"Bring it to you!"
Wukong ignored Bibi Dong's cannibalistic look.
He pulled off the necklace and threw it to Fourth Sister with his backhand.
Then, he stepped on Bibi Dong's belly and sneered, "If you had just waited obediently and not done those sneaky tricks, you wouldn't have suffered this disaster. If you want to blame, blame yourself for not having the diamond, but you still want to get the porcelain job, and you are so incompetent that you still want to die!"
"Ahem..."
Bibi Dong groaned, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't dare to reply, for fear of suffering unwarranted harm again.
To be honest, if we really have to go head-to-head, Wukong's strength at this moment is absolutely no match for Bibi Dong.
But Wukong's timing was perfect.
Bibi Dong had just fought a bloody battle with Fourth Sister, and Soul Power was in extremely poor condition.
Coupled with Wukong's incomparable hellish Soul Skill[Immobility Technique], God Rank, anyone who comes will be charged for three seconds.
What's even more amazing is that Wukong's appearance and aura through [Seventy-Two Transformations]Simulation also completely intimidated Bibi Dong.
This woman really thought that Wukong was a hundred thousand year old soul beast, and was afraid that the other party would crush her throat, so she kept silent.
I finally found a loophole and tried to counterattack, but I never thought that I was under the surveillance of Wukong from the beginning to the end.
As soon as he broke out, he was captured again by force and suffered heavy losses.
This series of blows not only completely destroyed Bibi Dong's resistance, but also shattered her sense of luck. At this moment, she could only lie dormant in humiliation, not daring to have any other thoughts.
Rumble--
Suddenly there were two deafening loud noises in the distance.
Wukong and Fourth Sister looked at each other with joy on their faces.
Their reinforcements have arrived.
However, the faces of Qian Xunji and others instantly became extremely ugly.
"With this level of coercion... could it be those two overlords?"
Qian Xunji's heart was beating wildly. He never expected that this smelly monkey could actually be related to the two overlords!
If we wait for the two overlords to arrive and form an encirclement, I am afraid they will have to answer here today.
"Your people are already here."
"Now, can you return my people to me? As long as you let them go, I, Qian Xunji, promise to take them back immediately without saying a word!"
Qian Xunji no longer hesitated, his whole body Soul Power was agitated crazily, and the Angelic Holy Sword golden light in his hand was pointed directly at Wukong, as if he would take action immediately if you don't agree.
Qian Xunji After being the Pope for so many years, his mind is still clear.
He knows exactly when to give in and when to be tough.
Now is the time to be tough.
If the other party still refuses to make friends, it means that the other party has evil intentions.
The other party must be planning to wait for reinforcements to arrive and then surround and kill them together.
If he really gets to that point, he Qian Xunji will have to fight tooth and nail.
Wukong chuckled and said, "Look, you are in a hurry. It's not like I won't give it to you."
In fact, Wukong also has concerns in his heart.
The crisis has been resolved, there is no need to push Qian Xunji to a dead end.
If you continue to press, there is a high chance that Qian Xunji will fall out on the spot.
Then he will be the one in danger.
After all, forcibly stimulating [Seventy-Two Transformations] that has not yet fully completed is an extremely terrifying squeeze on the Soul Power, physical strength and Mental Power in his body. Every minute and every second, he is bearing a huge load.
But he couldn't show his cowardice, otherwise once old foxes like Qian Xunji discovered the flaw, the consequences would be disastrous.
Wukong silently estimated the time in his mind.
Da Ming Er Ming It only took tens of seconds at most to get here.
It belongs to a safe area acceptable to both parties.
Thinking of this, Wukong directly kicked Bibi Dong into the air.
"Dong'er!"
Qian Xunji exclaimed and quickly flew forward to catch Bibi Dong steadily.
After confirming that Bibi Dong's life was safe, Qian Xunji glared at Wukong and shouted sternly, "I have recorded today's humiliation! The days ahead are long, let's wait and see!"
"Hehehe, we'll see what happens, am I still afraid of you?"
Wukong responded with a smile, then changed the topic and his tone became playful. "But, I would like to give you a piece of advice. The female doll you are holding in your arms does not look like a law-abiding person. Her thoughts are deep and her methods are ruthless. They are three times more venomous than the poisonous snakes in the forest. You have to be more careful to keep her by your side. Be careful one night, she bites you back, leaving no bones or dregs left."
Wukong's words were firstly meant to cause trouble for Bibi Dong, and they were disgusting and disgusting to her.
Secondly, I also want to plant a seed of doubt in Qian Xunji's heart and make him always be wary of Bibi Dong.
If Qian Xunji does not die in the future, he will definitely use the power of the Spirit Hall to track down Tang San and his son.
This will definitely cause a lot of trouble for Tang San's cultivation path.
At the same time, Bibi Dong will continue to be suppressed by Qian Xunji.
The two may even turn against each other again and become internally at odds with each other...
So for Wukong, Qian Xunji is alive and has the highest cost-effectiveness ratio.
When Qian Xunji heard this, his expression changed slightly, but then he snorted coldly, "That's ridiculous! You little bastard is here to sow discord! Dong'er is my most proud disciple and is loyal to me Spirit Hall. How can you slander me with just a few words?"
Wukong shrugged, spread his hands, and looked indifferent. "It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words. It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, your life is your own."
At this moment, the auras of Da Ming and Er Ming had reached less than a few miles away.
Qian Xunji felt those two terrifying pressures and did not dare to stay any longer.
"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, withdraw!"
He hugged Bibi Dong and called out to Kikui Er Douluo.
Several people immediately turned into streaks of light and flew towards the outskirts of the forest without looking back.
Wait until Qian Xunji and others disappear from the edge of the field of vision.
Cai Lin, who had been hiding in the dark and poisonous miasma, suddenly sprang out like an arrow from a string, protecting Wukong behind him.
Immediately afterwards, the clones Da Ming, Er Ming, Xiao Wu, and Wukong sent out to report the news finally arrived on the battlefield.
"Huh..."
Wukong let out a sigh of relief and could no longer support [Seventy-Two Transformations]'s consumption.
With a burst of skeletal explosion, he quickly shrank from the burly Stone Monkey form back to that of a ten-year-old boy.
As soon as he returned to his human form, Wukong's legs went weak, his face was as pale as paper, and he was breathing heavily, looking as if Soul Power had been completely squeezed dry.
"Smelly monkey!"
Seeing this, Fourth Sister quickly used the few remaining intact Spider Spear to support his body, which prevented Wukong from collapsing directly in the mud.
"Monkey Bro! Are you okay?"
Xiao Wu jumped off Er Ming's shoulders and ran to Wukong with an anxious face.
"If you can't die, it's because you've consumed too much and you're severely short-changed. Just adjust your breathing for a while."
Wukong waved his hand, and then with a thought, he dispersed the clone. The clone returned and brought back some of the remaining Soul Power. Only then did Wukong's pale face regain some color.
Then, Wukong turned to look at the bruised Fourth Sister beside him, and asked with concern, "Fourth Sister, what about you, how are you doing?"
Fourth Sister smiled miserably and said in a lonely tone, "The flesh wounds don't matter. It's just that in this battle, I was injured by that birdman Origin. In this life, I'm afraid there is no hope of surviving that Two-Hundred-Thousand-Year Ferocious Beast Tribulation."