Chapter 1212 (1/2)

Sun Wukong's momentum instantly became extremely fierce, Zhang Ziling's eyes could not help narrowing.

Bang!

The ground next to Zhang Ziling broke up in an instant, and a gully spread far away from it.

”I said, don't mention it again!” The golden cudgel in Sun Wukong's hands is still stained with a lot of gravel. It is obvious that the gully next to Zhang Ziling was smashed by Sun Wukong.

”Monkey King is angry?”

In the sky, Yang Jian saw that Sun Wukong's momentum had changed greatly, and a little doubt flashed in his eyes.

Yang Jian is very curious about what the devil emperor said. He can make monkey king like this!

In Yang Jian's impression, after becoming a Buddha, Sun Wukong has always maintained a indifferent attitude. He doesn't care about everything around him and never gets angry.

”How interesting...” Zhang Ziling took a look at the gully beside him, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly, ”the great saint is really amazing to me!”

”Looking for death!”

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the monkey king immediately rushed to Zhang Ziling with the golden cudgel in his hand. The violent atmosphere was stirring around him.

Looking at the monkey king storming towards him, Zhang Ziling also stepped forward and grasped the golden cudgel with his bare hands.

Boom!

The ground behind Zhang Ziling broke up in an instant, two forces were entangled around him, and the spiritual power around him began to riot. The monks could not bear the pressure of the two men and retreated.

The whole city of Nanzhou was shocked.

”Ha ha! Interesting! Does the sage dare not face his own identity? Then I will play with you Zhang Ziling grabs the golden cudgel of Monkey King and laughs and dances with black hair!

”I said, don't call me holy!”

Sun Wukong roared, and the golden cudgel suddenly became bigger. Zhang Ziling couldn't hold it and let go.

Bang!

Zhang Ziling was once again pressed into the ground by the golden cudgel!

Sun Wukong's hair all stood up, his cassock was strengthened by his powerful momentum, and the golden spiritual power around him turned red.

”Ha ha ha ha, great sage, your power is spiritual power, and the power of the ancient Buddha burning lamp is totally two kinds of power. Do you still say you are a God?”

”Shut up

Zhang Ziling laughed and directly lifted the golden cudgel of the monkey king.

”Why...”

The monks around him looked at the monkey king in such a way, and their eyes were full of doubts and did not understand.

Why didn't monkey king like the Nine Emperors calling him great sage.

Isn't the supreme sage the glory of the monkey king?

”Die for me!” The monkey king increased his strength and wanted to suppress Zhang Ziling.

The scarlet spirit power was surging around, and the whole city of Nanzhou fell into the sea of Monkey King's spiritual power. The monks only felt endless malice from it.

No one knows exactly where the Nine Emperors touched the monkey king's scales.

”You can't let this stick fall.” Zhang Ziling looked at the monkey king as he was now. A smile flashed in his eyes, and the dark evil spirit gushed out of his body.

Sun Wukong only felt a strong force coming from the golden cudgel. He seemed to want to get rid of it.

”Dasheng, it seems that you can't control your golden cudgel!” Zhang Ziling looked at the monkey king and chuckled.

”You fellow Sun Wukong watched Ruyi's golden cudgel shrink. His eyes were even more red. He seemed to be angry because he couldn't control the stick.

Bang!

However, just as the Monkey King became more and more irritable, Zhang Ziling had already blasted the golden cudgel from the monkey king's hand, and then hit him with another blow in the face.

”It's a waste to put this chaotic artifact in your hands now.” Zhang Ziling's voice rings in Sun Wukong's ear, which makes monkey's pupil shrink.