"Susu! Xiaoqing! ”

Jin Zhengzhong was in a hurry and wanted to rush up to save people, but He Cheng waved two snake demons, like dancing whips, playing impenetrable and watery.

He was only half a step closer, and he was pushed by the wind, and "aggressively" stamped his feet and pushed back.

"Are you alright?"

Guo Tianyou raised his hand and pressed it on Kim Zhengzhong's back and asked.

"It's scary!"

Smack, smack......

The two snake demons were thrown back, fell to the ground and writhed, and finally turned into human forms.

"Su Su, Su Su Xiaoqing, are you all right!"

Kim Zhengzhong hurriedly rushed up to help the two of them up, and asked worriedly.

"Ahem, no, nothing"

Su Su shook his head and covered his stuffy chest: "You are not his opponent, you can't fight him, leave quickly!" ”

"But we have to stop him, if he really lets him bury the moon successfully, the whole world will be destroyed, and no matter where he goes, there will be only a dead end!"

Tianyou saw it very clearly.

He wondered why Ma Xiaoling, who had always taken saving the world and destroying zombies as her mission, didn't stand up at this time.

Guo Tianyou turned his head to look at Ma Xiaoling, but found that she was distracted with her head down.

"Hey! Are you ready to watch him bury the moon and destroy the world? ”

"Of course not!"

Ma Xiaoling sniffled, grabbed a handful of rune paper folded stars in her hand, and stared at the grinning He Cheng, "I will kill him with my own hands!" ”

"Are you crying?"

"No, shut up!"

Ma Xiaoling's mouth was stubborn, but her eyes were wet.

"His skills are very high, even the generals are not his opponents, remember, save Zhenzhen first!"

Naturally, Tianyou will not oppose this plan.

"Good!"

……

……

On the one hand, in order to protect the world and his relatives, he had to stop He Cheng from burying the moon, but on the other hand, he deeply understood that with them, he could not be the opponent of the zombie king drought.

We can only keep choosing a more "compromise" way and trying to find a more suitable way to solve this crisis.

"Are you really going to use me to bury the moon?"

Wang Zhenzhen, who had been listening for a long time, couldn't help but ask: "My life is not important, but I think you can let Xiaoling and them go." ”

"Why, in your eyes, I suddenly became the heinous devil?"

He became amused by Wang Zhenzhen's psychological changes, he turned his head, raised his hand and pressed on Wang Zhenzhen's head, and rubbed it gently: "Don't worry, the burial moon will not kill anyone...... Isn't that right, Imperial Thirteen? ”

"Imperial Thirteen" lowered his head, so that people couldn't see his expression clearly, and his bangs were very long and tightly covered: "That's right, master!" You can rest assured that the burial moon is just a ritual that allows you to gain the mana of your previous life as a Demon Ancestor Luohou, and it will not destroy the world! ”

"Imperial Thirteen" added another sentence in his heart: "Of course, this sentence is to deceive you, Drought Fish, your immortal body, and everything in this burial month will make a wedding dress for me!" ”

He didn't see He Cheng glancing at him, full of smiles.

"In this case, then let's tell Xiaoling quickly, since no one will die because of this incident, we don't need to fight!"

It is estimated that only Wang Zhenzhen believes it here.

"Thirteen, do you need to prepare anything else for the funeral month?"

"Back to my master, everything is ready, just wait for the moon to appear tonight...... However, the villain believes that those people are obstacles that are best addressed. ”

"Don't worry, they're the best audience."

He Cheng raised his head as he spoke, his eyes saw through the clouds, and he seemed to see a hidden figure above the nine heavens.

……

There is a white cloud drifting above the nine heavens.

A golden lotus platform, sitting a fat monk, full of pimples, shining gold, six zhang high.

Beside him stood a female monk.

The female monk wears a white monk's robe, with a handsome face and a compassionate expression.

In his hand, he held a sheep fat jade bottle, and inserted a green willow branch in the bottle.

"Amitabha Buddha ......, Buddha ~, the appearance of the zombie king drought fish is something that the disciples did not expect, Fahai should have been completed and ascended to the sky, but it was buried in the hands of the snake demon around the drought fish, otherwise, ......"

"Guanyin Master doesn't need to mind, everything in the world has a fate, this world is already muddy, this seat has long been ready to use the "Great Day Pure World Mantra" to destroy the world and be reborn, whether he is a zombie king or a zombie king, here will only be turned into ashes with the old world, but this seat still wants to give Guo Tianyou a chance, so he waits here."

"Buddha mercy!" The corners of Guanyin Bodhisattva's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile: "Disciple believe in them!" ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The Buddha clasped his hands together, chanted Amitabha, and closed his eyes.

……

He Cheng retracted his gaze,

He could feel that someone in the sky was watching him, but as for who it was, it was too far away, he didn't have clairvoyance, he couldn't see.

However, the identity of the other party is not difficult to guess, it is estimated that it is not Rulai and Guanyin, or fate, Pangu.

"Anyone is good"

He looked at Ma Xiaoling and the others.

He Fei plans to hide in the shadows and watch fate play chess, maybe he still has time to return to the Westward Journey World and deal with Tang Seng and his apprentices.

But Kazuo Yamamoto provoked him was completely out of plan.

And after He Cheng killed Kazuo Yamamoto, he didn't bother to leave, he didn't think that he had destroyed Kazuo Yamamoto, one of the protagonists of this world, fate would easily let him go, as for what fate had calculated and prepared after this, he couldn't guess.

The Thirteen Emperors called him "Luo Hou Reincarnation", a simple little trick, and he couldn't hide from He Cheng, but the Thirteen Emperors were ready to use themselves, and then snatch all the benefits at the last moment.

For this kind of jumping clown, He Cheng is too lazy to take precautions, if he is Luo Hou ten thousand years ago, He Cheng may have to take it seriously, and now the "Imperial Order Thirteen" is just an ordinary waste, which is useless.

"Up!"

Guo Tianyou spit out a word and led the way forward.

Ma Xiaoling and Guo Fusheng were left and right, and came at He Cheng.

Syllable! Syllable!

One big and one small, two legs kicked on He Cheng's body, and He Cheng didn't move.

"How is it possible, even a building will be kicked down with my kick! How can it be motionless! "The situation was shocked.

"Resurrection, hide!" But the reminder of Tianyou came.

The kung fu of Fusheng was stunned, and he had already been pinched by He Cheng's neck and lifted up.

He was just trying to struggle, as if a mountain was pressing down.

Rumble!

He was shocked and fell to his knees.

"Stay here and don't move"

He Cheng dropped Guo Tianyou, and took a step forward with his right foot in leather shoes.

Swish! He instantly appeared in front of Guo Tianyou, and grabbed it with his right hand.

Turn around, twist your waist, and run away with your legs low!

Besides, Tianyou's body was panicked like a phantom.

"So fast!" Sitting on the ground, the snake demon Su Su, who had not yet rested, was shocked.

Syllable!

Guo Tianyou froze and was grabbed by He Cheng with one hand.

"You also stay and don't move~" He threw it away, and Guo Tianyou came to Guo Fusheng to lie down, there seemed to be a big mountain pressing on his body, and he couldn't move.

Between the backhands, the four-star brave, the two generals, the green and white snake demons, were all defeated by He Cheng's men, and they had no power to resist, and in the end, only Ma Xiaoling was left.

"Dragon Forgiveness!"

"Roar!" As soon as Jin Long poked his head out, he saw that it was He Cheng who turned his head and wanted to retract it.

"You ......" Ma Xiaoling was in a hurry, speeding up the seal, and finally summoned the dragon out, but the dragon only hovered overhead, not daring to make a move on He Cheng.

"Master, you can prepare the altar, and in a few hours, you can bury the moon."

Imperial Thirteen watched He Cheng make a move, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, interrupting the final confrontation between He Cheng and Ma Xiaoling.

"Really? Then prepare for the burial moon."

He Cheng put away his momentum, put his right hand in the pocket of his trousers, and turned around.