Nether, Jindou Mountain.

At this moment, this basin is like a pocket because of its overall shape, but it is full of water from the heavenly river.

Tang Sanzang retreated to the nearest mountain under the protection of Ao Yu, staring at the water of the Tianhe River below, which seemed to have two giant beasts fighting under the surface of the water.

"Moo!!"

Suddenly, a slightly mournful voice echoed in the Jindou Mountain, and then slowly subsided.

And a golden armored figure also slowly rose from the water of the Tianhe, holding the Shangbaoqin golden rake in one hand, and grabbing the right foot of the green bull spirit with the other hand and lifting it upside down.

A drop of Tianhe water, which weighed like a thousand pounds, slowly slid down the face and corners of the clothes of the golden-armored god of war, and dripped back into the water, a little embarrassed, but also full of majesty, looking at Tang Sanzang on the top of the mountain, he suddenly sighed in his heart.

"The eight precepts of the poor monk's family, I didn't expect it to come out."

"Dang!"

As Bajie's whole person completely appeared on the surface of the water, the Baoqin Golden Rake in his palm struck the water of the Tianhe River as hard as if it were hitting the ground.

Tang Sanzang, who was far away, seemed to see Zhu Bajie's mouth move slightly, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Then, I saw the Baoqin gold rake in Zhu Bajie's hand turned in the palm of his hand, pointing in the direction where the sand monk was.

Suddenly, that drop of water had a thousand pounds of Tianhe water rushing up to the sky and facing the sand monk.

"Jade Bottle!" Looking at the sand monk who seemed to be stunned, Tang Sanzang immediately reminded him softly.

When Sha Seng heard this, the whole person was shocked, and he hurriedly raised the mouth of the jade net bottle in his hand and aimed it at the Tianhe water that swept away.

For a while, it was like a river flowing into the sea, and the water of the Tianhe River, which almost flooded Jindou Mountain into a lake, was poured into the Yujing bottle, and there was not a drop left.

As the last drop of Tianhe water poured into the jade net bottle, Sha Seng hurriedly flattened the jade net bottle and carefully held it in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, Tang Sanzang seemed to remember something and asked. "Apprentice, the red boy benefactor is still in the jade bottle, and he won't ......"

"Master, rest assured......"

In this regard, Sha Seng was quite clear and explained. "There is a mustard seed space hidden in this jade bottle, and the place where the red child benefactor stays is not connected to the place where the water of the Tianhe River is contained, so there is no need to worry."

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly, and was about to say something when out of the corner of his eye suddenly saw a golden light flashing in the direction of Bajie......

In an instant, as Tang Sanzang's eyes turned slightly, time seemed to slow down much.

A thing shaped like a bracelet was thrown from the dying green cow spirit towards the Bajie head with his back to him, the brilliance was faint, but its momentum was extremely amazing, so that an extremely bad feeling rose from Tang Sanzang's spiritual platform.

Eight precepts...... Will die......

If he was hit by this bracelet, Bajie was likely to die on the spot.

Tang Sanzang inexplicably appeared in his consciousness with such a judgment, and his body moved at the same time.

"Boom!"

Sha Seng only felt that his eyes were flowering, and the master with a compassionate and peaceful expression in front of him disappeared, except for a roar as if the sky had collapsed echoed in his ears, and the mountain under his feet seemed to collapse in an instant, and suddenly lost his foothold and fell.

From Zhu Bajie's vision, it was an instant effort, and the hill where the master was standing collapsed...... It was in an instant, as if it had been shattered by some terrible existence in an instant.

"Teacher......"

Just as Zhu Bajie's heart tightened and he wanted to shout, a sense of crisis derived from the spirit platform suddenly rose, so that Zhu Bajie instinctively looked down at the green cow spirit.

Suddenly, a familiar golden bracelet hit him.

"King Kong Taka ?!!"

Hidden deep in the Tushi Palace, and always with the green cow essence of the green cow essence, Zhu Bajie did not recognize it, but this was often carried by Taishang Laojun, and used it to sneak attack the magic weapon used by Brother Monkey who fought with Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, but Zhu Bajie was instantly recognized.

However, even if the Shangbaoqin Golden Rake in Zhu Bajie's hand moved with his mind and quickly resisted the Vajra Zhuo, it was already too late.

"Dang!"

A heavy knock suddenly sounded!

Just like the monkey in the peak state of the year, he was hit by this King Kong Zhuo, and he lost his ability to fight on the spot, his soul was shocked, and he was captured alive under the dissipation of his mana.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie Tianling, who had regained the state of "Marshal Tianpeng Zhenjun", received such a blow, and was instantly dispersed by the "mediation and creation" supernatural power, and returned to its original appearance from the state of the golden armor god of war, and fell to the ground softly.

And King Kong Zhuo stayed in mid-air for a moment, and with the palm of the green cow essence, which was almost shattered under the pressure of the immeasurable water of the heavenly river, the King Kong Zhuo fell towards Zhu Bajie who fell to the ground again.

Fitting Zhu Bajie returned to the state of "Four Sages of the North Pole - Marshal of Tianpeng Zhenjun", only to barely suffer the knock of this inconspicuous King Kong Zhuo, and now it fell like this, Zhu Bajie's mung bean-big eyes subconsciously widened, knowing that he would definitely die.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie was not as like in previous lives, full of remorse and grief of "amorous hatred since ancient times, this hatred is endless" before he died, but he was a little concerned about the safety of his master, and couldn't help but complain about the monkey in his heart......

"The one who killed that day, the plague Bi Ma Wen, your grandfather pig was not there when he needed you......"

"No matter what, old pig, I don't know as much as such a little Bi Ma Wen."

At the end, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but murmur the second half of the words.

However, with the spit out of that half of the words, Zhu Bajie's eyes flickered, but he felt that a white shadow appeared in front of him in front of him, blocking the King Kong Zhuo.

When he saw the familiar and shiny back of his head, Zhu Bajie's mind, which had been knocked a little confused, instantly sobered up and exclaimed.

"Master?!"

"Ding!"

In Zhu Bajie's slightly constricted eyes, the King Kong Zhuo hit Tang Sanzang's head squarely, and a crisp impact echoed in Jindou Mountain.

And Tang Sanzang, in the midst of Zhu Bajie's eyes, fell straight back and slowly fell into his arms.

"Master??!!

In Zhu Bajie's disbelief, as well as extremely sad and indignant exclamation, a voice full of extreme anger and despair suddenly sounded from above the sky.

"No !!!"

"Roar, ah, ah......"

The roar, the roar, was like a beast struggling in the abyss of despair.

"Boom!"

A figure quickly descended from the sky and landed in front of Zhu Bajie, half of the tiger skin scarf hanging behind his back, and a line of small characters and a small piece of strange pattern could be vaguely seen.