Prehistoric: I am the Ten Cold River God, and I am buried in Tang San at the beginning

Chapter 161: Drawing a sword to help when the road is rough

Yang Chan nodded towards Zhu Bajie, and then reluctantly sent Yang Jian and Zhu Bajie out of the cave.

After coming out of Jinxia Cave, the two of them headed directly towards the glowing direction in the sky.

Zhu Bajie said doubtfully as he hurried on:

"Brother Yang, why are you in such a hurry to check where the vision is?"

Yang Zha shook his head, "I don't know why, I just feel that this matter may not be that simple, so let's take a look." After all, in this precarious situation, even if he and his master were together in Jinxia There doesn't seem to be much benefit from staying in the cave for a long time.

Something will happen if it should happen, and there's no point in hiding...

"Hey..." Zhu Bajie sighed, "I also want to be as free and easy as Brother Yang, but I just don't know what to do next, what to do, so I am very distressed..."

Otherwise, after saying goodbye to Yang Chan last time, he would not come back shamelessly.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, walk quickly."

The two of them were flying at the speed of light, and in the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the scene of the incident.

At this time, the place was in a mess, with potholes everywhere and a huge pothole.

"How is this going?"

Yang Chan looked at the huge pit on the ground in front of her in astonishment.

Logically speaking, there is no reason for a saint to kill in a place like this!

They are all saints bound by Tao Ancestor.

But the scene in front of him made Yang Zha feel horrified.

Before they even got close to the center of the battlefield, there were already so many corpses lying on the ground!

Countless innocent creatures fell, and there was blood and flesh everywhere on the trees, on the ground, in the grass.

Some were lying on the ground, some were dismembered, and some were torn into pieces... Humans, demons...

Although they cannot coexist, at this moment, they have the same fate. The moment they are swept away by the aftermath, they are already dead!

Even before they had time to be surprised, they were already dead.

"Brother Yang, down here..."

After Zhu Bajie took a look, his expression suddenly became solemn.

Although he was used to big scenes, he wouldn't be surprised by anything.

But the scene in front of him at this moment broke Zhu Bajie's psychological defense.

Fortunately, he hadn't eaten before setting off, otherwise he would have vomited now.

Especially the flesh and blood that had been blown to pieces and the stumps hanging on the tree trunks were even more horrifying to see.

"Go and see."

Yang poke suppressed his anger.

At this moment, he even felt a little disgusted with the saint's behavior!

A saint who can do whatever he wants by relying on his own strength is not worthy of becoming a saint at all!

This is a blasphemy against the word saint!

The anger in Yang Zha's heart grew stronger and stronger. He quickened his pace and flew towards that place on the horizon!

As the distance got closer, everyone finally saw the battle in the sky clearly.

The subdued dragons are now fighting together, and it looks spectacular!

"It's incredible that you can actually compete with a saint!"

When Yang Zha saw this, he was also secretly frightened!

Although this was not the first time that he had fought against someone who was stronger than him, he knew very well that he could not defeat or surpass the saint!

Because the saint is an insurmountable gap and an indestructible legend.

But now, Jiang Long and Tang Sanzang showed outrageous strength and amazing momentum, fighting with the two saints inextricably.

"Haha, it seems we came at the wrong time."

At first, he was thinking about whether he could help, but now it seems that he may not need to take action at all, Jianglong and Tang Sanzang will be enough to force the saint back. However, just when Yang Zha was slightly distracted, a dazzling light suddenly burst out in front of him, instantly surrounding Jianglong.

Under Zhunti's pressure, Jianglong's limbs were torn apart.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zha's heart clenched.

He and Jianglong just met by chance and didn't have much interaction. But now, seeing the saints of Western religions killing people in front of him, it would be a pity for him to have such magical power if he didn't stop him!

"Eh? Brother Yang, are you going to take action now?"

Zhu Bajie was shocked when he looked at Yang Zhan who was eager to try next to him.

My heart is shouting even more!

Brother Yang, this is not okay!

Is that a saint?

Do you want to attack the saint?

We will be dead by then! "

Although Zhu Bajie didn't know how much his current strength was compared to Marshal Tianpeng, even if he could regain his identity as Marshal Tianpeng, he would not dare to go head-to-head with the Second Sage of the West.

Because this is a fatal situation, there is no comparison at all.

But now Yang Zha is crazy and really wants to go against those two saints.

But it all happened in a flash of lightning. Before Zhu Bajie could react, Yang Zha had already moved.

Yang Jian held a small stone in his hand, and then threw it forward!

At this moment, the pebble hit Zhunti's right hand.

Although Zhunti had predicted this when the crisis came, he miscalculated this time!

The response is a little slower.

"Who is it? Who is plotting against this poor monk? Are you looking for death!"

How dare you plot against a saint! Isn't this seeking death?

At this time, Zhu Bajie and Yang Zhan were already squatting on the other side of the hill.

"Brother Yang, are you crazy? You dare to offend the saint. Do you know the consequences of doing so?"

"Of course I know, but I can't help but die!"

Even if the other party is a saint, he will not sit idly by and ignore it.

"You got what you wanted. I really don't know what to say to you..."

At this moment, Zhunti's eyes fell on the top of a mountain in the distance, where two figures slowly walked out.

"Tianpeng, Yang Jian? It turns out it's you two brats who don't know the heights of heaven and earth. What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Zhunti narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a sneer.

Taking care of Zhu Bajie, Yang Zhan, in his opinion, it was a piece of cake! .

However, there was one thing that made him a little unhappy.

Just now, he was about to kill Jianglong, but he was ruined by these two guys, which made him very unhappy!

"Do you know that as a saint, you have just killed so many people?!"

Yang Zhan and Zhu Bajie landed slowly, and as soon as they landed on the ground, they scolded the Second Saint of the West.

"What a good Yang Jian, do you know who the poor monk is? What qualifications do you have to question the poor monk?!"

The saint is heaven, the saint is earth!

In short.

No one can question the saint, and no one can disobey the saint!

This is Zhunti’s attitude! ! !

(End of this chapter)