C868 Sunn Wukong Against the Skeleton
Suddenly, the journey to the west became quiet. Wu Xiaoming rode on the fierce tiger, while the rest of the gods floated above his head in boredom.
It had been a whole year, yet they had never met a single demon. What made them even more speechless was that even if they met a living creature, it would be fine.
However, in a radius of a million miles, there was only death and silence