Fearlessness does not mean that you are not afraid of death, not being afraid of death does not mean that you dare to face all dangers, and daring to face all dangers does not mean that you can be fearless of all horrors. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sanzang has a fearless heart, although it can't be called a big word now, but he also dares to face life and death, or rather, he is not afraid of death. However, there must be a prerequisite for all this, and that is to be able to die well.

If you are affected by others, your death is unclear, and your ideals, ambitions, and wishes all turn into nothingness, this kind of death is really too wrong.

Sanzang didn't want to be so wronged, so he didn't want to be like a fool, stepped forward with the vast thunder, and gambled his life to save an unfamiliar stranger.

It's just that, with his current state of self-proclaimed mana supernatural powers, it is obvious that he can't refuse some of the decisions of the white bone spirit, and he was blown by a gust of demonic wind in front of the six-character mantra rune.

Looking at the talisman that was close at hand and could be touched with his hand, Sanzang took a deep breath, folded his hands, closed his eyes tightly, and began to chant.

The sacred and vast, deafening, but also in the wind and thunder, the ethereal sound of the scriptures sounded here, making the six-character mantra charm glow slightly, and also making the thunder in the sky even more violent. At a certain moment, a huge thunder dragon flew out of the clouds and rushed towards Sanzang with teeth and claws.

Sanzang, who closed his eyes tightly, didn't know that danger was approaching, but the scriptures he read turned into substance, and the words were filled with light, arranged into a rune shield, blocking the top of his head.

The five claws of the thunder dragon slammed on the rune shield, and the purple and golden light collided and intertwined, shining with dazzling light in the pitch-black world.

The spirit of the white bone was slightly solemn, and between the flashes of purple light, the Demon Hunting God Bow was in his hand, and he kicked the bow with one foot, and pulled out a long nuclear martial god arrow, which broke through the strings and broke through the thunder dragon.

Until the six-character mantra talisman is removed, the White Bone Spirit will not allow Sanzang to suffer any damage.

The horror of the Three Calamities lies in the implication, once the implication cause and effect is formed, the level of the calamity will become infinitely higher, and the furious attack will be directed at everyone within the line of cause and effect. No matter what kind of cultivation the opponent is, what realm it is, there will always be an attack that is much stronger than it.

This is also the main reason why the masters of the Immortal Sect do not help their disciples to survive the three disasters. After all, the more you help, the easier it is to lose your own strength......

A thunder dragon was shot, and more huge thunder dragons swam out of the thunder sea, waving their claws, spitting lightning, and with a rumbling sound, they rushed towards the white bones and Sanzang.

"Sanzang, hurry up and take off the talisman. Monkey, hurry up and succeed in breaking through the realm. Otherwise, people would really die today. The white bone spirit murmured softly, unleashing the magic power of three heads and six arms, and with all his strength, he shot arrows and knives, slashing and killing one by one extremely powerful and endless thunder dragons.

In front of the six-character mantra rune, the scripture shield above Sanzang's head had been shattered ninety percent, and only a faint halo was guarding his body.

The Three Calamities and the Westward Plan are not in the same system, and they don't recognize the identity of the protagonist of Sanzang's westward journey, let alone the so-called protagonist aura. When the last halo above his head shattered, Sanzang was afraid that he would have to go through another reincarnation.

In this case, the white bone spirit can see it clearly, and of course the saints will not fail to see it.

They can't accept to overturn all calculations, overturn the chessboard, and start all over again. So, someone took action.

A slippery red hydrangea came from the sky outside the sky, penetrated deep into the sea of thunder, turned the sky upside down, and destroyed the origin of thunder and lightning.

These three calamities are also extremely arrogant, even if it is a saint, there will be no retreat. An indescribable thunderstorm appeared in the darkness, counterattacking the sky and blowing thirty-three days away.

"Presumptuous!"

When the thunderstorm pushed all the way to the front of the Wa Palace, a voice full of anger resounded for thousands of miles, and the huge immortal palm was condensed by the power of the law, slapping fiercely at the thundercloud storm.

"Boom!"

The immortal qi palm collided violently with the thundercloud storm, and the runes under different rules attacked each other, and at a certain moment, they suddenly burned violently, distorting the entire void.

"In the name of a saint, I drink to retreat from the law of the three calamities. The dazzling woman walked out of the palace, raised her eyebrows coldly, and scolded.

The power of the mantra of the saint is sweeping the heavens and the earth, and he wants to prescribe the law of the three plagues. It's a pity that the law of the three calamities is not afraid of the saints, under the power, the more frustrated the more courageous, the law jade is broken into pieces, and each piece is covered with thunder, fire, and wind.

"It's really annoying!" Nuwa sighed slightly, stretched out her hand, and summoned a divine map embroidered with splendid rivers and mountains, fixing all the three calamities and storms, and refining them one by one......

In the world, after the white bones, Nuwa, and helped one after another, Sanzang finally unlocked the password lock on the six-character mantra talisman with scriptures, raised his weak right arm, and reached out to grab the talisman itself.

When his pale fingers touched the talisman, a strange gust of wind suddenly appeared, lifted it in advance, wrapped in the eye of the wind, and swayed into the air.

In the belly of the mountain, the monkey opened his eyes, the sky suddenly converged, the brilliant brilliance dissipated, and his whole person, like an old ape who had seen through everything, was not shocked in the face of the world-destroying god thunder that continued to leave deep blood marks on his body.

"Golden Hoop Stick ......"

The monkey called softly, and a little golden light jumped out of his ears, growing larger in mid-air, and finally turned into a giant pillar, shattering the mountain and deep into the thunder sea.

Just like when Dayu used this divine needle to set the four seas, many thunder beasts in the sea of thunder, thunder, were forcibly suppressed by Zhentie, the god of the sea, and could no longer move.

After a stalemate for several hours, the power of the law in the Thunder Sea increased several times, but he could not get out of the confinement of the Dinghai Divine Needle, and he gradually retreated.

The dark clouds and the sea of thunder receded, and the light shone on the earth again, bringing a trace of warmth and comfort to all living beings who had experienced this apocalyptic catastrophe.

A few meters of sunlight shined through the big hole at the top of Wuzhi Mountain, into the perennially dark and damp hole, and projected on a monkey wearing dark old gold chain mail, making his nose suddenly sour and his eyes slightly red.

If you have not been hysterical in the dark, you will not be moved by the heat of light. Not to mention, in this light, there is also the monkey monkey grandson who has been thinking about him for decades, as well as her.

"Boom!"

After a long time, he didn't see the monkey breaking out of the mountain, and the white bone spirit and others were a little impatient, and smashed the tofu-like stone wall with a knife, bringing more brightness into the cave.

"Bone ......"

"Hmm. ”

"I won't say thank you. ”

The White Bone Essence nodded as a matter of course and smiled, "That's right." ”

"Can you hug me?" Looking at her with a picturesque face and peerless elegance, the monkey hesitated for a long time, and spoke softly, with a faint hope in his eyes.

It's not that the white bone spirit doesn't know that the monkey needs to be comforted, needs a sense of security, and needs a warm embrace now, but these things should not be given to the other party, otherwise, everything will change its taste.

From beginning to end, he only had brotherly affection for monkeys, and had no merciless love. It is precisely because he respects each other enough that he is reluctant to ambiguous the relationship between the two.

No one knows better than him that when hopelessness becomes the norm, it is no longer scary. The terrible thing is that all hope turns into a dream in the end...... (To be continued.) )