Hearing the joke of the white bone spirit, the demons laughed, Erlang God was a little embarrassed, the monkey waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Tsk, the Manifestation Saint Zhenjun is really a romantic figure, and on the battlefield, he still thinks about the Pu Jiayi people." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Erlang God eliminated the embarrassment in his heart, looked around the audience, and his thick momentum made the demons unable to laugh anymore: "Why do you want to talk about me? Monkey King, your deeds of making trouble in the Heavenly Palace for the sake of beauty have already spread throughout the Three Realms. In the hearts of countless young girls with spring, you are undoubtedly the most heroic existence. ”

The monkey was neither angry nor annoyed, and grinned: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, you and I have fought first, and then talk about something else." ”

Erlang pointed at the monkey and said in a deep voice: "That's exactly what I mean." ”

At the moment, the two of them worked together to cast an enchantment, imprisoning a space, and in the space, dancing the iron rod to win the dragon, the gun and knife broke through the air like a phoenix, the stick came and went, and the left blocked and the right attacked. From time to time, the monkey threw a golden rod and turned into a giant pillar, and Zhenjun hurriedly returned to the spear and turned into a dragon.

The dragon struggled to wrap around the giant pillar, and each of them was bright and shiny. Under the double soldiers, the monkey in gold armor and the true monarch in silver armor broke through the air with his fists and kicked his chest.

After a fierce battle for a long time without victory, the true monarch shook his divine might, made a magic power of the heavens and the earth, and his two hands were like two mountain ranges, suppressing and descending.

The monkey smiled, turned into a mosquito, swayed left and right along the fist wind, swinging around, but it didn't enter the hand.

Zhenjun erected three eyes, shining, and the Dao divine light was bright, like thread and silk, imprisoning mosquitoes.

The monkey took a breath, its body swelled, broke the silk threads, and became the size of Zhenjun, punching and kicking, strong and fierce.

The battle is busy above, and the lower part is not idle. The six brothers of Meishan led the grass-headed god and rushed straight to the demon barracks. In the original work, the demon soldiers were beaten in this battle and lost their armor, swords and guns, cried and shouted to bomb the battalion, suffered heavy casualties, and the monkeys who were involved panicked and lost their combat power.

And now, the white bone spirit sits in the void, the second marshal of Ma Liu, the second general of Bangba, the four strong generals, and the eight monkeys, and they are not panicked. Marshal Ma waved the flag, thousands of demon soldiers mutinied, and spears were erected like a forest wall, blocking countless divine soldiers.

Marshal Liu ordered the monkey soldiers behind the army to diverge, holding huge iron pillars, around the wings of the Guan Jiang soldiers, and smashing them violently, and the people who smashed them turned on their backs, screaming again and again.

The white bone spirit has not moved, looking up at the sky, lest there is a Guanyin, a saint, who is secretly plotting to beat the monkey with the jade net bottle, or the monkey with the diamond bracelet.

What made him feel slightly relieved was that there were no immortals above the empty sky.

The monkey and Yang Jian had a good fight for a while, but no one could help anyone. But the grass head god below suffered heavy losses, Yang Jian's heart was slightly confused, and he summoned back the three-pointed two-edged gun, burning his blood, enhancing his combat power, and bombarding Sun Wukong.

Burning essence blood, refining divine souls, and furious monkeys can cause chaos in the heavenly palace and be invincible. In a normal state, it is not as good as Yang Jian, who is crazy.

Laboriously took a few shots, feeling the pain coming from his shoulders, and the monkey gritted his teeth for support.

......At this moment, a brilliant divine arrow came from afar, breaking through the barrier, destroying the jade crown of Erlang God, and shaking it back two steps.

"White Bone Spirit. Yang Jian touched the blood stains on his head, and looked dangerously in the direction of the waterfall.

The white bone spirit flicked the slingshot string and said with a smile: "Erlang God, retreat, you have no chance of winning." Look down, your grass gods and gods are dying in large numbers, and your brothers are facing a life-and-death crisis, so what reason do you have to hold on?"

Erlang God didn't look down at all at all, stretched out his arm and pointed, and a fierce black dog flew out of the Guanjiang soldiers, fiercely crashing into countless demon soldiers, straight to the white bones.

The white bone spirit drew a bow and shot arrows, and the bright arrows with long tails bombarded the black dog. But he never thought that the speed of this black dog was extremely fast, and he was able to dodge the arrows, and he opened his bloody mouth to kill.

A misty bead appeared out of thin air, like a mountain range, and slammed into the black dog. With a burst of screams, the dog's teeth fell to the ground, and the whole dog was pressed to the ground by a small bead, struggling to get up again and again.

With a finger of his hand, the White Bone Spirit picked up a huge bluestone from under the waterfall and smashed it on the back of the black dog, crushing it on the spot.

"Mixed Yuan Beads. In mid-air, Erlang God, who saw this scene, gritted his teeth.

The white bone spirit made the demon hunting bow bigger, stood on the rainbow with his left foot, stepped on the bow with his right foot, grabbed the bowstring tightly with both hands, and pulled it back, a purple light divine arrow that was several times thicker and several times brighter than usual, gradually condensed, and pointed at Erlang God.

"Bang!" At a certain moment, accompanied by a loud sound of collapsing strings, a purple ball of light with a large head and a thin tail suddenly burst out, with a fierce momentum that could tear the blue sky, blasting the air, penetrating the enchantment in a burst of soft sounds, bombarding Yang Jian's body, and knocking him into a stagger.

The monkey seized the opportunity and slammed a blow into Yang Jian's head, knocking him away, and blood flowed out of his forehead in an instant, watering his face.

"The bones are good. The monkey looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, dancing the golden hoop stick, and the figure shot out, and the latter came to Yang Jian's side first, stepped on his chest with both feet, and hit his side ear with the iron rod.

Yang Jian's eyes cracked, his body shook, and he turned into a goshawk, flying quickly, dodging the monkey's iron rod.

"Bang!" The piercing sound of the strings sounded again, this time Yang Jian was on guard and was not attacked, but in the battle with the monkey, he had to watch out for the arrows that came at any time, which made his mind consume a lot.

It didn't take long for Yang Jian to be a little difficult to support, and as soon as his mind moved, a giant axe with cold light flashed out of thin air, forcing the monkey back and buying him some respite.

"Retire. Quickly retreating, destroying the enchantment, Yang Jian shouted at the battlefield below.

The white bone spirit would not let go of any opportunity in front of him, and while the other party's mind was scattered, he shot an arrow again, bombarding Yang Jian's talisman giant axe, causing him to vomit blood.

The monkey and the white bone cooperate tacitly, and the furious attack arrives. Erlang God was helpless, so he had to summon another long sword, attack Yu Nian, and stop the monkey.

After paying for many lives and the six brothers of Meishan hung their own colors, the soldiers of Guanjiangkou finally retreated into the sky. The white bones and the monkey worked together, but they couldn't stop Yang Jian, who was bent on leaving.

"White bone spirit, Sun Wukong, don't be rampant, when this seat comes back next time, I will definitely take the heads of your two demons. Yang Jian looked miserable and went up to the sky, overturned the boulder with one palm in the air, moved away the mixed yuan bead, took away the big black dog, and said coldly.

The white bone spirit was disgusted with talking nonsense without nutrition, put away the demon hunting bow, ignored him, and shouted at the demons of Huaguo Mountain: "Wansheng." ”

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The sound of loud slogans shook the universe, and the military soul of the demons of Huaguo Mountain was also condensed in this great victory. The white bone spirit looked at these demon soldiers who were not very good-looking, and on them, they vaguely saw a trace of the shadow of the Tianhe Water Army.

Fearless, strong!(To be continued.) )