After listening to it again, Sun Wukong couldn't help but hum along, but when he sang "Catch a monk to make dinner", his expression was a little weird.

Master, are you serious?

Some mountain people were shocked when they heard the "non-clingy little goblin", and they threw away the work guy and ran back to their house to hide, for fear that they would really encounter some man-eating mountain spirits and wild monsters.

The white dragon horse shook his head while listening to the song and marched through the mountains, but at this moment, the celestial phenomena changed abruptly.

It was originally a blue sky and a white day, but suddenly a black curtain was covered, and the sky and the earth were dark.

There was silence all around, only the cheerful tune resounded in the mountains, and the white dragon horse stopped and looked up at the sky.

Suddenly there was a blue light on it, and a cyan palace figure stepped out of the void.

The sky roared, and there was no wind and frost on that pretty face, but there was a charm on her body that only a mature woman had.

A girl's face, a plump figure.

Seeing this, Xuanzang and the others walked out of the RV one after another.

"I've seen Venerable Qingluan!"

Xuanzang folded his hands and performed a Buddha ceremony.

Qingluan's eyes were full of frost, and he only stared at Xuanzang, and suddenly slapped his palm.

The huge palm shadow is as tall as a giant mountain, and the jade fingers are like white jade pillars, with a faint light flowing on it, and the speed is not fast, and it slowly slaps towards Xuanzang at a speed that mortals can see.

Before the giant palm landed, a huge pressure had been generated out of thin air, and the ground was full of earth and rocks, and the sky was full of dust.

It's hard to imagine the terrifying power of this palm falling.

The white dragon horse was so frightened that he ran out of the range of the giant palm, and Xiong Likui flew out dozens of miles away with the RV directly, for fear that the next battle would smash the RV.

Sun Wukong took out the golden hoop stick, stared directly at his eyes and asked, "Venerable Qingluan, why did you attack my master?"

Qingluan didn't answer, and the giant palm still slapped downward.

"Wukong, step aside!"

Xuanzang let out a faint voice and looked up at the giant palm that was getting closer and closer.

Sun Wukong hesitated for a moment, then thought of his master's superb strength, nodded immediately, and directly dodged out of the range where the giant palm fell.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Xuanzang recited the Buddha name and closed his eyes directly.

The huge wind pressure came to my face, and after waiting for a long time, the giant palm did not fall.

Xuanzang opened his eyes and saw the jade-colored palm shadow stop less than a foot in front of him.

"Venerable Qingluan, did you just want to test the courage of the poor monk?" asked Xuanzang with a smile.

"How's it going, are you satisfied?"

Seeing Xuanzang's dead pig not afraid of boiling water, Qingluan was a little angry in his heart, withdrew his giant palm, and asked directly: "Tang Xuanzang, the deity asks you, where did King Wu'er Dapeng and Kong Xuan go?"

"No comment!"

Xuanzang spit out four words in his mouth, and then stepped forward directly to the west.

"You...... Do you really dare to kill you?"

"You can try!"

"Bold, you stinky monk dare to talk to the deity like this, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"

Qingluan was angry, and Qing Yu faintly appeared on her pretty face, her eyes flashed, and she directly stretched out her hand.

A strange wind rose out of thin air, directly taking dozens of villagers near Futu Mountain.

"Tang Xuanzang, don't you Buddhists pay attention to purifying sentient beings? Now you have two choices, either tell the truth about Kong Xuan and them, or the deity will kill this group of people in front of you, and forcibly use the method of soul searching to see what happened in those days.

According to what you said before, the mountain people here should also be able to see the vision in the sky!" Qingluan's two temples had already erected two green feathers, and his eyes had lost their clarity and became a little crazy.

Soul searching is a very damaging practice, forcibly reading the memory of a living being, and then the soul of the living creature will dissipate directly, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

In the desolate world, because there is a Heavenly Dao, doing so will damage merit, and most people have the ability to pinch their fingers and deduce, and they can see through the past and future lives of mortals without such an extreme way.

But during the tribulation at this time, the sky was chaotic, and if you want to find out whether what Xuanzang said at that time was true or false, you can only use this extreme spell.

Xuanzang looked at dozens of innocent mountain people, his face turned pale, and he said with a straight face: "Venerable Qingluan, I can tell you the truth, but you have to let this group of innocent mountain people go!"

"Hmph, it's just some two-legged sheep, I'll give it back to you!"

The mountain people who had fainted in the sky fell directly in the air at a height of seven or eight meters, and if they really fell, they would inevitably break their legs and even die.

Xuanzang glanced at Qingluan coldly, raised his hand directly, and used his mana to support these dozens of mountain people, and then with a movement of his divine sense, he sent them back to Futu Mountain.

Seeing Xuanzang exerting his magic power, Qingluan's face showed a strange expression, and he said with a serious face: "I didn't expect you to have cultivation! Tell me quickly! Where did Kong Xuan and King Dapeng go?"

The tone was cold, and he didn't take Xuanzang in his eyes at all.

Because she is a quasi-saint peak cultivator, and she has innate treasures such as the Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram in her hands, in this desolate world, except for saints, no one can make her feel afraid.

"They, they were eaten after being hammered to death by a poor monk, and they almost couldn't stew in a pot!" Xuanzang touched his nose, let go of his closed hands, and the corners of his mouth also hooked a strange arc.

When Qingluan heard this, her first reaction was disbelief, and she felt that Xuanzang was talking nonsense.

With Kong Xuan's quasi-saint strength, how could he be killed and eaten?

"What are you talking about?"

Qingluan asked again, carefully measuring Xuanzang's expression, wanting to see if the monk in front of him was stupid by her palm before.

"I said, your two bastard sons were hammered into dead birds by the poor monk, and then eaten!" The corners of Xuanzang's mouth became more and more curved, and his face was also covered with a layer of shadows, revealing a mouthful of snowy teeth.

"You're ...... Look for death!"

Qingluan was directly furious, and slapped Xuanzang with one palm.

This time there was no mercy, and the palm shadow was so fast that it almost tore through the space.

Sun Wukong only saw the white light flashing, and he didn't see what was happening here at all, and the palm shadow had already hit Xuanzang.

The huge destructive force directly sinked the earth by three feet, and the nearby peaks were cut off by the strength of the energy, and under this might, Zhu Bajie and the others hid even farther.

After the light dissipated, Xuanzang stood in place unharmed, and asked lightly, "Is this ...... Are you done?"

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Even if you were in your previous life, it would be impossible for the golden cicada to take my palm unscathed!"

Qingluan's complexion changed greatly, Xuanzang's weirdness far exceeded her expectations, Kong Xuan and King Dapeng were really likely to be killed by the Tang monk in front of her.

After this slap, she understood that this revenge was not so easy to revenge.

But she wanted to ask one thing clearly, that is, why Xuanzang went to Lion Camel Ridge to kill King Dapeng, and then killed Kong Xuan, who rushed to hear the news.

"Why did you kill my child?"

"Why? Did they offend you?"

Qingluan asked again and again, his face was a little sad, and his eyes were full of resentment.