The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 220 Little Leiyin Temple Completely Destroyed
The reality is not much different from this, the lives of his two demon kings are hanging by a thread, the tenth and eighth demons are all killed by Tang Sen, and the whole Xiaoxitian is in a mess, almost useless.

Thinking of this, the yellow-browed monster was extremely depressed. He created the Big Leiyin Temple to humiliate Tang Sen, and then killed him to eat meat.

It's so shocking!
Especially now, he was carried upside down by Tang Sen, watching his subordinates being killed one by one, but powerless, this feeling of humiliation made him want to find a hole to bury himself.

call out!
boom!
The sound of explosions from the sky and the ground, and the sound of cutting meat resounded in the ears. In a short time, more than 3000 little monsters were all killed, leaving no one behind.

boom!
Tang Sen descended from the sky, bombarded the ground with his tyrannical body, kicked the white yak, and said:

"White yak? Very good, the taste must not be much worse than that of the Bull Demon King."

Tang Sen murmured to himself, but it became a death declaration in the ears of the white yak. ​​He struggled desperately, but still couldn't stand up. His body was cracked by Sun Wukong's heavy punch. It was a miracle that he survived.

You know, even if Sun Wukong's mana is sealed, he is still a semi-sacred body. In the current three realms, as long as he is a saint, he is enough to roam the world, proud of the world, and let countless heavenly pride look up to him.

Stepping into the holy realm is the difference between the sky and the earth. In the distant prehistoric era, there was a saying: All saints are ants.

Chaos first opened, the ancient ancestors awakened, and then Pangu opened the sky, Huozusui people lit the flames of the human race, and the gods and demons reached their peak in the prehistoric era.

Therefore, there is a saying that all saints are ants.

However, extremes of things must be reversed, and extreme prosperity must decline.

After the Great War of Gods and Demons, it is very difficult for saints to appear in the world. Countless heroes died in battle, and the holy blood spilled all over the earth.

Although there are as many half saints as dogs, it doesn't mean that half saints can't do it.

Holy is the threshold to truly open longevity. Once you reach the semi-holy state, even if you don’t eat the magic medicines such as flat peaches and ginseng fruits, you will still have a long life force, and you will live as long as the world.

And once you reach the realm of a true saint, you can stay young forever, maintain your peak vitality, and achieve eternal life.

Of course, becoming a saint does not happen overnight, and countless people have been turned away from the holy realm.

After the great catastrophe, the chance of becoming a saint is getting slimmer. Even a half-sage may not appear once in a few thousand years. Sun Wukong can achieve this achievement in just a few hundred years, and he can be ranked among the strongest in the entire history.

Therefore, even if the yak exists at level 60, it is not unreasonable to be maimed by Monkey King who has no mana.

"Holy Monk, please let the little one go. The little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai. Now I know I was wrong. I beg you to let the little one survive. The little one is willing to work for you."

When he heard that he was going to be eaten, the white yak spirit turned paler with fright, and begged Tang Sen to let him live.

"Hey, now you know how to give in and plead for mercy? But Lao Sun remembers that you seemed to tear me apart just now! Where's your strength?"

Sun Wukong, with golden hair all over his body, came over briskly and said.

"What? This guy is so arrogant, my little white dragon is the first to let his chrysanthemum go."

puff!

Xiaobailong took three steps and made two steps, and stabbed the chrysanthemum with one gun to satisfy his hand addiction.

"I'm going, this cheap dragon is hopeless!"

Drifting patted his forehead, he was very speechless, the little white dragon was so excited before, he even stabbed eight hundred demon chrysanthemums, he went crazy.

"Dare to tear up my apprentice, this kind of thing is a typical negative teaching material, let the poor monk tear you up first!"

Tang Sen threw the yellow-browed monster aside like trash, grabbed the white yak, and a powerful force erupted.

Click!

Tear it as soon as you say it, without hesitation, Tang Sen shook his arms and tore the desperate yak in half.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a level 60 yak and rewarding 60 experience points."

"First, I, Tang Sen, tore the yak with my hands, creating an eternal precedent for later generations of dramas to tear the devil with my hands."

Tang Sen was unparalleled in domineering, standing on the rock, his unruly voice resounded through the sky, bathed in blood and mad.

"Cow, better than a cow!"

Zhu Bajie, with starry eyes, stretched out his thumb and worshiped Tang Sen extremely.

"Thank you Master."

Monkey King also came over and spoke. He touched his nose embarrassedly, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Perhaps, this is what mortals call family.

He thought to himself.

"It doesn't need to be like this. At any time, don't forget that there is still my master."

Tang Sen turned his head, his blood-stained hair was flying in the air, and he exuded the aura of wild beasts all over his body.

"Hey, with Master by my side, the Three Realms are at my mercy."

Xiao Bailong chuckled, his heart flattered, he turned his head and looked at the jackal, who was only half of his body, maliciously.

"This is a mother, Xiaolong, don't make a wrong decision."

Tang Sen stopped it in time, for fear that Xiao Bailong would fly the plane again, and at the same time said to the jackal:
"You are a woman, but the poor monk gave you a chance but you didn't know how to cherish it, and you didn't humiliate you. I'll give you a good time."

Swish!
Tang Sen drew out the Celestial Sword and killed the jackal with one blow.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the 60-level yak essence, rewarding 60 experience points."

After dealing with the jackal, Tang Sen's eyes finally fell on the main lord, the yellow-browed monster.

"What the hell, this guy stuffed me in that broken bag for a long time, labor and management want to find some interest."

Seeing that Tang Sen was about to attack the yellow-browed monster, Xiao Bailong took the lead in killing it again.

Previously, Tang Sen used brute force to break open the human race bag and release him. Until now, the cheap dragon still feels uncomfortable, so how could he let him go.

puff puff...

The cold guns flashed repeatedly, and the chrysanthemums were broken.

The yellow-browed monster was stabbed with chrysanthemums and exploded all over the mountain. It was in great pain on the ground, let alone resisting the spell, and the screams resounded through the ground.

"The poor monk is brave and irresistible, and has been famous on the westward journey. But there are always you scumbags who are not reconciled and still want to eat Tang monk's meat. It's not me, the three realms have become pale and colorless because of you monsters. "

Tang Sen shook his head and sighed, mocking the yellow-browed monster.

"Brothers, don't you think Master's words are very philosophical?"

Xiao Bailong furrowed his brows deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Yaosheng is pale and colorless. Isn't it a profound story about the end of a yellow-browed monster whose life is gloomy, whose future is ruined, and disappears from the world?"

"Well, that is indeed the case. This yellow-browed monster is too pitiful. His men are dead. The demon world must be ready to see his jokes, ha ha!"

Zhu Bajie smiled and spoke, full of sarcasm.

The master and apprentice worked together to ridicule the yellow-browed monster, like a sharp knife cutting the yellow-browed monster's heart.

"Tang Seng, you should kill me, I don't want to live anymore, hurry up."

The yellow-browed monster's eyes were ashen, and he didn't care about any spells, begging Tang Sen.

He was originally a person who liked to listen to flattery and pretend to be aggressive, but now that he was ridiculed by several people, he felt that life would be worse than death, and then death would be better than death.

"Fulfill you, a trash who wants to save face and suffer."

Tang Sen opened his mouth, holding a vegetable fairy knife, filled with chaos, and split the head of the yellow-browed monster in half with one knife.

(End of this chapter)