"The peach blossoms are everywhere, not a single inch of grass grows, the money falls, and the head is not guaranteed. ”

At this moment, a woman sounded in the sky, and pieces of peach blossoms fluttered and fell, and suddenly there was something strange in the heavy ghost encirclement. The several encirclements thousands of meters away from the royal family and the hundred officials suddenly stood still, as if time had been frozen.

The army of ghosts that were blocked for a while also stagnated, blocking them to panic.

The six-eared macaque slowly raised its head, smiled like a mouthful, spit out a mouthful of golden flames, danced a few stick flowers, and slowly stopped on the ground, staring at the falling beauty for a long time.

"I didn't expect you all to be alive. The six-eared macaque seemed to be smiling, gritting its teeth and gently exhaling the golden flame, staring intently at the woman into a trance, and couldn't help but say in a trance.

At this moment, the petals were suddenly as sharp as sword blades, flying wildly like flying knives, flashing crimson light, drawing slender knife marks like light, and cutting wounds on the still ghost. Unbelievably, those ghosts were dismantled into pieces, and one by one the ghosts were scattered everywhere and everywhere.

Spring Thirty Niang fluttered down, dressed in black armor and purple, holding a blue sky sword, like a cold and blue sword fairy. She has a peugeot melon seed face; the bridge of her nose is high, very beautiful, her eyes are like starry eyes, but they hide a deep coldness; her Danfeng eyes, slightly drunk with crimson makeup, lips like rose, like peach blossom dyed red, she is graceful, heroic, and a little cold.

Suddenly, she slowly turned around and stared at the six-eared macaque, her eyes moist, as if she had a thousand words. is quiet and stubborn like an iceberg beauty.

At this moment, the army of ghosts that had been surrounded by him made a comeback, and they rushed forward one after another, like greedy hungry beasts.

"Hmm-"

The six-eared macaque snorted and walked away, twisted his head unruly, exhaled lightly, and raised his hand slightly.

The army of ghosts seemed to have received some kind of order, and the swarm of hungry wolves came to an abrupt halt, motionless like corroded statues.

The surviving people and officials were in shock, huddled tightly together, looking at the tragic corpses everywhere and not daring to move, as if they had witnessed an end of the world, draining their souls at once, and turning them into a dead body.

"Great Master, who is this woman!" said the Lingyu Emperor, whose face was pale, clutching his chest, and languishing.

"Wechen doesn't know, Wechen has never seen or heard of it. The great master wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, slowly lowered his scepter, and said with a faint breath.

The Lingyu Emperor shook his head slightly, smiled without smiling, kicked a big breath, and said bitterly: "Now, the disciples and elders of the Three-Star Palace of the Inclined Moon are all trapped in the array, and the second disciple of the palace does not know where they are, and the prince and the real person are far away on the Great Wall of Desperation, I never thought that there would be someone here at this time!"

"I'm afraid it's useless to come!" said the Great Master nervously.

"Female benefactor, who are you, are you here to save us?" Jiang Liu'er was overjoyed, struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gasped and asked impatiently.

"Little Zen Master, could it be that you are Jiang Liu'er?" Chun Thirty Niang carefully examined Jiang Liu'er, couldn't help asking, slowly walked to Jiang Liu'er's eyes, and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect that you monks, you monks, can't believe in gods and Buddhas, turn into Zen masters, specialize in sitting meditation, self-cultivation, thousands of years, or the left female donor and the right female donor." Little Zen Master, do you remember that you were once a monk of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Tang Sanzang!"

"Who the hell is Tang Sanzang, why didn't Master tell me that there is still a monk?" Jiang Liu'er blinked Shui Ling's big eyes, covered his small chest, and said thoughtfully.

"Don't ask long questions, you're running out of time here. The six-eared macaque bared its teeth, spat out a mouthful of golden flames, and said with a sly smile.

Chun Sanniang snorted, quickly turned around, stared at the six-eared macaque, the contradictions that had been silent for thousands of years were intertwined again, she couldn't help but raise the blue sky sword angrily, her eyes were slightly wet, and she pointed at the six-eared macaque and said coldly: "Hmph-stinky monkey, it's really you!"

The six-eared macaque smiled like a smile, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled and ran aground in a choked silence, and couldn't help shaking his head, and the whole person slowly faded away from his hideous appearance.

A burst of sparks, like clouds and smoke, ethereal walked away in front of the six-eared macaque. The handsome face, like a young man, was a little gloomy in the coldness, as if he said with emotion: "Hmph, it's me, the six-eared macaque, it's been ten thousand years of vicissitudes in a blink of an eye, we finally meet again, do you know where Zixia is?"

Chun Thirty Niang took a long breath, tears fell silently, her face was full of stubbornness, her eyes were cold, and she scolded angrily: "Stinky monkey, you have hurt the three of us so miserably, thousands of years, to this day you still can't control yourself, I didn't expect to meet again, the first person you asked was her." ”

"Hmph, we didn't have a choice back then, we couldn't love you if we wore a hoop, and how could we save you if we didn't wear a hoop. The six-eared macaque smiled bitterly and sighed.

"Hmph—you hateful amorous stinky monkey!" Chun Thirty Niang snorted lightly and said angrily.

"Hmph, you say I'm amorous, who told me to have compassion for you?" The six-eared macaque smiled bitterly, slowly walked towards Chun Sanniang, stared at Chun Sanniang and asked, "Then you call this stinky monkey, are you calling me or are you calling him?"

"Hmph, whether it's a six-eared macaque, or Sun Wukong, for the sake of Jingjing and Master, I must kill you, a stinky monkey, and I'll punish you for your second heart today!"

"Hahahaha-you really want to kill me?" The six-eared macaque laughed like a madman, and walked slowly towards Chun Sanniang unhurriedly, smashing the end of the golden hoop stick with boredom, while staring at Chun Sanniang and asking, "What's the matter, I'm also a six-eared macaque, can I leave a little memory?"

"If you want to stay, keep your head!" said Chun Thirty Niang with more and more resentment.

The six-eared macaque came to the eyes of Chun Thirty Niang, without saying a word, took the golden hoop stick, held the Bitian Sword tightly, against his chest, smiled and said: "If you really want to kill me, then hurry up and come here, in this world, only you can hold the Bitian Sword and point it at my heart like this, if it is someone else, I will let him be wiped out." But there is one thing, why can't you remember, I am a six-eared macaque, not the Monkey King. ”

"Hmph, hum, and rhetoric, stinky monkey, I want your life. Chun Thirty Niang snorted and sneered, gritted her teeth fiercely, drew the Bitian Sword with tears, and gasped angrily.

Blood immediately splattered to the ground, and a deep wound was cut in the six-eared macaque's hand.

The six-eared macaque didn't know the slightest pain, and the wound emitted a little green fluorescence, and it healed at once, leaving no trace. He just slowly withdrew his hand and looked at his hand as if he had lost his soul.

"What!" said Chun Sanniang in surprise.

"Ahh