I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Sun Wukong darted through the forest, deliberately leading the demon king toward the mountain pass where a net had already been laid.

The Mischievous Demon King pursued relentlessly. Although the monkey had a natural speed advantage in the jungle, the Mischievous Demon King was, after all, a Loose Immortal. He gradually closed the distance with Wukong, getting so close that he could count the number of hairs on the back of the monkey's head.

The Demon King, revealing a sinister smile, raised his gleaming broadsword, ready to strike fiercely!

Right now!

Boom!

The sound of gongs echoed through the valley!

Immediately afterwards, countless monkey cries merged into a raging torrent!

"Awoo!"

"Kill this demon king and avenge our grievances!"

In the blink of an eye, thousands of monkey soldiers, clad in chainmail and wielding long staffs, sprang out like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, from the treetops, behind the rocks, and in the grass!

They were no longer cowering in fear; their eyes burned with the flames of revenge.

Based on the 108 Arhats Staff Formation taught by Ning Chen, the staffs were layered upon each other, their shadows like a forest, instantly surrounding the Demon King who was charging at the front!

The Demon King realized he had been ambushed and tried to retreat, but it was too late.

Their retreat was cut off by the swarming monkey soldiers, separating them from the pursuing demons.

"Hahaha!"

The mischievous demon king remained completely unfazed. He surveyed the surrounding troop of skinny monkeys, laughing wildly, his voice echoing across the land.

"You bunch of monkeys covered in tattered iron, you dare to stop your Demon King grandpa? Perfect! Saves me the trouble of catching you all one by one. Today I'll capture you all at once and stew you into a whole monkey feast!"

What a wicked devil! Completely unafraid of the monkey soldiers around him, he brandished his gleaming broadsword, and with a gust of demonic wind, he was about to unleash a massacre!

The demon immortal's oppressive aura spread out like a giant wave crashing down.

The monkey soldiers suddenly felt their breathing become labored and their limbs go weak. The fighting spirit they had just displayed was dampened, and their formation began to break down.

The power of the immortal is no exaggeration!

At this critical moment!

A clear, low shout rang out.

"You shrewd mantis, don't be so arrogant!"

Immediately afterwards, a beam of golden and white light, carrying a profound Daoist aura, shot down from above without warning!

It was Ning Chen's Sun and Moon Pearl, hidden within the moon's shadow, that suddenly launched its attack!

The Sun and Moon Pearl fell to earth like a meteor, crashing down on the Demon King.

The Demon King reacted extremely quickly, dodging the vital point on its head with a sidestep, and the Sun and Moon Pearl smashed only onto its shoulder blade!

boom!

The muffled thud was like the beating of a drum!

The accompanying spiritual treasure of the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit is of extraordinary power; even a rogue immortal would not be unscathed from such an attack.

The Demon King staggered, and a clear sound of bones cracking came from his shoulders, which were covered by thick armor.

The excruciating pain caused him to let out a roar.

"How dare you attack someone in the shadows!"

Before he could regain his footing!

A bronze mirror with the Bagua symbol floated in front of him, shining brightly so brightly that the demon king couldn't open his eyes!

The next instant, snap!

A dazzling golden bolt of lightning shot out from the bronze mirror, aimed directly at the Demon King's chest!

The supreme yang thunder unleashed by the golden mirror is the nemesis of evil spirits, and it has struck right at us!

boom!

The Demon King's breastplate shattered, revealing a gleaming breastplate.

This mirror was no ordinary object. When it was struck by the golden light of the mirror, which was powered by Ning Chen's blood essence, it only cracked and was not completely penetrated by the lightning.

The dissipated lightning power was mostly neutralized by the Demon King's powerful demonic energy. The remaining electric snakes raged and slithered across the Demon King's chest and abdomen, burning black smoke and spreading a burnt smell.

"Ah! You despicable scoundrel! How dare you launch a sneak attack!"

The Demon King was both shocked and furious, and roared hoarsely.

Ning Chen shook his head slightly. It was a pity that the two spiritual treasures, when used with all their might, only managed to inflict minor injuries on the Demon King. The main reason was that the difference in cultivation between him and the Demon King was too great. If he were also a Loose Immortal, the Chaotic Demon King would at most be left with only half a life.

The monkeys, however, were unusually excited, chattering and shouting.

"Well played!"

"It was Immortal Master Ning who made a move!"

"The Demon King is injured! Let's strike while he's weakened and finish him off! Everyone, attack together!"

"Avenge our fallen brothers! Kill!"

As the monkey soldiers witnessed the arrogant demon king being beaten so badly, with broken bones and ligaments, the slight wavering in their hearts caused by fear was instantly replaced by the rage of revenge!

"Form ranks! Engage the enemy!"

The gibbon paused, holding its iron rod, and roared fiercely.

In an instant, the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men Formation was formed, and the Arhat Staff Formation in the hands of the monkeys was fully activated, with the staff shadows as thick as mountains and whistling winds!

The monkey soldiers advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, combining offense and defense seamlessly.

The front row was filled with long sticks, designed to strike the lower body and disrupt footwork.

The batons in the middle row flashed and swirled, striking vital points.

The back row is poised to strike, ready to fill in and finish off any opponent.

Furthermore, a squad of elite monkey soldiers, led by the red-bottomed macaques, formed a battle formation to annihilate the lesser demons who were attempting to break through the encirclement and rescue the Demon King!

Seeing Ning Chen's successful attack, Sun Wukong's monkey soldiers were greatly encouraged and their spirits were lifted a hundredfold!

He took a new iron rod, let out a long howl, and pounced on the Demon King again.

This time, the Monkey King held nothing back and unleashed his full power.

He no longer directly confronted the Demon King's greatsword, but instead used the Ape Strike Technique and Cloud Leap Technique to their fullest extent, flying up and down around the Demon King's huge body, focusing on attacking his weak points, joints, eyes, shoulder injured by the Sun and Moon Pearl, and chest and abdomen scorched by lightning!

Each strike was powerful and heavy, producing a dull thud.

The Demon King's right shoulder was injured, and his greatsword became slower. Every time it was crucial, he was just a hair's breadth away from being able to strike, which made the Demon King roar in anger.

Ning Chen assisted from the side, his figure appearing and disappearing under the blessing of the Taiyin Moon Shadow Escape Technique.

He drew the Tai'a sword and poured his magic power into it.

These days, nurtured by the Golden Mirror, his magical power, in addition to the pure and righteous Purple Heaven Qi, has also acquired a trace of thunderous power to dispel evil.

The Tai'a sword's blade, wreathed in the energy of wind and thunder, was incomparably sharp.

Ning Chen moved through the gaps in the battle formation. Each time he appeared, the Tai'a Sword would strike like a venomous snake, aiming directly at the weaknesses exposed by the Demon King as he was exhausted from dealing with Sun Wukong and the staff formation!

They could either stab at the back of his knee or slash at the tendons of his wrist, combining the monkey soldiers' staff formation to make full use of the ability to fight and dodge.

The monkey soldiers followed the essentials of the formation, forming a tight battle array that rotated around the central battle group like a millstone.

As soon as the Demon King tries to concentrate his power to attack Sun Wukong or Ning Chen, dozens of long sticks immediately attack from tricky angles, forcing him to distract himself and block them.

The two brothers had practiced together for a long time and their teamwork was seamless.

When the Demon King flew into a rage and unleashed his demonic power, sending a group of monkey soldiers flying, the monkey soldiers behind him immediately filled in, and the wounded were quickly dragged away from the battlefield.

The entire battlefield was like a giant grinding wheel of flesh and blood, relentlessly wearing down the Demon King's physical strength and demonic power with an unyielding tenacity.

The pursuing demons were quickly divided, surrounded, and defeated by the organized battle formation of the monkey soldiers.

The screams of the little demons and the sounds of clubs piercing flesh were incessant.

Without the Demon King's leadership, these lesser demons were quickly defeated by the well-trained, highly motivated, armed, and armored monkey soldiers, and were soon slaughtered, their blood staining the mountain valley red.

In less than an hour, only the Demon King remained in the center of the battlefield.

Like a trapped beast, it charged left and right, roaring repeatedly, under the combined attack of the monkey soldiers' ironclad formation and Sun Wukong and Ning Chen's fellow disciples.