Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes, and said with a look of hatred: "The meaning of the poor monk, don't you still understand? My Buddha is merciful, even the high Bodhisattva, I will go to hell to purify the evil ghosts." ”

"If you want to change your ways, you will naturally be good. Of course, it is to follow my Buddha, hand in hand, step by step, two steps, three steps, four steps to the underworld. Burned to ashes, one, two, three, four, stacked in a pile......"

Demons: "......"

Hell, aren't you trying to burn us to death?

The Eighteen Princes and the others were furious, and everyone shouted loudly and rushed forward one after another, wanting to fight to the death and win the last chance of life.

"Wukong, don't do it!" Tang Sanzang tried his best to get a wave of experience, he didn't want Sun Wukong to ruin his good deeds.

Of course, Sun Wukong didn't dare to mess around, but at this time, there was a dragon groan behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the little white dragon turned into a five-clawed golden dragon, proud of everyone, and let out a dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, shocking the soul.

"Don't hurt my master!"

The people who were still murderous were all shattered by the roar of the little white dragon, and they were all frightened back to their original shapes.

The little white dragon has activated the divine power of the five-clawed golden dragon, and even the Dragon King of the West Sea has to taboo him for a few points, not to mention the goblins who have cultivated these mountains and trees in front of him.

Moreover, the Eighteen Gong and the others had already been seriously injured by the fire, and their cultivation fell sharply.

Now with the roar of the little white dragon, it seems to crush the last straw on his body, directly beating them to the ground, and thousands of years of cultivation have been in vain.

In a hurry, I saw a large number of pine, cypress, juniper and other stumps scattered directly on the ground, so angry that the corners of Tang Sanzang's mouth twitched.

"Master, did I do something wrong, little white dragon?" Seeing that Tang Sanzang's face was wrong, Xiao Bailong hurriedly drooped his head, not daring to look directly at Tang Sanzang's murderous gaze.

"You...... Very well done!" Tang Sanzang grimaced, and then walked forward without saying a word.

What the hell, what kind of monsters do the poor monks raise, just shout to rob the poor monk's head, it's really enough.

Then, Sun Wukong and others continued to escort Tang Sanzang on the road.

It's just that Xiao Bailong looked aggrieved, and said to the sand monk on the side with indistinct words: "Boss Sha, is he still angry, master." ”

"No, don't think about it. Sha Seng touched the mane of the little white dragon and comforted.

"But why did the master put a mask on me and let you beat me from time to time with a leather whip?"

"Don't think about it, I guess your breath is too big, that's why you are asked to wear a mask. Sha Seng replied solemnly, and after seeing Tang Sanzang's sharp gaze, he hurriedly whipped the little white dragon again.

"Woo woo!" the little white dragon was full of grievances, but he didn't dare to say more.

"Little White Dragon, don't blame me. Lao Sha, I'm just driving away mosquitoes for you. Sha Seng knew that this little white dragon had activated the ancient bloodline power of the five-clawed golden dragon, and it was no longer what it used to be, so of course he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he had to laugh and laugh on the side.

In front of him, the black bear took a few deep breaths, and after thinking for a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Holy Monk, are you really angry with the little white dragon?"

Tang Sanzang rolled his eyes and said coldly, "Does the poor monk seem to be that kind of stingy person?"

"Ahem, Holy Monk, you are indeed the most generous person I have ever seen.

The black bear saw that Tang Sanzang's face was gloomy, and he didn't dare to ask more.

After walking for a while, the black bear spirit couldn't help but ask, "Holy monk, are you still angry with the old black me?"

"There is no such thing. Tang Sanzang still said lightly.

"Then why have you been riding on me since just now?" asked the black bear spirit, still refusingly.

Tang Sanzang, who was sitting on the head of the black bear spirit dog, lowered his head slightly, and said expressionlessly: "What's the matter, you're not happy?"

"No, I'm just curious. The black bear spirit broke out in a cold sweat, and then Tang Sanzang's cold voice sounded in his ears.

"Before, I don't know who instigated my apprentice, saying that peeing can break the bullshit method of hitting the wall. If Western Buddhism knows about this, I don't know where to put the old face of the poor monk. ”

Facing Tang Sanzang's unkind rhetorical question, the black bear spirit shuddered and sneered, "Didn't this little white dragon make them all die? ”

"Hehe, of course our master and apprentice will keep their mouths shut, but we don't guarantee that outsiders won't talk nonsense. Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and looked at the black bear spirit deadly.

The black bear spirit was stunned for a moment, and said, "There are only a few of your masters here, how can there be ...... outside?"

As soon as he said this, the black bear spirit shuddered, and suddenly remembered that Tang Sanzang was talking about the outsider...... Could it be that you are referring to yourself?

"Holy monk, you are ......" The black bear spirit recalled the past of being tortured by Tang Sanzang, and couldn't help but feel the chrysanthemum tighten, and hurriedly smiled: "Holy monk, are you joking with me?"

"Hehe!" Tang Sanzang looked at the black bear spirit with a smile, and watched the black bear carefully hit seven up and eight times.

"The poor monk's robe, you hurry up and get it right, this road to learning scriptures in the west is almost over, and the poor monk doesn't want to have more branches. ”

"That's that, that's. The black bear spirit breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and his heart was really dangerous.

At this time, Sun Wukong ran over with his eyebrows squeezed, and when he saw the black bear spirit looking deflated, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Old Hei, you shouldn't be scolded, right?"

"No, the holy monk is promoting the Dharma to me. The black bear spirit said with a serious face.

"Bah, your eyes have betrayed you a long time ago. Did you take a robe to protect yourself from the rain, and the east window incident happened?" Sun Wukong teased.

Tang Sanzang: "???"

"Wukong, what are you talking about, what kind of robe to keep out the rain?" Tang Sanzang wondered.

When the black bear spirit heard this, his face changed, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Phew, I peed on the somersault cloud before, but I watched you lift your robe......"

Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, a cold murderous aura came from Tang Sanzang's body, and he saw Tang Sanzang smile without laughing: "Black Bear Zhenjun, do you want to explain?"

The black bear spirit's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "Holy Monk, I can explain this. ”

"Hehe!" Tang Sanzang squinted at the black bear spirit, then slowly raised his fist and slammed it, so frightened that the black bear spirit hurriedly dodged.

Only a loud bang was heard, and a hill hundreds of meters away was directly blown to pieces.

"Then you can explain it well, about the good people and good deeds you have done in this Muxian Nunnery. The smile on Tang Sanzang's face became more and more intense.

"Ahh