The eighteenth palm: accumulate virtue and do good, yellow wind monster
The demon king frowned when he heard this, and asked at the colorful tiger on the side, "Tiger Pioneer, have you been eating people again recently?" ”
The tiger bared his teeth and said, "Well, I didn't hold back two days ago, and I ate one by the way." But he was just a mortal, how could he have friends from the dragon clan? ”
The demon king slapped the table heavily: "How many times have you said it, although we are demons, we also have to accumulate merit to maintain the peace of the party, so that we can achieve positive results in the future, why don't you listen?" ”
The Tiger Pioneer scratched his head and said curiously: "King, we mortal fetuses with no foundation can be used as mounts and pets for the Immortal Buddha at most, haven't you heard of what positive results can be cultivated?" ”
The demon king was furious: "You idiot! Lingji's bald donkey is still squatting on the side, if he doesn't correct the fruit, will he wait for him to come over? ”
The little demons suddenly suddenly, and the Tiger Pioneer smiled and said, "Then why don't I go and accompany the little white dragon?" ”
"Well, remember to be honest when the time comes. Everyone is a demon clan, so it's not a big deal to think about it. The demon king nodded with satisfaction, and waved his hand to go and go back quickly.
The Tiger Pioneer was really obedient, and flew back after a while, but the landing posture was a little indecent, and his face hit the ground first, not to mention that he slid all the way to the ground.
After braking the car with his strong abdominal muscles, the tiger pioneer wiped the blood on his face and wailed: "King, that little white dragon is unreasonable, I heard that the monk was eaten, and he came up with a violent beating......
"Bastard, play the plow~~ The tiger still has to look at the master! I want to see which loach it is, and how dare not give me the face of the Yellow Wind King! ”
The demon king, who claimed to be Huang Feng, picked up the big knife that was put aside, and rushed out of the door with a fierce momentum, and a group of little demons behind him hurriedly picked up the blood-stained tiger vanguard to cheer.
Outside the gate, the little white dragon who showed his true body trembled with righteousness, and after seeing the yellow wind monster come out, the apricot eyes glared angrily and said: "The thing with the eyebrows and rat eyes, who gave you the guts, even Tang Seng dared to eat it!" ”
If it was just now, Huang Feng might still have the patience to explain a thing or two, but now that his generals are all beaten with blood on their faces, they are naturally in no mood.
He snorted disdainfully and said, "Ye even dares to rub the oil from Rulai, what can a monk do if he eats it?" ”
The little white dragon laughed angrily: "Don't be ashamed! Still rubbing the oil, do you know where the Lingshan is? Dare to spoil my merits, thief, take your life! ”
After saying that, he twitched his tail hard, and pounced viciously with a monstrous wave. The Yellow Wind Monster was not stunned, and stepped forward with a big knife to fight with it.
One is to get the true legend of the Dragon Palace, and the other is to steal the teacher in Lingshan. This one is a hateful shot, and the other one wants to be powerful in front of his subordinates. In this battle, the two of them tried their best, and the sun and moon were gone, and the mountains collapsed.
At first, the little demons were still happily waving their flags and shouting for their king, but as the two of them gradually played out the real fire, all kinds of extremely powerful spells began to bombard indiscriminately, and they suddenly dispersed in a hurry, and ran back to the cave to hide.
It's just that this run has hurt the tiger pioneer who has difficulty moving, and after a few pieces of gravel smashed out the anger in his head, he was stunned to find that half of the figure around him had long been gone.
He howled a few times in his throat, and when he saw that no one was paying attention for a long time, he cursed and struggled to crawl into the hole. At this moment, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the little white dragon's claws were crooked, and a water god thunder actually rubbed the protective aura of the Yellow Wind Monster and slammed obliquely on the cave.
Looking at the rubble above his head that was stirred up by the spell, Tiger Pioneer's eyes widened in horror, and he scolded angrily: "I ...... it"
After a loud bang, the already scarred figure completely disappeared under the boulder, only a tiger's tail was exposed, and it twitched twice from time to time.
"Vixen, you dare to hurt my beloved general, I will fight with you!" Seeing that his little brother was buried, the Yellow Wind Monster suddenly became angry, and the three corpses jumped violently. The pointed mouth opened hard, and the wind blew out of thin air.
Dragons are born to resist the wind and control water, and the little white dragon didn't pay attention to the wind at first, and continued to attack the Yellow Wind Monster without dodging or dodging, bent on teaching him a lesson.
Which Cheng thought, this wind is different from what I have seen in the past, there is a great tendency to cover the sky and cover the sun and sweep the Three Realms, there is a poem as evidence: "Good wind!" What a stake-
The cold and cold sky and earth change, and there is no shadow and invisible yellow sand swirl. Through the forest folded ridge poured pine plum, sowing soil and dust collapsed on the ridge. The blue sky vibrates the bullfighting palace, and fights to scrape down the Senluo Palace. Manjushri walked the green lion, and the white elephant of Fuxian is difficult to find......"
The little white dragon was scratched dizzy, and when he tried to hide again, it was too late.
The Yellow Wind Monster looked at the little white dragon like a headless fly, and a touch of color appeared on his face. After the sharp beak opened in succession, a formless and massless divine wind erupted, hiding in the fierce wind and shooting forward.
"Ahh
The little white dragon, who had just taken a break from the wind and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, felt a pain in his eyes, and after screaming, he fell straight from the air.
The Yellow Wind Monster wanted to step forward to mend the knife, but when the other party touched the ground, as a certain mysterious mark on the dragon's horn inexplicably flashed with a spiritual light, the whole person suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Cut, there are a lot of magic weapons that are not good, and you are cheaper!" Snorting disdainfully, the Yellow Wind Monster picked up the big knife and walked towards his cave......
"Huh~~ Great Sage, this wind is a little strange."
Yu Gan tried his best to stabilize the wobbly flying sword as he tried to pinch the talisman spell that blessed him.
It's just that no matter which of the Five Elements Spell is cast, all of them will be blown by the strange wind and will be extinguished in a flash, as if this wind can wipe out all the spells. In desperation, he had no choice but to control the flying sword to dodge behind Sun Wukong, which was better.
Without waiting for Sun Wukong to answer, Hei Feng scratched his head and wondered, "Is it strange?" This thing is no different from other winds except that it blows cool on the body? ”
Looking at the black bear spirit who didn't care, a different color appeared on Sun Wukong's face, and he looked him up and down curiously: Strange, this wind will feel sour even if you wait for the idle immortals to look at it for a long time. This fool is no more than the realm of the earth immortals, but he just feels cool, is it not possible to have some ancient xenomorph bloodline?!
Hei Feng was stared at by Sun Wukong a little hairy, shrunk his neck and said: "Great Sage, if you have something to say, just say it, can you not look at me like this?" I'm a little scared ......."
Seeing this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but smile, shook his head and put the guess behind him. I'm afraid I'm thinking too much, how can there be an ancient xenomorph like this!
The strange wind came and went as fast as it came, and in a short time it disappeared completely, leaving no trace of it except for a clear sky.
Yu Gan breathed a sigh of relief and got out from behind Sun Wukong. Just as he wanted to speak, a strong wind mixed with a fishy smell rushed towards him, almost smoking him off.
Looking at the black wheal not far away, he suddenly became angry: Nima, it's over, isn't it!
"Great Sage, Xiao Hei, let's go! Go meet this stirring thing! ”