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Chapter 295 Hell Messenger vs. Tang Monk Master and Disciple

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    The valley of Qi Jue Mountain was originally filled with the poisonous gas that cursed the persimmons. Now, after the appearance of the powerful Demon King, the air filled with poisonous gas has gained a trace of evil.

    Tang Monk held down the Jiuxi Zen Staff and looked at the old man under the black feather cloak warily, "Are you the messenger of hell?"

    A smile appeared on the old man's ruddy face, and he fiddled with the messenger's staff in his hand.

    "Yes! The python spirit of Duoluo Village must have told you before he died that Qijue Mountain will be the end of your death and destruction. I will kill you here and take your soul to the Demon Realm.  The Dark Temple.¡±

    Tang Monk sneered, "The lustful enchantress on the Zimu River, the Bingfeng Butcher on the Flame Mountain, and the Blue Poet on the Thorn Ridge. They all also want to kill me and use my soul to please the Dark Lord. It's a pity that they  All failed."

    "Why do you believe that you can do it? Hell Messenger, it was you who used the Skeleton Pill in the Black Water River to make Miao Jie degenerate into a demon. In Tuoluo Village, you also used the Skeleton Pill to make the python spirit degenerate.  Became a demon. It¡¯s a pity that all your servants failed.¡±

    "Heishui River's Shaojie and Tuoluozhuang's python spirit are just a test. They are just experimental subjects."

    The crow's feet of joy danced on the face of the hell messenger.

    "Lingshan has passed through the catastrophe on the West Heaven Road to test their pilgrims. The Dark Temple in our Demon Realm only hunts powerful souls. People like Miao Jie and Python Spirit are not qualified to be servants of darkness."

    "Tang Monk, you are completely qualified. After Blue Poet lost to you in Thorn Ridge, he lost the Queen of Thorns and was very sad. He returned to the Demonic Dark Temple and wrote more than a dozen poems to curse you."

    Tang Monk smiled proudly, "As far as the poet's literary talent is concerned, I'd better save some pen and ink!"

    The Messenger of Hell stroked his beard and said, "Poet Lan said that your song "Goose" was so shocking that it left a psychological shadow on him. He cannot write that kind of literary talent and has announced that he has stopped writing."

    Tang Monk nodded with satisfaction, "Poet Lan finally has some self-awareness, but you can't. Old man, you know that I have defeated so many demon kings and eagles, but you still dare to come and die?"

    The skull on the staff looked at Tang Monk and whispered evilly.

    The sky is the color of a fresh corpse, dull and dull.

    The Messenger of Hell still has a smile on his face, a hypocritical and evil smile.

    "I just bring you the invitation of the Dark Lord and the gospel of death. Tang Monk, the shadow of the Dark Lord has enveloped the entire three realms. Lingshan, the underworld, heaven, the Dragon Palace, and the four major continents will all be under the Dark Lord.  In front of the demon army, he trembled and collapsed."

    "The Dark Lord has seen your existence in the doomsday prophecies of death and destruction. As the Dark Lord's warrior, you will sow the seeds of death to every corner of the Three Realms."

    Tang Seng snorted, "If the Dark Lord can really predict, he should see him kneeling in front of me in the Dark Temple and trembling. If I really go to the Demon Realm, I will destroy his crown, his throne, and his  The dark jade seal."

    The smile on the Hell Messenger's face gradually disappeared, and the anger in his eyes was burning.

    "You do not know how to appreciate the scriptures, you dare to blaspheme the great demon king, I will make you pay the price of blood!"

    The voice of the Hell Messenger is as solemn and low as a death knell.

    Zhu Bajie swung a nine-tooth rake and cursed: "You are the lackeys of the Demon King. You have degenerated into demons yourself, and you still insist on deceiving others. You are really sick. You should die!"

    The nine-toothed rake was full of murderous intent. Zhu Bajie jumped into the air, slashed down with the rake, and chopped off the head of the messenger of hell.

    The skull on the Hell Messenger's staff emitted a scarlet light. The Hell Messenger gently threw the staff, and the staff collided with Zhu Bajie's nine-tooth rake.

    The moment Zhu Bajie's rake collided with the staff, he was seized by an indescribable terrifying force. He and the rake flew heavily into the valley of Qijue Mountain.

    Zhu Bajie flew out and hit a cliff. The cliff was broken. Zhu Bajie fell into the shadow-walking valley and was swallowed by the poisonous gas.

    The Hell Messenger let out a deep laugh.

    "Tang Monk, have you seen it? This is Marshal Tianpeng in the previous life, and the Buddhist disciple in this life. Heavenly Court and Lingshan are full of such vulnerable people who deceive the world and steal their reputation."

    The Sha Monk was so angry that he flew up and brandished the Demon-Subduing Treasure Staff, and stabbed the Hell Messenger in the heart.

    The messenger of hell refused to hide and grabbed the magic staff with his bare hands. Sha Monk exhausted all his strength and was exhausted.?He was sweating profusely, but he couldn't pull the demon-suppressing staff caught by the messenger from hell.

    "The treasured staff for subduing demons? It's a good name, but it's a pity that I haven't killed a decent demon yet!"

    The Messenger of Hell shook his black-feathered cloak and flicked his hand hard, causing Sha Monk to fly into the valley even with a human as a staff.

    "This is the legendary roller-curtain general. Everyone has seen it, so he is suitable for rolling curtains."

    The little white dragon transformed directly into a silver-white dragon, bared its teeth and claws, and rushed towards the messenger of hell.

    The scepter of the Hell Messenger hit the giant dragon. The dragon, which was dozens of feet long, instantly flew into the poisonous mist of Qijue Mountain and disappeared.

    "The moment of glory belonging to the dragon clan has long passed. I heard that Prince Mo'ang was a little stronger, but unfortunately, he was also killed in Bibo Pond by the Buddhist monks. The little white dragon was much worse than Mo'ang.  "

    Sun Wukong was shocked when he saw the Messenger of Hell defeating Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng and Xiao Bailong in three or two strokes.

    "Master, the Hell Messenger seems to be very powerful!"

    "The Messenger of Hell is responsible for bewitching people in the three realms and distributing skull pills. He must have eaten a lot. Look at him. Although he is very old, he is still rosy and energetic. What a strong little old man. Wukong  , kill him for me!"

    Sun Wukong picked up the golden cudgel and rushed forward.

    The Hell Messenger's scepter collided with the golden hoop and buzzed. The Hell Messenger realized that Sun Wukong's magic power was far better than Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk and Xiao Bailong.

    "As expected of the Monkey King who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago, you still have some abilities. In the Three Realms today, the only powerful generals in the Three Realms are Sun Wukong, the Seven Saints, the Four Monkeys, Nezha, Yang Jian, etc.  Several people."

    Sun Wukong's golden hoop weighs 13,500 kilograms and is extremely strong. The hell messenger's staff is light and elegant. Every time the staff collides with the golden hoop, there will always be a strange blue and white light.  , blooming between the two weapons.

    The skeleton on the scepter began to whisper continuously, echoing in Sun Wukong's ears. Sun Wukong soon felt his mind agitated, and the messenger of hell appeared in front of him.

    Sun Wukong was dizzy for a while. He used his fiery eyes and golden eyes, and the golden light shone on the messenger of hell, and the overlapping shadows became more and more numerous.

    Tang Seng was worried that Zhu Bajie, Xiao Bailong and Sha Seng who were trapped in the valley would be injured by the poisonous mist, so he stroked the Qiankun ring and summoned the ring spirit. The three of them turned into white light and returned to Qiankun quietly.  In the treasure ring.

    There are ghostly shadows around Sun Wukong, and the skull on the top of the hell messenger's staff keeps whispering mockingly.

    A blood-red skull gem appeared in the hands of the Hell Messenger. The Hell Messenger hit the skull gem, the blood-red skull gem, and hit Sun Wukong on the head. Sun Wukong immediately saw stars in his eyes and stumbled down.

    The shadow of the Messenger of Hell enveloped Sun Wukong.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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