Sun Wukong carefully passed by the golden arhats who had just blocked the road, flew for more than ten minutes, and finally found the target.

"Sure enough, these guys are not bald."

I saw a huge and weird portrait on the ice in front of me, which looked like a monster. The portrait was obviously painted in blood, but there was no trace of blood in the air.

On the side of the monster's head, there were more than a dozen strong men in black standing. Among the men in black, an old man in white sat.

The old man in white had white hair like a chicken coop, and was as thin as a hair. He sat on a folding stool with a hunched back, looking weak and looking like he could braids at any time.

Behind these people, there were a group of dense cows and sheep. The left and right sides were alive, but the right sides were dead, piled up, and the corpses were all shriveled.

"Damn, I must have some evil spells to deal with us."

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong took out the golden bricks from his pocket, awakened the golden cudgel and began to prepare.

The old man in white suddenly coughed twice, stood up from the stool, took off his clothes and exposed his skin and bones.

He waved his hand, and the two men in black next to him grabbed a black lamb, cut off his throat with one knife, and poured hot blood all over the old man's body.

Then, the thin old man lay on the ice with his body profusely, muttering and chanting, and at the same time, his hands and feet scratching and smashing on the ice, looking like a jumping black shrimp.

The thin old man muttered for a moment, then waved to the man in black next to him.

The man in black next to him immediately brought another big yellow cow that had been prepared and let it stop above the thin old man.

The thin old man pulled out a strange-shaped dagger from his waist and stabbed it into the yellow cow's heart. The yellow cow let out a painful wail, and at the same time his whole body shook like a sieve.

The thin old man pulled out his dagger, and the dark red cow blood fountain rushed out. He immediately put his mouth over and took a mouthful of fresh cow blood and slurped it down. Then he used his hands to squirt the splashed cow blood, so that the cow blood would sputter as much as possible to the surrounding ice surface. At the same time, he would smack his hands and feet again like shrimps, and still muttering those strange tones.

After another half a minute, the thin old man reached out to touch the head of the monster portrait on the ice surface, and then the blood on his body quickly flowed to the monster picture, while the blood that had originally splashed on the ice surface around him first flowed to him and then to the monster portrait.

After all this, the monster portrait became even brighter.

"What the hell is this going to do?"

Sun Wukong became curious and decided to delay his move.

The same thing as before continued. About an hour later, all the living cattle and sheep were killed.

After the last yellow cow's blood was also absorbed by the monster portrait, the thin old man got up from the ice surface and kept kowtowing hard at the monster portrait, and shouted: "Coloured Kun, come out, Caigui Kun, come out."

Amid the howling of the thin old man, the monster pattern emitted a scarlet blood light, and then accompanied by the sound of ice breaking, the monster's head slowly stretched out from the ice surface.

"So it's a monster that's the time to summon me, Lao Sun, is the time to do it."

Sun Wukong transformed himself and showed his true form. With a wave of his left hand, the gold brick in his hand smashed towards the thin old man.

"Bang."

With a muffled sound, the gold bricks were bounced back, and a black garden-shaped aperture appeared on the periphery of those people, which blocked the gold bricks.

"Damn, guardian formation, these turtle grandsons are really brave."

There was already a golden arhat guarding the periphery, but he even set up a guardian formation. This was beyond Sun Wukong's expectations, and he thought he was foolproof and missed a blow.

"There are spies."

The dozen men in black roared and rushed towards Sun Wukong or launched an attack. The golden-body arhats guarding the outer side also rushed over when they heard something was going on here.

The gold brick did not hit the thin old man, but he felt like he had been acupunctured, and he completely froze and his eyes didn't even move.

After a while, he came to his senses and continued to kowtow and howl at the monster portrait, and didn't even look at Sun Wukong who was attacking him.

At the corner of his mouth and under his nose, there were thin bloodshots flowing down.

Seeing the skinny old man's appearance, Sun Wukong immediately turned angry and laughed secretly: "It seems that this old guy was still frightened and was backfired by this evil magic."

At the same time, Sun Wukong became a demigod state, ignored the attack on the man in black, shouted loudly, the golden cudgel in his hand was instantly extended, and then smashed it down on the thin old man.

Buddhism has obviously made great attempts to make these weird guys use this evil spell, and Sun Wukong must destroy it.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, the black aperture of the guardian array was instantly shattered under the full blown attack of Sun Wukong.

The speed of the golden cudgel slowed down a little, but it still hit the thin old man's forehead.

"Elder Tu, be careful." The men in black roared one after another.

At this time, half of the monster's body had already drilled out of the ice. The thin old man sighed in great pain, and at the same time he skillfully flashed to the side.

"boom."

The golden hoop was smashed down, and the energy flew everywhere, and the ice chips scattered.

The monster roared and disappeared, and the portrait on the ice turned into dirty blood flowing everywhere.

At the same time, the thin old man looked up at the sky and blew blood, with various internal organ fragments in the blood.

During this period, Sun Wukong was also attacked dozens of times, but the indestructible body of the Vajra refined by the Heavenly Thunder, which could not hurt him at all.

"Sun Wukong, it's you bastard again."

An angry roar came from the air. Sun Wukong looked up and saw that the golden-winged roc was coming.

"Damn, this guy has recovered. It seems that he can't steal the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle. Let's go back to Donghuang Li Si first to exchange body fluids. At that time, my old son will be afraid of you with the Chaos Bell."

Sun Wukong took his attention, flashed his body, and crawled into the hole he had just smashed, and used water escape to leave.

Although the Golden-winged Great Phang was furious, there were more than a dozen men in black below, and he could not attack them.

The clone of the ancient Buddha of Lan Deng appeared behind the Golden-winged Phang. He looked at the turbulent blood flowing down below and the thin old man who was rushing on the ice, and said with a depressed look: "This Sun Wukong is really difficult. He actually knows that we are summoning the seven-color Kun here to break their Tianyin Xuanshui Bagua Formation and come to destroy it."

The Golden-winged Dapeng also looked depressed and asked, "What should we do next."

Randeng Gu Buddha sighed: "You go and negotiate with them and ask them to send another elder over. The demon clan is their mortal enemy. If you give them more benefits, they will agree."

"Okay, but I'll beat the monkey head first, otherwise I'll get furious."
Chapter completed!