Chapter 77: Sun Wukong is accepted into a vase by the Golden Horn King

"Master......" Sun Wukong immediately greeted.

"Master, why did you come back alone?" Zhu Bajie asked.

The sand monk and the dragon turtle also looked over.

At this time, dawn has passed, and a trace of fish belly white has appeared in the sky.

Tang Seng didn't answer, he noticed the data information in his mind at this time, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and at this time his data became:

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[Host: Tang Seng]

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[Skills: Good Guy Spell, Burst Fireball, Thor's Ball, Teleportation Magical Power, Haoran Technique, Immobilization Technique]

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【Occupation: Famous Teacher】

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At this time, Tang Seng's data has not changed much, but there is an additional "profession".

"I'm going to be a teacher from now on?"

Tang Seng raised his eyebrows: "It's not bad, I like innocent female students...... Ahem......"

He glanced at the doubts that flashed in the eyes of several apprentices around him, hurriedly coughed dryly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the nine-ring tin staff that was originally placed in the immortal realm instantly appeared in his hand, and then he slammed it to the ground.

"Buzz!"

An invisible ripple spread out, sweeping over a radius of thousands of meters, and all the creatures within this range who had cultivated below level 20 all felt their souls tremble, and they couldn't help but lie down and crawl to the ground.

"Let's go!"

Tang Seng jumped up and landed on the back of the dragon turtle.

"The next stop should be Pingdingshan, right? Be careful this time, the treasure vases of the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King, as well as the nine-tailed fox's bundle of immortal ropes......

Tang Seng muttered secretly, thinking about countermeasures.

The fairy rope is much stronger than the demon rope, as long as you chant a spell, you can automatically bind the enemy, it is difficult to break free, even if you change the size of your body, you can't escape.

There are only four masters and apprentices left in the scripture learning team this time, and of course, with the addition of the mount Xiaobailong, those immortals should have nothing to say now.

The sky gradually brightened, and the red sun rose from behind, illuminating the shadows of Tang monks and apprentices for a long time, and the warm sunlight sprinkled all over the earth.

"Save people...... Help me......"

When Tang Seng and his party walked into a stone mountain, they suddenly heard a faint shout.

"Master, there are people. Sun Wukong's ears moved and said.

"Someone is crying for help, Master. Zhu Bajie also heard it.

"This barren mountain and wilderness, it can't be a monster, right?" said Sha Seng in a low voice.

"Where did you get so many monsters?" Zhu Bajie said.

"Last time, you said that the white bone spirit was not a monster. "The sand monk is weak.

"Lao Sha, what do you think this is?" Zhu Bajie walked up to Sha Seng, put his fist in front of Sha Seng's eyes, and asked in a low voice.

Sha Seng hurriedly ran behind Sun Wukong: "Senior brother, second senior brother bullied me." ”

"Bajie, look, this ...... What is it?" Sun Wukong raised a foot and kicked Zhu Bajie over.

Zhu Bajie rolled around a few times and ate a mouthful of mud.

"Master, this dead monkey kicked me. Zhu Bajie ran to Tang Seng to complain.

Tang Seng turned a blind eye to the fight between the three brothers, he picked up the nine-ring tin staff with a serious expression, and said, "Keep going, in the direction of that shout." ”

"Yes. Little White Dragon, keep up. Sun Wukong continued to open the way in front.

Zhu Bajie suddenly complained angrily and followed, holding a nine-tooth nail rake in one hand, one foot light and one foot heavy.

"Click...... A hard stone was torn apart by his light foot, showing that he was in a bad mood.

"Save ......"

The faint voice came again, although it was far away, it still reached the ears of Tang Seng and the others.

Tang Seng suddenly sneered in his heart, this pretending is too fake, the voice can travel so far, fools know that they are not ordinary people, and they don't know whether Tang Seng is a big idiot or a big fool, they will be fooled like this!

After advancing another two hundred meters, Tang Seng finally saw the person asking for help, it was a very old man, his face was full of wrinkles, his feet were pressed by a thousand-pound boulder, lying on the ground, looking painful.

Tang Seng had already taken out his Heavenly Dao glasses and put them on, and saw the old man's information at a glance:

Silver Horn King, level twenty-nine.

Seeing this information, the corners of Tang Seng's mouth suddenly hooked up with an inexplicable smile.

The Silver Horn King is not as strong as he imagined, and it is estimated that the reason why he can threaten Sun Wukong is because of the two treasure bottles.

"Elders, please help me......"

When the old man saw Tang Seng and the others, he hurriedly shouted, his voice a little louder, but still weak.

A golden flame flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and without waiting for Tang Seng to speak, he sneered: "Old man, what are you doing here?"

The old man's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of panic that was difficult to detect.

"Senior brother, you don't suspect that he is a monster again, do you? Master, you see, this old man's leg was crushed by a big stone, how pitiful. Zhu Bajie said, going to move the stone away.

"Eight precepts, let the teacher come. Tang Seng hurriedly walked towards the old man first.

"Senior brother, you see, Master knows right from wrong, unlike some people, who say that everyone they meet is a monster. Zhu Bajie said proudly.

However, this time Sun Wukong did not refute, because he had already seen Tang Seng's ability and didn't think Tang Seng would mess around.

I saw Tang Seng walk to the old man's side, glanced at the thousand catties of boulder that pressed the old man's legs, and said: "Old man, you bear with it, the poor monk will smash this stone." ”

"Okay, thank you, Elder, Elder is such a good person. The old man was immediately grateful.

"Master is so kind. Sha Seng also sighed.

"Amitabha. Tang Seng smiled compassionately, raised the nine-ring tin staff, took a deep breath, and slammed it down.

But he didn't hit a stone, but the old man's head.

"Elder, you ......" The old man's face changed drastically, and when he realized what had happened, he couldn't hide anymore.

"Bang!!!!"

With a loud bang, the old man who was unprepared was directly smashed to the point that his head was cracked, and his brains burst out.

Because he was worried about being detected, the Silver Horn King sealed all the demonic power in his body, and there was no fluctuation of demonic power, making him look similar to ordinary people, that is, his physique was a little stronger.

So much so that Tang Seng, who cultivated to many small levels lower than him, could smash him to death with a rod.

"Master, you ......," Zhu Bajie exclaimed.

Sha Seng was also stunned, didn't the master save people?

"Second Brother ......"

A deafening roar came from the top of the mountain, and then a strong man covered in golden light rushed down from the top of the mountain: "Monk Tang, this king is going to kill you!"

"Golden Horn King......

Tang Seng exclaimed, the level of this Golden Horn King had reached level forty-five, which was stronger than Zhu Bajie.

When the Golden Horn King saw the tragic death of the Silver Horn King, he lost his mind and killed Tang Seng angrily.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Sun Wukong flashed in front of Tang Zeng and hit the Golden Horn King with a stick.

"Boom ......"

The King of the Golden Horn flew upside down and smashed into the mountains behind him.

"Boom ......"

A rocky mountain hundreds of meters high was directly split apart, as fragile as tofu dregs, and boulders flew in all directions, like cannonballs.

"Roaring ......"

The King of the Golden Horn roared: "Damn, return my second brother !!"

"Ahem, sorry, my hand slipped. Tang Seng sneered.

"Hand slipped?"

"Hand slipped......"

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng were both sluggish.

"Hand slipped? haha......haha

Sun Wukong couldn't stand up straight with a smile.

"Monkey King !!" suddenly the King of the Golden Horn roared.

"What do you ask Grandpa Sun to do?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"It's not good...... Tang Seng's face changed drastically, because he saw a white jade-like treasure bottle appear in the hand of the Golden Horn King.

Sure enough, the next moment, a terrifying suction force appeared, enveloping Sun Wukong.

"Ah...... Master ......" Sun Wukong was shocked, his body shrank rapidly, and he was taken in by the treasure bottle.