Six loud noises were heard, and the seven great saints of the demon tribe joined forces to fight against the enemy for the first time. Sun Wukong took a step back, panting slightly, and looked at the six sworn brothers surrounding the three Bodhisattvas. The blood in his eyes faded, but his eyelids were red, and he said with some choking.

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"Why are the six brothers here?"

The six Bull Demon Kings all used their magical powers. The six monsters' true bodies, which were tens of thousands of feet tall, kept waving the magic weapons in their hands, constantly bombarding the golden light of the Three Talents Formation. The light mask was like a rubber ball.

, kept denting, recovering, and denting again. The three Bodhisattvas were unable to fight back, but were continuously beaten back and forth. Fortunately, the magic circle was indestructible and had unparalleled defense, so they were not injured.

The Bull Demon King took a gap, retreated violently, rushed forward again, turned back to face the somewhat emotional Sun Wukong, and laughed loudly.

"You can protect my son, how can I not come?"

Having said that, without even having time to wait for Sun Wukong to reply, he swung the iron rod and hit it on the golden light again. With unparalleled power, the magic weapon hit the golden light so deeply that it almost hit the face of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Unfortunately, it was still a little off, and the mask rebounded and returned to its original state.

The Jiao Demon King retreated violently, kicked off the sea water under his feet again, and a huge pit collapsed in the sea surface. He stepped forward again, laughed wildly, and shouted.

"We are all sworn brothers. Now that you are taking action for your nephew, how can we, as brothers, lag behind you!"

The three-pronged fork that divides the sea in the hand of the Jiao Demon King suddenly thrust out and pierced Manjushri Bodhisattva in the large formation. His face was full of violence, and his eyes were filled with pride.

Demon King Peng shouted sharply, and retracted the broken soul claws from the golden light. The golden light flashed, and he retreated violently. He launched a charge again, roared loudly, and said sternly.

"That's right, Guanshiyin actually dares to scheme against Honghai'er. How can we, the brothers, endure it? We must make them pay the price!"

The Demon-Conquering Pestle in the hand of the Lion and Camel King was smashed down hard, and the Gang Qi dispersed the clouds in the sky. Then it hit the three Bodhisattvas again, flattening the entire golden light shield, but the golden light shield was really a turtle.

The shell rebounded violently, flying the Lion and Camel King away, breaking through countless layers of thunder and strong winds. After stopping his body, he rushed down with the power of the Nine Heavens and shouted.

"Lao Qi, you did a great job this time! You have to perform well as a brother, and you can't be allowed to steal the show alone!"

"He's so milky! Such a hard turtle shell!"

There was a loud bang, and the three Bodhisattvas, protected by the golden light shield, fell rapidly downwards. Facing the siege of the six great sages, the three of them were too overwhelmed to react. They could only defend with all their strength, like a rubber ball, which made them dizzy.

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The macaque king below shouted loudly and used the art of controlling the wind. His body flew out like lightning. The end of the iron rod in his hand had a drill bit formed by a hurricane. When he stabbed it upwards, the stick looked like an embroidery needle.

It was as if it had penetrated into the dough, causing the golden light of the golden light shield to dim a bit, but it was still not broken. He sighed, turned around and said loudly to Sun Wukong.

"That's right, as a brother, I can't fall behind you!"

King Yu Tao screamed strangely, and the afterimage danced out of the red copper stick in his hand, and he kept knocking on the golden light shield. The shadow of the stick covered every corner of the light shield, constantly looking for the formation's eyes, even if it was

His hands were so shaken that blood flowed across them, but his expression remained unchanged and he looked crazy. He took the time to shout to Sun Wukong.

"Lao Qi, you should take a rest first and watch your brothers vent their anger on you and your nephew!"

Sun Wukong was in a trance for a while, standing there in a daze. For some reason, his eyes were a little wet, the light was flowing, and a rare softness appeared on his face, and he murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!