"Snort~"

Tear off a piece of flesh and blood with the monk's robe, hurriedly chew it twice and swallow it into his stomach. Feeling the instantaneous increase in the strength of the physical body, a heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Turning his head a little sluggishly, he whispered hoarsely: "Yinling, you also come over ......"

"Ah~ Elder!"

Before the silver horn who was picking up the magic weapon on the ground could reply, a roar full of grief and anger sounded outside the cave.

Zhu Bajie was extremely hateful, raised the nine-toothed nail rake and flew towards the golden horn: "Damn beast! My patriarch has obviously made a heavenly oath, why do you still do this! ”

"I'm not, I'm not, you're talking nonsense!"

As if he had been stung, the golden horn suddenly threw out the arm he was holding, and his face was pale and denied it again and again.

But how could the angry Zhu Bajie believe that the nine-toothed nail rake was attacking its vital point with raging flames.

Just when Silver Horn wanted to step forward to help, Black Wind and Sun Wukong, who were slightly behind, also rushed over.

Looking at the golden horn that was still dripping with blood on the side of his mouth, and then at the elder who had no breath in a pool of blood, Hei Feng's eyes were blood-red.

"Wow~ I'm going to tear you alive!"

In a fit of rage, the soft hairs around it exploded and slashed towards the golden horn like a beating flame.

is worthy of being a boy under the throne of the old monarch, and the golden horn is not inferior at all with one enemy and two enemies. And because his opponent was even stunned by anger, there were several times when he even took his life casually.

But knowing the horror of the people who learned the scriptures, he dared to have the slightest intention of fighting back. While parrying, he anxiously explained: "Listen to me, Tang Sanzang really wasn't killed by me!" ”

It's a pity that Zhu Bajie and Hei Feng couldn't listen to half a word, looking at the traces of blood and minced meat between their lips and teeth, the two of them felt more sad and angry.

"That ~ Great Sage, you shouldn't be as confused as them, right?"

Looking at Sun Wukong, who was standing quietly in front of him, without sorrow or joy, a flash of hope flashed in the eyes of the silver horn, and he asked with anticipation.

"Woo~haha~"

A string of strange sounds like crying and laughing came out of his throat, and the demonic energy around Sun Wukong's body rose, shaking the gravel in the cave.

"Die!"

Yinjiao wanted to explain a few more words, but he felt that the dazzling golden light flashed in the cave, and Sun Wukong had already killed with boundless murderous aura!

Although he rarely stepped out of the Tushi Palace, he had also heard of the murderous name of this demon sage, so he naturally didn't dare to be careless. With a wave of spiritual power around his body, he used his strength to raise his sword to block the strongest part of the golden light.

"When"

In the deafening exchange of weapons, the silver horn flew out far away with a scream. The sound of the boom knocked the hard rocks out of a deep pit close to the abbot, and barely removed the residual energy.

Ignoring the blood gushing from the tiger's mouth, he struggled hard to break away from the rocks. When he looked at Sun Wukong again, his eyes were full of horror.

The other party has already sealed the cultivation in the realm of human immortals, how can he still have such a strong power?!

If it is in its heyday, I am afraid that I will be like a treasure knife in my hand, and it will be cut into several pieces when the golden hoop stick is coming!

Seeing Sun Wukong smiling and pounced again, he knew that he was invincible, and he was so frightened that he trembled. Many coping methods came to mind in an instant, but then they were rejected one by one.

No, the gap is too big, and we will never be able to defeat it!

Just as he turned to flee, something in his tattered clothes shook with his movements. After sensing its shape slightly, the silver horn suddenly blessed his heart.

Quietly reaching into his arms, he looked into the distance with a shocked face and shouted: "Sun Wukong, you see that Tang Sanzang is not dead!" ”

"Huh?"

Sun Wukong was surprised, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction he was pointing. Before I could see it clearly, I felt that the heavens and the earth suddenly spun up, and when I came back to my senses, the original cave was gone, replaced by a small space that was white on all sides!

"Not good!"

Knowing that he had been fooled, his face couldn't help but change, and he picked up the golden hoop stick and smashed it towards the wall like white jade......

"Whew~ It's dangerous!"

Putting the seal of Taishang's own book on the cover, the silver horn who was lucky enough to escape let out a sigh of relief. Unable to deal with the injuries on his body, he took out the jade net bottle from his arms and after thinking for a while, he shouted at Zhu Bajie with repeated skills.

"Pig Wuneng, Sun Wukong has run away, what are you still desperately doing?"

Zhu Bajie turned his head suddenly when he heard the sound, and when he saw that there was no Monkey King in the cave, he roared sadly: "Impossible! How could the Great Sage ......"

Before he finished speaking, a glimmer of light flashed on the jade net bottle that caught the breath, and he put it into the bottle.

"Ahh

Seeing his companion being captured, Hei Feng roared in grief, and two lines of blood and tears flowed wantonly down his messy hair.

Knowing that the Great Sage was afraid that he had also suffered the same poisonous hand, the anger in his heart instantly turned into a desolation. After the red tassel spear in his hand flickered and forced the golden horn away, he turned around and fled towards the entrance of the cave, knowing that he was definitely not the opponent of the two demons.

Seeing this, Jin Jiao hesitated slightly, and pointed to the golden rope that fell beside Tang Sanzang and said, "Go!" ”

However, Hei Feng did not flee as he expected, but leaned down beside Tang Sanzang's corpse, and slapped his palms with raging flames.

"Even if I die, I can't let you two brutes insult the remains of the elders again!"

Like dry wood soaked in pine oil, Tang Sanzang's corpse ignited as soon as it came into contact with the flames. The spiritual power in his body that has not yet been dissipated, after the divine soul dissipates, not only does he no longer have the slightest defensive power, but has become the biggest accomplice to the combustion.

This is the monk's mouth of the body and death, as long as the Golden Immortal rank is not obtained, the body after death will no longer be as indestructible as it was in life. No matter what your identity is, everything will be empty after a little true spirit is separated from the body.

Everything happened too suddenly, and by the time the two demons reacted, the place where the original corpse was located was already white and clean.

Because even the ashes were lifted by the rising heat......

Reaching out in a daze, he caught a bit of ash floating in front of him, and the golden horn sat down on the ground with a limp.

It's really over this time......

Although the consequences of indirectly killing Tang Seng before were not small, as long as his true spirit and body were immortal, whether it was Buddhism or his own master, there were always some ways to remedy it.

However, after such a burn, unless the true body of his own master personally took action, Tang Sanzang would never have the slightest possibility of being reborn!

If you say that Buddhism may be able to look at the Lord before, give yourself and the silver horn a chance to reincarnate as a true spirit. But now that the plan of tens of thousands of years has been wiped out, let alone reincarnation in anger, I am afraid that it is a great luck to be able to destroy my soul on the spot......

"I'll kill you!"

The hard work did not reap the slightest benefit, but it caused such a monstrous disaster. The hateful Silver Horn raised his hands and condensed thousands of sharp blades towards the black wind.

The black wind, who was bound by the golden rope, was not afraid at all, and slowly closed his eyes after unwillingly glancing at the two demons.

Elder Heroic Spirit, don't go far, I'm here to accompany you......