The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 399

It hurts so much that even the dragon suffers.

"Manjusri Bodhisattva, you are a Bodhisattva, how can you do this, even if I am shameless, you can't be so shameless!"

The little white dragon yelled, his backyard was in hot pain, and his white pants were dyed red. He falconed all day long, but the eagle pecked his eyes.

The time of retribution has come.

"Nielong, your happiness is based on the suffering of others. The poor monk is just repaying his body with his own way, so that you can also taste the feeling of exploding souls. Hmph, how does it feel?" Manjushri Bodhisattva With a sneer, he pointed out that the long sword swam across the sky with his fingers, and attacked Xiao Bailong's Soul Gate again.

"My mother, you Xipi, you still come! Do you really think my Grandpa Long is a vegetarian?"

Swish!
The little white dragon soared into the sky, and the dragon's nine transformations came out, and it instantly turned into a [-]-foot-long yellow dragon.

"Come again! See how I deal with you."

The dragon raised his head, looked contemptuously, and the little white dragon sneered loudly at Lingshan.

"Master, come on, this is your famous skill, you can't be broken by others!" Qiao Ling'er, who was wearing a butcher's knife around his neck, shouted, cheering for Master.

"Come on, let's hurt each other. Only I can break my famous skills. You are all scumbags."

The flying sword flickered in the sky, and once again plunged into Xiao Bailong's soul gate.

"Suck it for me, suck the sword Dafa, take it!"

At this time, the little white dragon raised his head to the sky and roared, the dragon's chant shook the sky, and the flying sword pierced into the soul gate, what came out was not the little white dragon's scream, but a long and comfortable sound.

"Wow Kaka, Manjushri Bodhisattva, you can't do it. My little soul gate has been upgraded, but it's made of gold. No matter how powerful your sword is, it won't hurt me, because I can suck."

"Wow~ cool!"

Xiao Bailong screamed there, his whole body twitched, and he seemed to have a refreshing feeling in his heart.

This made all the bald-headed Jiedi Arhats confused, even Manjusri Bodhisattva. His sword has been silent since it broke through the gate of the little white dragon's soul. The strength is also unable to pull out, really mud horse strange.

"How did you do it?" Manjushri asked with an old face.

"Hehe, my soul gate is relatively tight, with divine power attached to it, Vajra Chrysanthemum! I'm afraid you won't succeed with a little flying sword, so take it! Give it back to you."

The little white dragon chuckled, his eyes were full of sarcasm, his dragon body danced, and he swung his whole body in an extremely graceful posture, followed by a fart sound, and a rusty long sword appeared in the sky.

"Wow~ It smells like a dragon, it stinks~~~"

In an instant, a group of Jiedi who were close to him vomited on the spot. There was nothing unclean on the long sword, only some crystal threads, and the Excalibur was rusted, and there was nothing else.

But, it really stinks!
"Wow~Wow~"

The stench was so strong that even the receiving Buddha who was sneaking up on the side couldn't help but backed away, covering his nose with a pair of big vajra hands.

"My sword!"

Just when everyone fled the scene frantically, Manjusri Bodhisattva suddenly yelled, as if he was insane, his eyes of hatred swept over Xiao Bailong, wishing to tear him to pieces.

"What's your name, Bodhisattva? Where does it stink? You guys are really contrived, didn't you just fart? Is it so stinky?"

As a dragon, Xiaobailong is quite familiar with his own smell, and he can't feel the dragon smell on his body at all. He put on a resentful look and stared at the big bosses in Lingshan to complain, not to mention how pitiful he was.

"Master is mighty, I'll fall." Qiao Ling'er fell and was smoked.

……

Little White Dragon: "Made..."

……

In order to ease the embarrassment, Qijue said with a flat-headed smile, "It's okay, it's a little bit smelly, it's not a problem, senior brother, these people are hypocritical, you see I'm fine."

It's fine if he doesn't say it, but when he said it, Zhu Bajie and Drifting next to him really wanted to hit someone, even if Zhu Bajie's nose was crooked, he could still smell the stench, it would kill a pig.As for the Drifting Monk, he has already used the heaven-stealing holy method, and all the stench around him is collected in the small world, waiting for the world's purification power to dissolve it.

"Hehe, it's still the younger brother who is willing to tell the truth." Xiao Bailong was satisfied now, and smiled and patted Qi Jue's flat-headed shoulder, feeling an illusion of sympathy.

"Nielong, you really deserve to die. You insult my Wisdom Sword. If you don't take your dog's life today, Manjushri will not be a Bodhisattva."

Manjusri Bodhisattva was furious. His Wisdom Sword is one of the great treasures of Lingshan. It symbolizes wisdom. Before he became enlightened, he gained merit by helping children to be enlightened. Now the Wisdom Sword is almost destroyed, and his heart is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart. like pain.

"What's the matter, I returned your sword to you, where did you destroy it!"

Xiaobailong shook the dragon's claw and said angrily, thinking that the Bodhisattva in Lingshan is really shameless, how can a broken sword be destroyed?Is it going to break?

In fact, he didn't know that the Wisdom Sword wasn't rusty and dilapidated in the first place. It was only because he entered the stage of the fourth transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Dragon Soaring that his whole body undergoes a qualitative transformation. The existence of the original artifact has become scrap iron.

It turned yellow and became stronger, this is really not talking.

Huang, can really become stronger.

"You still quibble, you monster dragon, Tang Seng gave you something weird, which caused you to mutate into such a shape, today the poor monk will definitely study it thoroughly."

Swish!
Manjusri Bodhisattva opened his mouth, the wisdom sword was gone, and he took out a pure white green lotus flower from his bosom. You can see that the green lotus flower has also become white, the green leaves are tender green, radiant, sacred and extraordinary, and it is a treasure at first glance.

"What kind of treasure is this? Are you going to blow up my Soul Gate Bodhisattva, come here, put it here."

Xiaobailong's orange-yellow face was filled with joy, and he said with a smile.

Manjusri Bodhisattva: "@#￥%..."

"I'll be with you for a while!"

boom!
Receiving Buddha opened his mouth, and flashed by, the holy force, with a powerful fist, hit the little white dragon's orange-yellow body with a punch.

boom!
Little Bailong punched in pain, let out a howl, and immediately fell from the sky, crossing six mountains.

It was a sneak attack again.

"There is a price to be paid for making mistakes. If your backers can't get out of their backgrounds, it depends on how arrogant you are."

Receiving the Buddha to open his mouth, he stepped down the sky with a single step of anger, and once again made a fist seal and blasted at the Ni Lin of the little white dragon.

"Is the saint very arrogant, eat my old pig."

At the critical moment, Zhu Bajie chased up from the side, and the nine-toothed nail rake was cold, like a death scythe, grabbing at the iron fist of the Buddha.

"A saint should not be humiliated, die for me."

boom!
Jieying Buddha turned around abruptly, as if he had expected Zhu Bajie to come to stop him, he changed his fist mark, knocked the nine-toothed rake flying with one punch, and hit Zhu Bajie's belly with another punch, throwing it into the sky.

"Who else?"

Jieyin Buddha punched Xiaobailong and Zhu Bajie four times in a row, the saint's power was unstoppable, domineering and mighty.

"Yo, it's amazing. You think that if I can't get away, there will be no one around me? What a joke, come out! Let's fight!"

Swish!
Tang Sen used the technique of close proximity to the horizon, and also punched the younger generation of Buddha, smashing them into the ground, opening the door of the small world, and summoning out a large number of people who are eager to try.

"Hehe, why are there so few fights? Let's extract sperm to help the women's army?"

Swish!
A series of stunningly beautiful figures came out, and their playful and charming voices resounded throughout the Lingshan Mountain, and all the monks who watched were stunned!

(End of this chapter)