The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 64
"Do you think you can defeat me by summoning these garbage? What a joke!"

Mo Chan transformed into its own body, and stared at Tang Sendao ruthlessly with eyes bigger than a calf.

"Heh~ Is it useful? You'll know if you hit it?"

Tang Sen said, if you refuse to accept, I will beat you until you are convinced.

The tiger was killed by him in the Five Elements Mountain, the bear was the paw of the black bear king, and the little white dragon was wounded by Wukong that day and the dragon's blood from his anger, which later became his food and fed into his belly.

The effect of the Chaos Vine is vividly reflected at this moment. These are the spirit beasts evolved after the Chaos Vine absorbs their laws. As it grows, these spirit beasts will become stronger and stronger.

In the future, it will have unpredictable power.

He opened his mouth and sucked all the spirit beasts into his stomach. For a while, his momentum increased again.

"Haha, with such a little power, are you invited by Monkey King to be funny?"

Mo Chan laughed, his body as big as a house shook wildly, and Tang Sen's increased power was negligible at his level, and there was no real effect.

"I don't know how to live or die, let you see what is invincible."

After Tang Sen finished speaking, he instantly turned into a colorful tiger, no smaller than Mo Chan, and opened his mouth wide.

Then, Zhao Mochan spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Tang Sanzang, I @!#..."

Mo Chan was so angry that he was a little confused, where is the promised holy monk?

How do you fight like a child?
On the other hand, Tang Sen, the joy in his heart is a powerful psychological tactic, especially for those famous people.

They absolutely can't do it, because their status and status are there.

But Tang Sen was different. He was a common man, a shameless man.

As long as this kind of life-and-death matter can be won, of course we will do everything we can.

Being brave and strong is certainly very powerful, but it seems that it is not bad to push a thousand catties in four or two.

Taking advantage of Mo Chan's fury, he jumped onto Mo Chan with a fierce tiger, biting and tearing, and quickly tore off one of Mo Chan's beards.

"Labor and capital will never end with you."

Mo Chan was furious, feeling that his majesty had been seriously insulted by Tang Sen. He soared into the sky, and threw Tang Sen off the sky with his last spin. The cicada's wings trembled, and the sword that seemed to cut iron like mud swept towards Tang Sen.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang Sen turned into a little white dragon with a whoosh. The body of the dragon twisted and coiled, avoiding the peerless blow, and then soared into the sky. The dragon claws opened, tearing at the magic cicada with peerless sharpness.

sla~
With one blow, the magic cicada was in pain, and the little white dragon that Tang Sen had transformed into was filled with demon energy.

"What is it? It's dark and disgusting."

His disgusted voice came out, and with a surge of mana, all the devilish energy was shattered, and the dragon claws swayed wildly.

Mo Chan saw the atmosphere in this scene, it was the power of his soul, pure magic power, it was unbearable to be so disgusted by Tang Sen.

"What are you doing, dirty and not allowed to be disliked by others?"

Tang Sen transformed into a human form, rubbing his hands on his buttocks non-stop.

After two changes, he felt that it was more enjoyable to fight in person. No wonder those monsters like to transform into adults. It seems that it is not unreasonable.

"This king found out that he doesn't want to see you for a moment."

The magic cicada also transformed into an adult, the afterimage turned into an illusion, and he raised his fist to blast and kill. This punch he used the strongest strength, with its own anger bonus.

"The third master doesn't want to see you anymore."

His legs squatted back like cannonballs, his body shot out, and the two figures fought together.

Tang Sen squeezed the tiger fist with his left hand, which was unparalleled in strength, and squeezed the dragon claw with his right hand, tearing gold and cracking stones. He didn't want to delay for a moment, and adjusted his energy to the peak, hoping for a quick victory.

Mo Chan backed away. Tang Sen was too brave. He hit the face with a tiger fist with his left hand and a monkey with a dragon claw to steal peaches with his right.

Previously, he used his physical advantage to deal with Monkey King, but that was just hitting his head against the golden cudgel. This Tang Sen is good, he fights like a hooligan, and he looks very serious.

The golden cicada monk was one with him and had two faces. He was an eminent monk and a good man of ten generations, but why is this guy who suddenly appeared so shameless.

Holy monk?It's not bad to be a lowly monk, it's better to return to the common life and become a bandit.

This is the thought in Mo Chan's mind at this time.

"Hey, I'm a little suspicious now, are you Jin Chan after all?"

After being hit in the nose by a punch, and hit in the heart by a black tiger, Mo Chan retreated a thousand feet and said.

"Let me tell you the truth, I am not the holy monk you mentioned at all. I am the reincarnation of a god in the sky, and I came here to descend on you, little cicada."

Tang Sen arrived in an instant, his legs dancing like bamboo chickens, it was unimaginably fast.

He followed the clues and made up a random reason. He must not let outsiders know about his time travel. This is a big taboo.

"Okay! Your Heavenly Court even bullies me with Western Buddhism. I'm so easy to bully."

Mo Chan was furious and believed it to be true. First he was sealed by the Tathagata, and now the Heavenly Court has also intervened, treating him like a toy.

"Labor and capital are fighting with you."

He burned the demon body again and restored his strength to its peak state.

"It's useless, today is your death day."

Tang Sen's soul was about to turn into a real body, and the soul-suppressing sutra was activated, and the flames were transpiring, as if blood was rolling.

Ten golden holy monks recite Buddhist scriptures in his soul, bless the supreme combat power, coupled with the holy method of fighting, the momentum is more powerful than the magic cicada.

The two clashed again, and Tang Sen's fists carried infinite Buddha power, and the magic energy that the wind of the fist passed was completely purified.

boom!
Mo Chan was defeated, the battle lasted for so long, first he was beaten by Monkey King so that he ran away, and then he was beaten up by Lao Tzu, his Dao heart was already unstable, no matter how much he burned his body, he could not maintain his peak.

There was a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and he was no longer as proud as he was when he first woke up. His body shot out, and he coughed out rolling magic power.

Tang Sen teleported again and again, advancing close to the magic cicada, dragons and tigers fighting for hegemony, bamboo and chicken legs dancing wildly, white snake twisting its waist, beating the magic cicada violently and throwing it over the shoulder, a violent mess.

The entire spiritual sea was stirred by him, there were countless deep pits on the ground, and this physical body could not bear how many times it was attacked.

He fought more and more bravely, and the power of his soul was burning, seemingly endless.

Suddenly, the smashed ground trembled, the golden divine spring reappeared, the chaotic vines swayed gracefully, the entire spiritual sea revived, and the divine spring spurted thinly and gurgled into the sky.

"Soul Sutra~"

Tang Sen let out a roar, and Linghai trembled three times.

His legs are rooted on the ground, and his entire soul body sinks continuously, finally merging into the ground.

boom!
Immediately afterwards, the entire physical world trembled, the prehistoric mountains bloomed with celestial light, the Nine Heavens Milky Way crossed the sky, and the demonic energy was quickly purified.

Tang Sen regained the initiative of the physical body, and his soul merged into every cell, swimming freely in the physical world.

The magic cicada was terrified, he soared into the sky, tore apart the world of the flesh body, and rushed to the human world.

(End of this chapter)