"The result?" The Bull Demon King asked.

"As a result, it is said that the son-in-law Jiuqi Snake fought with another king and Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun at the same time."

Speaking of this, the Jiao Demon King stopped talking, and had no intention of going on.

And the other five demon saints don't have the heart to explore, what else is there to explore, they will definitely die, and when the other king and Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun get serious, can they still escape?

These two, one somersault cloud churning, is 108,000 miles; The other Que Tingtianyan is that even the "somersault cloud" and the "seventy-two changes of the earth" can't escape the lock, what can he do?

As for the Jiuqi Orochi, the battle ......

If that son-in-law has this ability, what else does he need to do in that small place in Bibotan? has already hit the heavenly court and made a name for himself.

And the reason why the Jiao Demon King didn't say the following words was that the result of the Jiuqi Snake was not very beautiful, and he was afraid that it would cause a bad impact if he said it directly.

However, the tacit understanding of the other five demon saints could understand the meaning of the Jiao Demon King, but the many demon clans below who were listening to the conversation of the demon saints did not!

There is a demon Jiuqi big snake, and he actually has the strength to fight with the king of ten thousand demons and Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun at the same time......

Terrible!

Just thinking about that picture, many demon clans felt a burst of heaven and earth cracking, three-pointed two-edged knives across the sky, wishful golden hoop sticks swept the sky, and the Jiuqi Snake was entrenched on the earth and indifferently contemptuous, with one enemy and two.

At the beginning, many of the demon clans present also understood that the Jiuqi Great Snake might have been defeated in a battle that lasted for several days or even a whole month, but as this rumor spread more and more, the rumors became more and more exaggerated.

The son-in-law Dragon King Jiuqi Snake used his own strength to fight against the two great war gods in the Three Realms, Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, regardless of victory or defeat, and finally drifted away, hiding without a trace.

It is even rumored that this son-in-law Dragon King has been hiding himself in a low-key manner during his time in Bibo Pond, and has been a low-voiced and submissive waste for hundreds of years, and finally was deceived too much, so he acted angrily.

For a while, the demon clan with a son-in-law in the family couldn't help but turn back to their own son-in-law to ask and insult him, and even slapped him twice to see if he had been hiding many skills that had not been revealed.

And just as the six demon saints skipped the topic of Bibo Pond and were about to talk about the demon city far west, a golden light crossed the sky, rolling seven-colored clouds towards them at an indescribable speed.

"Grandma, a bear, the king is finally back......" The Lion Camel King, who was lazily lying on his stomach enjoying the unique thunder massage service of Jilei Mountain, came to his senses, raised his head slightly and said.

"Boom!"

The golden light accompanied by the seven-colored clouds pierced the thick dark clouds over the Thunder Mountain, and fell heavily on the top of the Thunder Mountain, filling the dust with gusts of dust.

"Hoo ......"

As the Peng Demon King shook his wings slightly, a gust of wind swept by, taking away all the dust, and also revealing the supreme treasure wearing gold armor, half-squatting on the top of the mountain, and the golden hoop stick was on his shoulder.

"Brothers......"

A smile appeared on the corner of Supreme Treasure's mouth, looking at the demon saint who was posing in various postures below, but at the same time slightly bowing his head, and the demon clan under Jilei Mountain, the voice suddenly resounded in the sky!

"Go with my grandson!"

In an instant, countless demon clans were boiling!

And as the Supreme Treasure's declaration sounded, the Flame Mountain, which existed behind the Thunder Mountain, spread for eight hundred miles, and the monstrous flames also parted a road to the west, and a small figure burning with a blazing three-flavored true fire faintly appeared.

……

On the other side, the small Leiyin Temple is located at the giant peak.

As the saying goes: it's easy to go up the mountain, but hard to go down!

After several days of sleeplessness, Tang Sanzang was finally about to return to the mountainside with the golden cymbal.

Tired......

Even if the weight of the golden cymbal was nothing to Tang Sanzang, just like an inflatable doll, but raising his hands for several days in a row really tired Tang Sanzang enough.

After all, Tang Sanzang was a human race, and he was subject to considerable physiological limitations, and if he maintained a posture for a long time, his body would eventually feel uncomfortable.

"Master, are you tired? Do you want to take a break? ”

At this moment, the monkey's concerned inquiry sounded in the golden cymbal.

In this regard, Tang Sanzang is used to it.

Everything, just as Tang Sanzang expected, the defensive ability of the monkey's vajra body was really incredible, even if he was trapped in the golden cymbal, completely isolated from the small world, he still couldn't hurt the monkey in the slightest.

Even...... Tang Sanzang was very skeptical, even if he swung his fist at the monkey with all his might, he really couldn't tell if he could kill him with one punch.

And the monkey trapped in the golden cymbal was relieved in just half a day, and even if it was not to the extent of getting out of the trap, it was able to speak freely.

Therefore...... In the past few days, Tang Sanzang's ears have been ringing with the care of monkeys, as if he is afraid that his master will be tired.

"Amitabha, Wukong, you also know the strength of the teacher, this little object is a little heavier, but you can still insist on it as a teacher."

Hearing Tang Sanzang shouting "heavy", the monkey trapped in the golden cymbal couldn't help but toss violently again, shaking the golden cymbal.

"Wukong, what are you doing?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"Master, you put the golden cymbal on the ground." The voice of a monkey could be faintly heard from within the golden cymbal.

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he was curious, so he put down the golden cymbal.

"Master, put it upside down, flip it, flip it."

It is true that there was a small world of Sumeru mustard seeds in the golden cymbal, but as Maitreya Buddha took the initiative to manipulate the Buddha gold to fix the monkey like amber, it was equivalent to taking the initiative to break the Sumeru mustard seeds.

Therefore, at this moment, Tang Sanzang let it go like this, but inadvertently let the monkey put it down with his head down and his feet facing the sky.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang turned over the golden cymbal, which was the size of the car, but similar on both sides and extremely similar in shape to a flying saucer, to the other side.

Then, in Tang Sanzang's somewhat surprised gaze, the golden cymbal in front of him slowly floated off the ground.

？！

Tang Sanzang.

Immediately afraid that this hand-free golden cymbal would take away his monkey, Tang Sanzang, who was in a hurry, instinctively wanted to reach out and grab it.

Terran ...... No matter how selfless you are, selfishness is inevitable after all.

Perhaps for Tang Sanzang, the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan has reached a level where he deserves extra attention, but his own monkey is obviously more important, how can he be allowed to be taken away by Jin Cymbal?

"Master, don't worry about ......"

At this moment, the voice of a monkey sounded in the golden cymbal, and said. "This is my grandson tossing a little bit of space in the golden cymbal, driving the somersault cloud, maybe the speed is a little slower, but it is not difficult to fly."