When that void reappeared, but there was only Bodhi alone, all the people in heaven and on earth who paid attention to this place were stunned.

After a long silence, the first person to speak was Black Spirit, a disciple of the Demon Ancestor.

He pointed his finger and scolded angrily, "Old thing, where is my master? ”

"Dead."

Bodhi replied nonchalantly.

The result is these two words that are light and light, so that the whole audience frys.

"W-What? What did he just say? ”

"The Demon Ancestor is dead? How can it be?! ”

"Old thing, you don't want to talk nonsense, the Demon Ancestor is invincible, how can he die?"

The Tang Dynasty soldiers are questioning, and the Western Heavenly Army is absolutely unbelieving.

Bodhi replied lightly: "From the day Rulai died, the Demon Ancestor in your mouth has already died. ”

"Old thing, you fart!"

The Black Spirit cursed.

When Bodhi heard this, he glared at him angrily, and scolded back: "You little rabbit cub love to believe it or not, I said that if he is dead, he is dead, and I don't accept myself to find him!" ”

"You!"

The black spirit was speechless, and then his face was gloomy, and he shouted, "Where is the master? ”

No one responded.

"Where is the master?"

He asked again, but no one answered.

The black spirit felt a little uneasy in his heart, because he couldn't feel the existence of that monstrous demonic aura, and after thinking of the scene where the Demon Ancestor said thank you to a middle-aged monk before, his face became more and more ugly.

"Isn't it you, what the hell did you do? What magic weapon did you put my master into? If so, I advise you to release my master as soon as possible, otherwise, I will break you into pieces!" ”

After not feeling the existence of the Demon Ancestor, the black spirit could only throw all his doubts at this old man.

Bodhi rolled his eyes and said: "Little guy, I'm not joking with you, the Demon Ancestor is indeed dead, if you are an acquaintance, take the army of the West Heaven, go back and forth from where, and repent well in the future, otherwise, without the Demon Ancestor, you dare to turn the waves again, but you will cause trouble for yourself." ”

"You don't want to talk nonsense, old thing, let me tell you, we came here from the west to kill all the people in the world, even if the master is not there, we will uphold his will and kill all the way!"

"Okay, that's up to you."

Bodhi shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then ran behind King Tang in a somersault cloud.

There is no way, his 90,000 years of cultivation were given to Sun Wukong, and now he, according to the system's level algorithm, is only forty levels, which is really not enough for the black spirit to have a finger.

Seeing him fleeing, Hei Ling's face became more and more gloomy, and he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, he directly waved his hand and said, "The whole army listens to the order, continue to kill me, and the Demon Ancestor will come later!" ”

"Kill!"

Hearing this, the Western Heaven Demon Monk and the monster launched an offensive again.

Seeing this, King Tang also shouted loudly: "Kill!" ”

The Datang soldiers suddenly rushed out.

The battle began again, but because both sides had no blades, the number of deaths in this battle was much lower than before, but the intensity of the battle was no less than half of the previous one.

Tang Wang looked at this old man who couldn't be named, but could talk to the Demon Ancestor, and with a hint of respect, asked, "Dare to ask the old immortal, is the Demon Ancestor really dead?" ”

"Really, don't worry."

Bodhi nodded.

When King Tang heard this, his face couldn't help but feel a little lighter, although the Western Heaven Army was strong, what really made them invincible was because of the existence of the Demon Ancestor, but now that the Demon Ancestor was gone, he with his luck naturally had no worries.

Although most of the Qi Luck Divine Dragon was consumed, it was still not a problem to support him to deal with the black spirit.

Bodhi had no intention of participating in the war, nor did he have the leisure to watch the battle, so he drove directly to the palace and found the seriously injured Chen Li.

Bai Gujing and the others were beside Chen Li, going back and forth, anxious.

Chang'e is refining medicine.

After seeing Bodhi coming, Chang'e's face suddenly swelled with excitement, she stepped forward without hesitation, knelt down regardless of the identity of the fairy, and said: "Ask Patriarch Bodhi to help save my husband!" ”

"Bodhi, Bodhi? The Subodhi of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain? ”

After hearing Chang'e's name to the old man, the white bone spirit was stunned on the spot, the name of Bodhi Patriarch can be described as thunderous to her, but it is a pity that she has always been unheard of.

But in fact, she actually saw Bodhi once, but that time Bodhi was pretending to be an abbot, so now that she saw it, she didn't recognize it, and Bodhi didn't explain.

After knowing the name of the old man in front of them, Bai Gujing and Shui Qingling did not hesitate too much, they both puffed and knelt down with Chang'e.

The two said in unison and sincerely: "Ask Patriarch Bodhi to save my husband!" ”

Bodhi smiled, "Get up, this kid has a big life, and he can't die." ”

"But he's hurt like this......"

Shui Qingling cried and pointed to Chen Li, who had half of his body sunken on the bed and his bones shattered.

Bodhi rolled his eyes, "This injury is nothing to him, you just leave him alone, let him sleep for a few days, and ensure that he can be alive again." ”

"This ...... This is not a small injury, Patriarch Bodhi, you should be merciful and help him, I will not forget your great kindness! ”

The white bone spirit is pitiful, and he only thinks that the Bodhi Patriarch said this because he didn't want to help.

Seeing them like this, Bodhi was also speechless for a while, and finally took out a small bottle from his body in pain, and said: "Hey, I said that he can recover on his own, but you don't believe it, just give him this last pill, you get up." ”

"Really? Thank you, thank you, Ancestor! ”

Shui Qingling took the vial in his hand, and after thanking him repeatedly, he opened the mouth of the bottle, and a soothing smell instantly filled the entire room, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it permeated the entire palace.

Bodhi grinned in distress, this elixir is the top elixir refined by Taishang Laojun, it is said that in addition to all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures, a small amount of fountain of life is also added, and the scarcity and preciousness are not exaggerated to describe it as difficult to find in the world.

He took out all such treasures, and Chang'e and the others had nothing to say.

……

Outside Chang'an, the war continues.

Without the Demon Ancestor, the combat power of the Western Heaven Army has obviously dropped a lot, on the contrary, the Tang Dynasty soldiers are all brave and extraordinary, and they have the momentum of countering the Demon Army.

And the changes in the battle situation in Chang'an were naturally seen by the gods of the heavenly court.

The Jade Emperor, who has always shown full confidence in strategizing, was also disrupted by the sudden disappearance of the Demon Ancestor, but he still made a decision in the fastest time, and let the Heavenly Court army rush to Chang'an and carry out a feat of killing demons and destroying demons to save the world.

Of course, he himself did not personally conquer, and like the Western Heavenly Army, he did not believe that the Demon Ancestor would die silently, and after some careful consideration, he decided that the Demon Ancestor wanted to ambush him.

(End of chapter)