The cannon fodder monsters occupy the field of vision of the three Tang monks and apprentices like ants, and there are monsters everywhere in the sky and on the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if Sun Wukong can kill one with one stick, he can't stand up to rush up ten.

No matter how powerful Monkey King is, he has never seen her overturn millions of heavenly soldiers and generals at once, and she has not disrupted the formation with a sudden attack with speed, and scared off that group of unscrupulous soldiers with monstrous ferocity.

Now thousands of monsters are taking drugs/drug-like suicide attacks, which directly make Sun Wukong tired into a horse monkey, as long as the other two fall, they will enter the inner CG in minutes.

"Fuck, my grandson has been a hooligan for five hundred years, and it is the first time that he has been played back by others!"

The golden hoop stick swung violently, and dozens of vines were like pythons entangled, instantly rolled up on the stick, pulling in all directions, and a steady stream of huge force passed through the golden hoop stick to Sun Wukong's hand, making her almost let go of her palm.

At the same time, three vines pierced the sky and tied Sun Wukong's hands and neck, and at the same time, the ground suddenly exploded, and the other three vines tied his feet and waist, instantly tying Sun Wukong tightly.

"Wishful thinking, as I wish, great!"

The Ruyi golden hoop stick that suddenly became larger cracked the vines, and milky white juice spewed out of the fracture, shooting Sun Wukong's body, and then the golden hoop stick shook out a stick circle, crushed the vines on the top of the head and the soles of the feet, raised the fire to the sky, and smashed it down.

Boom!!

The ground exploded, and a crack in the ground snaked forward with the smashing of the golden hoop rod, and the two sides separated, revealing the intricate underground rhizomes, which crossed like the rhizomes of the devil's minions, and it was almost impossible to see how many dryads were hiding behind them.

"Master, monkey, save me!"

The little white dragon's exclamation attracted Sun Wukong's attention, and there was a slight shame in his voice, as if...

What catches your eye is an outstanding work that can be called rough art, the dark green vines restrain all the curves of the little white dragon's immature body like a swimming dragon, and the thin vines are slightly cut into the flesh, tight but not fatal, looking wild and rough but not giving him (she?). It brought a trace of unbearable pain, but instead made the little white dragon's undeveloped body exude a slight seductive aura.

"Hiss~" Sun Wukong not only did not rescue, but left saliva without fighting.

"Let go of my apprentice!"

Tang Seng walked all the way, even if the vines had already wrapped him into a big zongzi, they couldn't stop his firm steps, and he tore countless rattans with a wave of his hand and every step.

Came to the little white dragon, stood still, and clenched his fists.

"Whew!"

With a clear groan, Tang Seng's whole body, muscles, qi and blood were mobilized synchronously, as if an engine with full power suddenly burst out with strong force.

Rumble!!!

The vines around his body suddenly exploded inch by inch, shattering into countless fragments, and all kinds of strange liquids sprayed/shot everywhere, revealing Tang Seng's strong muscles comparable to those carved by a knife and an axe.

"Hah!"

With a punch, the fist wind was like a sword swing from a divine weapon, rolling up to the ground, turning into a whirlwind of swords that tore through the heavens and the earth, enveloping the little white dragon.

"Ahhh

The little white dragon closed his eyes tightly, thinking that he was going to die under the master's fist, but he didn't feel the pain, but the next moment he had an ethereal feeling of falling.

Did you go straight to hell without even noticing the pain?

The little white dragon was in a state of thought, and almost didn't cry, but at this moment, a pair of hot and tight hands stopped the little white dragon's waist and put the little white dragon on the ground.

"Little White Dragon, are you alright?"

Tang Seng's mellow voice sounded above the head of the little white dragon.

"Master!" The little white dragon opened his eyes and saw Tang Seng's strong chest muscles up close, and immediately blushed.

Tang Seng saw that the little white dragon could still speak, and immediately put his mind at ease, stomped on the ground, and his strength was fierce and soft, penetrating the soil layer and blasting into the ground within a radius of ten meters, and all the tree demon rhizomes that were about to move were exploded.

"Wukong, come here!"

Tang Seng called out to Sun Wukong, and at the same time kept shooting, swinging his fists and turning into huge tornadoes, tearing all the vines apart, and the tree demons they took root were exposed in front of the three masters and apprentices.

The Dryad of Hesse rose from the ground, its brown branches snaking in all directions like devil's claws, while countless beasts and demons entrenched beneath the Dryad, their teeth and claws roaring.

Sun Wukong was not nervous, he flipped to Tang Seng's side with a heel bucket, his five fingers were loosened and tightened, and his tired arm lifted the heavy golden hoop stick again, and said cautiously: "Master be careful, let me..."

"Wukong, little white dragon, back away, don't splash your blood!"

"Master" x2

Tang Seng stomped on his feet, popped out suddenly, turned into a cannonball, and roared into the demons opposite, blasting out more than three hundred punches between breaths, each punch knocked down a monster, the strength was just right, whether it was a rhinoceros spirit with amazing defense, or a delicate and weak rabbit spirit, all of them could not escape his attack.

Even the big locust tree that sheltered the demons also fell down on the spot under Tang Seng's punch.

The monsters in the other direction took the opportunity to rush towards Sun Wukong and the little white dragon.

Sun Wukong clenched the golden hoop stick and was about to attack!

Tang Seng is like a rampaging tank, stepping on the earth like a giant elephant, like thunder, rushing past Sun Wukong and facing the demons.

"Hugh has to hurt my apprentice!!"

Call~~

The wind blew, blowing Sun Wukong's extremely silky hairstyle into a mess, just like Sun Wukong's mood at the moment.

"So... Is it really necessary to protect this monk? ”

"The master is so amazing!"

The little white dragon clenched his fists, his eyes glowed with admiration, and he cheered for Tang Seng loudly.

Tang Seng became more and more comfortable with the fight, like a peerless general, invincible in a large wave of mass-produced monsters, pointing guns, palm swords, fists, elbow sticks, and all over his body can be turned into weapons.

With Sun Wukong and the little white dragon as the axis, roll up a humanoid dragon scroll and sweep away many monsters.

"Withdrawn."

Chu Ci has been secretly monitoring, and saw that Tang Seng not only did not get tired, but became more and more excited, his muscles bulged high, and he was covered with a layer of toned oil, as if he was angry and powerful, and immediately let the demons evacuate to avoid unnecessary casualties.

At a glance, the time accumulation on the main god panel is five days and seventeen hours, including the delay of the previous cottage, and the task is completed by 1.6%

It seems pretty simple.

While thinking, he kept dismantling the magic weapons sent by Tai Bai Xing, peeling off their manufacturing processes, cracking them layer by layer, the selection of heavenly and earthly treasures, the fusion of sacrifices, the selection of spirit runes, the composition of formations, how to add the characteristics of magic weapons, these immortal-level refining techniques are unveiling the mystery under the prying eyes of truth.

"I really want to dismantle the Poseidon Needle and take a look." Chu Ci sighed with emotion, re-weaving the bundle demon rope, flicking his fingers, the light of creation shrouded the bundle demon rope, and then directly opposite it also reproduced another bundle of demon ropes with extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations.

Seventeen or eighteen magic weapons were scattered on the ground, all in pairs.

Throwing away the bundle of demon ropes, Chu Ci looked at Tai Bai Xing and showed an extremely seductive smile: "Xiaobai, are you interested in doing me a favor." (To be continued.) )