Twenty-seven Star Monarchs, using the starlight as a frame, carried the blood-stained Kang Jin Dragon to the front of the Hanyuan Palace, asking to see the Great Heavenly Venerable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Returning to all Star Monarchs, Your Majesty has been in retreat again a few months ago, ready for a new round of fate. This matter is very important and should not be disturbed, so please come back. The companion beside the Jade Emperor stood in front of the guards and said seriously.

"Retreat again?"

Although the twenty-seven Star Monarchs were a little blocked in their hearts, they didn't feel that this was the Jade Emperor targeting them.

Unlike the mundane world, where there is a small court in three days and a large dynasty in seven days, there are very few dynasties above the heavenly palace. Unless it is the immortal minister who rings the bell, or the Jade Emperor decrees, there is no court. Therefore, most of the time, the Jade Emperor is in a state of retreat, ignoring the government.

"Without His Majesty's order, we can't mobilize the Star Divine Soldiers. Brothers, let's gather our private soldiers and go down to find the white bone spirit, and we must ask her for an explanation. The Void Sun Rat said.

Jiaomu Jiao shook his head and said: "That white bone essence is always vicious, as far as we people go over, I'm afraid it won't please you." As far as I can see, let's go find Shi Ji Niangniang and ask her if she can make some articles with the help of this matter. ”

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In the world, thirty miles outside the Xiaoleiyin Temple.

The white bone spirit stepped on the huge blood knife, and a red light slashed across the turquoise sky, descending in front of the huge golden cymbal.

The bronze chariot did not appear, but Yan Jun's voice reached his ears: "Has the Golden Dragon Horn arrived?"

"Now that I've got it, what should I do now?" the White Bone Spirit asked solemnly as he summoned the golden dragon horns.

"Instill the Immortal Yuan into the Golden Dragon's Horn, touch the Golden Cymbal, and after you get to the Great Dao Chapter, you find a word in the middle of the middle chapter to rewrite. If a single word changes, the Sanskrit text will be invalidated, and I will be able to help you break the golden cymbal. It's just that when rewriting characters, you must be careful to prevent the backlash of the Great Road chapter and other accidents. Yan Jun instructed.

The white bone spirit solemnly bowed, the divine glow in his hands shone, and the surging immortal yuan frantically poured into the golden horn.

With the nourishment of these immortal elements, the golden horn became more and more brilliant, like an artifact, exuding unique fluctuations.

"Phew!"

The white bone essence eyes were like torches, and he selected a Sanskrit character, and suddenly raised the golden horn in his hand, cutting it down like a blade.

"Boom!"

When the golden horn and the golden cymbal collided together, the entire Great Dao Sanskrit began to light up, revealing the incomparably mysterious Dao rhyme.

The white bone spirit stared at the Sanskrit text with a determined gaze. With a violent roar, the entire Sanskrit text began to dim. Among them, this character is the most violent.

At the same time, all the people in the golden cymbals, including the monkeys who stood up to the sky, were covered with shackles, imprisoning their bodies.

The old demon of Huangmei sat cross-legged in the air inside the golden cymbal, reciting scriptures. One by one, the characters spit out of his mouth and materialized, constantly blending into Sanzang's eyebrows.

He was so bold that he wanted to forcibly refine Sanzang and turn it into his fanatical follower, the so-called Buddha slave.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a thunderous voice exploded in everyone's ears, and the 100,000 miles of yellow sand seemed to shake a few times.

"What's going on?" The yellow-eyed old demon was shocked in his heart, and his eyes looked at the outside world through the golden cymbal, but he saw another white bone spirit holding a terrifying golden horn, dimming the Sanskrit light on the golden cymbal, and even almost shattering.

"White Bone Spirit!" Huo Ran, the yellow-eyed old demon, turned his eyes and looked at the white bone spirit trapped by the Void Chain. The body came to her in an instant, and slapped her forehead with a palm.

"Boom!"

Under the iron palm, the qi wave emptied, and the incarnation of the white bone spirit was directly smashed into pieces, and her mass of divine consciousness had no physical body to give up, and quickly disappeared in mid-air.

"How did she escape?" said the yellow-eyed old demon, whose face was so gloomy that it was terrifying, said to the canopy and the others.

Originally, they didn't know that the white bone spirit was outside, but after he reminded them like this, they reacted, and most of them had a smile on their faces.

They all knew the nature of the Bone Spirit, and knew that he would not come to risk it until he had a perfect solution.

......After a few moments, the White Bone Spirit finally succeeded in adding a stroke to the character, completely rewriting the character, and in an instant, the entire article lost its color and was re-imprinted on the golden cymbal.

Yan Jun seized the opportunity, and the seven divine knives that he carried with him quickly flew out from his fingertips, cutting off all the upper part of the golden cymbal, and chopping it into gold dust and flying, revealing another world inside.

As for the Sanskrit characters on the upper part of the golden cymbal, all of them automatically flew up and fit the lower part of the golden cymbal......

The gaze of the white bone spirit was separated from the world, and the sight of the yellow-eyed old demon converged, and within the void, between the two points, a series of arc silver flowers burst out crackling.

"Horn of the Ancient Dragon God...... White Bone Spirit, I have to say, I underestimated you. The yellow-eyed old demon's cheeks twitched violently, and his bowels were blue.

To tell the truth, in the entire westbound team, the only ones who can be seen by him are the monkey and Sanzang. As for the white bone spirit, in his heart, she is just a despicable woman who can only play tricks, and she is not worth paying attention to at all.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it still made the other party turn the tables.

"The injury is not okay?" the white bone spirit chuckled, and replied to the point, piercing the sore spot of the yellow-eyed old demon: "Now you, can you still beat me?"

"Don't be too arrogant. The yellow-eyed old demon sneered, waved his arm, and a touch of Buddha light penetrated into the golden cymbal Sanskrit, the broken characters.

Under the shroud of the Buddha's light, the characters gradually changed back to their original appearance. Half of the dull Sanskrit text flew out of the air, forming a semicircular lid that replaced the top half of the golden cymbal.

"If I can rewrite it once, I can rewrite it a second time, but how many times do you have a chance to change it back?" said the Bone Spirit indifferently, waving the dragon's horn at a character again.

The yellow-eyed old demon glanced at him deeply, no longer cared about Sanskrit matters, turned to face Sanzang, and continued to recite the Duhua scriptures.

If he can truly refine Sanzang before the White Bone Spirit breaks the Sanskrit defenses, then no matter how it is calculated, he will be the ultimate victor.

"White Bone Spirit, return my dragon horns. ”

Just as the White Bone Spirit and the Yellow Eyebrow Old Demon were scrambling for time and competing for the first opportunity, above the sky, tens of thousands of star meteorites the size of grinding buckets and shining with a faint purple light suddenly flew in, and on each star meteorite, there was a god standing.

Kang Jinlong, who had changed into clean clothes, but his face was still pale and his breath was still decaying, stepped on a meteorite like a purple gem, came to the front of the gods, and shouted.