And at this moment, on the Yellow Wind Cave, the Lingji Bodhisattva standing on the lotus flower reflected the wisps of Buddha light behind him, holding the "Dingfeng Pearl" in one hand and looking down at the Yellow Wind King below with an indifferent face, and the other hand was holding the flying dragon staff, chanting some mantra silently in his mouth.

"Go!"

As Lingji Bodhisattva threw the flying dragon staff in his hand, he immediately burst into golden light in mid-air, and conjured up an eight-clawed golden dragon and tore towards the Yellow Wind King below.

It must be known that even if the current Heavenly Court is the master, the car of the Great Heavenly Venerable Jade Emperor is only a five-clawed golden dragon pulling a cart, but the eight-clawed golden dragon has long been extinct between heaven and earth.

Terrible coercion!

In the face of this ancient desolate divine beast, the Yellow Wind King was as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and the "Samadhi Divine Wind" was broken by the "Dingfeng Pearl", and for a while he was stuck in place, as motionless as a lamb to be slaughtered.

Seeing that the eight-clawed golden dragon was about to capture the Yellow Wind King in his hands, the eyes of the Lingji Bodhisattva in mid-air couldn't help but show a trace of joy.

The merit is in hand!

Although I don't know what means the monkey has to overcome this "samadhi divine wind" that is enough to make the gods and Buddhas sad, and he does not take the initiative to go to the Little Sumeru Mountain to ask for help, but he only needs to capture the Yellow Wind King and bring it back to the Spirit Mountain, Lingji Bodhisattva understands that the merit of the Yellow Wind King will be rewarded by himself.

Wonderful!

However, at this moment, a purple light flashed, and a fairy sword slammed into the eight-clawed golden dragon with lightning speed, and grabbed the dragon claw of the Yellow Wind King.

"Ding!"

For a moment, purple light and golden light flashed in mid-air.

The eight-clawed golden dragon let out a dragon groan resounded all around, and rose into the air again, the pair of colorless dragon eyes staring stiffly downward.

And the purple sword of the fairy sword was a whirlwind, falling into a white tender and soft vessel.

"Zixia?!" The Yellow Wind King turned his head to look, only to find that Zi Xia, who was holding the Purple Green Immortal Sword, was standing not far away with an awe-inspiring face. "Why are you still here? Hurry up. ”

It must be known that the faint yellow wind that has always been wrapped around the mid-air of the Yellow Wind Ridge is the warning method left by the Yellow Wind King.

Among the many Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in the Western Heavens, King Huangfeng knows very well that his natural nemesis is the Lingji Bodhisattva who has the Wind Bead and the Flying Dragon Staff, so in order to guard against the Lingji Bodhisattva, the King of the Yellow Wind has always left a wisp of "Samadhi Divine Wind" in the realm of the Yellow Wind Ridge.

If the "Wind Bead" appeared in the Yellow Wind Ridge Realm, the Yellow Wind King would be the first to know about it and have plenty of time to escape from here.

However, knowing that the current master did not need to protect himself, King Huangfeng was depressed, but he had no idea of escaping.

Perhaps for the Yellow Wind King, there are only two places in the world, next to the master, or not by the master's side.

In this case, it doesn't matter if the Yellow Wind King stays in the Yellow Wind Ridge, or is captured and returned to the Spirit Mountain to be disposed of by the Buddhas.

Therefore, the Yellow Wind King let Zixia flee for her life as soon as she noticed the arrival of Lingji Bodhisattva, and she could be regarded as her escape to delay for a while.

It's just that what King Huangfeng didn't expect was that Zixia actually turned back again.

"Zixia, aren't you still going to find your sweetheart? Rubbing what? Hurry up? King Huang Feng's spirit was shocked, and he roared angrily at Zixia and said.

"What are you kidding?" Zixia, who was confused by the Yellow Wind King, glared at the Yellow Wind King angrily and shouted. "Let's escape from the Lingshan together, I don't mean to let you suffer on my behalf."

"Idiot, this king has fulfilled his wish in the lower realm this time, so it doesn't matter, you idiot hasn't yet."

King Huang Feng's heart was moved and angry, but he also had no intention of being killed, and stood up with the three-strand steel fork that was on the verge of shattering, and the mana that had absorbed a large amount of Sun and Moon Divine Lamp Oil was surging again.

"Heh, it's also a friendship of hundreds of years, Hugh is going to underestimate me, Huang Feng." Zixia pursed her mouth, and between her footsteps, she joined together again with Huang Feng, who was not lightly injured.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Lingji Bodhisattva in mid-air smiled slightly and said lightly. I'm still worried about how to find your wick for my Buddha, and since you're here, it's easy to do. ”

As Lingji Bodhisattva's words fell, the eight-clawed golden dragon figure in the mid-air moved again, and the terrifying dragon body once again fell towards the Yellow Wind King and Zixia.

With one claw, the wind and clouds moved, and with a terrifying divine might, they grabbed directly at the Yellow Wind King and Zixia.

Immediately, the Yellow Wind King and Zixia each held three steel forks and the Purple Green Immortal Sword to face off against the eight-clawed golden dragon that carried the mighty gods.

However, how terrifying is the existence of the eight-clawed golden dragon?

Even in the ancient flood period, it was also a first-class divine beast, even if it was refined into the Flying Dragon Staff, it couldn't use its supernatural powers, and its brutal physique alone was far from being able to compete with the Yellow Wind King and Zixia.

What's more, in the presence of the "Dingfeng Bead", the Yellow Wind King lost the "Samadhi Divine Wind" on which he relied for his survival, and his combat power was not one out of ten.

Even with the cover of Zixia, the Yellow Wind King could be said to be in danger under the claws of the eight-clawed golden dragon.

"Not good!"

This kind of situation, even Zixia, who is not rich in combat experience, understands that it is extremely bad.

Immediately, Zixia and the Yellow Wind King retreated while fighting, retreating into a mountain col, and then Zixia gave Huang Feng a look.

The two sides had been intersecting for hundreds of years, and the Yellow Wind King instantly understood what Zixia meant, and without hesitation, he broke away from the battle circle and threw himself towards the ground of that mountain pass.

As the true appearance of the yellow-haired mouse, digging holes and escaping can be described as an instinctive talent, and this is also where he and Zixia are alive.

However......

"Wow!"

The land that used to be as free to travel as the surface of the water to the yellow wind is now as hard as iron.

"Evil beast, do you think I won't guard against you?"

Lingji Bodhisattva, who stood on the lotus flower and slowly followed, pointed to the ground with one hand, pinched a magic trick with the other, and smiled faintly. "More than ten miles of land near here have been fixed, but your ability to make holes is of little use."

And without the Yellow Wind King to share the pressure, Zixia, who was fighting against the eight-clawed golden dragon alone, was powerless, and was thrown by the tail of the eight-clawed golden dragon, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "bang", and suddenly felt that the mana in her body was blown away.

Immediately, the eight-clawed golden dragon pinched Zixia in the dragon's claw with an easy probe claw.

"Good, one!" Lingji Bodhisattva glanced at Zixia and said with a faint smile. "Huang Feng, I'm still missing you, come on."

Immediately after, the eight-clawed golden dragon let out a dragon groan again, and probed its claws towards the Yellow Wind King below, intending to capture him.