I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

'That stupid evil god might recognize me through William's eyes. So……'

As Chen Yu had a thought, he changed his mind.

A gust of wind suddenly surged up, and countless vegetation, branches and leaves mixed with the air compressed and deformed.

Melts into a sticky mess.

At the same time, the twisted spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered crazily into this molecular soup that was forcibly kneaded together.

A human skeleton congealed into shape in the soup.

Then came muscles, blood vessels, skin...

In an instant, a young man with short white hair stood in front of Chen Yu.

With a slightly thin face and thick eyebrows and big eyes, he has the aura of a Hong Kong comic hero.

It is the image of Tang Sanzang in "Journey to the West".

The new incarnation created by Chen Yu looks like a human being, but in fact it has no genetic information as a human being.

No one can see where he comes from.

If it were more prudent, it would be better not to use magical powers.

"Since they are so similar, the poor monk should call him Tang Sanyan."

Chen Yu said with Tang San's mouth.

Bury in heaven, bury on earth, bury all the immortals.

However, it seems there are witnesses?

Chen Yu glanced at Danyangzi from the corner of his eyes.

The guy yelled loudly: "Immortal! You don't play like this! You can obviously avoid me - eh?"

Danyangzi suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say.

who I am? Where am I? What should I do?

Oh, right.

Its chaotic memories were finally connected.

This demon cultivator who calls himself Tang Sanzong, on a dark and windy night when he doesn’t offend anyone,

The Taoist temple that rushes into it is a recipe for disaster without saying a word.

This is what happened.

As for traveling to the nightmare world or Blue Star...

There is no such thing!

At this time, Chen Yu's body had disappeared and his whereabouts were unknown.

He has turned into a cloud of probability. As long as he does not actively interfere with this world, no one can observe him.

Chen Yu had no intention of taking action personally.

He would only use quantum entanglement to control the incarnation of Tang Sanzong to cause trouble.

Everything is obviously an old Yinbi.

When his opponent is suppressing him in rank, he can only find a chance to win by being more sinister than his opponent.

"Mo Xiu, right? Okay, Mo Xiu will be Mo Xiu."

Tang Sanzian looked at him with a smile, "There are two paths before you: one, become the dog of my demon sect. Two, as a Taoist disciple of the Nine-turn Immortal Lord, you are incompatible with this demonic power and will sacrifice your life..."

Before he finished speaking, Danyangzi rushed to answer: "Disciple swears to follow the Demon King to the death, no, the Third Burial Immortal!"

As the light of righteousness and the most promising rising star, Danyangzi naturally knows the principles of conduct in the world of immortality:

Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say.

It doesn't matter whether you are a grudge or not. If you can't beat them, surrender, then join!

Tang Sanzian smiled slightly and was about to speak.

Suddenly his smile faded and he looked back at the sky.

Several black spots appeared on the horizon.

Powerful breath! 3, 4, 5...

There were as many as 12 of them, and in the blink of an eye they surrounded Tang Sanzong and Danyangzi.

Their looks... can only be said to be quite individual, not very anthropomorphic.

The human-headed fly at the head, Jie Jie, smiled strangely: "Hey, Danyangzi, why are you so angry after not seeing each other for a few days? Only one head left? Has the dojo been raised?"

Danyangzi scolded with a dark face: "Smelly flies are none of your business!"

The head on the fly turned 360 degrees and wiped its face with its front paws.

He smiled and said: "Shit is none of my business. Farts are indeed none of my business. But I believe you know why fellow Taoists are here, so don't be careless."

"What nonsense are you talking to the dead!" the grumpy four-clawed tiger demon roared, "Danyangzi, if you are sensible, hand over the "Qingyun Pill Jue" immediately, otherwise your Danxia Sect will be exterminated today!"

Danyangzi laughed: "Fellow Taoists, are you all blind?"

"I'm usually scared to death of Pindao. Now that Pindao has been taken care of by Master Tang, how can you have the confidence to get scriptures from him?"

Tang San's funeral smiled slightly but did not reveal the evil intentions it harbored.

The fox-head smiled sinisterly and said: "Today is different from the past. Do you recognize this person?"

Without waiting for Danyangzi to speak, it introduced a pig-headed man: "This is the black-faced true king who is so powerful in the pass!"

The black-faced True Monarch leaned on his hooves with anti-joint hooves and glanced at Tang Sanzong proudly.

"There is no difference in your body. You must be a demon cultivator."

As soon as these words came out, the monks present were surprised and happy.

"Demon cultivator? Pure-blooded mortal?"

"Jiejiejiejiejie, I'm so prosperous this time! The demonic cultivator's flesh and blood are greatly replenished! I didn't expect that I would have this opportunity today!"

"He who sees it has a share! Uh, I mean, the true king is so noble and upright, he will never eat alone, right?"

A few so-called righteous monks secretly guarded Black Face without leaving any trace.

I was afraid that it would suddenly change its mind and snatch the demon cultivator away to eat alone.

The black-faced True Lord said calmly: "Strength speaks for itself, everyone depends on their ability."

Tang San was too lazy to waste time with these little Kalami.

Essentially, this incarnation is a vegetative state, with the same nature as Nezha.

It's ridiculous that these idiots can't even see through this and think he is a pure human.

I saw his toes exerting force slightly.

砰

A strong wind blew up, and a small crater exploded on the ground where he was standing.

Tang San's body turned into an afterimage, and he blinked in front of the fox face.

The guy was startled, and before he could react, his vision went dark.

As if being hit directly by a 305 heavy artillery piece, most of his body was directly blown to pieces by the fist wind and blown away to an unknown place.

Only two hind paws were left standing on the spot, tilting slowly.

It fell to the ground.

All the "people" fell into a daze, and then they started crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.

"Three-Tails! He killed the Three-Tails Master!"

"What a devil! How dare you attack by surprise without respecting martial ethics!"

"What kind of rules are there for these evil heretics to talk about? Let's go shoulder to shoulder!"

Tang Sanzong smiled jokingly, "You know that I am a big devil, but you still dare to come here and give me for free. Are you practicing martial arts and going crazy, burning out your brain?"

While talking and laughing, his hands and feet did not slow down at all.

In just one sentence, all the demons and ghosts have been killed.

Basically, with just one punch, it would be shattered into thousands of pieces of flesh.

The smelly flesh and blood left the mountain forest in a mess.

Seeing that the situation was very serious, the remaining monks shouted, turned around and fled in a hurry.

run? Can you run?

Tang San's buried figure was seen turning into lightning, crisscrossing the sky.

The monsters who were fleeing in all directions set up a demonic wind with great speed.

But compared with Tang San's burial, it was as slow as an 80-year-old old lady taking a walk.

Being caught up easily, you can't even resist.

Like pigs and dogs, they were easily crushed by Tang San.

Only the pig-headed black-faced True Lord was left standing there, with the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Demon, demon monk...!"

Tang San buried his eyes without even clipping the pig's head.

He turned his head and asked Danyangzi, "If I put this guy's body on you, doesn't that count as killing you?"