From today onwards, no one will forget this figure for 10,000 years.

With a pig's head on his head, his expression was hideous, and he raised a nail rake and dragged out a long black afterimage.

No, it's not an afterimage, it's a real smoke.

Black gas!

"Eat my old pig and rake!" was clearly Zhu Bajie, but when he suddenly turned around, the dragon descending Arhat seemed to see the shadow of a certain monkey.

The nine-tooth nail rake in Bajie's hand is from the hand of Taishang Laojun, although it is not Laojun's proud work, but it can temporarily resist the erosion of black gas.

In countless reincarnations, the members of the team have already taught each other their own skills, and the difference in strength between them is only limited by their respective qualifications.

Zhu Bajie only has a chance to strike, and he only has the strength of one blow.

The Dragon Descending Arhat's face was full of anger, and as soon as he urged the spirit bead in his hand, he let out an angry shout: "Look for death!"

The Buddha palm that was originally protecting him quickly met the nail rake of the Eight Rings, and at the same time, another Buddha palm condensed out, and was commanded by the Dragon Descending Arhat to attack the Seven Demon Saints.

"Break it to the old man!" A golden figure blocked in front of the Seven Demon Saints, and then only gold remained between heaven and earth.

One breath, perhaps after two breaths, the golden light between heaven and earth gradually dissipated, and the bald heads still stood in the clouds and the figure of Zhu Bajie in the sky was gone, only a nine-toothed nail rake dragging black gas, constantly corroded and assimilated by black gas fell in the air, shattering in the fall.

Eight precepts, with his life to block the blow of the Buddha's palm!

"Poof!" The golden figure standing in front of the Seven Demon Saints spat out blood, and his blood was also golden, because he was the only remaining dragon king in the world, the Dragon King of the South China Sea.

"Dragon King, are you going to make trouble too?" The Dragon Descending Arhat looked at the Dragon King who was vomiting blood at the moment with extremely disdainful eyes, but deep down in his heart he was secretly shocked: I didn't expect this old Dragon King to be able to block a Buddha palm!

The status of the dragon in the mythological system is actually not high, the emperor can still use the nine dragons to pull the chariot, not to mention the Buddha, and the dragon descending Arhat is in the name of "descending the dragon", what he is best at doing is already clear at a glance.

Descending the dragon, sure enough, it is still necessary to use the technique of descending the dragon to be more professional.

The Dragon Descending Arhat moved his muscles and bones, and the Arhat Great Array quickly moved towards the Dragon King with his instructions, and at the same time, another Buddha palm condensed out.

The big array shrouded the dragon king, and the Buddha's palm struck the demon saints.

"My brothers are dead. ”

The crisis was approaching, and the dragon king vomited blood while saying something that seemed extremely out of tune.

He was a dragon who was out of tune, and as the youngest brother of the Dragon King of the Four Seas, his brothers tolerated him, took care of him, and even died on his behalf.

"My treasures have been scattered. ”

Yes, there are countless treasures in the Dragon Palace, but after the time from last night to this morning has passed, the only thing he can take out to replenish Mo Ye's qi is a pot of ginseng oolong.

He has contributed all his treasures to the Seven Demon Saints, to the Seven Great Arrays, to the entire Demon Clan, and to countless beings who are struggling in the reincarnation tribulation but cannot survive or die.

"I've been seriously injured. ”

Fighting hard for the Buddha's supernatural powers, Bajie is still dead, and it is really not easy for the Dragon King to be seriously injured.

"But. ”

The dragon king raised his head, biting his lip and swallowing the blood.

He laughed, laughing for no reason, silently but making the Dragon-Descending Arhat tremble like thunder.

"I'm still curious to know how many Nyorai Divine Palms can be spelled by the fifth claw of my five-clawed golden dragon!"

After finishing speaking, the clothes on the dragon king's body were shattered, and he turned into his original form, a mighty golden dragon body nearly a thousand feet long, normal four claws, and a fifth claw hidden under his abdomen.

The dragon king greeted the Arhat array with the dragon's head, and the five claws greeted the Nyolai Divine Palm.

……

Under the Nine Shadows, Mo Ye's heart suddenly tightened, and the ball of water among the six 'stars' on the edge of the dantian spun sharply and reflexively.

"Something happened, the master is leaving! I'll go up and take a look, although the monkey pit is not shallow, but he is a monkey after all, I should help him!" Mo Xie had already stopped vomiting, his blackened face was already pale at the moment, and after one last bow to Yin Mountain, he used the technique of channeling darkness to return to the yang world.

At first glance, he saw a scene that made his eyes crack:

There was a thousand-zhang dragon lying in the sky, the dragon's head had been broken, and its four claws had been broken one by one, only a bulge in its abdomen grabbed a golden Buddha palm, and pulled it down from the clouds.

"Dragon King!"

Mo Xie was shocked and became furious.

He knew why he was alarmed, but he didn't understand why he was angry, and by the time he could react, he had rushed into the sky, rushing to the dragon's side at a speed he couldn't have believed.

However, at this time, the dragon was no longer alive, and those unobtrusive words could no longer be heard.

"You can't live by doing your own evil!" a bald head in the sky snapped.

Then he met a pair of red eyes.

"Ahh

Red eyes, fluttering hair, and white qi fluctuated on his body with his breath.

A sword appeared in Mo Ye's hand, no longer the white qi sword that Mo Ye was accustomed to, this sword was diametrically opposed to the peaceful and neutral qi sword in terms of color and shape.

It was a pitch-black sword, its blade uneven, its spine barbed, and its sword grid with an evil eye, and it was staring at the dragon-tattooed bald head as fiercely as its master.

No, this is no longer the previous Huolin Sword, after accepting the Great Evil King and being reforged, it has become even more evil, so evil that Mo Xie will have murderous intent in his heart as soon as he holds it, and it is precisely because of this that unless he is in a specific environment and faces a specific opponent, Mo Xie will not use it at all.

And now, Mo Ye's heart was full of killing intent.

"Hum~!" Before Mo Xie could urge the "Shock Sword", the Huolin Sword itself began to tremble, and when the white flame on Mo Ye's body wrapped the sword as a whole, it let out a murmur as if it was extremely excited.

"Blood. Mo Xie spat out a word.

"Blood!" Mo Xie roared out a word.

"Blood!" the heavens and the earth were filled with echoes, and the wind was full of the word.

The Dragon Descending Arhat seemed to see a sea of blood unfolding in front of his eyes, and in a hurry, he urged the spirit bead in his hand, and the two Buddha palm divine powers were released, covering Mo Ye's body in it.

Mo Xie did not dodge or dodge, let the Buddha's palm cover, he half-bowed his head, his nose looked at his heart, and his eyes looked at the sword.

His sword was pointed at the Dragon Descending Arhat.

"Wave!"

The Buddha's palms merged, and layers of golden ripples swung out from the Buddha's palms, and at the moment when the ripples were born, Mo Ye's figure disappeared.

He disappeared into the ripples.

No, he's hiding in the ripples!

"Blood!"

A true swordsman will not allow a sneak attack from behind, because a sword pierced from behind will not bring out brilliant blood flowers.

Mo Xie appeared in front of the Dragon Descending Arhat, and his sword pierced straight into the heart of the Dragon Descending Arhat.

The blood flowers bloomed, the fire lin drank the blood, and an additional demonic aura emanated from the sword.

Refreshing.