Even if it was an existence in the Great Luo Realm like Tang Sanzang, after taking a sharp breath, his face turned a little green.

It's not that the breath hurt his body much...

It's more like someone with a sledgehammer and a blow to his soul.

This thing...

It doesn't hurt, it's disgusting!

The surface of the Buddha is bright and prosperous, and the gas is dispersed.

Su Yang's figure appeared a hundred meters away again, his face looked a little pale, looked at Tang Sanzang, and said with a smile: "Guess what's hidden in my body now?" ”

Tang Sanzang's expression was cold, and there was infinite killing intent in his eyes, but after all, this time he didn't dare to attack Su Yang again.

He hesitated.

Blood, poison...

He doesn't care about any of these things.

But something...

Even the Buddha who is high up resists.

And it's very resistant.

Tang Sanzang turned around abruptly and attacked 'Wang Qiusheng', decisively giving up the idea of killing Su Yang first.

Even if Su Yang always stood there, he was angry with himself.

Feeling Tang Sanzang's skyrocketing strength, 'Wang Qiusheng's expression was extremely solemn.

Patches of dragon scales began to emerge from his arms and spread all the way to his face.

The whole person is like a dragon in human form!

Whether it is the strength of the flesh or the speed, it has skyrocketed.

But even so, it is still much worse than Tang Sanzang.

With a violent roar, 'Wang Qiusheng' flew upside down and crashed into a relatively low iceberg.

The low mountain collapsed with a bang.

'Wang Qiusheng' spewed blood mist from his mouth.

The middle-aged man in shackles almost immediately controlled the flow of water, and the 'Wang Qiusheng', who would continue to fly to the rear, dragged it to avoid secondary damage.

"Actually..."

"In the eyes of the teacher, you are just ants that can be killed at any time."

"Originally, I was reciting a little incense..."

"But why are you..."

"Why do you force your teacher to kill you again and again?"

Tang Sanzang turned around again, approached the middle-aged man in shackles with an expressionless face, and spoke lightly.

And raise your palms!

The Buddha's voice sounded again, and the middle-aged man in shackles subconsciously fell into a trance, and when he woke up again, Tang Sanzang's palm was already attached to his chest.

The middle-aged man in shackles took a few steps back, and blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

But while retreating, he still controlled the flow of water and surrounded Tang Sanzang.

And Zhao Gongdao, who was always standing in the distance observing the battlefield, his eyes lit up, and he muttered something to himself.

The next moment, several thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky, spreading in the water current, and finally surging into Tang Sanzang's body.

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly.

The golden lotus under his feet slowly rotated, and the thunder that had just entered the body overflowed along his fingertips, fell into the ice field under his feet, and turned into brilliant thunder and lightning fireworks, spreading in all directions and disappearing.

He turned around slightly and turned his head to look at Zhao Gongdao.

"Ancient magic?"

"The thunder belongs to the yin, but what you call is the extreme yang, upright."

"It's a decent thing."

"A mere demon body, if you don't join the two sects of interception and interpretation, it is impossible to learn such a thunder technique."

"The exposition of the religion pays attention to the heel, except for the Huanglong Dao people, there are no demons and evils."

"Which one are you a sectarian?"

Tang Sanzang opened his mouth lightly, the wind was light, but there was a little thought in his words, as if he was analyzing something: "The demon at the peak of the Golden Immortal... There are so many sects in interception, it's hard to tell the difference. ”

He shook his head slowly and chuckled: "It's not important, the sect has become history, but for the sake of the Bixiao Fairy, the poor monk can not kill you today." ”

Although Tang Sanzang expressed his disdain for the interception of the sect, he still did not dare to kill Zhao Gongdao in the end.

The hypocrisy that comes from the bones is vividly expressed.

"Hehe..."

"If I say, Senior Sister Bixiao is nearby..."

"Are you afraid?"

Zhao Gongdao smiled and spoke.

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, with jealousy in his eyes, but soon shook his head with the same smile: "I don't believe it." ”

"Besides, if I don't kill you, I have already given enough face to intercept the sect, even if Fairy Bixiao is here, he will not attack my Lingshan for no reason."

"Otherwise, it is the only chance to self-destruct and revival."

There was a look of confidence in his voice.

Zhao Gongdao was noncommittal.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

"For the predecessors from ancient times, the little monk is still very interested in discussing a thing or two with you."

"But before that, the little monk still has to clean the portal first."

"But if you still stop the little monk..."

"Even if the little monk kills you, Fairy Bixiao must have nothing to say."

"Because it's cause and effect for you and me."

Tang Sanzang only said a few words, and he turned his conflict with the sect into a conflict between himself and Zhao Gongdao.

And in and out of words, he is the party that takes advantage.

"Lingshan's mouth..."

"It's really extraordinary."

Zhao Gongdao smiled, shook his head, and looked at Su Yang: "He threatened me!" ”

"Hmm..."

"him then!"

Su Yang grinned and went straight to the point.

"Last night, the poor monk had a good conversation with Your Excellency."

"Today, I offer half of the relics."

"Is it too shameless for Your Excellency to still do something to the poor monk now?"

For some reason, every time he saw Su Yang, Tang Sanzang was always a little unable to control the anger in his heart.

There is quite an idea of wanting to slap Su Yang to death directly.

Especially Su Yang's sloppy smile kept teasing Tang Sanzang's nerves.

"I..."

"It's a very shameless person."

"Oh yes, introduce yourself..."

"Black Street..."

"A gathering place of sin."

"Maniac!"

"Please advise!"

"As an additional note, I'm a real dog."

As the words fell, Su Yang turned into an afterimage and took the initiative to attack Tang Sanzang.

Zhao Gongdao's expression remained unchanged, but he summoned several thunderbolts again, hovering in the dark clouds, and he didn't know when he landed.

As for 'Wang Qiusheng', he also staggered to his feet, clutched the spear in his hand, turned himself into a sharp blade, and rushed towards Tang Sanzang with a courageous momentum.

The middle-aged man in shackles summoned a stream of water, enveloping it in a radius of 100 meters, like a water prison.

He was even standing in a stream of water, constantly controlling the flow of water, turning into a stream of water blades, sweeping towards Tang Sanzang.

"A rabble..."

"The last madness before dying."

Tang Sanzang sighed, shook his head slightly, and folded his hands.

"Amitabha..."

"My Buddha..."

"Coming to the world."

His voice was unusually vicissitudes and sacred.

As the words fell, the phantom of Lingshan suddenly appeared again in the distant sky.

The golden light swayed.

The next moment, a huge ancient Buddha phantom appeared behind Tang Sanzang.

And...

Compared with the previous one, this ancient Buddha is more majestic and magnificent.

"Shakyamuni..."

The middle-aged man in shackles changed his expression slightly, and subconsciously called out the name, but he didn't remember why he knew him.

But his eyes became unusually solemn.

(Regarding the plot of fishing, everyone should be calm and there will be no logical loopholes.) ）