The flames burned directly towards Tang Seng, and the temperature of the flames was terrifying, even if it had not yet burned to Tang Seng's body, but the surrounding air had already heard the smell of burning.

"This is the three flavors of real fire—"

Although Bajie didn't do good things in Heavenly Court, he was still relatively well-informed, and when he saw that the flame was extraordinary, he immediately guessed it.

"Wukong, Zixia, save me-"

The temperature of this flame is extremely high, and when it is grilled, it is probably cooked.

Zixia used to have water dragon balls, which she could resist for a while, but now she didn't, so in a hurry, she directly took out the dragon tendons that were dozens of meters long, tied Tang Seng, and then rushed back to the area.

Whew-

I saw that where Tang Seng was standing just now, the terrifying flames directly dried the earth, and even the stones were burned.

Those poor trees, not to mention, turned to ash carbon almost instantly.

"Thank you Zixia, I almost got cooked. Tang Seng was still a little afraid.

Zixia said: "It's okay, next time you pay attention, don't always walk in front." ”

At this time, in the midst of the raging flames, a hairy boy appeared, he looked more fierce, a demonic body, holding a fire-tipped spear, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out flames, which was very powerful.

His mana has also reached the sixth layer realm, which is on par with Wukong's current ability, and his cultivation is still higher than that of Wukong.

…

Tang Seng was furious and stepped forward and asked, "What kind of monster are you? Why did you burn my monk just now?"

The hairy boy was also domineering: "I am the Fire Cloud Cave of the Dry Pine Stream of the Mountain - the Holy Child King." I have long heard that Tang monk meat is immortal, and I want to catch it and taste it today. ”

Tang Seng was immediately dissatisfied: "My Tang Seng meat is priceless, how can you taste it if you want to?"

"Less!"

The Holy Child King, whose name is Red Child, is the child of the Iron Fan Princess and the Bull Demon King, who has been practicing in the Flame Mountain since he was a child, he is a mongrel, the Bull Demon King is the demon body, and the Iron Fan Princess is the body of the earth immortal. Ordinary mongrels are either very strong or just a waste.

Obviously, this red boy is the former, and he cultivated the Three Flavors True Fire by himself in the Flaming Mountain.

Although it is rumored that he has some relationship with Taishang Laojun, after all, the appearance of the red boy is not very similar to the Bull Demon King, and he will also have the three flavors of true fire that the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess will not have.

Zixia didn't know the specific situation, but it was certain that this red boy was very talented, and he had the ability to cultivate the Three Flavors True Fire in the Flame Mountain.

Secondly, generally sons inherit their mothers.

The Iron Fan Princess is an earth fairy, and it is understandable that she does not look like the Bull Demon King.

But!

This kind of thing is not for Zixia to pursue, she wants to complete a random task to help Guanyin Bodhisattva subdue this red child.

After experiencing the incident in the Black Chicken Country, Zixia also felt that this kind of thing didn't matter.

…

"Just a few of you, you are not my opponents at all, children, catch all these Tang monks and apprentices for me, and I will eat them all. ”

This red child obviously has some status, and there are countless little demons under him, and the little demons are not terrible alone, but they are still a little scary when they go together.

However, Wukong took out the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, directly became as big as the Dinghai God Needle, and rolled a few times, and those little demons were all killed.

"Wukong, don't hurt the life of the red boy, he is going to be subdued by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Zixia directly reminded that you can't kill the monsters in the background anyway, which is already common sense in the Journey to the West world.