Purple Star Golden Lotus Tribulation

The figure that crawled out of the stone coffin Peng Zhitian had just summoned looked exactly like him. Even its aura was not much different, as though it were a clone.

One Peng Zhitian had already left Sun Wukong helpless. Another one was simply deadly.

"Hmph, kill him!"

Peng Zhitian spoke, and the Corpse Slave that looked identical to him charged at Sun Wukong the instant his words fell.

At the same time, Peng Zhitian dove downward and vanished into the sea of clouds in the blink of an eye.

Entangled by the Corpse Slave, Sun Wukong could not break free to pursue him. This Corpse Slave also possessed Mid-Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm strength, and every technique it used was one of Peng Zhitian's methods.

Huge palms condensed from demonic qi slammed toward Sun Wukong one after another, terrifyingly fast and seemingly intent on shattering the heavens. Sun Wukong swung his Golden Cudgel, swiftly smashing the giant palms apart, but the Great Luo Corpse Slave's assault did not stop. Instead, it closed in on him.

"You dare come in close!"

A violent, savage gleam flashed through Sun Wukong's eyes. When it came to close combat, he had never feared anyone.

Elsewhere, Luo Shixin grew more exhilarated as the battle continued. The Kirin Overlord Spear in his hands battered Six-Eared Macaque until both his hands were drenched in blood.

Damn it! Who exactly is this guy? How can he be so strong!

Six-Eared Macaque thought in alarm. The Iron Rod in his hands was not as hard as the Kirin Overlord Spear, and it had been trembling throughout the fight.

Luo Shixin did not care what he was thinking. With a flick of his spear, dharma power surged from his body and transformed into a black kirin that charged ahead,