Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 335 A hearty laugh, like that of a villain (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking subscriptions!)

Inside Danzao Valley, amidst a series of muffled thunderous sounds of air being torn apart, two figures appeared and disappeared in various parts of the valley, like two intertwined phantoms.

Their speed was too great to be observed with the naked eye; only the flashes of light from the clashing weapons could barely distinguish their forms—it was Wu Xian and Red Boy.
From the moment they started fighting until now, less than a minute has passed, but in such a short time, the two have already clashed countless times. In terms of both rhythm and speed, it is hundreds of times more thrilling than in the game.

The lightning bolts rained down on each other, sending up a dense shower of sparks in the air, while the aftershocks from their collision created intense air pressure that swept in all directions.

The crisscrossing cutting marks appeared on the ground, stone walls and other places all around. Even many little monsters disguised as ordinary stones, such as Huo Lie Lie and Yan He He, were turned into dust in the aftershocks of this terrifying shockwave before they could even make their appearance.

"Bang----!!!"

After another fierce collision, Red Boy's crimson body flew backward, crashed into the stone wall, bounced back, and finally landed on the ground in a sorry state.

However, before they could even catch their breath, a sharp aura instantly swept over them.

Red Boy dodged to the side, but a sharp pain shot through his shoulder as a patch of flesh was scraped away by the gleaming white spear tip.

Blood kept dripping down, but Red Boy had no time to care about his injuries. He could only use flames to stop the bleeding while enduring exhaustion and the groans of his muscles as he once again wielded his Fire-Tipped Spear to fight against the terrifying Chosen One.

But just like before, no matter how well he performed and how much he pushed his own potential, the stinky monkey opposite him remained as immovable as a reef in the ocean, with seemingly endless stamina.

Not only that, he also tried to use the power of Samadhi Fire to threaten him, but the other party seemed to have extremely terrifying fire resistance. Even if he stood still and let the flames scorch him, he could not burn off a single hair of his monkey hair. Instead, he would be ridiculed.

Angry?

No! It's despair!
It wasn't because his proud supernatural powers and martial arts were completely suppressed, or because he was about to be defeated by the chosen one in front of him, but because he had done so many things with the aim of avenging himself against the Buddhas of Mount Ling.

But in the end, he didn't even have a chance to fight his enemy before he was defeated and killed. How could he not feel desperate?

"Disappointing! I'm so disappointed!"

At that moment, a familiar taunt came from the other side, and the originally fierce and swift gun technique instantly rose to a higher level.

"Your spear thrust is weak, your spear technique is mediocre, your stance is loose, your reactions are slow, not a single movement is decent. With this little skill, you think you can seize my essence and take revenge on Mount Ling? Keep dreaming!!"

Wu Xian spoke with disdain, her little mouth babbling away.

After saying that, he tilted his head back and burst into a hearty laugh, just like a villain.

"Jiejiejiejie————"

"you!!"

Enraged by these words, Red Boy swung his spear three times faster, but lost his rhythm and revealed a weakness.

Sure enough, the next second, Red Boy felt a pain in his wrist, and the Fire-Tipped Spear went out of control and was sent flying by a tremendous force.

boom----! ! !
Almost at the same time, Red Boy felt a pain in his abdomen, only to be kicked away by Wu Xian. He rolled on the ground more than a dozen times before finally stopping, like a kite with a broken string.

"puff--!!"

Red Boy swallowed hard, then collapsed to the ground and spat out a mouthful of black, stagnant blood. His strength gradually faded, and even his vision began to blur.

Just as his eyelids were trembling and he was about to fall asleep, a force he couldn't resist came from his head, squeezing his skull and driving it deeper into the ground.

At the same time, as the ground cracked below his cheek, the voice that had enraged him returned: "Prince of the Yaksha clan... tell me, how exactly do you intend to take revenge? Is it to grovel like this, begging those gods and Buddhas to slit their own throats one by one?"

"!!!"

As if awakened from the deepest nightmare, the unfocused gaze in his eyes refocused once more.

The next second, Red Boy suddenly raised his hands, which were torn apart by his tiger's mouth, and grabbed the foot that was stepping on his head. What he unleashed was a power stronger than ever before.

"Ah————————!!!" Wu Xian raised his eyebrows slightly and withdrew his left foot before it was actually moved away. However, what greeted Red Boy was not the dawn of victory in a desperate counterattack, but an even more despairing darkness.

"boom------------!!!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, centered on the shattered Danzao Valley, and echoed throughout most of the Flaming Mountains.

And so, a figure, with a vertical trajectory, smashed through countless obstacles along the way, and finally disappeared deep into the Cuiyun Palace hundreds of miles away.

"Fuck! What's going on!"

A powerful shout rang out inside the Cuiyun Palace. Pigsy, holding a rake, stood nervously in front of him. Beside him, Ma Tianba and Fourth Sister were also on high alert, thinking that Red Boy had discovered them and had come here on purpose.

but……

As the smoke cleared, Red Boy's almost inhuman appearance appeared before the group, causing them to pause in surprise, unsure of what had happened.

"baby!"

Just then, a woman's voice, filled with surprise and sorrow, rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful woman in white with white hair stumbled past several people from behind and ran to the edge of the ruins. She embraced the blood-soaked, crimson figure and wept uncontrollably.

"He is... Red Boy?"

After a long silence, the fourth sister, the only one present who had never seen Red Boy before, asked hesitantly.

"Uh, probably so."

Pigsy scratched his head, looking at him strangely.

To be honest, he wasn't entirely sure either.

After all, the two hadn't seen each other for a long time. The last time they met, the other person was Sudhana, a disciple of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and his appearance was disguised, not that of a demon like the Yaksha.

Of course, the most important thing is that Red Boy has been beaten quite badly, with a bruised and swollen face, and he has gained a lot of weight. People who don't know him well would really have a hard time recognizing him.

"Judging from his appearance, he must have been in a fierce battle with someone... Hmph! It's most likely that stinky monkey."

The fourth sister shook her head, a slight smile curving her lips.

Using Pigsy's transformation abilities, they sneaked all the way to the Jade Cloud Palace, where they ran into Princess Iron Fan, who was trying to escape from the Flaming Mountain. She was preparing to go outside to find the Bull Demon King's former friends, such as the Seven Great Sages, to come and rescue her.

But after encountering Zhu Bajie and his group, and learning of Wu Xian's prowess, he decided to stay.

Besides helping the Bull Demon King escape his predicament, he also planned to save Red Boy's life at a crucial moment, so that he wouldn't die under the cudgel of that chosen one.

However, to their utter surprise, Wu Xian acted even faster than they had anticipated. Just as they were about to set off for the Brick Pit, the final boss was delivered right to their doorstep, and it was already at a critical health level. With just one more normal attack, they could clear the Flaming Mountain dungeon.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him for now."

Wu Xian's leisurely voice rang out, and the group looked outside the hall, only to see that Wu Xian and the Haofu Warrior had arrived at some unknown time.

The former stepped into the main hall, nodded to his fourth sister and the others, and then, under Princess Iron Fan's wary gaze, walked up to her and spoke condescendingly.

"Mrs. Niu, are you interested in making a deal with me?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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