luo with the tall man with his hair.

"God?"

The tall man with hair was covered in hair asked.

Tang Luo shook his head.

"monster?"

Hei Jiao asked, his human form was gloomy and unruly, his cheeks were sunken, his figure was thin, and there was a hideous scar on his face.

Apart from the scars, people inevitably think of the "Yearless Buddha" in a certain TV series.

Tang Luo continued to shake his head.

"Monk?" asked the tall man with disheveled hair again.

Tang Luo nodded.

"Haha, no wonder I can come in." Hei Jiao snorted coldly, "Is there a god gathering outside?"

"Yes." Tang Luo nodded.

The tall man with disheveled hair nodded, with a ferocious expression on his face, and he could see a sharp teeth, "Are you a messenger of the gods?"

"No, I just come in and check it out."

"very good!"

The two leaders walked past Tang Luo, and the demons behind him followed. Many of them grimaced at Tang Luo and would pounce on him at any time, but they didn't take action in the end.

The tall man with black hair and Hei Jiao turned his head and glanced at the same time, narrowing his eyes and not stopping.

Just as he slowed down, he moved forward step by step, his figure disappeared into the sudden fog.

They did not restrict the group of monsters behind them from attacking the little bald head who suddenly appeared.

Those monsters who still maintain a certain degree of rationality can also restrain bloodthirsty impulses and vent anger and hatred on the outside gods.

But those monsters cannot do it.

Some of them were the former demons, monsters, and they fell into powerful monsters without intelligence.

Some were born in Jiuyou and had never been able to activate spiritual wisdom.

They didn't even pounce on the little monk to tear it apart? What methods did the other party use?

But this is not their most concerned issue now, since this little monk can appear here.

At least it proves that he is not a god and does not have much hostility towards them.

Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to enter Jiuyou.

Although the demon clans cannot go to Jiuyou at will, they can still go out at some point.

For example, now, a leopard spirit leaves, and the roar returns to the Nine Netherworlds.

The demons understood that it was time to leave again.

There have been many opportunities to leave and see the real world of vitality in the outside world.

However, except for the first two times, the gods would appear every time after that, block and kill them.

This time, different.

The demons have reached the brink of precariousness. If they continue to survive in the Nine Netherworlds, they will die.

Become a group of monsters without intelligence.

Perhaps there may be a small number of talented monsters that can become stronger.

But it's only a small part.

In order to survive, to continue, and to freedom, this is the battle of the demon clan!

A battle about life and death.

Even if you die in battle, it is better than death here in chronic form.

Exuding an astonishing murderous intent and aura, a group of demons appeared on the stone bridge.

The fog shrouded away with their progress, allowing them to see the scene ahead.

The black dragon and the tall man were stunned.

What's going on?

Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie turned around and saw two leaders.

"Hey, it's you!"

Zhu Bajie recognized the true identities of these two, among the seven saints, the Great Lion Camel King of Moving Mountains, and the Great Saint Dragon Demon King of Covering the Sea.

It is considered to be Sun Wukong's sworn brother.

No wonder in the back-tracking picture, the stones would move slightly to stop the golden cudgel from killing all directions, but instead chose to stop the gods who were chasing them.

I'm afraid that Sun Wukong still had some ignorant consciousness at that time, "sniffing" the escaped monsters "acquaintances (including the remnant souls of Liu'er Mihou)", which led to the later "one stick can't be used as a pass, and ten thousand men can't open it."

As for the acquaintances among the gods.

They changed so much that they really couldn't recognize them.

Only when Tang Luo and others looked similar to their previous identity were able to correspond to the God King and the Lord of God with their previous identities.

If Manjushri and the others had not embarked on the "road of gods", would the situation be different?

Of course, if they had not embarked on the path of gods, they would not have been in opposition to the demon clan and would have been killed.

"Pig Gangli."

"Ao Yulie."

The Dragon Demon King and the Lion Camel King also recognized Zhu Bajie and the others, and looked at the three gods who were lying on the ground on the other side of the stone transformed by Sun Wukong.

Further away, there was a messy battlefield outside the stone bridge, the huge golden hoop of the sky, and a group of remnants of the gods.

There is no need to think too much, in an instant, the Dragon Demon King and the Lion Camel King understand what happened.

They also thought of who the little monk was just now.

Fight against the Buddha, the demon monk Tang Xuanzang!

No wonder those monsters and monsters didn't attack him.

Traveling west, slaughtering monsters, monsters, monsters, and moving forward with the blood of many demons.

Tang Xuanzang emitted from his bones, which made the demon clan's aura appear, but the monsters who rely on instinct can detect one or two at some moments.

Because I felt that this was a difficult bone, I retreated?

Of course, if the monsters are given some time, their bloodthirsty instinct will still outweigh their instinctive fear.

Unless Tang Luo no longer restrains his breath, he can completely shock the monsters.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

The Dragon Demon King and the Lion Camel King laughed wildly at the same time, laughing wildly, as if they wanted to express all their dissatisfaction and hatred through laughter.

At the back, the laughter almost turned into a beast roar.

A group of monsters behind him were laughing and roaring.

"God helps me! Kill them all! Kill all these demons!" Without saying a word, the Dragon Demon King rushed out of the stone bridge, turned into a black evil dragon, and killed the remaining gods.

The Lion Camel King maintains his human appearance, stretches out his hand and makes a group of monsters behind him "out of the cave".

The battle between gods and demons broke out again.

The scale is far inferior to that of that year.

The gods are actually stronger than they were back then, but they have been crippled by Tang Luo.

The demon clans almost turned into a group of violent monsters, with more cruelty and insufficient strength.

But no matter how inadequate it is, it is not something that the gods who are now defeated by the remnants of the remnants can block it.

The battle situation was stalemate for a while, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards the demon clan.
To be continued...