For his words, Sanzang smiled and was noncommittal. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Every youkai on the westbound road feels that they are unique and extraordinary, but in the end, who has really killed themselves?

Perhaps, the Black Emperor's deprivation of luck is already the most painful one, right?

"Sanzang, don't come here. ”

It's just that Sanzang, who has experienced these things, dares to think so, and those who have not experienced his ordeal dare not promise that he will be safe and sound this time. For example, Xingxian.

Seeing that Sanzang was willing to fall into the devil's net in order to save herself, even if she knew that it was not because she liked it, she couldn't help but be grateful.

Feelings have always been like this, the person you love deeply takes the initiative more and gives more. The person being loved takes less initiative and gives less.

Over time, this pattern of getting along with both parties will solidify into a habit. At that time, the loved one only needs to give a little more, and the person who loves deeply will be able to make the person who loves deeply grateful.

Of course, there is a very practical thing in this. The person you love deeply, at the beginning, will love very hard. This is a very bad thing, because passion will not last forever, passion will not last forever, and people will always get tired.

If you try too hard at the beginning and give everything you have, the other party will form a habit. In the later stage, if you don't do a good enough, it will make the other party feel disappointed and become the fuse for the other party to leave......

To get back to the point, because of the existence of Hongluan's star power, Xingxian loves it very hard and deeply. Now that Sanzang gave back some emotions to her a little, she couldn't control herself in her heart anymore, and put Sanzang ahead of her life, screaming loudly.

Sanzang's footsteps paused slightly, and he said with a serious expression: "Believe me, there will be no problems." ”

Xingxian's breathing was slightly heavy, but her eyes gradually became firmer, and she said in a deep voice: "No matter what you say, I will not allow you to take risks for me." ”

Sanzang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and shouted: "Xingxian, don't mess around." ”

Xingxian glanced at him deeply, and there was a sparkle in the corner of her eye.

In an instant, countless dazzling rays of light flew out of the pores around her, twisted in mid-air, and turned into spiritual dragons, locking the Great Virtue Buddha behind her.

"Goodbye, Sanzang. ”

Xingxian closed her eyes, reflexively hugged the Great Buddha, smashed through the space with the violent divine power on her body, and came to the desolate and deep Outer Heaven.

The incident happened suddenly, and the only thing that the Great Buddha could do was to summon the golden cymbal back, turn it into a golden light, and protect his soul.

"Boom!" Through the huge spatial crack, everyone clearly saw that the apricot immortal that exuded a thousand zhang of light shattered, and the energy generated by the explosion shattered dozens of stars, and the overwhelming dust completely enveloped the Great Virtue Buddha.

"Xingxian ......" Sanzang's pupils dilated rapidly, which was full of shock, and his heart was stunned.

"Ahem, lust is one of the most terrible things in the world. Just as the rift was about to heal, two big fluffy, black and gray hands suddenly clasped both sides of the rift, tearing the crack that was about to heal again, and striding in.

At this time, everyone saw the true appearance of the Great Buddha. But I saw that it was also a monster, with an unkempt head, a flat golden hoop, and bare-eyed, frowning two narrow yellow eyebrows. Hanging gallbladder nose, square mouth, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, can be called a fierce sentence.

He was dressed in a pair of gray-yellow chain armor, with a yellow cloth belt coiled around his waist, a pair of mud-yellow boots on his feet, and a black-hooked mace in his hand, like a half-orc.

"Destroy my dojo, destroy my golden body, hurt my soul, this hatred is not shared. The monster opened its mouth, spewing out a cloud of dust, and its face suddenly turned ugly for a few minutes, and shouted.

"Dojo?" The monkey sneered and said, "You still dare to mention this matter!" Monster, where did you come from, and why did you dare to set up this little Leiyin Temple and call yourself a Buddha? Could it be that you are a demon who has attained enlightenment at the foot of Lingshan Mountain?"

"What kind of demons are you talking about, this seat is the Yellow Eyebrow Old Buddha in the West, and it is not below the five elders of the five directions. If this is the case, why can't there be a dojo, why can't there be a golden body?" the monster shouted.

"Huangmei Old Buddha, looking at your appearance, it's more appropriate to call Huangmei Old Monster, right?"

"Wanton words, you are looking for death!" the yellow-eyed monster was furious, brandishing his mace, and rushed towards the white bone spirit.

The White Bone Spirit summoned the Demon Hunter Bow and pulled out the Thunderbolt. There was a muffled sound, and the purple light feather broke through the air, fierce and gloomy.

"Bang, bang, bang......" The yellow-eyed monster smashed the thunder arrow with a stick, but from then on, the purple light feather arrow did not stop, only to see that the arm of the white bone spirit pulling the bow was about to become an afterimage, and the arrow flowed out into a sea of beads.

Of course, even if the Dharma Body is abolished and the Divine Soul is injured, the majesty of the Great Luo Heavenly Immortal is not something that the White Bone Spirit can challenge.

Against the overwhelming rain of arrows, the yellow-eyed monster continued to move forward, and its momentum became stronger and stronger.

Silently, the figure of the monkey appeared in the sky above the yellow-eyed monster, and with a swing of the stick, thousands of stick shadows flew out like a mountain and a sea.

The Yellow-Brow Monster could despise or even ignore the arrows, but the golden hoop stick, which was heavier than the sacred mountain, really made him feel terrified. The shadow of the immortal golden body being shattered alive still lingers in his heart to this day.

"Bang!" the yellow-eyed monster held the mace in both hands, counterattacking the sky from the bottom up, and collided with the golden hoop rod violently.

"Boom!" the ground where he was, within a radius of thirty miles, collapsed, forming a depression.

No, it can't go on like this, this monkey's combat power is too terrifying, and even the more you fight, the more you fight, the stronger you get. The yellow-eyed monster thought in his heart, and gradually made up his mind, and summoned the golden cymbal that he had taken back before, and poured it with the blood of his heart.

This is recorded on the golden cymbal, a very ancient Buddhist secret art. It can activate the Sanskrit Divine Array on the golden cymbal, which can be used against the invincible.

"Buzz ......"

"Buzz ......"

As the essence and blood continued to pour into the golden cymbal, the Sanskrit words on it began to distort and gradually turn into a dragon. Large and small, all kinds of dragon moans sounded one after another, like a dusk drum and morning bell, which made people feel calm and thought-provoking.

These two words look very beautiful, but when placed on today's battlefield, they will cause the belligerent blood to cool down quickly, which will affect the state of the other side at least and directly induce war-weariness.

The monkey frowned slightly, covering his ears, but found that the dragon's groaning still did not stop.

"Huh!" Just as he couldn't help it and wanted to smash the golden cymbal with a single blow, a ray of light suddenly rushed out of the golden cymbal, enveloping him and Bai Gu and the others.

In an instant, mighty runes poured out from the glow, drowning all the westbound people. After a long time, when the light had dissipated, only one golden cymbal had paused in mid-air.