Seeing that his golden hoop stick was directly put away by this old man, Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly.

His golden hoop rod weighs more than 10,000 catties, which is not something that anyone can pick up, this old man can put it away, which shows that he is indeed not an ordinary person.

However, with his golden hoop rod already bound to the soul gem, Sun Wukong didn't have the slightest intention of worrying.

With a slight movement in his heart, he controlled the golden hoop rod back into his hand.

The soul gem has been bound, and his own exclusive weapon, no matter where he goes, Sun Wukong can take back the confinement.

"Huh?"

It's just that Sun Wukong, who calmed down and wanted to take back his golden hoop stick, couldn't help but change his face.

With the binding of the soul gem, it stands to reason that there is a soul connection between himself and the golden hoop stick, no matter where he is, he can feel the existence of the golden hoop rod and can also take the golden hoop rod back.

However, now I can't feel the existence of the golden hoop rod at all?

It felt like his golden rod had completely disappeared.

"This can't be!" This is the first time such a thing has appeared since the soul gem binding, and Sun Wukong's heart feels unbelievable.

"You old man, where did you receive my old grandson's golden hoop stick!?" Sun Wukong, who was still the old god, was a little anxious at this time, and said to the old man in a hurry.

"Ha, this is really funny, you yourself agreed to use the iron rod as compensation for old decay, and now I have taken it myself, are you in a hurry?" Listening to Sun Wukong's words, looking at his impatient appearance, the old man with white hair said with a sneering look on his face.

"Squeak Squeak......"

Yes, at this time, Sun Wukong was really anxious, so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and looked at the old man in front of him with wide eyes, if he didn't take care of his own losses now, Sun Wukong couldn't help but do it directly.

"Wukong, don't be impatient!" Seeing Sun Wukong's appearance, Jiang Liu stepped forward and said to Sun Wukong.

Immediately, Jiang Liu's eyes also fell on this old man, who had just opened the other party's character page, and Jiang Liu had already known the identity of the other party.

Humble and polite, Jiang Liu bent down slightly, bowed, and said: "This old man, it is indeed wrong for us just now, but the iron rod is the weapon of my apprentice, all the way west, it is indispensable to kill demons and demons, and I hope that the old man can raise his noble hand! We have a few masters and apprentices, and we can compensate with something else!"

"Something else, no, the old man has taken a fancy to this iron rod!" the old man didn't look like he could speak, shook his head, and said in refusal.

"Master, why are you talking to him so much, isn't it just a few rotten flowers and rotten grass? He is blackmailing me and others, since this old man is like this, my old grandson must teach me a good lesson!"

When the words fell, Sun Wukong raised his fist and smashed towards the old man.

just stepped on a few flowers and plants, and was taken away from the golden hoop stick, Sun Wukong's heart naturally felt that the other party was blackmailing.

"Wukong, wait a ......"

Kong Xuan, who is known as the strongest quasi-saint, has personally died, this is actually so easy to deal with? Seeing that Sun Wukong raised his fist, Jiang Liu's mouth shouted.

It's just that Sun Wukong has no intention of stopping at all, and has come to Kong Xuan.

Then, in the face of Sun Wukong's fancy-free punch, the old man turned into Kong Xuan had no meaning to talk nonsense, raised his hand and accurately grabbed Sun Wukong's wrist.

Then, with a twist of his waist, because of the difference in body shape, it was like dropping a rag doll, and he directly smashed Sun Wukong to the ground.

It stands to reason that with Sun Wukong's incorruptible King Kong body, even if the earth is smashed open, there will be no harm.

However, when he hit the ground this time, the earth didn't seem to be much damaged, but Sun Wukong felt dizzy.

"Brother Monkey ......" Although he often quarrels with Sun Wukong in ordinary times, but seeing Sun Wukong's appearance of being subdued at once, Zhu Bajie next to him shouted in surprise and urgency, picked up his Shangbao Qin gold rake and rushed up.

Naturally, Sha Wujing next to him will not sit idly by.

Seeing that several of his disciples joined forces, Jiang Liu opened his mouth, and he couldn't say anything if he wanted to stop it, and in the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

Well, since these disciples are going to do it, let's see for ourselves how strong Kong Xuan is.

Since he has become an old man, he obviously doesn't want to reveal his identity, so naturally, he won't use the five-color divine light, right?

As soon as his mind moved, Jiang Liu's hand was raised, and a Guanyin spell fell on Sun Wukong's body, and the misty light submerged into Sun Wukong's body, instantly recovering his blood volume value a lot.

At the same time, Jiang Liu's hand was raised, and the enhanced demon spell and the enhanced talisman spell were also thrown on Sun Wukong's body, making his strength even higher.

"I'm here to help too......" The white dragon horse under Jiang Liu's crotch also shouted, and immediately, his body turned into a red and white five-clawed divine dragon, and he also pounced towards the old man.

Outnumbered, in the face of the attack of Jiang Liu and his party, the old man's face did not change in the slightest, he just raised his fist, and then smashed a punch on Sun Wukong's head again.

With a snap, this punch smashed into Sun Wukong's head, directly smashing him to the ground, falling like a dog eating, and the blood bar also dropped a lot.

It looks like he can't get up for half a day.

Immediately following Sun Wukong, the old man's movements did not pause at all, and then he pounced on Zhu Bajie and the others.

There is no nonsense, it is really a punch, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing and even Xiao Bailong, everyone's head was smashed by this old man.

Then, lying on the ground and not moving.

"Okay, don't think about making exceptions!" After smashing Sun Wukong and them all unconscious, the old man's body moved, and he came to Jiang Liu's face again.

As he spoke, he raised his fist and smashed it down towards the river.

Looking at the falling fist, Jiang Liu's face changed slightly, and then he immediately brushed himself with a vajra spell skill.

In the state of the Great Perfection level Vajra Mantra, the next four single attacks can exempt 80% of the damage.

There was a snap, but the old man's fist smashed directly on Jiang Liu's head, and the 80% exemption effect of the Vajra Mantra seemed to have no effect at all.

Jiang Liu only felt as if someone had smashed a hammer on his head, and Jiang Liu, whose eyes were rolling, also collapsed and fell to a low voice, not knowing anything.

"This, this ......" The white rat spirit looked at it, including Jiang Liu, all the people were unconscious, and the white rat spirit's heart sank.

Such a strong person is definitely not something that he can deal with, but can he run away like this? He can't even escape, right?

"You, you can't hurt Master Xuanzang......"

Although he knew that he was far from being an opponent, the white rat spirit still opened his arms and protected him in front of the unconscious Jiang Liu, and at the same time, his eyes were also seriously staring at the old man in front of him.

"Oh, aren't you afraid of death? Even they are not my opponents, I want to kill you, and it is even more difficult to raise my hands......" Looking at the white rat spirit with open arms and protecting Jiang Liu, the old man opened his mouth in some surprise and asked the white rat spirit.

"I, of course I'm afraid of death, but, but I can't just watch you kill the holy monk!" Facing the old man, the white rat spirit had a look of fear on his face, and he stammered a little when he spoke, but he firmly stood in front of Jiang Liu, and had no intention of turning around and running for his life.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to kill them......" Seeing that the white rat spirit opened his arms and did not retreat no matter what, the old man shook his head slightly and said.

As he spoke, the old man turned around and landed on a hill not far from the Valley of Flowers.

The old man sitting cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, seemed to be pretending to sleep, and seemed to be cultivating.

But the white rat spirit knew that as long as the other party opened his eyes, he would be able to see the situation on his side clearly, so he had no chance to escape at all, let alone escape with Master Xuanzang.

Although it was impossible to escape, as long as the old man did not have the intention of killing people, the white rat spirit felt a little relieved in his heart.

Bent down, began to take care of the river, passed out in a coma, and seemed to have no worries about his life.

......

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Liu, who was in a coma, slowly opened his eyes.

Because he was lying down, as soon as he opened his eyes, he could see the stars in the sky.

Rubbing his head, Jiang Liu slowly sat up, and at the same time, looked left and right.

Sun Wukong and several of them were also in a coma, lying not far away, and the environment they were in was still in the valley of flowers.

"Holy monk, have you woken up, this is wonderful!" Seeing that Jiang Liu had woken up from his coma, the white rat spirit stepped forward and spoke.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Jiang Liu looked at the sky, and knew that his coma was not a short time, and asked the white rat spirit.

"Holy monk, you've been unconscious for about three or four hours!" replied the white squirrel.

"Three or four hours, about seven hours?" Listening to the white rat spirit's answer, Jiang Liu nodded knowingly in his heart.

Immediately, Jiang Liu's hand was raised, and the skill of the healing holy hand was displayed.

In the void, an indestructible holy relic appeared, and then, it fell directly.

Invisible fluctuations diffused out, slashing across Sun Wukong's body, and the blood bar on their heads was also rapidly recovering.

As the skill of the Healing Holy Hand was exerted, the old man on the mountain not far away opened his eyes and looked over.