The White Bone Spirit was defeated and seriously injured, but she still had the ability to escape death with her ability. But she has been stubbornly resisting, as if she is forcing him to be ruthless.

Such a single-minded fight made Sun Wukong very angry, and the monsters he encountered were all greedy for life and afraid of death, greedy and evil, even if he became a maggot, he had to survive in this world.

He had never seen a youkai march towards the flames like moths that didn't care about life or death.

That posture of fighting hard, waving his arms on the verge of death, the moment of burning himself is more dazzling than anything else.

Sun Wukong looked at the face in front of him, and in a long-dusty corner of his mind, a familiar figure seemed to flash.

More than 500 years ago, he crossed the ocean, climbed the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou, and learned the skills of reaching the heavens and the earth, and he went for eleven years.

In the boring process of cultivation, he encountered a small white-boned female corpse, and she always looked simple and ignorant in his memory.

How could such a little monster survive in such a demonic world until now, she should have been eaten by the big monster a long time ago.

Sun Wukong fantasized like this, in the past few hundred years, he has never remembered Bai Jingjing at the beginning, he hopes that Bai Jingjing is dead.

It shouldn't be, the cruel and violent appearance in front of him.

However, even if she is Bai Jingjing, Sun Wukong will not be soft-hearted.

Because he has already come out of the red dust and entered the Buddhism, the past in this life and the world, love and hatred have nothing to do with him......

Just when he was about to make a quick decision and get rid of this white bone spirit, for a moment, the ground shook and fell from the top of his head at any time.

The roof of the cave is crumbling, and it looks like the place won't last long, and it may collapse at any moment.

When Sun Wukong's final blow was about to hit the white bone spirit, the master Tang Sanzang suddenly rushed out of the corner and happened to see this scene.

"Wukong, stop!"

Tang Sanzang's order, he had to listen. Because every time he didn't listen to his master's orders, he was tormented by the curse and rolled on the ground, and he didn't want to bear that feeling anymore.

Heaven and earth, in the Three Realms, no matter what Daluo Immortals, or what demons and monsters, he will not be worried when he faces it.

However, I am afraid of this tight spell.

Sun Wukong withdrew the Ruyi golden hoop stick, and the white bone spirit was still so badly injured that it was difficult to stand up on the ground.

He dodged the white bone elf's idiotic gaze at him, as if he had crossed time and space, and she was looking at the others behind him.

That kind of look made him very uncomfortable, Sun Wukong was born from the moment, no matter where he was, he would become the focus of many people's eyes in an instant.

The gaze is adoring, envious, disgusting, contemptuous, mocking...... However, there was never a single person who made him uncomfortable in his sight.

This feeling is like being bitten by an ant, itchy, but not painful, but it doesn't feel the same as usual, inexplicably uncomfortable, and even a little anxious.

After nearly a thousand years of life, Sun Wukong encountered such a situation for the first time, so he subconsciously chose to escape.

He turned his head and asked Master Xiang anxiously, in fact, as soon as the question came out, he already knew the answer.

"Master, are you alright?"

Tang Sanzang stood not far away, clean and clean, completely free of panic and exhaustion from being plundered.

"I'm fine—"

Before Tang Sanzang's words were finished, he suddenly stopped abruptly because he was attacked.

In Sun Wukong's fiery eyes, there was a glittering golden fire in his bright golden eyes.

He didn't expect that there would be a yellow finch behind this cave. Watching the tiger-faced goblin leave traces of beast claws on the master's body, the bones in Sun Wukong's body gurgled.

The pair of demons of the White Tiger Spirit and the White Bone Spirit endanger the world and do many evils, and it is difficult to escape the blame for all deaths.

Even if the master wants to be confused and show kindness, he will do the right thing for heaven and solve these two evils.

"White Tiger Spirit, I advise you to let my master go as soon as possible, but if he loses a single hair, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

"Hahahaha, Sun Wukong, you are too arrogant, are you the king of beasts when I am a soft persimmon? Tang monk meat, I am determined to win, you are less bluffing! ”

It has not been a short time for the White Tiger Spirit to dominate one side, and naturally has confident capital and proud skills.

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, didn't say much nonsense, lifted the Ruyi golden hoop stick and rushed forward, and his anger ran through Changhong.

The White Tiger Spirit brought a lot of his subordinates, and surrounded Tang Sanzang and the White Bone Spirit, so the White Tiger Spirit stepped forward to meet the battle with confidence.

The strength of the White Tiger Essence is indeed extraordinary, and compared to the White Bone Essence of Fang Cai, it is nothing to the past.

But even so, Sun Wukong surrendered to him.

The little monsters stared at the battle in front of them, their eyes didn't dare to blink, the battlefield of the two was changing rapidly, superb, and reaching the peak, which was completely unattainable for them to reach the end.

Huge rocks are constantly falling overhead, and once they fall, it is a huge pit. However, they were completely unaffected, and they still went back and forth, but it could be seen that the white tiger spirit quickly fell below.

can take over a few sticks from the Monkey King who made havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then. The White Tiger Essence's cultivation in the past few hundred years has also been fruitful, and it has not been in vain.

However, goblins are goblins, and they never challenge squarely, but only make some sneaky little tricks.

For them, the process is not important, the result is important.

Therefore, just as Sun Wukong gathered his strength and slapped the white tiger spirit back to its original form with a stick, the sound of his master Tang Sanzang suddenly came from his muffled voice.

Those little goblins were actually cruel to him, and a few blood marks appeared on Tang Sanzang's white face, and bright red blood flowed down his delicate skin.

In the dry and stuffy cave, a sweet blood breath suddenly diffused around.

All the monsters immediately showed a greedy and bloodthirsty expression, and it is said that eating the Tang monk meat that can live forever is right in front of you, and it is within reach.

No monster could withstand such a big temptation, including the White Tiger Spirit.

"Despicable!"

Sun Wukong took a bite and looked impatient.

The White Tiger Spirit knows that his strength is insufficient, even if all the little brothers rush up, it will be difficult to defeat Sun Wukong alone.

So, he narrowed his cunning and glowing eyes slightly, showed a malicious smile, and said: "Your master is still in my hands now, you better not act rashly, otherwise my junior brothers will accidentally let Master Sanzang lose arms and legs, it will not be good." ”

Sun Wukong watched them gradually evacuate outward, but as the white tiger spirit said, the master has fine skin and tender meat, a mortal, if he is injured somewhere, the consequences will be unimaginable.

He watched the rolling rocks on the ground, looked up at the roof of the cave, and suddenly had a plan.

"Raushzi, Hugh is going to be rampant, eat my grandson!"

Sun Wukong jumped up, and suddenly rose a few feet into the air, and the golden Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand instantly became several times larger, like the top of a thousand catties, and pressed down.

As soon as the white tiger spirit turned around, the shining golden hoop rod refracted a dazzling light and hit its eyes, and its reaction was suddenly dull for a moment.

This sturdy stick is unavoidable, half of the white tiger spirit is unconscious, and the surrounding demons are dead and injured, and they are scattered.

At this moment, after this blow, the entire cave finally could no longer hold on.

When the white tiger spirit fell to the ground, he looked up and saw an identical Monkey King at the top of the cave, constantly destroying the pillars that supported the cave.

It turned out that when Sun Wukong attacked it, he released his clone and attacked the cave at the same time.

As a result, the cave was destroyed, the mountain collapsed, and the monsters were unable to save their own lives, so they had no time to take care of themselves. Whoever will keep holding on to Tang Seng will have a much greater chance of rescuing Tang Sanzang.

In this way, the jade is burned, and the fish die and the net is broken, which is really very the style of the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then.

This mountain, the mountain is huge, the stone slabs are heavy, once the cave is destroyed, not to mention the beasts in the mountain, among which the monsters are difficult to escape.

It is very likely that it will be born after death on the battlefield, and this time, it is careless.

It's too regrettable to die for no reason like this, there are three, one is to pay a mistake to trust the white bone spirit; the second is that the Tang monk meat that reached the mouth still flew; The third is to become a lonely soul under the stick of Sun Wukong.

Even if it is dead, it will take one to Huangquan together, so that it will not be lonely on the way.

The white tiger spirit bit his lip and tongue, and the blood immediately stained a large area of his chest, and he endured the severe pain and roared: "Ah-"

Sun Wukong looked at it in shock, the white tiger spirit actually cut off his two arms, plus a white tiger tail, from his body.

It was all going so fast that no one had time to react, and one of the arms swept in the wind.

Sharp claws cut through the air, making a sharp sound that was terrifying.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong reacted in time, and in an instant, he dodged the tiger's claws.

The white tiger spirit's arm was instantly embedded in the cave wall, and it was deeply immersed in it, and the boulder under its claws became shattered, raising huge dust.

Sun Wukong hurriedly looked in the direction of Tang Sanzang, the heavy smoke and dust slowly dispersed, and the master stood behind another identical Sun Wukong.

He finally put his mind at ease, fortunately he didn't get rid of the doppelganger technique, otherwise with a mortal body like a master, I am afraid that he would have already been crushed.

It's just that Sun Wukong didn't expect that the White Tiger Spirit would have such a big grievance in the end, and he would want to die together in such a way.

After this, the cave collapsed, and the mountain collapsed, and there were only a second or two left.

Sun Wukong immediately did not hesitate, picked up Tang Sanzang and rushed out without looking back.

There were countless dying and struggling demons on the road, some of whom had already been smashed to death by boulders, and some were still dying, begging bitterly.

Sun Wukong ignored it at all, until he passed by the white bone spirit that was tightly wrapped around the white tiger tail......