Although this monk who fell from the sky did not have the slightest mana fluctuation, it gave Xing Fang an invisible sense of oppression, which had not appeared for many years, which made him very unhappy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two white flames dancing under the black robe stared at the Sumeru bead in his hand, and glanced at Mace on the opposite side of the altar by the way, the original evenly matched situation was broken because of the appearance of this monk.

Although those foreign women had some hands, they were useless now, Xing Fang looked at Tang Sanzang and said coldly: "Take that thing to me, and I'll let you go." ”

Tang Sanzang turned around, glanced down at the dim yellow ball in his hand, and threw it back casually, "Xiaobai, take your toy." ”

"Yes, Master." Ao Xiaobai answered, reached out and caught the Sumeru bead, and held it firmly in his hand.

"This is my child's toy, why do you ask me for it? I don't want to take an ugly monster like you as an apprentice. Tang Sanzang continued to roll up his sleeve on the other side, and looked at the black-robed man with a calm smile, "Moreover, you bullied my apprentice, and I have already decided to kill you, so what do you want this thing for?" ”

"You're looking for death!" Xing Fang was furious, and the black qi on his body rose up, conjuring up a huge ghost three feet high, a pair of black fleshy wings slowly stirred, with two fangs several feet long on his hideous face, and two long red horns on his forehead, which was quite terrifying.

"This friend, you seem to have a familiar aura on you, if you are an old man, can you hand over the Sumeru bead to you?" At this time, Mace, who was standing on the side, spoke up, his voice was warm, his smile was kind, he looked like a personable boy, and glanced at Xing Fang as he spoke, "If you can, I can help you solve him on your behalf." ”

"Master, that white ghost is not a good thing, you can't believe his words." Zhu Tianpeng said loudly, a little disdainful: "He has been watching us before and wants us to die." ”

"I know someone who looks exactly like you, and I thought he was quite perverted, but now it seems that he is still a pretty good person." Tang Sanzang turned his head to look at the silver-haired young man, raised his eyebrows slightly, and took out a white jade plaque from his arms, and as soon as he held it in his palm, the jade plaque turned into white dust, "I don't care who the one in the underground migration city is, and it doesn't matter who you are, I will never be a friend to a person with three swords." ”

"Very good, it looks like you met him." Mace looked at the white crumbs slowly falling from Tang Sanzang's hand, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and his eyes looked at Sun Wukong and the others pointedly, "It's not a wise choice to provoke him and me at the same time here. ”

A white phantom slowly coalesced behind Mace, and a white birdman appeared behind him, his face not hideous, but exactly like him.

Thousands of skeleton soldiers had stopped fighting after the black and white ghosts appeared, and retreated to both sides of the altar, surrounding the altar heavily.

And on the outskirts, dots of blue fire filled all the places where people could stand, and at first glance, it seemed that the sky was full of stars, and there were tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands.

With the altar as the dividing line, the ghosts on both sides looked at the huge black and white ghosts and gods with reverence, and the coercion emanating from them made them fearful, and their eyes became fanatical.

Because they have turned into ghosts, they have been preserved, and thousands of years of silence have erased most of their desires and thoughts as human beings, and they no longer even remember communication, but hatred is like a seed that has taken root and sprouted, growing over the thousands of years, and becoming the meaning of their continued existence.

And the tall black figure promised them that he would lead them back to their place and find what belonged to them.

As for the ghosts behind Mace, their expressions are just as fiery, and it is the powerful figure that has guarded them for thousands of years that they can continue to survive here quietly and peacefully.

Although there is hatred in death, it is also a good destination to continue to live in this way, people do not live for a hundred years, and they have lived here for thousands of years, maybe they can live alone, what better result is this.

"Really?" Tang Sanzang looked at Mace, didn't seem to see the restless ghosts on the periphery, put down the hand on his sleeve, shook his head and said: "It's not up to you to decide whether the choice is right or wrong, it seems that you are not a carver, and I don't want to come to find the city lord so that the people of Qianliu City can leave, then I will also go to Qianliu City and grab you out of his body." ”

"Bald donkey, die!" Xing Fang shouted angrily, the black birdman's wings fanned, and dozens of arrows condensed by black qi flew towards everyone on the altar, not only at Tang Sanzang, but also covering Sun Wukong and the others who were standing behind him.

The group of ghosts watched this scene and roared in unison, although the monk on the stage made a huge movement when he fell, but in their eyes he was just a mortal with a very strong yang energy. Such a mortal is a good thing to tonic, if you can get a piece of the pie, maybe you will be able to break through, many ghosts have shown covetous eyes, just waiting for the monk to be killed by the ghost emperor, to be able to drink a little soup.

The faces of the people on the altar also changed slightly, in order to block an arrow before, Sha Wanjing had exhausted the last trace of mana, how could they block the black arrows coming from the sky.

"Be careful!" Sun Wukong looked at Xiang Luoxi, Sha Wanjing and Zhu Tianpeng, struggling to stand up, but the injuries on his body were too serious to get up at all.

"Shameless!" The ice blue lotus in Zhu Tianpeng's hand was about to condense, and his hands were lit on the lotus like lightning, and he still couldn't pull out his hand to resist and defend.

"Master will definitely be able to ......" Ao Xiaobai looked at Tang Sanzang's back blankly, his eyes full of trust.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Tang Sanzang said softly, his fingers were on the slipknot of the robe, the light red robe had already fallen into his hand, it suddenly straightened with a snap, and with a flick of his arm, the dozen or so black arrows that shot at him, Sun Wukong and Ao Xiaobai seemed to hit the meat grinder, and were directly twisted into pieces by the rotating clothes.

Then his figure retreated backwards and landed in front of Luo Xi and Sha Wanjing, and with a wave of his robe, more than a dozen black arrows broke off, and none of them leaked out of his hand.

finally fell in front of Zhu Tianpeng, reached out and held the last arrow that flew towards the door in front of her, and stopped three inches in front of her forehead, the tail of the arrow trembled slightly, and she still couldn't move forward a bit.

"Master, sooner or later, you will lose the ...... of my apprentice" Zhu Tianpeng looked at the arrow that turned into black qi in Tang Sanzang's hand and dissipated, and said with a serious expression.