Time flies, and the ten-year mark predicted by Rulai is getting closer and closer, so close that countless people begin to panic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Holy See, the immortal power, the evil giant, the ancient gods that exist in the legend, appeared on the stage, with a hideous look, carrying a knife, to snatch Tang Seng.

Anyone who dares to stop them will be greeted by their frenzied attack. The tide of the times has made them lose their sense of proportion, and they decide to move forward based on their own hearts.

Of course, there will still be some who have not lost their proportions. They are wise, deep, and do not make radical moves until they have to. They are the saints of this world, looking at the world with a playful, solemn, or mocking gaze.

The cloud boat was still parked near Chechiguo, and under the golden glow of the setting sun, it was rendered pale gold. The white bone spirit was dressed in blood, his face was haggard, and he held the demon hunting bow in his hand, standing silently in front of the deck, enjoying the rare silence.

The world is crazy, and even he can't live in peace.

"We ...... How long can it last?" Silverarmoured, blood-stained, tired-looking Canopy sat behind him and asked softly.

"Do you believe that Sanzang would die so suddenly?" asked the White Bone Spirit rhetorically.

Canopy was silent for a moment and said, "I don't believe it!"

The white bone spirit said lightly: "Since you don't believe it, then wait with me until the moment he wakes up! Don't say ten years, even if it is a hundred years, can't you and I wait?"

"That's not what I said. Sha Wujing said helplessly: "Approaching the ten-year mark, the attacks of the holy ones are becoming more and more intense. After the 10th year, I am afraid that we will not be able to do enough. ”

The white bone spirit pursed his lips: "Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven." ”

"Many holiness have come. The monkey stood up from a wooden chair with a golden rod in his hand.

The white bone spirit cast three heads and six arms, holding a blood knife, a demon hunting bow, a flying dragon staff, and a five-spirit bead surrounded by his body: "There is no forgiveness for killing!"

"Boom!"

The fairy glow shone in the heavens, the divine power roared in the world, and huge divine ships came from the void and stopped in front of the cloud boat.

"Sun Wukong, White Bone Spirit, hand over Tang Sanzang, I can leave you a whole corpse. A voice came from inside the ship, trembling.

"Whole corpses?" the White Bone Spirit sneered and said, "Where did you come from, and you dare to make such a big deal in front of this saint?"

"Presumptuous!" The voice paused slightly, and shouted sharply: "The Jiang Shui Divine Clan should not be insulted!"

"Who am I, it turns out to be an old enemy. The white bone spirit pointed at them a few times: "You can't be humiliated, right, well, I'll humiliate you fiercely." A broken ethnic group, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who have no strength and only temper, are not good turtles cowering in ginger water, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues for future generations, but they are swaggering around, I really don't know ......"

"Attack, I'm going to tear up her poisonous mouth!" Xu is white bone spirit hit too hard, the man's eyes cracked, and he roared sharply.

The divine ship lit up with rune divine light, seven in a row, rumbling towards the small cloud boat.

The white bone spirit thunderbolted, and the arrows shot out like rainbows, fiercely hitting the divine ship, shattering countless runes and shattering the railing, but unfortunately, this could not stop the divine ship.

The monkey flew up, holding one end of the golden rod with both hands, spun half of its body, and swung the iron rod violently, and the sky shook, and a huge divine ship was blown away, and the creatures on board suffered heavy casualties.

The canopy rose into the air, and like a monkey, he repelled the divine ship with a nine-toothed nail rake. As for the rest of the people, although they can break through the defenses of the divine ship, they can't do it so simply.

After all, it is the heritage of the Jiang Shui Divine Clan, and the combat power of the earth immortal level cannot be used yet.

It's just that the monkey and the canopy have gone through too many battles after all, and the immortal yuan in the body has been in a state of loss for a long time, and it has reached the limit since a long time ago, and now it is even more powerful. It didn't take long for the huge ship to be blown away.

"I'm going to lose!" he fell from mid-air to the deck, the canopy covered in blood and his nose a little sore.

I have persevered for so long and paid so much, but in the end I still have no skills.

It's so sad!

The monkey fell from mid-air, looked at the huge divine ship in front of him, and laughed sadly: "In the past ten years, we have fought more than 13,000 battles, killed tens of millions of enemies, and exchanged thousands of scars on our bodies, and the scars are dense! Even if we are defeated, we are also heroes who stand up to the sky." ”

"Heroes are mostly doomed, and they are mostly sad. The white bone spirit's nose was a little sour, his red eyes were slightly moist, and he raised his eyes to look at the sky: "I can't understand you! For the sake of the so-called Great Dao Rune, you have done this? We are all your pawns, manipulated by your left and right hands to kill each other, the dead have been scattered, and the living are exhausted." 100,000 miles of blood, 10,000,000 bones, it's enough, right?If you continue, the entire Three Realms will be in chaos, and it will be a situation you can't control......"

"White bones, don't say it. Sha Wujing stretched out his hand and pulled him.

"Don't talk. The moisture in the white bone spirit's eyes finally fell, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't pity those who came to send them to death, but I feel a little sorry for their families and blood relatives for some reason." Fuck, in the past ten years, how many people have broken their hearts and intestines, how many people have borne a sea of blood and hatred, how many people have knelt in front of the grave, leaving blood and tears, and how many people have become survivors! I am not soft-hearted, nor is I hypocritical, and those who should be killed will not be soft-hearted, but, but ......"

Tiancang's eyes were a little red, and he said lightly: "Don't say it, Yunzhou's defense is almost unstoppable, you take Sanzang first, and we will break it for you." ”

Bai Gujing pursed his lips and said, "Don't go, it's been ten years, I'm tired." If the Heavenly Dao really wants to kill me here, then let me die in the war. Whoever kills, he will always kill him. Kill the gods and die on the battlefield!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

At this moment, deafening shouts of killing came from all directions, and armies crushed with a violent momentum.

"Guan Jiangkou, the grass-headed god army is coming to support!"

"Three altars of sea meeting, the spirit army is coming to support!"

"Heavenly Master Sect, Heavenly Master disciples come to support!"

"The underworld, the unparalleled ghosts and gods are here to help!"

The cold ice turned into an ice bridge, and the woman in white walked out of Guanghan and stood in front of the divine ship.

The well-groomed, silver-clad Erlang God, holding a three-pointed and two-edged knife, stood in front of the divine ship.

Nezha, who has three heads and six arms, holds a fire-tipped spear and steps on the hot wheels, stands in front of the divine ship.

Wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing a red robe, a red rabbit horse under his crotch, and holding a bright red halberd, Lu Bu, the ghost god, stood in front of the divine ship.

The huge divine ship suddenly stopped, the light was self-contained, and an old man with gorgeous hair led more than a dozen clansmen out of the building boat, looking at these legendary powerhouses with a pale face, these legendary divine armies!