"Demon folks... truly are much tougher than ordinary demons, the ntor was right."
As he had the Wind God Winged Dragon and Tyrannosaurus chasing the backs of Su Zimai and Xia Pingzhou, he glanced towards the other corner of the grassland.
At one corner of the grassland, Ke Qirui lowered the brim of her hat.
Through the previous confrontations, she had roughly gauged the speed of the Sorsault Cloud. So whenever Sun Changkong stepped onto the Sorsault Cloud, shooting forward like a gale or lightning, she would have the Movie Demon create a screen to swallow herself into it.
Then she would appear at a farther location, maintaining an absolutely safe distance from Sun Changkong.
This safety distance had to ensure two points: first, that she could react to the speed of the Sorsault Cloud, and second, that there was ti for her to use the movie screen to leave.
Ke Qirui was very clear in her heart that Sun Changkong could afford countless mistakes, but if she made even a slight error, she would imdiately beco a ghost under the child’s cudgel.
After several rounds of such maneuvering, a look of impatience finally appeared on Sun Changkong’s face.
"Is running all you know?" She furrowed her fiery red brows.
Sun Changkong had wised up. She no longer paid attention to the train cars summoned by Ke Qirui’s screen, understanding they were just a blinding technique. So she accelerated the Sorsault Cloud, dodged around the train cars, and shot straight towards Ke Qirui.
The speed of the Sorsault Cloud was so fast that the gale it stirred almost knocked down all the grass along the way, plowing a clean path. However, at this mont, Ke Qirui made a prediction in advance, and her body was swallowed by the movie screen.
Soon after, Sun Changkong looked up and realized she was surrounded by a curtain of movie screens on all sides.
Thousands of screens in midair almost ford a circle, with Sun Changkong positioned at the center.
"What?" Sun Changkong was stunned, "It can be played like this?"
In the next instant, the torso of the Train Demon erged from each movie screen, and dozens of segnted train cars closed in on Sun Changkong from all directions, forming a flawlessly tight attack. No one could possibly escape from this attack without dead angles!
Ke Qirui appeared in the distance, silently observing this scene.
Without a doubt, this was already the strongest killer move she could muster at this stage. She thought to herself, "This ti, surely she won’t escape unscathed?"
Sun Changkong stopped above the Sorsault Cloud, stunned, looking around as the shadow of the train car enveloped her.
In the next second, she lowered her face, as if resigned to fate, closed her eyelids, and a burst of bright red light suddenly enveloped her entire body. The Golden Cudgel in her hand instantly expanded more than several dozen tis, transforming into a giant pillar reaching up to the clouds, piercing through a train car and letting the light in.
"She can even enlarge the Golden Cudgel?" Ke Qirui frowned.
In just the blink of an eye, the towering pillar spun in a circle, carrying with it the roaring force, turning the dozens of train cars crashing in from all directions into a ss of fragnts.
Under this extrely destructive power, even embers probably wouldn’t survive. The atmosphere roared as a pit ford in the ground with a radius of a hundred ters. The earth frantically caved in, and the grass flew like fluttering butterflies into the sky.
When she snapped back to reality, Ke Qirui saw an incredible figure.
At the sa ti, Su Zimai and Xia Pingzhou erged from the Primitive Jungle. The two of them stopped on the finger of a giant tree, distantly watching the terrifying silhouette on the Sorsault Cloud.
"What... is that?" Su Zimai’s face suddenly turned pale.
Xia Pingzhou also looked sowhat unnerved, contemplating in his heart, "Damn it... has Sun Changkong truly unlocked the high-level seal?"
At this mont, what appeared before them was not a girl with dark red long hair, but sothing entirely different, with yellow hair, a golden hoop, pointy nose, and a monkey-like face, clad in a dark golden armor burning red hot, with two red feathers soaring up from the top of her head.
Scorching steam continuously spread upward from the gaps in the armor, as if a demon god had descended.
The wind howled, the earth trembled, the entire world scread.
At this mont, Sun Wukong opened the Fiery Golden Eyes, and a beam of golden light shot from the pupils, even surpassing the midday sun. The terrifying pressure spread like a tidal wave, almost tangible. Thousands of green grasses on the grassland swayed in the wind, and grass debris and sand danced wildly towards the sky.
Ke Qirui’s face gradually paled, knowing she couldn’t just sit and wait for death, so she summoned a screen, and the train demon’s carriages frenziedly flew out from it.
Sun Wukong casually swung a cudgel, the surging force stirring the atmosphere to rush skyward, even dispersing the clouds in the sky.
This ti, the train cars couldn’t even be flung away; before the enlarged Golden Cudgel, they turned to ashes in less than half a second. The Seven-Colored Clouds below began to surge restlessly, shooting forward like light, crossing over a kiloter distance.
Sun Wukong, backlit by the sun, slowly raised her head, wrathful Golden Eyes in the shadow exuding fierce golden light.
He raised his hand high, lifting the Golden Cudgel like a pillar supporting the heavens.
But just in the last second, Mario’s "Administrator Maintenance Ti" ended.
So in this brief yet long second, Ke Qirui faced the ghostly figure before her, and the giant pillar reaching the clouds, ambiguously, she exhaled a sigh of relief.
"Should I call it luck..." she thought. If it weren’t for Sun Wukong enlarging the Golden Cudgel by so many tis, slowing the swiftness of swinging the cudgel, then in this second, she would probably already be dead under the cudgel, without any chance to react.
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