People on a Journey to the West: Take the brothers to ask the Buddha to abdicate

I should have been deceived and cheated by the system.

……

Damn, I can't take it anymore!

"System, what the hell are you cheating on me again, you big fool!"

[Thank you for the compliment. 】

A word of thanks for the compliment, the thick skin is the essence of Tang Sanzang!

Tang Sanzang didn't care, and after sweeping the Hukou Cave, everyone left here.

"Master, you don't seem to be looking very well!"

"It's a trap."

"Fuck, who the hell dares to trick my big dad Sanzang!" Sha Wujin said ruthlessly as he sat directly on the killing fortress.

"Existence that you can't deal with."

Sha Wu was stunned for a moment, then said: "Could it be..."

"A saint?"

After Tang Sanzang entered the Secret Realm of Mind Cultivation and came back, they could clearly feel that the difficulty of the catastrophe had increased exponentially.

A few of them have become stronger, but the monsters along the way have also become stronger!

I won't talk about the sky-swallowing golden mouse of the law of space back then.

The sage chess game that was used by Tang Sanzang to train soldiers last time, and the Huang Shijing who just spent it.

And that lump of stinky mud...

"Master, we are too weak." Zhu Bajie's face was a little sad.

Tang Sanzang was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that they had misunderstood what Tang Sanzang meant.

Tang Sanzang was talking about the system, but what they thought was the means arranged by the sage.

Tang Sanzang said with a smile: "It's okay, no matter when, I, Tang Sanzang, will be your strongest backing."

"Master!"

"Master Sanzang!"

"Big guy!"

"Daddy Sanzang!"

The corner of Tang Sanzang's mouth twitched slightly, watching the four people who were so touched lift them up one by one.

"It's just that the time for you to grow up is too short, so don't have too much psychological pressure."

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Bajie quickly said: "This time the west expedition to Lingshan, I hope everything goes well. Buddha bless~"

Seemingly realizing something was wrong, Zhu Bajie laughed sarcastically.

Then he said, "Master Tripitaka bless you!"

At this moment, the fast-moving little white dragon suddenly stopped.

I saw a nine-headed lion standing on the top of the mountain, as if sucking the essence of the moon.

As the little white dragon stopped in place, the nine-headed lion seemed to sense the little white dragon's aura.

Jiuling Yuansheng!

Back then, the Nine-Headed Insect was the one who gave the Nine-Headed Insect the Sword of Hanging Sky!

It was also that time that the little white dragon's bloodline evolved completely.

Breakthrough to the level of the chaotic holy dragon.

"You...why do you have the aura of my junior?"

Jiuling Yuansheng's eyes were like lightning, even after a long time, he still noticed something strange!

The blood was dry, and the body was cold to the bone.

But the entanglement of a trace of causal power made Jiuling Yuansheng aware of the breath of the nine-headed worm.

"Because I killed him!" The little white dragon directly transformed into the chaotic holy dragon.

The powerful Longwei directly crushed the surrounding rocks into powder!

Jiuling Yuansheng narrowed his eyes...

"Kill my junior!?"

Under the plain tone, there seemed to be a monstrous anger hidden!

"Didn't you hear him say something about me?" Jiuling Yuansheng said lightly.

"What kind of hair are you? It depends on your face when I kill someone?"

Xiao Bailong didn't care about Jiuling Yuansheng in his tone.

For him, the Nine-Headed Insect was his life and death enemy.

Either he died, or Xiao Bailong lived!

Hearing Xiaobailong's words, Jiuling Yuansheng chuckled.

"Well, I admire you for your courage."

Nine huge lion heads roared at Haoyue like wolves howling at the moon, and their stature also grew bigger!

"This lion can really pretend to be x." Sha Wujin said with a curled lip.

"Well, that's all about strength."

At the beginning, the strength of the learning team was still weak, and there was still a little worry about the mount under the saint's seat.

But as the western sky got closer, more and more monsters were killed.

Let everyone forget the original fear.

Even if it is a saint's mount, in their eyes now...

That's all!

With the end of Jiuling Yuansheng's transformation, Sijie was about to rush forward.

"Brothers, I, Xiao Bailong, can end the karma here on my own!"

Hearing this sentence, Sijie really didn't move.

Jiuling Yuansheng looked at the few people who were standing still, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Do you look down on me, Jiuling Yuansheng, or do you trust this little dragon too much?"

"I really don't know whether to say you are stupid or conceited!"

"Hey, I'm an idiot, don't beep!"

The holy dragon of chaos is high in the sky, as if carrying the destiny.

"My little white dragon is destined to be a dragon that will be recorded in the annals of the dragon clan. It is more than enough to deal with you old man!"

"Shuzi is arrogant!"

The battle is imminent!

A bright red color appeared on one of Jiuling Yuansheng's heads.

The temperature was so high that even the space was slightly distorted.

"You little dragon is proud enough to die under my wind, fire, thunder and lightning technique!"

boom!

Flames spewed out, covering the sky and rushing towards the little white dragon like a sea of ​​flames.

The art of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, the housekeeping skills of Jiuling Yuansheng.

How do you block this move?

You're just a little dragon, you can't stop it!

Chapter 163 I'm Sorry, I Borrow Your Organs

Xiao Bailong sneered.

The thing he used to stimulate the blood of the ancestral dragon was Master Sanzang's Five Elements Lingzhu!

Within the five elements, all can be avoided!

It's okay to say that my little white dragon can't escape this fire, but it's okay to say that my chaotic holy dragon can't fight this raging fire?

How the fuck is that possible?

I saw that the little white dragon was like a supreme being, watching the raging fire without fear.

Seeing this scene, Jiuling Yuansheng's face was also full of joy.

"Dead!"

Jiuling Yuansheng was about to turn around when he heard a word.

Like the sound of thunder, it echoed in this space for a long time.

"avoid!"

Just like the words of a sage followed the law, the fire spread all over the sky.

The body of the Chaos Holy Dragon passed straight through the blazing flames.

"What? This..."

Jiuling Yuansheng's head is a little down!

The art of wind, fire, thunder and lightning is his housekeeping skill.

He is the only one who understands the power of this spell best!

But what does he see now?

That dragon shadow walked quietly in it as if walking in a courtyard.

The sky was full of fire to make way for him, and even the scales were not blackened.

Jiuling Yuansheng frowned and said immediately: "However, you dare to make such a big deal after resisting my first attack! Look at me..."

The wind and sand suddenly rose around Jiuling Yuansheng.

Create a tornado out of thin air!

"I don't believe it, you can block this trick!" Jiuling Yuansheng wrapped him and Xiaobailong in countless tornadoes.

The tornado is extremely sharp, and it looks a little scary and hideous.

The Chaos Holy Dragon immediately sneered when he saw this scene, and then said, "Small tricks!"

"Wuhu~"

And listen to the dragon chant!

The little white dragon in the form of the chaotic holy dragon roared towards the sky, and the seemingly powerful tornado collapsed directly.

With the sound of breaking wind, the little white dragon's tail swept directly towards Jiuling Yuansheng.

Jiuling Yuansheng frowned, and the lion's claw directly blocked the powerful blow of the little white dragon!

"Something good."

Jiuling Yuansheng saw the powerful blow of the chaotic dragon and said immediately: "No wonder you can kill my junior."

It is not surprising that the nine-headed worm died at the hands of this chaotic holy dragon!

As the mount of a saint, Jiuling Yuansheng actually felt the breath of the ancestor dragon on this guy!

Although it is different from Honghuang's ancestor of ten thousand dragons, but...

It is indeed the breath of the ancestral dragon.

He will never admit his mistake!