"Boom!"
Sun Wukong's golden hoop staff smashed down, and in an instant, the ground shook and mountains trembled.
"Eat my staff!"
Zhu Bajie, standing nearby, also revealed his true form, pulled out his nine-toothed rake, and chuckled, "You think you can eat Grandpa Pig, eat my rake!"
As he spoke, he swung his rake down fiercely.
Seeing Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie attacking together, the King of Inspiration was so frightened that his face turned pale.
He quickly dodged one after another.
The King of Inspiration was quick to dodge, and Sun Wukong's staff only struck the demon's arm, sending him flying.
The King of Inspiration, in pain, soared into the air, attempting to escape.
"Not good, the demon is getting away!"
Seeing this, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but shout loudly.
"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, evil spirits turn back to the shore!"
