The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 201 The cheating big baby (first update)
"Old Dragon King, although the death penalty is forgiven, the living penalty cannot be escaped. This matter is not over yet. The poor monk wants to vent his anger on your daughter. What do you think of this matter?"

Tang Sen smiled maliciously.

Nima, bastard!

The corner of Wansheng Old Dragon King's mouth twitched, wishing he could go over and slap Tang Sen twice, but on the surface he pretended to be happy and said:
"The holy monk is wise and powerful, compassionate, and dedicated to the common people of the world. If there is anything that can help, just ask. My old bones will be tossed with the holy monk, haha."

After finishing speaking, he even laughed twice, as much as he wanted, as fake as he wanted.

"Since this is the case, if the poor monk enlightens the Tao for the sake of the common people in the world, he can only embarrass the Dragon King. I hope the Dragon King will not cry out for pain."

Tang Sen sighed helplessly, damn it, you act with me, and I will act with you too, let's see who has the best acting skills.

As he said that, he took out hundreds of talisman papers. In order to reach the eight-star curse master as soon as possible and restore Monkey King's magic power, he could only suffer from the old dragon king's old bones.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
There are flying spells here, one after another spells are formed, some strange spells such as dumb spells, aging spells, whim spells, etc. are all created by Tang Sen, and used on the old dragon king, making the opponent's dragon body bend and straighten, Long and short, the torture was so bad that the old bones were about to fall apart.

……

"Congratulations to the master of the host, who has reached a new level. Do you want to upgrade accordingly?" The system's voice sounded.

"Fuck, finally upgraded, hurry up, I can't wait."

Tang Sen yelled that he had drawn thousands of charms in a short while, and he was almost exhausted.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully upgrading, and reward a holy-level holding spell."

"Attention, this is the last holy-level holding spell in the system. Please use it sparingly, and it will be gone. Only the host who has reached the eight-star spell can draw it himself."

The sound of the system sounded again.

"What? The last one? You didn't make a mistake!"

Tang Sen was a little displeased. He only used three cards, which felt a little too little.

"All the resources of the system are the last bit of inheritance left after that world was shattered. The consumable items will be gone when they are used up. In the future, they will gradually transform and strengthen some physical objects such as small worlds and Dao proverbs. I hope the host will forgive me!" the system said.

my day!

Tang Sen was speechless, but it was understandable. This system was already against the sky. If the resources were unlimited, it wouldn't make sense. I just hoped that the system would be pleasantly surprised in terms of small worlds and forging artifacts.

"You can do whatever you like, as long as there is a small world, everything is not a problem."

Tang Sen opened his mouth. He thought about a problem. If one day the system was gone, if there was one thing he wanted to keep the most, he would choose the small world without hesitation. This is simply the biggest bug in the system.

"Host, don't worry, all foreign things are inferior to the small world. When it really grows up, you will be the only god, stronger than not weaker than this Eastern God Realm. At that time, you will be omnipotent." The system said.

"It's done, don't draw cakes with me, go play while you're at it, the poor monk is going to have dinner."

Tang Sen didn't listen to the system's depiction of a bright future for him, and eating now was a big deal.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
The light of the knife flew, and the dragon meat was fragrant. Tang Sen used local materials and cooked his flesh and blood in front of the old Dragon King. He was so angry that his dragon beard trembled, but he dared not say anything.

"Father, hurry up, my uncle is so hungry, he is going to starve to death!"

The big boy screamed, and with Tang Sen's spatula on his head, he said, "You little brat, can you talk? How dare you call yourself a master? You are more arrogant than your old man, do you know that?"

Tang Sen couldn't bear it at all, this brat really dared to say anything, and calling himself a master in front of him, wasn't it looking for a beating! .

However, he still likes to have such a son, exciting! ! !
On the other side of the mountain, Xiaobailong and Wanshenglongnv are still fighting, leveling several mountains, very yellow and violent.

"Shi Ao Lie, what the hell kind of dragon are you? Why are you so strong? I can't stand you anymore."

Wanshenglongnv wants to die. She crawls and rolls on the ground, trying to escape the clutches of the little white dragon.

"Laozi is an aircraft dragon, and you are the essence of Ju Hualie, you dare to talk to your dragon master like this, I will kill you."

The little white dragon danced wildly with its flaming red dragon body, and used its trump card again, causing the Wanshenglongnv to groan and beg for mercy again and again.

"Ouch, the little guy has two tricks, turn around faster, the old lady is going to fly!"

Wanshenglongnu was very excited by Xiaobailong's flying skills, and she showed Pan Jinlian's demeanor, and the waves stirred the nine heavens.

"What's the situation? Why isn't this little white dragon finished yet? The rice is already cooked."

Tang Sen was speechless, the nature of the dragon is really obscene, this little white dragon is much stronger than Bajie, two hours have passed, and the battle has not yet ended, it is so awesome.

"Master, why don't I ask Junior Brother Long to come over for dinner?"

Zhu Bajie's big pig eyes were round and round, and he kept turning around, and he didn't seem to have any good intentions at first glance.

Tang Sen squinted at him, with the expression that you know exactly what is on your mind, which made Zhu Bajie silent.

The Drifting Monk next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Second Senior Brother, let me go!"

Unexpectedly, the big baby next to him rolled his eyes, let go of his little feet and flew into the sky, saying as he flew:

"Daddy, uncles, you cook, I'll call my uncle."

……

"Come back to me, Ma Dexiong, it's not suitable for children, you are not allowed to go."

Tang Sen is very angry, Ma De, this big boy ran away without paying attention, he didn't even react, let alone Zhu Bajie and Drifting, I'm afraid he won't be able to catch up with the big boy, that kid will be able to fly at some point , the speed is unbelievably fast.

Swish!
Tang Sen took the spatula and chased after him, but it was too late, only a hill away, and it was too late.

"Smudged, dad, my uncle is fighting with someone and got entangled, hot eyes, shy!"

The eldest child covers his eyes with his small hands, and his small mouth is full of words that he feels ashamed of. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to find that there is a slit between his small hands. This brat is peeping with relish!

"Made, you're still peeking!"

Bang!
Tang Sen knocked on it with a spatula, his head was covered with black lines, he dragged the big baby and ran away, this is so young that he can watch it with gusto, how about when he grows up?

He regretted planting seeds on the seven fairies, and it seemed that this posture was not necessary.

"What's the situation? Why do you have a baby and a master?"

Xiao Bailong looked back and was immediately defeated.

Wocao, who is too shy and unrestrained, let the master see it, but let a little doll see it, how can it not wither.

"Useless guy, what use are you for!" Wan Shenglong Nu was annoyed, kicked the little white dragon away, turned into a human form and ran away.

"Mad, what's the matter?"

Wan Sheng Long Nu ran away, and he lost his mind, turned into a human form and flew over the mountain, just in time to see Tang Sen and his senior brother want the doll to feast on dragon meat.

"Master, where did this brat come from? I want to beat him up."

The little white dragon was furious, he just had a good time playing, but he was frightened in an instant, how could he not be angry.

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