Vomit!

The Inspiration King was so frightened that he rolled up a demonic wind and rushed towards the eight-hundred-mile Tongtian River.

"Water! This king wants to rinse his mouth with water! What kind of demon magic did this damn demon monk do, so that he could deceive this king and make this king eat that disgusting thing!"

The King of Inspiration didn't care about cleaning up Tang Sanzang, and the top priority was to rinse it down.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for using the transformation charm on the shit for the shit, causing the Inspiration King food poisoning, experience points +80!"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for using the human charm on the child's urine for death, causing the King of Inspiration food poisoning, experience points +80!"

Xuanzang ran away when he saw the prey in his hand, how could he let it go, and chased after him.

"Tang Sanzang, when this king freshens up, this king will definitely beat you out of. The Inspiration King said angrily.

"King of Inspiration, the poor monk advises you not to go to the Tongtian River, it is very dangerous. ”

Xuanzang chased after him and said anxiously.

"Fart!" the King of Inspiration quickly ran to the edge of the Tongtian River, picked up a large handful of water and was about to pour it into his stomach.

At this time, Xuanzang smiled and burst a spirit rune.

I saw that a spirit rune was pinched and exploded by Xuanzang, and then a cold breath came out of the Tongtian River.

The originally turbulent Tongtian River was instantly covered with a layer of white frost like ice and snow.

With the rapid passage of time, the entire Tongtian River was completely frozen.

And the King of Inspiration was holding a large handful of water, which also completely turned into ice spikes, all of which pierced the mouth and nose, and suddenly the King of Inspiration was bleeding all over his face, and he screamed and screamed in pain.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for making a death pinch and bursting the Thousand Miles Ice Seal, causing the King of Inspiration to be cornered, experience points +80!"

"Tang Sanzang, don't go too far!"

The King of Inspiration was so angry that he forced him to eat and drink urine, and now he is not allowed to wash it, is this still human?

The enraged King of Inspiration brandished the nine-petal red copper hammer and rushed towards Tang Sanzang with murderous energy.

He decided to hammer the damned monk to death, regardless of whether he was the one appointed by Guanyin Bodhisattva to take the Western Sutra.

"Slow down, ......" Xuanzang raised his hand and drank the King of Inspiration.

"Tang Sanzang, don't you want to play tricks, this king won't eat you!"

The Inspiration King sneered, he had long known that this dead bald head was scheming, and believed that he would be blind in one fell swoop.

"It's not that the poor monk doesn't want to duel with you, but the poor monk wants to have a dignified duel with you who hasn't eaten, is it okay?"

Xuanzang asked with a sincere face, and the King of Inspiration was stunned for a moment, and his hair exploded in an instant.

Ma Dan, this king is now holding back the stench in his stomach, isn't it all because of you?

"Shut your foul mouth, this king will let you taste the power of this nine-petal red copper hammer today. ”

The Inspiration King raised his weapon and rushed over without saying a word.

This inspiration king was originally a goldfish raised in the lotus pond of Guanyin Bodhisattva, floating his head every day to listen to the scriptures, and after thousands of years of cultivation.

One day, the tide was rising, and the goldfish spirit took the opportunity to leave the lotus pond and run to the Tongtian River. Before leaving, he used an unopened branch of the Chinese herb to refine the nine-petal red copper hammer as a weapon.

Now that this nine-petal red copper hammer has been tempered by him, it has reached the level of an immortal weapon, and there is a faint flow of Buddhism in it, so that Xuanzang does not dare to despise it.

"King of Inspiration, the poor monk once again advises you not to rush over on impulse. Otherwise, the poor monk won't be able to help you. ”

Xuanzang silently lifted the cornucopia, and then blocked the front of his body without hesitation.

"Tang Sanzang, you think that with the broken copper and iron treasure on your body, you can resist the attack of this king, it is simply wishful thinking. ”

The King of Inspiration shook his hand, and the copper hammer made a loud sonic boom, shaking the ice on the surface of the lake, and Xuanzang was almost about to fall into the water.

"Inspiration King, you are wrong. This is not a defensive weapon, this is a secondary magic weapon, called a cornucopia. Xuanzang said unhurriedly, and then continued.

"The poor monk once again advises you not to come near me, it's too late to stop now, otherwise the situation will be irreparable. ”

Xuanzang sighed, and said with a face that he couldn't bear to say: "Inspiration King, you really have to think twice, the poor monk put something in the cornucopia before." ”

In the face of Xuanzang's repeated persuasions, the King of Inspiration sneered constantly: "This king doesn't care what you put in it, you will definitely be hammered to death by this king today!"

After speaking, the Inspiration King had already rushed to within five steps of Xuanzang, and it only took a moment to hammer Tang Sanzang into meat sauce.

Facing the vicious wind blowing in his face, Tang Sanzang did not show the slightest panicked look, but instead shook the cornucopia vigorously with a wicked smile.

Before the King of Inspiration could raise the nine-petal copper hammer, a large basin of viscous liquid rushed out of the cornucopia, pouring the King of Inspiration into his heart.

The King of Inspiration was shocked, he wanted to dodge but it was too late, and he was suddenly poured out, like a fish that had just been caught, staring at Tang Sanzang with wide eyes at the dead fish.

"Tang Sanzang, what are you doing, it's actually ...... Slimy?"

The King of Inspiration had a bad feeling, and Xuanzang sighed and said, "Actually, it's nothing, maybe the poor monk is on fire." ”

"Speak of people!" the King of Inspiration was furious, his eyes bulging like a big frog with round eyes.

"The poor monk just spat on the cornucopia, but he didn't expect to be able to conjure up a big puddle and make a fortune. Xuanzang said with a look of surprise.

"Spit,!" the King of Inspiration opened his mouth wide and couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Ma Dan, this Tang Sanzang is sick, right? Do everything possible to practice this king, this king has an enmity with him!

"Don't you believe it? The poor monk can swear that there is absolutely no deception!"

Xuanzang turned his head and spat on the cornucopia again.

Inspiration King: "@#¥%"

"The poor monk used to be like this, and then with a vigorous shake, the cornucopia would add up. The poor monk will show you the ....."

After speaking, Tang Sanzang lifted the cornucopia and strode towards the direction of the Inspiration King.

"Damn, don't come here!"

The King of Inspiration was so frightened that his soul was scattered, but Xuanzang chased after him.

"King of Inspiration, the poor monk really didn't lie to you, I don't believe you look at it. ”

"Look at your uncle, get out of here!" The King of Inspiration wanted to cry without tears, and the two ran all the way on the Tongtian River.

The people of Chenjiazhuang, who were originally very afraid of the King of Inspiration, looked at the majestic King of Inspiration with a shocked expression, but they were actually lifted by Xuanzang and forced to run around.

At this time, everyone showed a very surprised look on their faces.

"What, isn't that basin the basin that Elder Tang used to transform fate?

"I don't know this, maybe there's some more terrible curse on this pot!"