Sun Wukong's golden hoop rod turned into a series of afterimages, completely enveloping the space around the red child.

No matter how the red boy rushes left and right, and how the fire-tipped spear in his hand dances, he can't get out of the range of Sun Wukong's stick.

The fire dragon condensed by the fire spear shattered directly under the rubbing of the golden hoop rod, turning into a spark and disappearing.

Cohesion again, then shattering.

The more Sun Wukong fights, the more relaxed he becomes, and he is already standing in place, holding a stick in one hand, and sweeping at will.

But the red boy is still trapped by him.

yawned lazily, and Sun Wukong said: "My good nephew, it seems that your father didn't teach you much, I used to learn from your father, but it won't be as easy as now." ”

is still so proud of other people's sons.

can only say that Sun Wukong was taken badly.

The red boy is naturally in an extremely bad state, and he is very reluctant to parry.

It's like a person who is staggering on a tightrope and can fall off at any moment.

His face grew redder and redder, as if he had been burned by flames.

"Oh, it's coming soon." Bai Ye said secretly in his heart.

Zhu Bajie also frowned, as if he realized that something was wrong.

But seeing Bai Ye's expression, he stood on Bai Ye's side without saying a word.

As for Sun Wukong, when he hit this, the freshness of the beginning has passed, and he really didn't take the red boy in his eyes.

No anomalies were found in Red Child.

At that moment, the red boy opened his mouth violently, and with a loud cry, a flame erupted from his mouth.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick swung over, and this time it didn't extinguish the flames like smashing those fire dragons.

was stunned for a moment, and the red child's samadhi true fire had directly enveloped Sun Wukong.

In an instant, the clothes on Sun Wukong's body, the headphones, sunglasses, and the magic weapon Gartling turned into a wisp of smoke.

Sun Wukong's own hair even burned.

"What flames!"

Sun Wukong shook his head violently, and instead of letting the Samadhi True Fire dissipate, it burned even more violently.

Even he felt a burst of burning heat.

It looked like it had been scorched.

The armor of the year appeared on his body, and it was burned by the flames, and it actually had a bit of melting.

The golden hoop rod in his hand also turned red, like a soldering iron.

Holding the hand on the golden hoop stick, a strange blood-colored smoke was already coming out.

Sun Wukong tilted his head, looked at the red boy, and showed a solemn smile.

In the exposed areas of the body, golden hairs began to grow.

The true fire of Samadhi constantly burns Sun Wukong's hair, and the hair keeps growing.

Sweat was pouring out of the red boy's face.

Unleashing the true fire of samadhi is a great burden for him.

Although it seems to have a gratifying effect, not to mention hurting Sun Wukong, it continues to burn him.

However, the pain and injury caused by the burning also seemed to bring out the fierce nature of this great demon.

Now Sun Wukong, with golden hair burning with flames, no longer looks like a handsome guy in the past.

A great demon!

The red boy's originally red face began to turn pale, and he was burned by the true fire of Samadhi, and this monkey behaved like no one!

He didn't know that the havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then was not a petty fight, but a war.

The crisis and pain that Sun Wukong has experienced are not comparable to the two burns of the Samadhi True Fire by the red boy.

"Poof—"

I was a little flustered in my heart, and the red boy's samadhi true fire suddenly changed, and the fire decreased a lot, and it became thick and smoky.

The smoke approached in an instant, and Sun Wukong's originally proud body suddenly shook and closed his eyes.

"Damn hairy boy!"

A word of rage squeezed out of his teeth.

He could not care about the burning of the samadhi fire, but - the smoke poked at his weakness.

Back then, when he was burned by Taishang Laojun in the gossip furnace and practiced to become a fiery eye, he also left a weakness - his eyes were afraid of smoke.

This smoke certainly can't be ordinary smoke.

And the smoke brought by the Samadhi True Fire is enough to burn Sun Wukong's eyes.

Stretching out a hand to cover his eyes, Sun Wukong stepped back.

It wasn't just his eyesight that he had temporarily lost, even his senses had become chaotic and blurred.

It's like an ordinary person caught in smoke.

"Hahahaha!"

The red boy laughed, this trick was not intentional on his part.

In fact, the destructive power of the true fire of samadhi is definitely far greater than that of these "true smoke of samadhi".

Smoke is just an adjunct to the flames.

But I didn't expect that the smoke would be more effective on Sun Wukong.

Of course, Red Boy also knew that such an effect could not last long, in case the monkey was angry in his heart, regardless of the stick and smashed the surroundings.

He's going to be unlucky, too.

Now it's just that because his master is still there, he can't release himself.

Otherwise, even if it is temporarily smoky, all you get will be a raging demon king.

And not the Monkey King who now closes his eyes.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

Red Boy instantly understood which was the most important person here.

It's the Tang monk he wants to eat, he has a bad personality, and he doesn't look like a monk at all!

spit out another puff of smoke, completely enveloping Sun Wukong's side.

The red boy swooped down on the white night.

"Come here! Stinky monk! ”

While reaching out to the white night, the red boy roared.

A great suction force surged from his hand.

"Red boy, do you dare to agree when the poor monk calls you?"

As Bai Ye's body flew up, he spoke.

"Hah! What don't I dare to do, you Holy Infant Grandpa! The red boy shouted, and shook his outstretched hand violently.

Not surprisingly, with this grip, he could just hold the monk's neck and take him away.

It's just that before the palm of the hand is completely closed.

The red boy saw that the monk was taken out of a mutton fat jade bottle from behind his back, and smiled at himself.

The hideous smile on the red boy's face instantly stiffened.

In that bottle, there was a burst of his irresistible strength.

In less than a breath, the red boy flew into the jade bottle at a faster speed than the white night flew towards him.

"That's it, the magic weapon is really easy to use." Bai Ye put away the jade bottle and said.

It's really easy to use, especially against a stupid bear kid like Red Boy.

On the other side, Sun Wukong also completely dispersed the smoke and flew over with a pair of red eyes.

With an unhappy look on his face.

"Master, your magic weapons and clothes are terrible." Sun Wukong said to the white night.

Is this what he is dissatisfied with?

But if you think about it, it's actually changing the subject.

Whether it is careless or not, at least the real situation is that Sun Wukong was overshadowed by a hairy child, which is extremely embarrassing.

This one, it's better for everyone to turn it over as soon as possible.

“…… Clothes can be transfigured, and as for Gatling, the quality is like that. Bai Ye said, "But if you have any good things and good materials, go to Murong Ziying, he is proficient in refining weapons and forging swords, and he can refine a stronger Gatling." ”

"Okay, I'll go find him next time." Sun Wukong nodded, and the armor on his body changed into a black suit.

Black sunglasses are also included.

took out a mirror from his ear and made it bigger, looked left and right, and combed his hair again, Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction.

The only thing I'm not satisfied with is the height problem, which is really slow.

Can't it be like some grass spirits, growing one section a day?

"Master, what about the red boy? Suppressed by your sleeve? Sun Wukong asked.

He didn't know what he had just discovered.

But he didn't worry at all in his heart, not to mention that Bai Ye himself was very powerful, even if he was just an ordinary person, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing would not let a red boy hurt his master.

"No, it's in a bottle."

Bai Ye took out the jade bottle and shook it twice.

"Stinky monk—" The red boy's voice came from the bottle, and Bai Ye smiled and put it away again.

"Walking." Bai Ye got back on the griffin, "Go to the Huoyun Cave to see, if there are any good things, they have all been emptied for the teacher." ”

"Today's bear children are prone to hurting people at every turn, and there is no law on the protection of minors in this world."

"Let's go collect some interest first, and then go to his parents to ask for mental damages, lost work expenses, medical expenses, and all kinds of miscellaneous loss expenses, not eighteen million, this is not over."

Listening to Bai Ye's words, Sun Wukong felt sympathy for the Bull Demon King, whom he had not met for a long time.

Without the Huoyun Cave of the Red Child, it was naturally a plate of loose sand, and Sha Wujing swept away the remaining little demons by himself.

Bai Ye found the Red Child's five-line cart inside.

A red car with a strange shape, somewhat resembling an ancient stroller.

This car can also unleash some of the true fire of samadhi.

If the red child is in the car, it will naturally be like a tiger with wings, and the power of the Samadhi True Fire can be increased to several times that of a single person.

It may also pose a big threat to Sun Wukong.

Now, this car is naturally cheaper than White Night.

The shape of the stroller, you can definitely sell it in the white night, and you don't have to worry about whether you are ashamed or not.

As for the person who buys it, he doesn't care and wants to use the samadhi true fire?

If you want to use it, then don't worry about styling, these are all side things.

In the Huoyun Cave, in addition to the five elements of the car, there are also some miscellaneous magic weapons, in general, the white night is also taken away, who would dislike their own goods?

It's not that it can't be fitted.

Continuing on the road, Bai Ye took out the jade bottle from time to time and shook it twice.

In the past few days, at the beginning, everyone can occasionally hear the sound of red children scolding.

However, Bai Ye did not pay attention, and the rest of the people did not speak.

Soon, the red child's voice began to become dying.

It was still the result of Bai Ye deliberately reducing the "refining effect" of the Jade Pure Bottle.

Red Boy is not Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and the damage to him from the Jade Net Bottle is not small at all.

"Red Boy."

On this day, the white night finally spoke.

"Master......" The red boy's voice came, with crying, pain, and remorse.