Chapter 142: Painful Memories
In mid-air, the nine-tooth nail rake is sacrificed, the sky shines, the light is great, only to see the giant teeth hanging down at the front end of this divine soldier, there are nine in total, like a dragon's claw, and then back, the nail rake body shines starry, a little flick, the smoke and clouds are swirling, and it can cover the sun and moon in the sky.
Thundered
The blade of the divine soldier came from top to bottom, and the place where it passed, it actually reflected a glow of flames on all sides, blazing, brilliant, and radiant, and it looked beautiful, but because it was too clear, it gave people an indescribable fear.
The nail rake falls, and you have to build nine blood holes for all the monsters!
"Ah,"
"Ah,"
The big spider spirit and the three spider spirit watched the nine-toothed nail rake fall, reflecting the desperate faces of the two of them, they had already smelled death, and there was only regret and hatred left in their hearts.
jingling
Just when the two spider spirits were about to die under Zhu Bajie's nine-tooth nail rake, suddenly, the sound of ring pei sounded, very crisp, and then the faint fragrance was fine, diffusing all around, dispelling the killing machine on the nine-tooth nail rake. Then, a shadow fell from the sky, dancing, the streamers swayed, and the heavy and melancholy smoke hovered around the left and right, very delicate, meeting the nine-tooth nail rake.
bang
With a soft sound, accompanied by the sound of collision, the nine-tooth nail rake spun in mid-air, drew a semi-arc, and fell in the direction of Zhu Bajie.
"Duh. ”
Zhu Bajie exhaled, took a step back, and steadily caught his nine-tooth nail rake, sensing the strong anti-shock force coming from the nine-tooth nail rake, and pulled his mouth: What a lot of power.
"Huh?"
Sun Wukong carried the Ruyi golden hoop stick, stood in front of Zhu Bajie, looked up at the opposite side, in his fiery eyes, Qianying fell in front of the two spider spirits, and turned slightly, showing his appearance, eyebrows like green feathers, muscles like mutton fat, cloud temples like a hill, eyes as cold as winter water, skirt red like fire, pearl and green head full of treasure light.
Even if it is the same as the two spider spirits, they are all women, but the woman who appeared in the end has cold eyes, a calm temperament, and is beautiful, but it gives people more of a heroic posture, a kind of woman who does not let her eyebrows go.
"It's you. ”
Sun Wukong saw the person coming clearly and shouted.
"Scorpion Spirit!"
Zhu Bajie held his nine-toothed nail rake steady at this time, and also took the time to take it, he also recognized Wu Qian's identity, and couldn't help but tremble, and the pig's head showed a little pain. There is no other reason, Zhu Bajie fought with Wu Jian and suffered a slap of horse poison stake, which stung his eyelids and swelled like a rotten apple, that kind of pain, now that I think about it, I still remember it vividly, it hurts too much!
Wu Jian ignored Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, but waved his long sleeves, helped up the two spider spirits who had fallen to the ground in fear just now, and said, "If you want revenge, you can't be reckless." If you are not as strong as others, and you are so reckless, isn't it sent to death? What is the point of dying like a feather?"
"We,"
The big spider spirit and the three spider spirits seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, and they were grateful and ashamed on their faces, they held hands and saluted Wu Qian, weeping silently, but they no longer looked as desperate as they did just now.
"This is the turning point,"
Li Yuanfeng's divine will of the Lord of the Heart and Demon was still attached to Wu Qian's body, evolving into the appearance of vertical pupils, deep and secluded, looking at the two spider spirits opposite, he could see that after being rescued by the scorpion spirit Wu Qian, the scorching heat on the top door of the two spider spirits had a slow fall, although the amplitude was very low and small, but it was no longer the same as just now. Then, the wisps of miserable green permeated it, and it walked around, gradually becoming the appearance of nine bird heads, which was the shelter of his own ghost car luck. In this way, the Journey to the West calamity on the two spider spirits has a chance to turn around.
"Help yourself first, and then God help. ”
Li Yuanfeng saw it clearly, and smiled slightly, the five spider spirits in front of him died in front of the five-person group of the scriptures, and the luck protection of his ghost car did not work, and although the two spider spirits in front of him were saved by Wu Qian, they can survive now, that is, the stage of the Journey to the West Tribulation from prosperity to decline, and their own luck protection began to work.
Due to their own involvement, the big spider spirit and the three spider spirits have a great possibility of breaking the catastrophe of the Journey to the West on their bodies.
Li Yuanfeng watched quietly, thinking seriously, although the catastrophe of the Journey to the West is not as good as the legendary catastrophe of the gods, it can be more cumbersome and complicated in the subtleties.
"Scorpion Spirit,"
Sun Wukong lifted the Ruyi golden hoop stick, the golden monkey hair on his body stood up, and the tips were precipitated with red gold, crumbling, he stretched Lei Gong's face, very majestic, not like the old giggling and laughing jokes, and said in a deep voice, "Haven't you been surrendered by the auspicious Tibetan Bodhisattva, went to the West to practice Sanskrit, annihilated the demonic nature, and sought the right result? Why did you appear here again, and be with the two spider spirits?"
Sun Wukong's voice is very loud, like a thunderbolt, echoing in all directions, with an aftersound.
"Is it a scorpion spirit that you stole and ran out again?"
Zhu Bajie thought of the various demons and monsters he encountered on the way to learn the scriptures, divergent his thinking, and made a sudden realization, and said, "You must have taken advantage of the auspicious Tibetan Bodhisattva's absence to sneak out and come to the Nether to make waves! Okay, you, see if the Bodhisattva knows it, he won't teach you a hard lesson!"
"Thief monkey, fat pig, don't talk nonsense here. ”
Wu Jian thought of the past experience, she was forced by the power of the auspicious Tibetan Bodhisattva to show her original form in front of these two people, and heard them bite a scorpion essence, the shell teeth bitten, and a storm brewed between her eyebrows, but she thought of her own mansion master's explanation, and said, "This is Pansi Cave, you are not welcome, you leave quickly!"
"Don't think!"
Sun Wukong now has the temperament of the former Monkey King, and the reckless and arrogant side of his personality has also raised his head, he knows that the scorpion spirit in front of him is powerful, after all, the pain of the last time he was beaten is still fresh in his memory, but the monkey is now self-sustaining his own strength, and he knows the details of the other party, so he is very confident, and said, "Scorpion essence, since you dare to sneak out from under the auspicious Tibetan Bodhisattva seat, we have encountered it, naturally we will not care, and we can't let you do evil in the nether!"
Sun Wukong's treasure is solemn, and his words contain a kind of justice and demon subjugation advocated by Brahmanism.
"Not bad. ”
Zhu Bajie dangled the nine-toothed nail rake, and the ears of the wind were snorting and fanning, this former marshal of Tianpeng was grudgeful, he was struck down by Wu Jian last time and stung by a horse poison pile, and now his strength has greatly improved, and he wants to take revenge.
"Good, good, good. ”
Tang Sanzang recited the Buddha's name, expressing satisfaction with Sun Wukong's attitude, although his eldest disciple has not spoken recently, his position is still very stable.
"You are asking for yourselves. ”
Wu Jian glanced at the two people, of course she saw that the monkey and Bajie in front of her were not what they used to be, but she was even more true, she just said to the two spiders, "Let's go back, this revenge, you two will take revenge yourself in the future." ”
"Yes. ”
The big spider spirit and the three spider spirits glanced at the five-person group fiercely, and they didn't even let go of the white dragon horse, and then kept them all in mind, and then followed behind Wu Qian, stepped up the steps, entered the door, and returned to the manor.
"Stop!"
When Sun Wukong saw the third daughter walking into the manor, he couldn't help but be anxious, he shouted, and was about to step on the steps and chase in!
Bang
But before Sun Wukong entered the villa, suddenly, a burst of fire came out of it, extremely fast, incredibly fast, as if the space was melting in front of this firelight, unable to stop half a minute.
Thundered
In the blink of an eye, the firelight rushed to Sun Wukong, and immediately spread out, showing the appearance of the person inside, a boy carved in pink and jade, with big eyes, a collar around his neck, a red robe, and a fire-tipped spear in his hand.
As soon as the boy came out, he waved the fire-tipped spear in his hand, and the samadhi real fire in his mouth and nose was spitting, and he shouted in a crisp and crisp voice, "Bah! You monkey dare to appear in front of this little master again, see if I don't burn you!"
"Oh my god,"
Zhu Bajie, who was behind Sun Wukong, saw the person clearly, jumped three feet high, bigger than the movement of the scorpion spirit, and shouted, "Brother Monkey, run." ”
"Burn!"
The person who came was the red boy, he didn't talk nonsense at all, he opened his mouth to be the true fire of Samadhi, spraying at the Monkey King at the front, and Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, Tang Sanzang, and White Dragon Horse in the back!
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