If someone is on the official road at this time, they may be able to see a figure flash over the official road, leaving a series of footprints on the ground that are several feet away. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This figure was naturally Tang Sanzang, who had just come out of the ground of Qianliu City, and the torch was put away by him, fortunately, the bright moon in the sky was empty, and even if he hit the stone, the stone would collapse, so he crashed into Wanshou Mountain in an extremely strong posture.

Returning to the big pit in Wuzhuang Temple again, Tang Sanzang carefully identified the direction, corresponding to the location of the colorless altar he had just remembered, but he didn't find any five-color altar in that position.

He was also mentally prepared for this, after all, they had been here before, and they didn't find any five-colored altars.

Tang Sanzang took out the torch again and lit it, and walked to the big pit, the big pit in the dark was even more terrifying, it seemed that even the moonlight could not penetrate this depth, the pit was so dark that nothing could be seen.

Tang Sanzang held the torch in one hand and a wrist-thick stick that had just been folded on the road in the other, exhaled lightly, and jumped down directly.

The wind in his ears was blowing, Tang Sanzang held the torch firmly in one hand, his eyes were firmly fixed on the wall, and when a big hole about one zhang high appeared in his sight, the stick held in his right hand was half-inserted into the stone wall, and his body shook into the cave.

The walls of the cave are hard, and although they are a mixture of stone and earth, they look as if they have been crushed by great force, and they are as hard as stones.

Tang Sanzang was vaguely uneasy in his heart, this situation had also appeared in Huang Fengling at the beginning, but this time it was even stronger, although this feeling was a little mysterious, he was indeed a little nervous.

No matter how powerful Sun Wukong and Zhu Tianpeng were back then, but now their strength can't be compared to back then, listening to the meaning of Mei Jiesi's words, I'm afraid there are some unusual things.

Walking briskly inward with a torch, the cave stretched out crookedly, and if there was no five-colored altar here, then I am afraid there would not be a second five-colored altar in the world that could teleport there.

Three thousand years have passed, and if the altar has not been destroyed by the latecomers, it is most likely that it is underground, and the position should not have changed much.

Tang Sanzang didn't run forward according to the passage, but slammed forward in a straight way, whether it was a hard stone or a solid earth, he directly smashed it.

That location was not far from the ginseng fruit tree pit, so when Tang Sanzang crashed through the three passages, he finally crashed into a confined space with a radius of more than ten zhang and a height of more than one zhang.

Tang Sanzang casually slapped away the dirt and gravel on the robe, took out the torch and re-lit it, illuminating the surrounding space.

A five-colored altar with a square circle of one zhang appeared in the center, not even a trace of dust was contaminated, and the crystal jade reflected the five-colored light in the firelight.

Tang Sanzang looked around, confirming that there should be no prohibitions and formations here, and slowly walked towards the five-color altar, the golden phoenix stone was already in his hand, but he didn't know if this formation could still be activated.

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At the same time, in the great city that was still shrouded in darkness.

The battle continued, but it was no longer the same street corner it used to be, and a huge stone monument was already looming in the distance.

The seemingly endless skeleton soldiers were still climbing up from the ground, and thick black mist swirled in midair, like a poisonous snake ready to rush up and bite at any moment.

Sun Wukong wielded a golden hoop stick that was a foot long, and as long as he rubbed it, those skeleton soldiers immediately turned into pieces.

However, at this time, Sun Wukong's breath was already a little urgent, and the golden hoop stick in his hand was still strong, but it was obviously much slower than before.

The two skeleton generals rode skeleton horses and rushed towards Sun Wukong at the same time, Sun Wukong smashed down with a stick, but was blocked by the spear of the rung, and the other skeleton general roared and stabbed Sun Wukong in the heart.

"Fixed!" At this moment, Sha Wanjing pinched the tip with both hands, and pointed at the black spear that stabbed at Sun Wukong, and a small blue shield immediately appeared in front of the spear, and the momentum of the spear suddenly decreased, and it stopped temporarily.

Sun Wukong took the opportunity to withdraw the golden hoop stick, and swept it across the head of the skeleton general who rushed to him, directly smashing him into a headless horseman.

"Third Senior Sister be careful!" Ao Xiaobai, who was holding the flying dragon staff in both hands, looked at a ghost spirit that flew behind Sha Wanjing, and couldn't help but exclaim, not far away, a black unicorn dragon rolled among the skeleton soldiers, and the dragon's tail fell one by one.

Sha Wanjing, whose face was full of exhaustion, turned her head slightly stunned to look, the ghost with a pair of black fleshy wings was less than half a foot away from her, her rotten ugly face and a pair of cloudy eyes stared at her, saliva dripped on the ground and immediately corroded a small pit, and both hands like chicken claws had sharp claws half a foot long, which grabbed directly at Sha Wanjing's face.

Sha Wanjing, who had just cast the spell, had no time to react, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

"Get out of here!" At this moment, a coquettish reprimand came, and a nail rake with a blue and silver glow slammed into the birdman ghost, the sharp nail penetrated his body, and fell to the ground with a thud, and the thick flames instantly wrapped the ghost.

The ghost struggled and roared violently, and as soon as the fire on the nine-toothed nail rake was closed, the cold air was released, directly freezing the still struggling ghost into ice.

And at this moment, a black shadow suddenly swept behind Zhu Tianpeng, and the sharp claws tore through her clothes, directly hooking a deep hole in her back, and blood gushed out.

Zhu Tianpeng staggered forward, but she didn't fall, her fingers were raised, and a small six-pointed star formation appeared on the ground where she was standing before, and the silver light just shrouded the sneaking ghost spirit, and the silver light was like a silver thread, binding the ghost spirit.

However, the binding ability of these silver threads is obviously limited, and they have begun to break inch by inch under the struggle of the ghosts, and will soon be broken.

But it was too late, the nine-foot nail rake landed on his head, and directly nailed him into the ground, the flames and frost instantly submerged him, and when the nine-foot nail rake was lifted again, it had already turned into ice chips.

"Xiaobai, let Da Hei come back!" Sun Wukong, who smashed the last skeleton general with a stick, fell to Ao Xiaobai's side, and the golden hoop stick in his hand slammed into the ground, directly smashing a skeleton soldier who had just climbed up from the ground.

"Hmm!" Ao Xiaobai responded, the golden light on the flying dragon staff in his hand flashed, and the black dragon that was rolling among the skeleton soldiers let out a dragon groan, and flew back to everyone's side, its huge body coiled together, surrounding everyone in the middle, as if a wall had been erected.

At this moment, a terrible roar came from a distance, and the skeleton soldiers and ghost fog that were rushing towards everyone frantically began to retreat, but this time the retreat did not retreat far, but pulled the encirclement hundreds of feet away, still surrounding everyone.