There are some smart ones, taking advantage of the retreat, hiding in a hidden corner, and after leaving everyone's sight, they suddenly turned their backs and touched into the Dragon Palace.

There are very few of them.

But their luck was good, and they really found some broken 'weapons' in the Dragon Palace.

These things are a little unsightly to Ao Lie, Tang Sanzang and even Su Yang, but they are still priceless treasures for them.

"One minute left."

on the city walls.

Su Yang suddenly spoke.

Zhao Gongdao's expression instantly became strange.

If you do it now, the cost performance suddenly becomes higher.

Ao Lie Gaza Wujing, and the cooperation between the two seems to be very tacit, and the immortal arts between each other can also be matched with each other, and the lethality has increased suddenly.

If a few of them go to join in the fun, even if Tang Sanzang can lift the seal and step into the Great Luo Realm...

It may not be that there is no chance of killing him.

Killing a Da Luo in Lingshan, no matter what aspect it is, the cost performance is extremely high.

For a while, Zhao Gongdao began to move wildly.

Feeling the little blood blockage in his body being unblocked, his heart was very complicated.

"Let's go!"

"We'd better fight quickly, hurry up the serious injury, and withdraw when the injury is over!"

Su Yang shouted and took the lead in rushing into the air.

Zhao Gongdao, Xu Siguo followed.

Only the little monk sat on the city wall very steadily, set up a machine gun, and had no idea of hand-to-hand combat at all.

Even when Tang Sanzang was fighting with 'Wang Qiusheng' and middle-aged, he always kept an eye on the distance.

After noticing the movements of several people, his eyes became gloomy.

"The clown who is looking for death!"

"If it weren't for the fish that scared me, I would have killed you yesterday!"

As he spoke, the phantom of the ancient Buddha behind him completely opened his eyes at this moment.

In the void, a novice phantom appeared inexplicably, sitting cross-legged behind the ancient Buddha, as if reciting a scripture.

This voice is full of strong demagogy, so that after listening to it, people will not have the desire to fight at all, and even feel guilty from the bottom of their hearts and want to repent.

The middle-aged man's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and Tang Sanzang took advantage of the fact that Su Yang and the others had not arrived, slapped his palm on his chest, and knocked him upside down and flew out.

Immediately after, the golden lotus flower under his feet slowly turned.

A petal galloped away, like a sharp blade.

Finally, it was stabbed in the chest of 'Wang Qiusheng', and a bloody wound was drawn on his chest.

But 'Wang Qiusheng's eyes flashed with cruelty, not only did he not retreat, but took a step forward again, and roared in his mouth: "Third Senior Brother!! ”

The power of the fairy spirit in the middle-aged body subconsciously moved quickly, and his fingers hooked.

The water in the void was like silk, surrounding Tang Sanzang's body, constantly winding.

"Ice Spirit!"

"Condensation!"

Wang Qiusheng muttered to himself.

The water instantly condensed into ice, forming a wide road.

'Wang Qiusheng' continued to gallop on this ice road, and there was even an afterimage of the road behind him, pointing directly at Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang folded his hands, and the golden lotus under his feet rotated, forming a pale golden barrier around the surface of his body.

But in the next second.

'Wang Qiusheng', who was about to approach Tang Sanzang, suddenly stopped and rushed into the air, only a few drops of blood splashed down.

Tang Sanzang's expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

In a trance, 'Wang Qiusheng' had already faced this phantom of the ancient Buddha.

The transparent spear in his hand turned blood-red as the blood flowed.

"I believe there are Buddhas in this world, but Buddhas..."

"It can't be you!"

'Wang Qiusheng' shouted angrily!

The spear in his hand stabbed at the ancient Buddha phantom.

Even Tang Sanzang didn't react to this sudden scene, and when he was about to make a move, the ancient Buddha phantom was already full of cracks, and finally turned into a little golden light and dissipated into the void.

'Wang Qiusheng' took a few steps back one after another, his face was slightly pale, and he gasped for breath.

Blood flowed down his arm to the spear, and eventually down the tip of the spear, to the ground.

Tang Sanzang didn't look particularly comfortable, and wisps of blood also overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"It's really a lot better than it was back then."

"But is that your limit?"

"Smash one of my Dharma Statues?"

Tang Sanzang spoke lightly, with mockery in his tone.

'Wang Qiusheng' didn't say a word, just clenched the spear in his hand, and his eyes revealed a look of determination.

"You called me... Third Senior Brother? ”

The middle-aged man didn't come to his senses until this moment, looked at 'Wang Qiusheng' and asked, and finally lowered his head slightly, and his voice was low: "I am very happy to hear this title, but it's a pity... I can't remember anything. ”

'Wang Qiusheng' was a little touched, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, just raised his spear, and the tip of the spear was aimed at Tang Sanzang's position: "Kill this bald donkey first, and then I will help my senior brother recall the events of the year little by little." ”

After saying that, 'Wang Qiusheng' rushed forward again, ignoring his injuries, like a tireless fighting machine.

"Hehe..."

"You've learned a little bit of monkey spirit."

"You think it's heroic?"

"It's just stupid."

The voice fell, and the golden lotus flower under Tang Sanzang's feet kept turning, and the Buddha's light flickered, showing that Tang Sanzang was so sacred.

The middle-aged man once again manipulated the flow of water and quietly fell in mid-air.

But Tang Sanzang is like an immovable King Kong.

No matter how strong the offensive is, it will be difficult to break his defenses.

And at this moment...

"Super invincible rice cooker!"

A serious voice sounded from the void, and in the next second, a super-large rice cooker with a strange shape condensed by the power of the fairy spirit fell from the sky, enveloping Tang Sanzang in it.

Even 'Wang Qiusheng' and middle-aged couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"What are you looking at?"

"Add water!"

Su Yang glanced at the middle-aged man and said angrily.

The middle-aged man was still dazed, nodded ignorantly, and the water fell from the sky.

Su Yang, on the other hand, carefully opened a gap in the rice cooker to accommodate the flow of water, and closed the rice cooker again in an instant.

"Little leopard!"

"Electricity!"

Su Yang shouted again.

Zhao Gongdao's face was dark, and he subconsciously lowered his head, and an unprecedented sense of shame arose.

But he still followed Su Yang's idea and constantly mobilized the order of the power of the immortals.

Dark clouds inexplicably formed in the sky.

Thunderbolts descended from mid-air and slammed into the rice cooker.

For a while, there was a constant flickering of current on the surface of the rice cooker.

"Rice, water, electricity, all there..."

"What's missing..."

Su Yang looked at the rice cooker, thoughtful, and muttered to himself.

"Do you want to roast it over the fire again?"

"Maybe it's faster?"

His eyes suddenly lit up: "Little leopard leopard, fire, light fire again!" ”

Zhao Gongdao hid his face.

But still summoning a raging flame at the bottom of the rice cooker.