Chapter 167: My grandson has been waiting for five hundred years!

The pangolin, whose strength had skyrocketed, did not care about Su Chen, but chose to flee, his strength became stronger and stronger, he could already get rid of Su Chen's suppression and began to flee.

It's just that.

Just as he was about to turn around and flee, a silk thread like a green dragon flew out of the air and instantly wrapped around his body.

The big demon looked confused.

He looked down and saw that it was a rope, and he was stunned.

"What is this?!"

"No, that level of immortal binding rope is of no use to me."

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

The Eight Immortals also discovered this, and a look of shock and puzzlement appeared on their faces, "This bundle of immortal ropes is not an ordinary thing. ”

Su Chen's Heavenly Binding Immortal Suo is by no means comparable to ordinary Immortal Binding Suo.

At the same time, he held the demon slaying sword, and urged it with the Qinglian Sword Song, and a brilliant sword light swept out.

With a single swing, he broke through the pangolin's protective body, and then was pierced by a sword light.

By the time the white light disappeared, the huge pangolin had disappeared.

Su Chen also changed back to his original size, holding two treasures in both hands, standing on the back of Yun Zhongjun.

The Eight Immortals were dumbfounded.

They were stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed.

They were overjoyed and expressed their gratitude to Chen Fan.

But before he could speak, Su Chen rode directly on the white crane and stepped on a peaceful cloud.

The Eight Immortals asked the reason.

"Since the Great Immortal has already slain the demons, why don't you go directly to Heaven to be sealed?"

"This is the credit of the Great Immortal."

"Daxian took action to suppress demons, thank you."

Su Chen was indifferent, urging the white tiger to leave quickly, he had just killed the big demon, which had caused great losses to his primordial spirit.

If this is not his real body, but his real body, coupled with his bloodline and strength, it is enough to easily kill this pangolin.

But now, he's not real, so he's very weak.

This world is terrifying, and no one dares to guarantee that a stronger existence will emerge.

If they have any bad intentions, they will be really unlucky.

So.

Su Chen didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, turned around and left.

But this time, he got a lot of news, and the Eight Immortals also had some impressions of him, and at that time, God would naturally come to visit them.

When that day came, he believed that the Eight Immortals would not refuse, invited him to a drink, and said everything he needed.

"The Nether."

Yunyuan Mountain.

Su Chen's spirit returned to his body, and his breath changed greatly.

This trip, he was not without gains.

First of all, get to know the Eight Immortals and make friends with them; Secondly, he killed the two big demons, and his spirit was a little weakened, but in the end he still absorbed their essence.

At this moment, his primordial spirit has returned to his body, nourishing his body.

Su Chen hurriedly started his cultivation, wanting to absorb this wisp of spiritual power.

The Eight Immortals want to deal with this pangolin, firstly, for the sake of the Heavenly Dao, and secondly, to accumulate some good karma.

Su Chen has obtained spiritual power, and he is constantly refining, and his strength is gradually increasing.

This moment.

Outside the Tang Dynasty, there is a five-finger peak, and under the peak there is an ape, gnawing on an iron lump and drinking a sip of bronze water.

The monkeys are going crazy.

Finally, a streamer of light fell from the sky, startling the ape and begging for mercy.

"Buddha, Buddha, five hundred years later, let my grandson come out!"

In the light of the Buddha, there was a Guanyin, she smiled slightly: "Sun Wukong, don't worry, I came here this time just to tell you that there is a saint in Datang who has opened his spiritual wisdom, and he will pass by here, and you have to take good care of him." ”

This monkey was the famous Monkey King, and he immediately asked, "When will the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty be here?!" ”

"When will the monks of the Tang Dynasty come?!"

"You wait, the day will come soon."

"My grandson has been waiting for five hundred years." Sun Wukong said.

Guanyin ignored his complaints, but flew up to the clouds and said, "When the time comes, you will appear, go to the West together, go to the Buddha Gate together, and wash away your sins." ”

Guanyin, who was sitting in the clouds, moved his fingers and began to calculate, "The time is coming, and during this time, I have made an agreement with the Buddha and Tao that I will not be allowed to enter." ”

"Forget it, three or five years is just a snap of a finger."

Master Guanyin looked at the Tang Dynasty in the distance with a smile.

Yunyuan Mountain.

Su Chen didn't know anything about everything outside, and he killed the pangolin in the sky for more than half a month.

He increased his mana to 3,000 years, and now his mana has reached 20,000 years.

The mana has greatly improved his strength, and just releasing a wisp of coercion is enough to make all the living beings in Chang'an tremble.

Many mountain gods around Chang'an were even more stunned by this scene.

"I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the power of the Great Immortal would increase so much."

"He has just been promoted to the Golden Immortal not long ago, and with a full cultivation, I am afraid that he is standing at the top of all the Golden Immortals."

"Idiot, Daxian was promoted to Golden Immortal, but it was incidental, he must be a demon who has cultivated to a certain level, so his strength is so strong, isn't it natural?"

"That's right, it's a good thing we prepared a big gift for him, otherwise, we wouldn't have had a chance to please him at all."

When Su Chen came out of the customs, the Mid-Autumn Festival of Datang had arrived.

The Mid-Autumn Festival of Datang has just sprouted, and many people only remember that the moon is very round today and want to express their feelings on this day.

However, the real festival is not for everyone, and only in terms of custom, will they go to see the moon.

In Chang'an, it's like an upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival.

Up and down Chang'an, lanterns are hung everywhere, the moon is hanging in the sky, and the streets are also crowded with people.

Li Bai went to see Du Fu early and began to make friends in Chang'an City, drinking and having fun.

Yan Liben was invited by the emperor to attend a banquet in the palace and paint for the royal family.

Yuan Tiangang, as a Qin Tianjian, naturally could not leave the palace.

So today, Sun Simiao is the only one in Yunyuan Mountain's Dragon Temple.

That's nature.

The other two cranes also took on the appearance of ordinary people.

Since it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, this time the Hualong Temple was exceptionally quiet, and no one came to beg him.

Su Chen was also happy to do it, ready to knead his noodles into a ball and prepare to share them with others.

He made the first loaf of bread with his own hands and then baked it with magic.

Took a sip and it tasted good.

"Master, this mooncake is really delicious."

Yun Zhongjun also ate one bite after another: "Yes, yes, yes, it's just a little boring." ”