Now, Sun Wukong is just a thin pangolin, and he is simply powerless to resist this sharp sword.

But just as the sword stabbed in front of Sun Wukong, it suddenly stopped in the air. At the same time, the golden light and yellow mist of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord also disappeared.

Sun Wukong raised his head suspiciously, and he found that the fire-tipped spear had passed through the throat of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.

The Hundred-Eyed Lord fell, and he rolled and struggled on the ground, and in a moment he was a black centipede.

Nezha came out of the corner, pulled out the fire-tipped spear, and said, "What a powerful monster." ”

Sun Wukong changed back into a human form, he rubbed his head, which was still a little dizzy, and said suspiciously: "This multi-eyed monster died five hundred years ago, but why did he suddenly come back to life?"

"Great Sage, could this multi-eyed monster be fake?" asked Nezha, looking at the centipede on the ground.

"No way. Sun Wukong shook his head and continued: "The golden light and yellow mist of this multi-eyed monster, Lao Sun still remembers it vividly, he is the multi-eyed monster five hundred years ago. But he's already dead!"

A cold wind blew, and the temperature around me seemed to drop quite a bit.

Neither Sun Wukong nor Nezha spoke again.

Silence, suffocating silence............

I don't know how long I was silent, but I heard Sun Wukong suddenly say: "Senior Brother Sha, why is Senior Brother Sha gone?"

"That's right!" Nezha also reacted, he clapped his hands and said, "The golden-bodied Arhat is injured, how can we forget him?"

So, Sun Wukong and Nezha began to look for the sand monk in the dark.

After a while, Sun Wukong found the sand monk behind a tree.

At this moment, the sand monk was leaning on a tree, motionless.

"Senior Brother Sha?" Sun Wukong went over and patted Sha Seng for a moment.

However, the sand monk fell.

"Senior Brother Sha!"

After hearing Sun Wukong's voice, Nezha rushed over, he looked at the fainted sand monk and asked, "Great Sage, what's wrong with the golden Arhat?"

Sun Wukong said: "Those spiders are poisonous!"

Sun Wukong dragged the sand monk to the bright place, only to see that the blood in the sand monk's wound had turned green.

"Third Prince, let's quickly protect Senior Brother Sha with our true qi!"

"Good!"

Sun Wukong and Nezha sat down cross-legged, they gathered their true qi on their hands, and then pointed to the temple of the sand monk, and the blue-white true qi quickly burrowed into the body of the sand monk like a small snake.

A quarter of an hour later, Sun Wukong and Nezha collected their mana.

"Great Sage, I don't know what kind of poison is in the Golden Arhat. Although our true qi can protect him, it is a symptom rather than a cure, and we have to find a way to save him quickly. Nezha said.

Sun Wukong blew at Sha Seng, who immediately became several times smaller.

Sun Wukong carefully put the mosquito-sized sand monk into his clothes, and then said, "It seems that we have to go to the spell caster as soon as possible." ”

"You mean, that spellcaster can undo the poison in the Golden Arhat?" asked Nezha.

Sun Wukong did not answer, but strode into the worm valley.

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This worm valley is like the rest of the Mongolian realm, except for darkness is darkness.

"Great Sage, we've been flying in the Worm Valley for almost a quarter of an hour, but there doesn't seem to be anything here. Nezha looked at the dark surroundings and said to Sun Wukong.

Without waiting for Sun Wukong to speak, Nezha continued: "Will that spellcaster really be here, and how can we find him?"

As soon as Nezha's words fell, a loud noise suddenly came.

There was suddenly such a loud noise in such a quiet environment, and Sun Wukong and Nezha were really taken aback.

After the loud bang, a red light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The red light was particularly dazzling in the pitch black.

"Third prince, don't make a sound, let's go over and have a look. Sun Wukong pointed to the red light and whispered.

The red light looked close, but it was actually far away.

Sun Wukong and Nezha flew for half an hour before they came to the front of the red light.

A Taoist temple appeared in front of the two of them, and those red lights came out of the Taoist temple in front of them.

This is a brand new Taoist temple, it looks like it has just been built, and at first glance, it is no different from an ordinary Taoist temple, except that its door is hidden.

"Taoist temples, there are Taoist temples in the Mongolian realm?" Nezha looked at the Taoist temple in front of him and said suspiciously.

"Third Prince, have you found a problem?" asked Sun Wukong.

"What?"

"This temple has no name. Sun Wukong said.

"That's right!"

At this time, Nezha also discovered that although there was a plaque hanging in this Taoist temple, there was not a word on the plaque.

"It's really strange to have a Taoist temple without a name. Sun Wukong muttered to himself.

After saying this, Sun Wukong was about to push the door in.

But Nezha grabbed him: "Great Sage, aren't you afraid of any ambush here?"

Just when Nezha finished saying this, a voice suddenly came from inside the Taoist temple: "Monkey King, Nezha, since you are here, why don't you come in?"

This voice is exactly the same as the caster's voice!

Sun Wukong and Nezha glanced at each other, but neither of them moved.

"What's the matter? The dignified fight to defeat the Buddha and the third prince of Nezha will also be afraid?"

After the word "Cheng" was finished, the door of the Taoist temple opened by itself!

"You can rest assured that there is no ambush in this temple. The voice came again.

Sun Wukong and Nezha did not go in, but flew in with great tacit understanding, because in the air they could see every corner of the Taoist temple.

At this time, they realized that this was not a Taoist temple at all.

In other words, it's just an open space enclosed by the outer wall of the Taoist temple!

A person is sitting in the center of the "Taoist Temple".

Sun Wukong and Nezha flew in front of him.

I saw that this person was dressed in a white robe, with a bun on his head, a white floating dust in his hand, and a sword on his back.

At the moment, he was closing his eyes.

"Sun Wukong, Nezha, you are finally here!" The Taoist priest in front of him suddenly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of piercing eyes like torches!

"Who are you?" asked Sun Wukong.

"I am a native of Linghu Dao. The Taoist priest stroked his black goat's beard, and then added: "Poor Dao is also the one who casts spells on Zhu Bajie."

"So you're the caster. Nezha looked Linghu Daoist up and down.

"Why? Doesn't the poor Dao look like it?" the Linghu Daoist smiled slightly, and then stood up.

"Linghu Daoist, Lao Sun wants to ask you for a favor. Sun Wukong said.

"Oh, we've just met, and if we defeat the Buddha, we need help from the poor Dao?" the Linghu Daoist stroked his beard again.

Sun Wukong didn't speak, he took out two villains from his clothes and blew them with his mouth, and the two villains instantly became several times bigger.

"Linghu Daoist, Lao Sun won't talk nonsense. Sun Wukong paused, pointed to one of them: "This is Lao Sun's junior brother, he was poisoned, I don't know if you can save him?"

Linghu Daoist laughed and said, "Sun Wukong, why do you think I want to save him?"

"If you save him, you will help Lao Sun, and if you help Lao Sun, Lao Sun will also help you. Sun Wukong said.

"How do you know that I have something to ask you for?" Linghu Daoist was stunned for a moment, and then asked Sun Wukong.

"You send Bajie back to the inn safely, and tell us with a thousand miles of transmission, let us come to Worm Valley to find you. Your purpose in doing this is actually to show favor to us, you sent the missing Bajie back, we owe you a favor, if you ask us for help, how can we refuse?" Sun Wukong said.

"Sun Wukong, but don't forget, Zhu Bajie was poisoned by me. Linghu Daoist said.

"If Lao Sun's expectation is good, Bajie is not poisoned at all. Sun Wukong looked at the Linghu Daoist and said.

The Linghu Daoist also looked at Sun Wukong, and after three seconds of staring at each other, the Linghu Daoist suddenly laughed: "Sun Wukong, you are really smart." You're right, Zhu Bajie is not poisoned, and I also want to ask you for help. ”

"In that case, please help save the Golden Arhat. Nezha said.

Linghu Daoist did not answer, but walked to Sha Seng's side, and he carefully observed Sha Seng's wounds.

"How's it going?" asked Sun Wukong.

The Linghu Daoist stroked his beard and said, "What he is in is the poison of the colorful spider." ”

"Colorful spider, can Senior Brother Nasha still be saved?" asked Sun Wukong anxiously.

"Don't worry, the poison of that colorful spider is strong, but it is solvable. Linghu Daoist said.

"Dao Chief, then please use your magic hand to save Senior Brother Sha's life. Sun Wukong said.

"What benefit can I get from saving him?" asked the Linghu Daoist rhetorically.

"If you save Senior Brother Sha, Lao Sun will help you. Sun Wukong said.

"You haven't asked me yet, what do I want you to help me, you can promise now, but what if you can't?" asked Linghu Daoist again.

"He can't do it, and me. At this time, Nezha walked over.

"Okay! Since the Buddha and the third prince of Nezha have said so, then the poor Dao will save his life. After that, as soon as the Linghu Daoist stretched out his hand, a gourd appeared in his hand.

The Linghu Daoist opened the lid of the gourd and poured out a green pill from it.

Linghu Daoist grabbed Sha Seng's cheeks and put the pill into his mouth.

"He's taken the antidote, and he'll wake up in half an hour. Linghu Daoist said.

"But there's one more thing. Sun Wukong said.

"What?" asked the Linghu Daoist.

"Bajie!"

Linghu Daoist stroked his beard again and said, "Don't worry, Zhu Bajie was just fed with drugs by Poor Dao, and he will wake up in three hours, and now two hours have passed, and after one hour, he will wake up by himself." ”

"What do you want Lao Sun to help you?" asked Sun Wukong at this time.

"It's very simple, I want you to help me kill a 'person'. Linghu Daoist said.