The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 465 The Despair of Fake Birdman

"Hmph, Master Long has a lot of methods. This is just a small spell. Master Long's signature skill is Painless Soul Explosion Gate. Do you want to try it?"

Xiao Bailong's face became more and more green, and his expression changed drastically, he spoke like a dick.

"Xiaolong, what's wrong with you, Xiaolong?"

Realizing that the situation was not good, Tang Sen asked in a daze.

"Master, Junior Brother, this is really abnormal. Oh, I'm sorry, it's green. Master, look, Xiaolong's hair is green."

Zhu Bajie observed carefully, and immediately shouted, a pair of pig ears almost snapped off.

"I'm going to go, it's really green, little brother, did you do something immoral?"

The Drifting Monk also ran over, and when he saw that the little white dragon was really green, he burst out laughing.

"Junior Brother, if you need a thug, ask Senior Brother, and I will definitely help you."

Monkey King patted Xiao Bailong on the shoulder and said very sincerely.

……

"Wait, brothers, it's not what you think. Isn't it because of my skills... Master, master, please explain to the brothers quickly, and Xiaolong is about to break through!"

boom--

While talking, Xiaobailong's body exploded like an explosion, and then saw a dragon thousands of feet hanging above everyone's heads, and the sound of dragon chant was loud.

"Oh~ my Lord God, is this the very famous Shenlong in the Eastern God Realm? Oh my god, I actually saw a real Shenlong. It's unbelievable."

puff-

The coercion was too strong, Fake Birdman knelt down on the ground in an instant, but even so, his eyes were bright, looking at the scene on the sky with excitement, and kept roaring.

The dragon, which is born to fly against the wind without wings, is a mythical existence in the West.

In comparison, the native western dragons are as insignificant as lizards.

"It's so beautiful and strong, it's my idol."

Fark yelled, his blond hair fluttering in the wind, as if seeing his faith.

"Weak bird people, in front of my dragon, you are like ants, um ha ha ha ha ha..."

Little White Dragon stared wide-eyed to increase his majesty. His arrogant voice spread throughout the Three Realms, and he looked at Fake Birdman like a god looking down on ants.

What an angel, but a birdman who has just stepped into the realm of Sanxian.

Very arrogant and handsome.

Rumbling--

The sky and the earth roared again, and it could be clearly seen that the little white dragon's toes were completely transformed into green, and his strength went up to a new level, breaking through to level 64 in one fell swoop, one level higher than Drifting Monk.

This is the first time among several apprentices that a junior has surpassed a senior.

It has to be said that Xiao Bailong's talent is indeed more than a little stronger than most people.

The dragon race still has talents that other races cannot match.

"Wow, Kaka, I surpassed Brother Sha, hahahaha, the next one is Marshal Canopy, Old Pig."

Xiao Bailong no longer has the obsession with his own color now, even if he turns green, he doesn't care, but the increase in strength makes him happy for a while.

"Let's make you cry first, and my senior brother will catch up in a few days, hmph!"

Faced with such a provocation, Drifting just snorted coldly and said indifferently.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Sha, I'm afraid you are envious and jealous. Now that the junior brother has surpassed you, is there anything you want to say?"

call out--

The little white dragon's dragon body danced wildly, stirring up boundless wind and clouds in the sky, making the sky have a sign of an impending storm.

"Yes, junior brother, come and taste the water of senior brother, it's very sweet."

Drifting had an idea, and threw a pack of water bags up, directly into the laughing dragon's mouth of the little white dragon.

"What, I fucked up, why is there mud and sand?"

"Wow~"

Immediately, the little white dragon couldn't laugh anymore, he retched in the sky, and then transformed into a human body, and escaped into the small world...to wash his mouth.

"Hahahaha, this little cheap dragon, let him be arrogant, Brother Sha did a great job."

Zhu Bajie laughed out loud, the way his junior did it won his heart.

"Hehe, the second senior brother has won the prize. My little plan is not worth mentioning in front of Xiaolong and Xiaoqi." Drifting laughed.

"Where's the dragon? Where's the dragon? Where did the dragon go?"

Fake birdman looked around, but still couldn't forget the little white dragon.

"Xiaolong has gone back, you can go with us too."

Swah——

Tang Sen opened his mouth, and appeared on the long street in Hangu Pass with a teleportation of Fake Birdman.

It was already late at night, the street was deserted, the shops on the street were closed, and the whole Hangu Pass was deserted.

"Hey~ Master, the Pleasant Goat Restaurant where we eat mutton during the day is still open."

Swah——

Sun Wukong said.

"Come on, let's go to Pleasant Goat Restaurant."

Swah—

Tang Sen teleported again and again, and brought Fake Birdman to Pleasant Goat Restaurant. At this time, five or six guys dressed as second-hand men were cleaning the street. When they saw Tang Sen, they were scared to death, and the ghost shouted: "Ah, the murderer is coming, everyone run."

"Killer? Which killer!"

"Fuck me, it's the group who started killing during the day, everyone, run and close the door."

The Pleasant Goat Restaurant was jumping around with Tang Sen's arrival, and all the workers were so frightened that their faces were livid, their bodies convulsed, and their backs felt cold.

"Hey, why is there a person with wings? It's scary. What is the origin of this group of people?"

"My lord, don't kill us. We are all honest and good people. You don't need to pay for the tables and chairs. We will bear the loss ourselves."

Swah——

The shopkeeper's Pidianpidian ran up to Tang Sen and knelt down, begging pitifully for mercy.

"What are you doing? The poor monk is here to stay in the hotel, not to kill people. Look at how scared you are. You look like a fool. Give me a few rooms and hurry up."

Tang Sen said helplessly.

Didn't come to kill?

Didn't come to ask for trouble?

The shopkeeper and the waiters breathed a sigh of relief, patted their chests and continued to work, but everyone's eyes fell on Tang Sen and the bird man beside him.

"Who is this? Do you want to get an upper room?"

The shopkeeper showed a look of embarrassment, obviously the room was not enough.

"This is a fluttering bird man from the west. It's just that my disobedient apprentice just pulled out his bird feathers. Why, the shopkeeper didn't recognize him?"

Tang Sen was overjoyed immediately, and said with a smile.

"This is the bird man? He looks like a normal person!"

"Some are taller, with different eyeballs and different fur colors, like a golden lion king."

The atmosphere eased, and a few courageous young men came over to discuss curiously, pointing and pointing, causing Fake Birdman to roll his eyes.

"Hello, I'm actually human, but I have an extra pair of wings to fly."

Fake Birdman really couldn't bear the eyes of everyone looking at strange animals, and said.

"Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. This guy's wings are actually edible. Take him back to Chang'an and present it to Emperor Tang."

Tang Sen laughed out loud, Fake's legs gave way in fright, and he fell to the ground.

Send it to Chang'an, then it's really over.

Because His Majesty the Emperor is a famous foodie.

(End of this chapter)