The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 60

"Wait a minute, Xiaobailong, you treat me like this, which makes me feel a lot of pressure, can you change your moves?"

Tang Sen wanted to cry but had no tears. What happened recently? He used to cheat others, but now even his apprentices started cheating him.

Judging by Xiao Bailong's posture, it is obvious that he wants to do his favorite thing, which is not very good.

After this catastrophe, he is still the master of this physical body.

Isn't there... a stain on her body?

Never make it! ! !
"Oh, master, it's okay, it doesn't hurt~ I hit the devil below, you can't feel it at all!"

Xiao Bailong has a righteous face, he looks like a jade tree facing the wind, if you don't know his past, you really think what he said is true.

"Little Bailong, I'm talking to you very seriously as a teacher, please don't make jokes."

Tang Sen wanted to beat this guy up, he knew exactly what this guy was thinking.

"Master, I missed the opportunity, don't worry, my little white dragon will only serve Master in my life."

After a hard fight with Mo Chan, he wandered in the air, looking for the best opportunity while speaking.

"As a teacher, thank you for the entire West Sea Dragon Palace."

Tang Sen was speechless, seriously suspecting that this guy was taking revenge for robbing him of dragon blood.

"You don't need to thank Master, it's all trivial!"

Xiao Bailong was still so serious, he waved his hands, feeling that everything should be done, and there was no flaw in his acting skills.

"You guys are enough, have you considered my feelings?"

At this time, Mo Chan also spoke, he really couldn't take it anymore, the aboveboard enemy is not scary, the most terrifying is the kind of person who pokes you secretly, and then runs away with another blow.

It's too shameless, it's too lowly, he doubts in his heart, how can he become like that?
On the other hand, Sun Wukong, although he puts a lot of pressure on him, it is still a fair fight, and he can use the weakness of his head to check and balance him.

But he really couldn't do anything about that little dragon, he felt extremely aggrieved in his heart, and what was even worse, that dragon came up with bad ideas.

"Eldest senior brother, second senior brother and third senior brother, you can't do this. You can't suppress this beast, but you will be beaten by him instead. Master's body cannot be bullied, but you can't let this beast occupy you like this. It's up to me."

The little white dragon is full of vigor, and his spear is a little white, as if the distance through time and space is so fast that it is unimaginable.

Mo Chan has been paying attention to his movements. Seeing this scene, she trembles in fright, and quickly moves a hundred feet away.

Chi~
However, he was still a step too late. Although he didn't hit the vital point, being stabbed in the inner thigh by the golden spear was still extremely painful.

"Ah~ Xiaolongzi in white clothes, I'm fucking you."

"You can't be a white dragon, alas~"

Tang Sen sighed, his body was taken away, and several disciples helped him again, this little white dragon didn't scold him, he would be furious if he didn't scold him, he was as aggrieved as a real devil cicada.

"Master, don't you feel pain!"

Drifting asked with concern while carrying the demon subduing staff.

"My body doesn't hurt, and my heart is tired. You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't slap your face."

A handful of bitter tears, where to complain.

Tang Sen had already given up, it was useless to talk too much, he could only look up at the starry sky to see if there were shooting stars passing by.

During this period of bad luck, it's good to make a wish!
However, as the sun goes down, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The sun covered the sky like golden streaks, even if there were shooting stars, they couldn't see it.

……

Time flows through the battlefield, the yang energy weakens, and the night is approaching, which is the time for the demon to be strong.

The magic cicada's aura is getting stronger and stronger. He has just appeared in the world and is still in a weak stage. As the night falls, the magic aura that only the demons can absorb in the mountains pervades, and it is all absorbed by him.

He was very smart, and when his way forward was blocked, he went all the way down, dealing with several people above the majestic mountain, constantly absorbing the devilish energy in the mountain.

Zhu Bajie and the others felt more and more strenuous. Mo Chan's strength was not much different from that of his elder brother, but now he has completely caught up. Every punch carried a powerful force, which made them overwhelmed.

"Hahaha~"

Obviously, Mo Chan felt it himself, but he was not in a hurry. He crossed the high mountains, shuttled through the steep mountains, and used his body advantage to attack left and right, appearing to be more than capable.

"What to do, this guy is getting stronger and stronger, only the elder brother can do nothing to him."

Drifting felt a little uneasy with the two panda eyes, which were caused by the iron fist.

"Yeah, my nirvana has also failed."

Xiao Bailong failed to pretend, two big bumps appeared on his head, similar to dragon horns, they were punched out by two punches when he failed to attack.

"That's right, my old pig's rake doesn't work anymore, and it's disfigured. It would be great if Master and the old man taught me the exercises earlier, so it wouldn't be so miserable."

Zhu Bajie is the second most powerful in battle and puts out the most strength. Naturally, he receives the most attention. At this time, he is more than a pig's head, and his face is swollen higher than his nose. If Monkey King didn't help in time, he might have been beaten unconscious.

However, he still didn't forget to talk about the exercises.

"A bunch of scumbags, in three quarters, I'll blow you all up."

Mo Chan and Sun Wukong took a hard blow and fled quickly, and by the way opened their mouths to a few people.

Ma De deceived others too much, this was the thought in the hearts of several people, Monkey King came to them in a tumble, and said: "You leave the battlefield, I will deal with him."

After speaking, he quickly chased Mo Chan.

"Brother, be careful."

...

"Mo Chan, don't be too arrogant. There is still a poor monk. When I finish comprehending the Heart Sutra, it will be your death."

Tang Sen poured cold water on it. Now his own morale has dropped and the enemy's morale has risen sharply. He can't be too arrogant, he has to suppress his momentum.

"What are you? After tonight, there will be no more golden monks in the Three Realms, only the Demon Cicada Lord."

Mo Chan looked at Tang Sen disdainfully, not taking him seriously at all.

"Oh, my old grandson has slaughtered gods and beheaded demons. There are more than you have ever seen, so what are you?"

When Sun Wukong killed him, he stepped forward with a slash. He is a fighting maniac. This is the battle for him to regain his standing at the pinnacle of this land. Everything was given by Tang Sen.

So when he heard Mo Chan taunting Tang Sen like this, he couldn't help being so angry that he went mad, and the Golden Cudgel carried a monstrous force and swept across the waist again. If this blow succeeded, the Demon God's armor might also be smashed.

"It's really shameless. When this demon king roamed the world, you were just a stone on the side of the road. What right do you have to talk to me like that?"

Mo Chan moved his waist and limbs sideways, avoiding the dangerous blow, and knocked Monkey King back with a punch, and said.

Thinking back to the prehistoric years, he has seen many madmen, but he has never seen one as crazy as Monkey King, because such a madman was either suppressed by the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, or was blown to pieces.

It was the darkest period, and now he thinks about it with chills.

The gods fell, and the demons shed blood.

No one can dominate the Three Realms. Even Chi You, the God of War in the Demon Realm, was suppressed by Yanhuang. The war lasted until the sun and the moon were darkened. Every piece of land was stained red with blood, just to compete for the legendary supreme god.

(End of this chapter)