However, all of a sudden, whether it was the Yellow Wind King on the ground, or the Lingji Bodhisattva in mid-air, or even the eight-clawed golden dragon with the dragon's eyes without the slightest brilliance, they all had a strange feeling.

The air became viscous.

In the next moment, white light shone on the earth, and a transparent fist suddenly blasted towards the eight-clawed golden dragon from a distance.

In an instant, the eight-clawed golden dragon flew straight away, the golden dragon scales sprinkled down the Yellow Wind Ridge, and the tragic dragon roared, and the eight-clawed golden dragon clutched the dragon claw that was holding Zixia was directly broken, and it swirled heavily with the golden dragon blood and slowly disappeared.

And Zixia, who was held by the terrifying power of the eight-clawed golden dragon and almost fell into a coma, suddenly felt loosened, and the whole person fell downward.

Just when Zixia was about to condense some mana to maintain a state of stagnation, she suddenly felt the back of her neck tighten, and she was half-hung in the air by something holding her collar.

Miscellaneous...... What's the situation?

Subconsciously, Zixia turned her head sideways with difficulty, and looked behind her with the help of the corner of her eye, but between her eyes, it was like a perfect muscle line, and the white dragon pattern that was lifelike on it, as if it could take off at any time.

And when Zixia wanted to look up again, she was blocked by the white light, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see the true face hidden under the white light.

Lingji Bodhisattva, who stepped on the lotus flower in the sky, looked at the mysterious person who was ** and his true face was hidden under the unknown white light, and his eyes couldn't help but condense slightly, while mobilizing the mana poured into the flying dragon staff to repair the injury of the eight-clawed golden dragon, while holding a palm on his face peacefully, he performed a Buddha ceremony.

"Amitabha, good, good, I am the Lingji Bodhisattva under the seat of my Buddha Rulai in the West Heaven Great Leiyin Temple, and I was ordered to come to subdue the Yellow Wind King and the Zixia Fairy who escaped from the Lingshan, who is coming? Why are you holding me back? ”

Tang Sanzang, who shrouded himself in the "Light of the Righteous Path", heard this, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

At least Lingji Bodhisattva's reaction can be regarded as a proof that to the extent of the eight bodhisattvas of Buddhism, he does not have the ability to see through the "light of the righteous path", and he only needs to hide his good behavior habits and external characteristics, and there should be no danger of revealing his identity.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang changed his usual peaceful and compassionate manner, and his mouth hidden in the "Light of the Righteous Path" opened lightly, and he said in a cold and indifferent tone.

"Buddhism is like the sea, I can't calm ......"

"Lingji Daoyou, you can call me "Fahai" or "Difficult to Peace". ”

Lingji Bodhisattva frowned vaguely, "Fahai"? "Difficult to settle"?

One is like the Dharma name of Buddhism, and the other is like the Taoist Dharma name, but there is no such person in the memory of Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Amitabha, it is difficult to calm the Taoist friends, please also hand over the Zixia Fairy in your hand to me, so that I can go back to Lingshan to return the decree to my Buddha Rulai, otherwise my Buddha Rulai blames it, but I can't afford it, please make it convenient, if there is a fate in the future, it is difficult to calm the Taoist friends can go to Xiaosumeru Mountain to find me to discuss."

When Lingji Bodhisattva said this, Tang Sanzang glanced down at Zixia, and then raised his arm, but he threw her in the direction of the Yellow Wind King, ignoring Lingji Bodhisattva's extremely ugly face.

"Fellow Daoist, what does this mean?"

"That's what I mean!" Tang Sanzang's footsteps moved slightly, and the white dragon tattoo behind him moved faintly, and he went straight towards the Lingji Bodhisattva above his head, and said in a cold tone.

"This matter involves the Great Tribulation, as well as the cause and effect of my Great Sect, do Daoists really want to get involved in it?" Lingji Bodhisattva did not expect such a situation, and opened his mouth to remind.

"That's right, that's what I mean, Lingji Daoist friends can come to calm my mind and follow your heart."

Since he decided to do it, Tang Sanzang did not have any intention of retreating, and at this moment he entered the "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon State", making up for the biggest shortcoming of ordinary people, Tang Sanzang also intended to try what the level of the eight Bodhisattvas under the Buddha of the West Heaven was.

The words left by the Golden Cicada King of the Yellow Wind were all to warn Tang Sanzang, and Tang Sanzang was also faintly prepared to oppose the West Heaven in the future, so it was also a good choice to take this opportunity to test.

And the Yellow Wind King below looked at Tang Sanzang and Lingji Bodhisattva facing each other in the sky, and while breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, he also planned to find an opportunity to help Tang Sanzang.

However, Zixia, who landed on the ground, did not hesitate to gently tug the Yellow Wind King and said. "Let's go, Yellow Wind."

"......"

Before Huang Feng could finish speaking, Zixia made a vague look, signaled Huang Feng not to speak, and then quietly drew a pattern on the back of Huang Feng's hand.

Huang Feng, who immediately understood what Zixia meant, widened his eyes and subconsciously exclaimed. "Golden ......"

"Shut up, go!"

However, Zixia directly blocked the mouth of the Yellow Wind King with the Ziqing Immortal Sword Scabbard, and dragged him straight towards the outside world.

As the Yellow Wind King and Zixia moved, the Lingji Bodhisattva's eyes in the sky narrowed slightly, and the fingers holding the magic trick pointed forward, and the eight-clawed golden dragon that was already intact roared, and the fierce body chased towards the Yellow Wind King and Zixia.

And Tang San's body moved, stepping into the air, directly blocking in front of the eight-clawed golden dragon.

Immediately, the magic trick in Lingji Bodhisattva's hand changed, and the eight-clawed golden dragon mixed with golden light was magnificent, and an invincible terrifying aura was revealed, and the speed did not decrease but increased, and it slammed towards Tang Sanzang like a drill.

"Crackling ......"

As Tang Sanzang's fists clenched, the sound of bones rubbing that made people subconsciously sore, suddenly sounded in this heaven and earth.

One punch, close the ...... Charge ......

Go out!!!

"Boom !!"

An unprecedented collision appeared in mid-air, obviously a collision between flesh, but the sound and momentum were comparable to two mountain ranges colliding together.

If there is no fixed wind bead to stabilize the surroundings, I am afraid that the air waves that collide with each other may cause a large number of cliffs to collapse.

And as the aftermath of the crash that resounded through the heavens and the earth subsided, the wailing dragon groans echoed between the heavens and the earth.

The divine beast that once crisscrossed the ancient flood era, under this blow, half of its body was directly bombarded into nothingness.

However, the eight-clawed golden dragon that the flying dragon scepter turned into was not a living creature in a sense, and with the solemn face of the Lingji Bodhisattva instilling a large amount of mana into it, the eight-clawed golden dragon repaired the damage almost in an instant, and once again moved towards Tang Sanzang to bite it.

At the same time, Lingji Bodhisattva flipped the palm of his other hand, pinched more than a dozen magic tricks in a row, and then pushed forward with one palm, and countless changes followed, turning into a golden Buddha palm hundreds of meters high towards Tang Sanzang.

If you look closely, there are a large number of lotus flowers hidden in the hundreds of meters high golden Buddha palm, and each lotus flower seems to have Arhat monks chanting Buddha.