Seeing that Kang Jinlong was out of stock, he was about to stage a scene of burning Tang monk's meat, which frightened King Huangmei and hurriedly persuaded him.

"This golden cymbal is not afraid of fire, this plan will not work. I think if this magic weapon doesn't work, you might as well use your horns to pry it open. The Yellow Eyebrow King opened his mouth to propose.

"Okay!" Kang Jinlong nodded, then roared, raised the dragon horn on his head and rushed towards the golden cymbal.

With a bang, the pair of dragon horns stabbed into the golden cymbal fiercely, submerging an inch.

"There's a play!" everyone's faces were happy, and they asked Kang Jinlong to come again.

Kang Jinlong nodded, ready to pull back and charge again.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong, and his dragon horn seemed to be stuck inside.

Kang Jinlong was so frightened that he pulled hard, but it was still to no avail, and he was completely panicked this time.

Could it be that you want to go back with the golden cymbal? What are you kidding!

"Brother Kang Jinlong, are you okay? Could it be that you are stuck?" someone noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, it's just that the strength of this immortal is insufficient......" Kang Jinlong took a deep breath, and before he could finish speaking, Tang Sanzang's voice came from inside the golden cymbal.

"You are the gods who came to save the poor monks from the sea of suffering?"

Hearing Tang Sanzang's voice from inside, Kang Jinlong and the others had a happy face, and hurriedly asked, "Holy monk, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just that my stomach is a little swollen, I guess it's a ...... I've been stuffy here for too long, and my stomach is not very comfortable. Tang Sanzang said with a full hiccup.

"Well, the holy monk wait a moment, and we'll get you out later. Kang Jinlong hurriedly said.

"The poor monk is not in a hurry, but it is really difficult for you to pry open this golden cymbal with your own strength, so it is better to let your brothers come over with you." Tang Sanzang reminded with kindness.

Tang Sanzang said as he touched the dragon horn that Xiao Lotus had just revealed its sharp horns, squinted his eyes and said, "The poor monk is not in a hurry to go out, what are you busy with?" Since you're here, let's all be stuck here. ”

I saw a yellow runic light wrapped around the horns of the golden dragon, as if trying to lock his horns on the golden cymbal.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host Heavy Gate Deep Lock Spirit Rune for continuing to work, and after a hundred breaths, the golden cymbal will completely lock it up, and reward experience points +20!"

Kang Jinlong outside didn't know about the impending tragedy at all, and at this time he nodded to indicate that he was right, so he immediately named the names of Jiaomu Jiao, Doumu Hedgehog, Niu Jinniu, Ghost Golden Sheep and Zhang Yuelu.

"Okay, as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to save the holy monk. All the people shouted in unison, and they all bent down, and with all their might, they raised their horns and rushed towards the gap in the golden cymbal.

"Peng", "Peng", "Peng"!

A series of sounds exploded like thunder, instantly exploding in place.

I saw several gods slamming their horns into the golden cymbal, and they just pried the golden cymbal open a little gap!

Everyone was overjoyed and wanted to work harder, but they were stuck there and couldn't move!

"Damn, we're stuck!"

"It hurts, I can't move!"

"Let's shout one, two, three, and pull out the horns together!"

The gods shouted, and then one, two, three...... Can't pull it out!

"It's over!" the crowd looked at each other, tilting their necks against the huge golden cymbal, as if a giant insect was dancing its hands and feet.

"What should we do? Why don't we let that Yellow-eyed King make the golden cymbal bigger?"

Zhang Yuelu pushed the golden cymbal for a while, feeling that her neck was about to break, and hurriedly proposed.

The King of Yellow Eyebrows looked at everyone's sincere gaze and wanted to refuse, but when he saw them staring at him murderously, he had to sigh and shout: "Golden cymbal, golden cymbal, become bigger!"

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the golden cymbal gradually grew larger.

"Let's take advantage of the golden cymbal to get bigger, and then pull it out again!" Kang Jinlong said with a clenched fist.

Then the crowd shouted and shouted, and before they could pull it out, the golden cymbal had grown rapidly to the size of a house, and hung the gods in mid-air, leaving only two legs to struggle weakly in mid-air.

King of Yellow Eyebrows: "......"

The rest of the nakshatras: "......"

"King Huangmei, you can't find death, quickly take away the supernatural powers!" Kang Jinlong and the others kicked their legs and covered their heads stiffly, only to feel dizzy and dizzy, and their brains hurt to death!

"I ...... I can't control it, it doesn't seem to be under the control of this king now!" the King of the Yellow Eyebrows shouted a few tricks, but the huge golden cymbal was still motionless, as if it had taken root, and it could neither grow bigger nor smaller, nor move half a minute.

"This ...... How is it good?" the stars and gods gradually showed a look of despair.

How can saving someone become being saved by someone else? This is too unlucky!

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for trapping the gods for his death, and reward experience points +100!"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for his death, using the giant spirit rune to make the golden cymbal huge, and hanging a group of gods alive, rewarding experience points +100!"

Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and collected a wave of experience, and then took the small saw knife and knocked on the various horns displayed in front of him.

I saw that dragon horns, rhinoceros horns, bull horns, sheep horns and so on were all displayed in front of me, as long as Tang Sanzang was willing, he could easily pull them off.

"Wukong, do you want to add some deer antler velvet to replenish your body?" Tang Sanzang cut a small piece of antlers and stared at Sun Wukong, who was eating happily.

Sun Wukong was stuffing a mouthful full of food, and when he heard Tang Sanzang speak, he looked up and almost didn't spit out the food in his mouth.

"Master, what are you ......" Sun Wukong shuddered, watching Tang Sanzang put the cut deer antler velvet into the bowl with a smile, and there was nothing to say for a while.

Master, are you a devil? If you die like this, I'm afraid you won't be beaten to death by the twenty-eight stars, right?!

"Isn't it enough? I heard that this dragon horn is used to make dragon horns, which is very moisturizing and replenishing the lungs. Tang Sanzang said seriously.

Sun Wukong and the others were sweating profusely, and they said that they didn't need to.

"You say, isn't it a bit too immoral for a poor monk to do this?" Tang Sanzang touched his nose, as if his conscience had discovered.

"What do you say?" Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, and then was knocked on the top of his head by Tang Sanzang.

"Holy monk, you are doing a good deed. The black bear spirit hurriedly replied.

"Oh?" Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "How should I say this?"

Sun Wukong saw that the black bear was open-mouthed, and couldn't help but look at the black bear with a pitiful look.

You ask for more blessings, let you talk more, you deserve it!

Seeming to feel Tang Sanzang's kind eyes, the black bear spirit couldn't help but shudder, and then said slowly.