Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

"Is this king a waste?" Satan narrowed his eyes slightly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes, Teng! The flames of hell rose from his body.

The terrifying sense of oppression pressed towards Fang Xiu like a mountain bearing down on him.

"You're just a god, but you dare to say that this king is a waste? Without the Law of Nothingness, you are not even qualified to stand in front of me!"

Fang Xiu calmly shook his head: "You are wrong. There is no law of emptiness. I still have the power of time and the secret of creation of the ancient goddess Nuwa. But what about you? You are just incompetent and furious."

The anger on Satan's face suddenly stagnated, and then became even more furious. A palm like lava fiercely grabbed Fang Xiu.

Of course, there was no accidental catch.

call.

Satan took a deep breath and forcibly stopped his anger, because there was no other way to stop it, and in the end he could only be fooled by Fang Xiu like a clown.

Facing an enemy that can't be beaten or defeated, staying here is just humiliating oneself.

"Fang Xiu, wait for me!"

After saying that, Satan turned around and left. He planned to continue to devour it and forcefully break through the ancient god, instead of staying and wasting time with Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu stared at the other person's back as he was about to leave, his eyes moving slightly. From the moment the little monkey came out, he had a vague idea in his mind, maybe... there was no need to open it again.

Suddenly, he turned his right hand and took out something.

"Sun Wukong, eat a peach."

Satan, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped in place, and his head turned around uncontrollably.

What strikes your eyes is a delicate, emerald, moist, fragrant peach! He was lying quietly in Fang Xiu's hands.

The first time Satan saw Pantao, he felt as if he had lost his soul. His eyes opened uncontrollably and he stared at Pantao.

The pair of bloody pupils had a faint tendency to turn back to gold.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu knew that he had guessed correctly. Satan wanted to occupy Sun Wukong's soul, which was equivalent to entering Sun Wukong's home court. However, because Sun Wukong had not recovered his memory before, the opponent had taken the advantage. Now only Ru Xiao is left. A monkey-like remnant of consciousness.

Even if the consciousness of a little monkey has the home field advantage, how can it compete with Satan?

The battle of consciousness is about who is firmer and less likely to be shaken. The firmer the belief, the higher the chance of winning.

It would definitely not work if you let him directly compete with Satan for consciousness, but if you let the little monkey turn his belief into an obsession to eat peaches, Satan may not be able to stop it due to the home field advantage.

Hence the current result.

Satan froze on the spot, the consciousnesses of both sides constantly fighting for control of the body. Satan wanted to leave, but he underestimated the desire of a little monkey who had not eaten a flat peach for many years.

You must know that flat peaches were Sun Wukong’s favorite food back then.

Under the influence of this instinct, Satan walked stiffly towards Pantao step by step.

"Asshole! What did you do to me!!" Satan yelled, but his body was very honest.

"Here you go." Fang Xiu handed the flat peach over, and Satan went to pick it up uncontrollably. After picking it up, he couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth and ate it in large gulps. The peach juice he ate splashed and got all over his face. yes.

Even so, he was still scolding: "Fang Xiu, do you think you can stop me with this little trick? Suck... When I finish the peach, I will go to swallow the nutrients. After breaking through the ancient gods, The first one to kill, sucker... is you!"

After a few mouthfuls, one flat peach was eaten by Satan. Then, a scene that stunned him appeared. Fang Xiu waved his hand, and a hill made of flat peaches appeared in front of him.

"You...you, you, you...suck it..." Satan was like a mouse in a rice barn, pounced on the peach mountain and started gnawing wildly.

The flat peach obtained from Sun Wukong back then has returned to Sun Wukong's hands again after endless years, and the blame he took back then was not in vain.

I don't know if it was Satan who felt ashamed, or the little monkey's consciousness gained the upper hand after seeing the flat peach, and he saw that the blood in Sun Wukong's eyes slowly faded and turned golden again.

The little monkey has a peach in his left hand and a peach in his right hand, and he eats them happily.

"Is it delicious?" Fang Xiu asked.

"It's delicious." The little monkey nodded while eating: "You are a good person, give me the peach."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little monkey felt a light touch on his hand, his eyes blurred, and all the peaches disappeared, and Fang Xiu put them away.

"Where's the peach!? I want to eat the peach! Bad guy! Give me the peach!" The little monkey stood up suddenly, the hellfire on his body soared into the sky, and the violent power caused the color of the sky to change and the void to stir.

Fang Xiu shook his head: "You can eat peaches if you want, but they don't come for free."

"I don't care, I'm going to eat the peach!" The little monkey started to act up and stamp his feet. The whole hell was trembling under his feet, and there was even a faint tendency to fall apart.

Fang Xiu was unmoved and continued: "There is a bad person living in your body. As long as you drive him away, I will give you all the peaches."

The little monkey stopped, a look of fear clearly flashed on his face: "But that bad guy is so powerful..."

Fang Xiu frowned slightly. For a little monkey with a mind of only a few years old, Satan does look very powerful, but this soul body is the little monkey's home field. As long as he becomes strong, Satan is just a strong man on the outside, and driving Satan away is not. One thing that cannot be done.

The key to the problem now is how to make the little monkey strong and have the courage to deal with Satan.

If Sun Wukong regains his memory, he can easily do it. Even if he is not an opponent, he will dare to fight. Unfortunately, the one who controls the soul body now is not Sun Wukong, but when he was a child.

When a hero is young, is he still a hero?

He originally wanted to use the little monkey's desire for flat peaches to drive away Satan. Obviously, this desire was not enough for him to overcome his fear.

Just after thinking for a moment, Sun Wukong's golden eyes once again glowed with blood. It was obvious that Satan could no longer hold it in any longer.

Fang Xiu didn't pay attention. He threw a flat peach at random and suppressed Satan easily.

He looked at Sun Wukong feasting, and images from ancient times could not help but appear in his mind.

"New here? Why have I never seen you before?"

"Would you like to come to Pantaoyuan and hang out with me, my grandson? I am the Monkey King who was personally conferred by the Jade Emperor!"

"My mouth is open to other people. I live my own life and let them have their say. People can't always live in the eyes of others."

"Anyway, it's boring to have nothing to do now. Why don't you go gambling with me?"

"Let's guess the peach pit. Guess which hand of my grandson has the peach pit. If you guess correctly, I will give you a flat peach."