Chapter 78: The painting style is still not right (special thanks to the old ghost god of Montenegro in "Plundering the Sky!")

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Yu Le watched in amazement as Sun Xiaoliu and Erlang God fought together, slamming their fists to the flesh.

What kind of immortal is Erlang Zhenjun, and he is called a brother and sister to the Great Sage, and he clearly knows that Xiaoliu is from Huaguo Mountain, and he is really like a junior?

Sun Xiaoliu's newborn hairy monkey is not afraid of tigers, and he will not hesitate to kill himself where his righteousness lies, except for the great sage, who has she ever seen in her eyes?

Yu Le's face twitched, he heard a muffled snort in his ears, and he only saw two phantoms in his eyes, where was his turn to get started.

Even the fist wind forced Yu Jie to retreat and lean straight against the pillars.

After about three to five minutes, the situation gradually became clearer.

Sun Xiaoliu may have enjoyed some kind of natural treasure, his body is strong and hard, his strength is great, and his speed is extremely fast.

In front of Erlang God, it is still dwarfed.

No matter how strong the body is, after all, where the age and level are placed, it is definitely far inferior to Zhenjun.

Judging from the sound of the fist, even if Xiao Liu's strength does not fall behind, at most it is between the two of them.

The problem is that the speed advantage is not good, Erlang God is extremely athletic, jumping up and down, moving east and west, tricky and fast.

The body moves out of thin air, it's just twisted and deformed, and the neck is still so flexible, and it bites when you open your mouth from time to time!

Wait, this style of painting is still wrong......

"Erlang Zhenjun! Lord Zhenjun, for the sake of the Great Sage's face! Xiaoliu is the junior of the Great Sage, and he is also your junior!" Yu Le was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he almost shouted out his throat, but he couldn't take a step forward.

I hope that Erlang Zhenjun can take into account the feelings of the Great Sage and the strength of the Great Sage, and just take a slight punishment as a lesson, and he will teach the neighbor's children a lesson. really beat Xiaoliu to death, his face must not look good, and the great sage will also ask for an explanation.

didn't think about it, after mentioning the Great Sage, he accidentally stopped, but Yu Le saw Erlang God's face hideous, and even protruded his sharp teeth!

I'm going to go!

Could it be that Erlang God and the Great Sage are also false to call themselves brothers?

Even so, Xiao Liu is in danger, and Erlang God will not be afraid of the Great Sage......

"Monkey King! Monkey King!" Yu Le's brain was boiling, and he finally bubbled up, and suddenly hugged the pillar and shouted.

Little Liu, hurry up and use the hair given by the Great Sage himself!

Whoever cares about Dalang Erlang, get him first!

Xiaoliu in front of her gave Yu Le one, and there were two more on the back of her neck......

Sun Xiaoliu became more and more courageous, but his situation was also getting worse, although he did not see blood, but his steps were also vain.

Or maybe her mind is not very clear, and her brain is not very good, Xiaoliu failed to listen to the reminder of Le......

Yu Legu must not be injured by the master's fist, so he leaned closer under the pressure, and continued to shout loudly to understand, "Monkey King!

Living up to Yu Le's expectations, Sun Xiaoliu finally understood the spirit, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, but he smiled hard at Yu Le, which meant "you stand back, step back a little".

Immediately, his right fist slammed into Erlang God, and his left hand wiped the back of his neck and took out the hair.

Of course, Erlang God also heard Yu Le's shouting, although he didn't know why, although he had the advantage, he was also more cautious, his body was more flexible, his means were more tricky, and the whole person was almost flying horizontally in mid-air, punching out from time to time, kicking out a kick, opening his mouth to bite it!

Sun Xiaoliu's regiment attacked, holding the hair in his fist, and tried every means to get close to Erlang God.

How easy is it to pat the hair on the back of Erlang God?

Sun Xiaoliu tossed and turned, always a few points behind, and when his fist approached Erlang God's back, Erlang God, who was in mid-air, had already twisted his waist and bit Sun Xiaoliu's arm!

"Woohoo!"

The cuffs of the official robe were torn off, and even if Sun Xiaoliu was not drenched in blood, he was fluffy......

The magic weapon of the Great Sage Master is also awkward, why does it have to be slapped on the back, can't you just throw it in the air?

I'm afraid Xiaoliu won't last long......

Why does Erlang God always bite when he opens his mouth, and he doesn't talk about the demeanor and discipline of the great god?

Yu Le's eyes were cracking, his mouth was dry, and suddenly there was a flash of inspiration.

When the two of them were fighting closer, Yu Le hugged the pillar tightly, aimed at Erlang God's head, and suddenly shouted, "Erlang Zhenjun is here! Erlang Zhenjun is here!"

Erlang God was obviously stunned, and looked up at the sky after landing on the ground.

Sun Xiaoliu has either been stunned, or it is also strange how to come to Erlang Zhenjun again?

She didn't shoot her hair, but looked up at the sky......

Yu Le looked at the sky helplessly.

Immediately, he shouted again, "Monkey King!"

I took the opportunity to slap Jiro God on the back!

Erlang God was not too happy at all, turned around and looked, and before he could express his disdain, he had already fallen to the ground with a "poof......

Yule Khan is like a spring.

The next moment, Yu Le was dumbfounded.

Michelin's Erlang God's body shape changes and shrinks, after all, the hair of the great sage is the hair of the great sage, the big is also by him, and the small is also by him, and he always tightens it.

"Wow, Wow, Wow!"

Erlang God shrank into a black pastoral dog in the blink of an eye......

Sun Xiaoliu looked at the pastoral dog in disbelief, but stepped on one foot without hesitation.

I've been fighting with a dog for a long time?

If you don't meet, who knows if the other party is a dog?

"It turned out to be a dog spirit!" Sun Xiaoliu stepped on the neck of the pastoral dog.

"It's the Roaring Sky Dog, the divine beast of Erlang Zhenjun's family. Yu Le sighed, a wry smile on his face.

Monkey men and women who can't be beaten to death must depend on the owner to beat the monkey......

The Howling Sky Dog has actually been reminded many times in person, not to mention the painting style of the frisbee that appears.

Sun Xiaoliu is ignorant, where would Yu Le have thought that a dog could become a human and become so handsome......

Yu Le had doubts before, but he just felt that this Erlang God was not in the right state.

Suddenly, he stopped drinking, no matter whether Erlang God is true or not, he will always be affected, right?

No, the Howling Sky Dog has become the appearance of Erlang God!

You're so naughty, does your master know?

"Little Liu, save some face!" Yu Le smiled bitterly and reminded Sun Xiaoliu.

"It turned out to be this thin dog!" Sun Xiaoliu Monkey stared at him, and once again reminded Yu Le to pay attention to the camp, "When he bit the Great Sage, did he save some face?"

She didn't mention the beating she had just received.

No matter how much you are beaten, it is not as important as the face of the Great Sage.

"What was left, what was left. Yu Le went to drag Xiao Liu, and Xiao Liu finally got away and raised his noble feet.

Yu Le looked back and thought about it, although the emotions of the roaring dog were easily excited, they were also on par with Sun Xiaoliu, and the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang.

And he didn't have much malice in the first place, he just wanted to be arrogant and play a prestige.

During the fight, the roaring dog was quite ruthless, but it did not kill him.

That is, it bites you the most, but it doesn't bite you to death.

"Dirty!" the whistling dog curled up on the ground and could not move, but it could still speak, and it was a newly learned term.

It seems that he still wants to have a sip, but it doesn't work.

"The thin dog that can't be killed!" Sun Xiaoliu was about to kick down when he heard it, but Yu Le hurriedly stopped, "Save some face for Erlang Zhenjun." ”

"The Great Sage will talk to Erlang God!" Sun Xiaoliu understood at this time.

That's right, no matter whether it's a monkey or a dog, both are subordinates and juniors of others.

The puppy went to find trouble with the little monkey, but it was overturned by the little monkey, how much face does the old dog have to find the old monkey?

It's serious for the old dog to beat the puppy one after another!

Well, Jiro Zhenjun is not a dog......

PS: Thank you for the generous reward from the "naïve and dumb" classmates!