Hiss!

Suddenly, there was a sound of gritting teeth and snorting in the air, although it was not loud, but it was clearly filled with deep resentment and hatred.

"Who?!"

Mo Ang's face changed, and his gaze quickly swept over Tang Seng and the others, but he didn't find anything unusual for a while.

This monk said, the white horse is derived from the eagle sorrow?

When Moang's attention finally turned to the white horse in the corner, there was a sudden change in front of him.

"Moang!

The little white dragon broke free in an instant, and in a turn in the air, he turned into a young man with a somewhat similar appearance to Moang, holding a bright silver spear, pointing at Moang from afar, and roaring:

"Back then, you asked me to refine that dragon ball with my natal fire in the hall, saying that it could greatly improve my cultivation. I thought you were a good intention, who would have thought that every step was your trap!"

"You took advantage of the time when I was refining the Dragon Ball and condensed my mind, and brazenly burned the Dragon Emperor Palace, creating the illusion that I was planning to kill my father!"

Originally, under Cui Shi's guidance, he gradually figured out the cause and effect of the hateful incident back then. Hearing what Mo Ang said today, the little white dragon completely woke up, and he had caused himself to fall from a good and decent third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea to a prisoner who was struggling to live in the eagle stream, and it was the good big brother in front of him who was always affectionate and affectionate!

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!"

Mo Ang also suddenly laughed, and while laughing, his hand also condensed into a spear, similar to the difference in the hand of the little white dragon.

"Third brother, you're not bad, really good!"

"Degraded in the Eagle Sorrow Stream, you can catch the Tang monk who learned scriptures from the West. Presumably, this is to go to Lingshan to achieve positive results, and then sue me in front of Rulai?"

Moang's smile was cold, without the slightest emotion, "It's a pity that you met me in this Heishui River." Your dream of Lingshan Ginseng Buddha is over. I was still thinking about how this weak monk who couldn't carry his shoulders and couldn't lift his hands came all the way from the Eastern Tang Dynasty all the way here. It turns out that my dear third brother has willingly made a humble white horse mount, and he should also act as a bodyguard or something, right? Hehe, the majesty of my dragon clan has been completely lost by you!"

"Don't talk nonsense!

Seeing that this conspiracy was exposed but still fearless, new and old hatreds over the years came to his heart, and the silver spear in the little white dragon's hand shook, and he took the lead in taking the eldest prince Moang.

"Huh, talk about fighting?"

Mo Ang said disdainfully: "If the martial arts competition can determine the position of the Dragon King of the West Sea, your eldest brother and I will not bother so much at all." It's just that my father is eccentric, and I fancy you for being kind and kind, so I have to design in addition to you. ”

"It's okay, today I'll let you see if the real strength of the eldest brother is more worthy of the position of the Dragon King of the West Sea than you. ”

"Phew, you deserve it too!"

The little white dragon gritted his teeth and stabbed violently, and the two spears quickly turned into two silver dragons, and they fought in this Black Water River Divine Mansion.

This!

The dragon looked blindfolded, but he never expected to catch a few people who learned from the scriptures, and among them was his third cousin, whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Now that the eldest cousin and the third cousin are fighting, he doesn't know which side to help, and he also knows that he has this ability, and which side to help is worse...... simply came to watch from the wall, and quietly retreated to the side with a few henchmen, silently watching the battle.

Oh, there are two hits!

Cui Shi, Zhu Bajie and the others watched the battle for a long time, because they could tell at the first time that this Moang's strength may have surpassed Xiaobai, but compared to Zhu Bajie, it was simply a firefly light.

With Zhu Bajie sweeping the formation here, even if Moang has three heads and six arms, he is destined to be doomed.

It's just that Xiao Bailong said first, and tried his best to let him take revenge with his own hands, so Cui Shi and the others didn't make a move, watching Moang's triumphant performance.

"Hey, hey, third, do you know it's awesome?"

"I thought I was just eating Tang monk meat today, but it seems that I have to add a white dragon soup!"

"Grab it, waste!"

In the cruel laughter, although the little white dragon gritted his teeth and fought hard, he was defeated and retreated, and he was indeed not the opponent of this Moang.

"I'll give it a try. ”

Cui Shi heard the meaning of this Moang, and even his own brothers planned to boil soup and eat meat, fierce and vicious even better than demons!

Since he came back from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, Cui Shi has basically been armed to the teeth, and he has long wanted to find a similar opponent to try his current peak combat power. Now seeing that Moang is fierce and surging, he shook slightly, and the ropes on his body broke inch by inch, jumped into the circle, and replaced the little white dragon who was already exhausted.

"Who the hell are you?"

Seeing that this person was suddenly out of trouble, Mo Ang became a little vigilant in his heart, and took a gesture with the silver spear in his hand first, staring at this mysterious opponent.

"The one who wants your life!"

Cui Shi was too lazy to talk nonsense with this mortal guy, and a small spear in the shape of an embroidery needle in his hand quickly turned into a majestic spear with his magic trick, and suppressed Moang in momentum.

"Dragon Emperor Dinghai Spear!"

Moang exclaimed, full of disbelief.

Isn't this the treasure of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, how could it be in the hands of this person!

Could it be that it was me and the third child...... Even the East China Sea was alarmed?

But Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, died early, Ao Jia and Ao Yi are not promising characters, and I am not afraid of them in terms of martial arts!

"Are you Ao Jia or Ao B?"

took half a step back, and roared inwardly: "Our family affairs in the West Sea, it's not your turn to take care of the East China Sea!"

"Huh. ”

Cui Shi sneered: "Ao Guang has to be respectful when he sees me, what kind of thing is Ao Jia and Ao Yi?"

Before the words fell, the Dragon Emperor Dinghai Spear had already shot at him, forcing Mo Ang to parry.

Well?

It seems that strength is average!

Mo Ang held up Cui Shi's shot, and his heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

Ao Guang saw that you are also respectful?

Hmph! What kind of atmosphere! Just rely on these two moments, run in front of me to show off your might, who gave you the courage!

A backhand shot, fierce and ferocious, aimed directly at Cui Shi's chest.

Sou!

Cui Shi's figure flashed suddenly, and the next moment he appeared directly behind Mo Ang, and another shot stabbed him in the back.

Yes?!

Mo Ang was startled, but fortunately, he had a lot of combat experience, and he suddenly saw the warning signs of the opponent in front of him, and almost subconsciously jumped forward, finally avoiding the fatal attack behind him.

"Thousands of miles of water cloud boots!"

Mo Ang's eyes stared at the seemingly inconspicuous pair of gray boots at Cui Shi's feet, and exclaimed: "Ao Yi treats this treasure as if he were his life, how can it be in your hands! What is your relationship with the East China Sea!!"

With the Dragon Emperor Dinghai Spear and the Ten Thousand Miles of Water Cloud Boots, Mo Ang can now be sure that this person is definitely extremely close to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

The power of the East China Sea is ten times greater than that of the West Sea!

With this scruples, even though Mo Ang's magical power was only above Cui Shi, he was so restrained that he didn't dare to really hurt his opponent at all.

On the other hand, Cui Shi let go of his hands and feet to his heart's content, and tried several exotic treasures obtained from the East China Sea one by one, and the more he used them, the more he used them, the more comfortable they became, and gradually integrated with his own combat effectiveness. With these few powerful magic weapons, his own strength has increased several times, and he even faintly tied with Mo Ang, who had just easily defeated the little white dragon......