"But it's not us who caught the golden cicada!"

"His goal is Sha Wujing!"

"It's not appropriate for us to do it all of a sudden."

Zhao Gongdao frowned deeply and said.

"Shall I change my name, then?"

"My name is Sha Wujing, your name is Zhu Bajie, and his name is Sun Wukong!"

"Let's go up and him!"

Su Yang waved his hand with great interest.

Even the little monk nodded excitedly: "Sun Wukong, I can do it!" ”

"Sun Wukong is covered in hair."

"But you didn't."

"Not above, not below."

Xu Si opened his mouth quietly, in some things, he was not stupid at all, and even his mouth was poisonous.

Even the little monk took a few seconds to react and glared at Xu Siguo.

"That's not the point."

"It's a question of value for money."

Zhao Gongdao still had a headache, and kept thinking in his heart about how to make Su Yang understand the truth.

"Immortal Eucharistic is the greatest truth!"

Su Yang grinned and put his hand on Zhao Gongdao's shoulder: "There is a slight injury, the blood is blocked, and it will heal in about ten minutes." ”

"Ten minutes later, let's get moving!"

I have to say that although Zhao Gongdao often argues with Su Yang, every time Su Yang makes a certain decision, even if the decision is not particularly reasonable, Zhao Gongdao will eventually silently choose to agree.

Just like this time.

He nodded lightly and stopped talking, just looking at the stalemate battlefield in the distance, constantly thinking in his heart how to strive for the best interests of the team without changing Su Yang's plan.

Minutes and seconds passed.

'Wang Qiusheng' became more and more irritable, constantly letting out bursts of angry roars, and the offensive became very frequent.

But no matter how he moved, he couldn't break through Tang Sanzang's defense.

From afar, it looks like a teacher is training students.

"Three minutes to go!"

Su Yang suddenly touched Zhao Gongdao and spoke again.

Zhao Gongdao nodded lightly, and his expression became a little solemn.

Xu Siguo didn't say a word, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

Only the little monk suddenly scratched his head: "At first, I just wanted to say hello to you and have a meal, why is it inexplicable... I'm starting to fight with you, or is it the kind that can easily die? ”

"It's a big loss."

He muttered, but eventually gently wiped the barrel of his machine gun and examined the beads inside.

At this very moment...

The sound of chains grinding behind him sounded.

A middle-aged man with a thin figure and shackled feet walked to the city gate with some numbness, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

"Xiaobai..."

"Why did I suddenly think of that name?"

"Who is Xiaobai!"

He muttered to himself, not looking particularly good.

While he was thinking about it, 'Wang Qiusheng' was slapped out by the ancient Buddha behind Tang San's hiding body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!

At this moment, Tang Sanzang suddenly began to attack!

And the offensive is very aggressive.

"It's just a brute, the poor monk took you to achieve positive results, I don't know how to be grateful!"

"What's the use of leaving you!"

Tang Sanzang snorted coldly, and a little violent color flashed in his eyes.

'Wang Qiusheng' took a few steps backwards in mid-air before barely stopping his body, staring at Tang Sanzang with eyes full of murderous intent, and let out an angry roar.

The white dragon shadow appears behind itself!

Ice picks floated densely in the air, aiming at Tang Sanzang and galloping away.

"Xiaobai!"

The middle-aged expression in the distance suddenly changed, and he recited this familiar and unfamiliar name again.

For some reason, at the moment when 'Wang Qiusheng' vomited blood, he felt extremely angry.

"Hurt Xiaobai..."

"Damn..."

He murmured numbly, dragging the shackles, step by step, towards the battlefield.

It was obviously far away, but he slowly raised his palm and pressed down gently.

The ice picks that had been shaken down by Tang Sanzang instantly melted, turned into a stream of water, and swept away in mid-air again.

In the next second, the water slanted down and rushed towards Tang Sanzang.

"It's finally here..."

An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Tang Sanzang's mouth, and the Dao Buddha light on his body flowed, wrapping himself in it.

The water rushed, but it couldn't touch his body at all.

"Third Senior Brother !!"

'Wang Qiusheng' exclaimed, looking at the thin middle-aged man in the distance, his eyes were full of joy.

At this moment, he seemed to have too much to say.

But in the end, he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart.

With years of tacit cooperation, 'Wang Qiusheng' waved the spear in his hand almost immediately.

The air is getting colder.

The current of water that spread around Tang Sanzang's body condensed into ice almost immediately, trapping Tang Sanzang in it.

"Broken!"

Immediately after, 'Wang Qiusheng' raised the spear in his hand and stabbed at the ice mound in front of him.

The ice cubes split in four or five and exploded in an instant.

The majestic power of the fairy spirit is constantly stirring in a small area.

Tang Sanzang's face was slightly pale, and he took a few steps backwards in a row, and all the internal organs in his body seemed to be a little shaken, and finally he snorted, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

And during this time, the middle-aged man had already walked into the battlefield, raised his head, and looked directly at Tang Sanzang with a calm gaze.

"Hehe..."

"Are you sure you want to meddle in our affairs?"

"Don't forget, if it weren't for me, you would have died a long time ago!"

"I saved you!"

Tang Sanzang looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly, even if he was injured, he still behaved lightly, as if he didn't care.

The middle-aged man still had a numb face: "I don't remember what you said." ”

"But I'm angry that you hurt him."

"And I really want to kill you."

He pointed to 'Wang Qiusheng' and said very seriously.

And the moment the voice fell, the middle-aged man hooked his fingers again.

The ice within a mile radius is beginning to show signs of melting.

And his spiritual power is firmly locked on Tang Sanzang's body.

"No wonder..."

"I've been with demons for a long time, and I've become lowly."

"Now, kill this brute, I can still spare you from death."

"Give you a chance to follow me again."

"But if you don't come to your senses..."

"The poor monk can only send you to the bliss of rebirth."

Tang Sanzang's voice gradually became cold, and he looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly.

As the voice fell, the phantom of the ancient Buddha behind him became much brighter.

The eyes that are always closed tend to be open.

The sound of Buddha reverberated throughout the ice field.

And those blessed people who came to hunt for treasures finally knew that what was in front of them was not what they were qualified to touch, and they all retreated.

The main thing is that they desperately tried to dig up the dragon corpse, but found nothing.

If they stayed any longer, the aftermath of the fight between these three people would easily shock them to death.