The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 62
Immediately afterwards, his aura also skyrocketed, and the magic cicada burned and was transformed into endless magic energy.

Taking advantage of the moment when Sun Wukong went mad, Mo Chan used a secret method to quickly escape into the ground.

"Hey Monkey King, labor and management will definitely blow your head off when you recover."

Mo Chan occupied the body and ran wildly underground. He had a great hatred in his heart, and he met Monkey King, the great enemy, as soon as he was born, which dealt a great blow to his Dao Xin.

Even now he is wondering if the world has changed, geniuses are born in large numbers, and the older generation is hidden in the mountains.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

While running away, he was talking to himself, unable to accept the thoughts he had speculated in his heart.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach. You so-called demons think that the world is invincible. In fact, there are many people stronger than you. Accept the reality."

Tang Sen didn't know where this guy was going, but it was always right to hit him hard. Maybe it would be nice to leave a hole in his heart!

"Don't be complacent, in a few hours, you will disappear in this world."

In the heart magic mountain, Mo Chan looked up at Tang Sen with indescribable hatred in his eyes.

"Look, you look up to me now, I really don't know how you say these shameless words."

Tang Sen didn't take it seriously, and while chanting the scriptures, he fought a psychological battle with Mo Chan.

In the outside world, Sun Wukong went crazy, his tall body jumped across the mountains, kicked a mountain and river, and punched a mountain, constantly chasing Tang Sen and Mo Chan underground.

Ok?
Under the surface, Mo Chan suddenly had a feeling, as if somewhere deep underground, something was calling him.

"This way!"

He adjusted his direction and kept going downwards. The demonic energy surrounded him, forming a spike in front of him. The earth and rocks were automatically divided, and there was no resistance to stop him.

In the outside world, Monkey King turned into a normal size, cast the ground escape technique, and chased after the trace of this physical body.

"Come again."

Mo Chan roared in his heart, accelerating the burning speed of his body. Sun Wukong's speed was too fast, and the distance between the two was getting closer. As long as it takes longer, Monkey King will be able to catch up.

"Devil, where are you going?"

The golden energy around Sun Wukong boiled like a torch, and all the mud and rocks were evaporated along the way, and nothing could stop his figure.

"Faster, faster."

In the physical world, Mo Chan was extremely anxious, and the whole body of the cicada burned even more fiercely, like the end of the world.

Boom~
After a while, the earth and rock exploded, and an underground world appeared.

Mo Chan was overjoyed. Looking around, the entire underground was covered with complicated magic patterns. In the central area, a group of strange patterns emerged, the magic patterns glowed, and the entire underground world was shrouded in magic energy.

call out!
He accelerated and quickly flew towards the center.

"Where to go~"

Boom~
Sun Wukong arrived right after him, his figure was still, and a hundred-foot-long golden light shot out from his eyes, and he caught the figure of Mo Chan all at once.

"Haha, Monkey King, it's too late, goodbye!"

Mo Chan laughed, his body stood in the center of the magic array, the magic lines lit up, and he was instantly surrounded. Following his words, his body gradually disappeared in front of Monkey King.

"roar~"

With endless anger, Monkey King turned into a hundred afterimages, the air was torn apart, and the sound waves blasted the underground world.

But, it's still too late.

The moment he rushed to the center of the magic circle, Mo Chan disappeared completely with his physical body.

"Ah - hoo~~~"

"Who is it? Who is it? My old grandson knows, and I will kill your whole family."

Monkey King was furious, and the golden cudgel razed the underground world to the ground with overwhelming power and anger.

At this moment, the five-colored lotus descended from the sky, and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva appeared, uttering a voiceless voice: "Don't worry, Wukong, things will turn around..."

Talking about Tang Sen, he felt his world spinning for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, it was a white world.

Looking around, the ground is covered with snow, and there is no green vegetation to be seen. If a mortal stays here for too long, he will lose his way and become a cold corpse covered in ice and snow.

This place is spotless, seemingly holy and innocent, but with a cold killing intent.

"Haha, it's finally here."

Mo Chan spoke, stood up with a sway, and Teng Yun rushed to the sky.

"This is where?"

Tang Sen asked, multitasking has been mastered by him, he can speak at any time, just like Ba Jie can drive at any time.

"Anyway, your time of death has come, so it's okay to tell you. This is Beiju Luzhou. Under this ice and snow world, half of the ancient demons are suppressed."

Mo Chan spoke, not worried at all about what kind of tricks Tang Sen could come up with.

Beiju Luzhou?

Tang Sen's thoughts changed, and the world of Journey to the West is divided into four continents, namely Dongshengshenzhou, Nanzhanbuzhou, Xiniuhezhou and Beijuluzhou.

But he couldn't figure it out, why did the map change all of a sudden? Isn't that how it acted?
"You think you can get rid of me by bringing me to this ghost place? How naive."

Brother Sen didn't take it seriously, he believed that as long as he was given another hour, he would be able to stand up and become the master.

Because, he felt that the developed golden divine power was not all demonized, but hidden under the Linghai land, and the golden divine power was also hidden under the ten viscera mountains.

Together with the top ten holy monks, they will be able to contend with the magic cicada. After a while, as long as this energy can be mobilized, he believes that the so-called magic cicada is not invincible.

All that's missing is time.

The magic cicada swept across the sky with its fleshy body, and the mountains below were like works of art constantly retreating, and the cold wind rushed past, bitingly cold.

However, Tang Sen stopped talking, blocked his five senses, and focused on mobilizing all the power he could use.

"Hmph, I'll let you be proud for a while first."

The magic cicada opened its mouth in the magic mountain, and the magic energy agitated its body, and it headed towards the extreme north at a very high speed.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a majestic iceberg that pierced into the sky appeared in front of my eyes, and on the halfway up the iceberg, a magnificent crystal gate appeared.

Mo Chan's eyes lit up, and he finally arrived. He thought, although he didn't go to the heaven to get the key to the devil world, but it seems good to come here first to solve the internal problems of his body.

However, just as he was spinning his abacus, an old man riding a green bull suddenly appeared from the side.

The old man has white hair and a childlike face, kind and kind, and he is definitely Lao Tzu.

"who are you?"

Mo Chan found that something was wrong, he couldn't see through the strength of the old man opposite him at all, but a look in his eyes could make him tense up.

In this case, there is only one possibility.

The old man opposite is a real saint.

The saint, in the prehistoric era, was the top combat power of the human race.

The victory over Chi You was suppressed by the two saints of Yan and Huang, and now they are still suppressed in the deepest part of the devil world, which shows how terrible the saints are.

"What a coincidence, Lao Tzu, do you still remember me? Your fan Tang Tang!"

Tang Sen was overjoyed, shamelessly showing off his cuteness, and met Lao Tzu again. He ran fast last time, but this time, no matter what he said, I couldn't let Lao Tzu just slip away like this. He must ask him for help.

"My lord, can you help me trap this guy for an hour? I, Xiao Tang, can beat him up in just an hour."

What Tang Sen said was full of confidence, and Mo Chan trembled with anger.

(End of this chapter)