The Monkey King Chapter 100

   In the dark of night, Yuechao flies high in the sky.

   "It should be here. Hey, I managed to peek at the position of Uncle Sun from the life card."

   quietly wiped off his sweat, and his figure began to plunge into the clouds.

   When the clouds and mist dissipated, what caught my eye was a scene like a battlefield!

  The earth turned into a sea of ​​blood, the sound of monsters slaughtered in black, and the fire that was discarded at random burned silently in the turbulent night.

   Yuezhao's eyes widened, and he could clearly see the person in the center of the circle.

   "Sun... Uncle Sun? What's going on?" He clenched the magic weapon hidden between his sleeves in shock.

   The expressions of the monsters in front of them have been distorted, and they have infinite fear in their hearts, but they are still roaring and darting towards the monkeys desperately.

  This is an opportunity, a chance to live, as long as you can enter the city...

   The scene at this time is not an exaggeration to describe it with a meat grinder!

   These monsters, who are at most in the realm of the gods, are so miserable that they don't even have a magic weapon.

   Even if a monster in the spiritual realm occasionally does not know magic.

For them, their only weapon is their body - the tyrannical physical strength of the demon clan - they have no effective means of restraining the monkeys, but they are still stubbornly moving forward, stubbornly sprinting, only for the ethereal, to survive Opportunity.

   For this world, they have always been a group living on the edge, too small to be ignored. That life was cheap enough to trade.

In the torrent of    monsters, the monkey is already like a complete beast, roaring left and right, waving the cloud stick to sweep away the monsters!

  The corpses under his feet gradually piled high.

   A series of air-breaking sounds - it was the sharpshooter of the vultures, and dozens of arrows roared towards the monkeys!

   grabbed a monster beside him, raised him as a shield, and instantly turned into a hedgehog.

  Beside the monkey, three or five monsters fell to the ground directly with arrows, and the fairies scattered in horror.

   "These... bastards... cough..." The monkey swallowed and gasped heavily, a wisp of blood slowly dripping from his lips.

   clenched the Xingyun stick tightly, he smiled and looked around the demons.

   The veins on his forehead throbbed violently, and the scene in front of him gradually became a little dazed.

   was stabbed in the arm, the incision was not deep, but the bleeding had not stopped.

   His left shoulder was hit by a mace. The injury is unknown, but as soon as he moved, he was in severe pain.

   The thigh seemed to be stabbed by something, and there was a faint feeling of numbness. Appears to be... poisoned.

   A drop of blood slipped from his forehead and seeped into his eyes.

  The monkey blinked violently, gritted his teeth, and stared at the demons with a strange smile on his face.

   "Cannibalism... Hehehe, good, good, very good! Grandpa, I will fight you to the end today!"

   The piercing laughter spread like a ripple, stimulating the minds of all the monsters like a spell.

   The sharpshooter corps hovering in the sky has set up their arrows again, just waiting for the monkey to pick up the leak.

   All the monsters on the ground retreated a foot away, but they were unwilling to raise their weapons, waiting for the next round of assault.

   "Good—! Good!" At the head of the evil dragon city, the evil Jiao shouted and stood up, clapping his hands with a smile on his face: "Wonderful, hahahaha, wonderful! Not bad!"

   Looking at the corpses all over the place, he sighed: "It's a bit expensive, but it's worth it, hahahaha. Right?"

   turned his head, he looked at the elk demon general beside him: "How is it? This strength! Hahahaha. Nashen realm has such strength, it is rare, hahahaha!"

   Elk bowed his head in shame: "My subordinates are ashamed."

   "This is..." Yue Chao couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "What should I do with this? Go on like this..."

   In the distance, a solitary team began to break into the encirclement.

   The goblins who were already crazy at this time focused all their attention on the monkey, and the sudden attack had an unexpected effect.

   But, it was just a small team, just like the stones thrown into the lake could only start a ripple, but could not bring more.

   Under the stimulation of the roar behind him, another round of new assaults began.

  The goblins roared hysterically and charged towards the monkey.

   Dozens of arrows burst through the air, shooting indiscriminately.

  The monkey spread his legs and found that his left leg was no longer working hard, and a lupus almost fell to the ground.

"Oops!"

   Right at this moment, the arrows that broke through the air seemed to hit the invisible wall and were folded in half.

   A comfortable feeling came from my legs.

  A flying insect landed on the monkey's shoulder.

   "I can't show up, otherwise the evil Jiao will definitely attack."

   "It's you?" The monkey was slightly surprised.

"Who else can I be? You idiot, bastard! Are you sick? Why are you trying so hard to save those little demons, do you know that it will hurt me? It's really bad luck to meet you for eight lifetimes. It's gone!"

   "Thank you...Yang Chan."

   Another life-and-death struggle began.

   Yuezhao hesitated, touched the letter entrusted by the wind chimes hidden in his sleeve, swallowed dryly, and finally turned into a flying insect and disappeared into the moonlight.

In the ocean of    monsters, monkeys are like an island.

  The arrows in the air no longer hit him, and the blood from the wound was stopped.

   As if incarnated as a demon, he roared, roared, and began to advance in the direction of the team.

  With the support of Yang Chan, no monster here can stop him.

   However, more monsters who have received news are gathering here. The reward was so tempting that the whole plain was boiling.

"What's going on here?" Evil Flood Dragon sat on the top of the city and stroked the dragon's beard, and looked at the figure of the monkey that seemed to have fallen into the blood pool: "Refining the spirit realm? What treasures are there? Um... It's not surprising, his master guessed that he must be an immortal. It's okay, otherwise how would I be worth the fare, hahahaha. Are you right?"

   In the fierce battle, the monkey finally rendezvoused with the old white ape.

   "What are you doing out here?"

   "We can't let you fight alone!"

   "You idiots! Hahahaha! Are you going to die together?"

   "It's okay to die together..." The old white ape suddenly said.

  Suddenly, everyone laughed.

  In the small encirclement, this already riddled team squeezed together and laughed.

"kill-!"

   The overturned monsters in the row rushed towards them, waving their weapons.

"Oh, it's really touching, the friendship of blood. Hahahaha." Evil Jiao sat at the head of the city, facing the north wind, and smiled strangely: "I like poignant stories the most. It's better to die a few more, then It's widely circulated. Tsk tsk tsk. Jinzhi, write it down, write down every word of them, hahahaha, come back and arrange a play for me to reminisce."

   A team of people was gradually submerged by the turbulent torrent.

In the scene of iron and blood intertwined, the monkey saw the arrow in the short mouth fall, the old cow was pushed down and trampled, the old white ape had one arm removed but still waved his weapon in vain, and the Lu Liuguai fluttered. Biting his ear firmly on a monster's body.

   I saw that the familiar little monsters were smashed into pieces by the cold weapon.

   Seeing those pair of eyes, I cried desperately in the dark night.

   To see all the poor, the only remaining, insignificant dreams being crushed into powder by reality in an instant.

   His vision gradually blurred, and at that moment, he giggled.

   "Reincarnated in the next life, it's fine to be anything, remember not to be a demon again."

  When the world is so cruel to you that only blood and tears are left, then all you can do is to pick up your weapon and fight with your life.

   Either live proudly or die tragically.

   In this icy night, this desperate monkey cried out hysterically, alone, and with all his strength, waving the cloud stick to shuttle through the blood, and wailing.

  One, two, three, five, ten, a hundred, and in the end, he didn't even remember how many of his own kind he killed.

   Those distorted faces were deeply imprinted in his mind, lingering like a nightmare, making him even more crazy.

   Time passed little by little, still no one could get close, and still no one could stop him. Every goblin that rushed forward was trampled under his feet.

   As if possessing endless power, no matter how many injuries he suffered, he still stood upright.

   A machete slid across his shoulder.

   A meteor hammer hit the back center hard.

   A spear pierced his abdomen.

   But he is still fighting, still fighting tenaciously, non-stop.

   Until the body is covered with scars and the hair is soaked with blood. Until all his strength was exhausted, he stood alone on the hill where the corpses were piled up, facing the wind.

  The heart beat violently, blood poured into the meridians, and his trembling hands could no longer hold the Xingyun stick.

   Maybe just another round of assault, another round of sprint will...

   But that's just maybe.

   All the monsters were stunned by this scene, their fighting spirit was exhausted in this long, **** night, and they were stained with boundless fear.

   retreat step by step.

   They no longer believe in the ethereal "maybe".

   Looking at the boundless and slowly retreating monster, the monkey smiled: "Yang Chan... I'm sorry, I'm involved... you. Cough... I'm sorry... I'm just a fool."

   A wisp of blood coughed out from his mouth, but the frightened gang of monsters retreated suddenly.

"Do not talk."

   "I'm sorry, I'm afraid... I can't continue trading with you. Cough cough cough..."

   "I told you to stop talking! Don't talk! Don't you understand? Don't you understand?"

The    spiritual power has been severely overdrawn, and she has been unable to cast any spells to stop the wisp of blood on the monkey's forehead.

   The current she is, but only relying on willpower to not show her true shape.

  Yang Chan never thought that one day he would face a body that could not stop the blood even if he overdrawn all his spiritual power.

   She wanted to cry, but the flying insects had no tears.

"sorry…"

no answer.

  The morning sun finally dispelled the darkness through the flowing clouds in the sky.

   In that halo, he gradually lost consciousness...

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