"Youkai, my old pig is back!"

Outside the Liusha River Water Mansion, Zhu Bajie floated in the water with a nine-tooth nail rake and shouted loudly.

Zhu Bajie was also very helpless, these two monsters hid in the water and couldn't shrink, Tang Song had no choice but to let him go into the water again to see if he could try to lure the monsters out again.

However, Zhu Bajie didn't have any bottom in his heart, and he didn't know if the last play was exposed, anyway, he was fully prepared, as soon as the two monsters came out after a while, as long as the wind was slightly wrong, he would run away immediately, and he would never fight with the monster.

If there is anything more precious in this world than life, it is one's own life.

In the water mansion, the mysterious person sat on the stone platform in the middle, the huge figure seemed to be about to fill the water mansion, like a small mountain, the river god stood respectfully aside, the height was not as high as the person's calf, it looked extraordinarily small.

The river god raised his head, looked at this mysterious person cautiously, and didn't know what to say for a while, when he suddenly heard the shouts of Zhu Bajie outside, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, turned his head to look at the general and said, "It seems to be Marshal Tianpeng!"

The shutter nodded, but did not speak.

"Marshal Tianpeng?"

The person who came was stunned, stroked his beard and smiled: "After many years, I haven't seen it for a long time, I was demoted to the mortal world by my lord back then, and now I am protecting the fake scripture taker to seek scriptures and worship the Buddha, I am really willing to fall!"

After laughing twice, the person who came suddenly frowned, looked at the river god with a puzzled expression: "That pig demon is the monk's protector, this time it should be here to teach you and others, why are you so happy?

"My lord didn't know, and Marshal Peng didn't know the true origin of the monk that day, so he was deceived, and not long ago he was persuaded by us to surrender, and was ready to help us and others kill the scripture learner together. The river god hurriedly explained.

"Oh, but according to my observation, Tian Peng has always been obedient to the monk's words, and he has not slackened at all. The visitor said with a sneer.

"That's the marshal acting, just because the Monkey King has been getting in the way, so it's not easy to start. The river god hurriedly defended Zhu Bajie.

"Fool, that guy has always been cunning, how do you know if it's true or not?, don't end up trapping yourself too!" reprimanded the man.

The river god frowned slightly, but immediately turned to a smile on his face, and whispered: "Don't worry, my lord, it doesn't matter if it's fake, according to the plan, the little god only needs to lure the demon monkey away, and when the time comes——"

"Why bother!"

The person who came waved his huge hand like a boat, interrupted the words of the river god, and said in a deep voice: "With this seat here, it is better to capture the pig demon directly, so as not to cause trouble." ”

"But—"

The river god wanted to say something, but he was glared at by the big eyes of the light bulb who came, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly retracted his words, so he had to bow down and say, "The little god obeys." ”

The person who came stroked his beard and laughed, and said proudly: "You can just wait for the opportunity to act!"

At this time, outside Shuifu, just as Zhu Bajie was waiting outside the door more and more impatiently, the stone gate of Shuifu suddenly opened with a 'boom', and the roller shutter and the river god walked out together.

Zhu Bajie subconsciously took a few steps back, raked the nine-toothed nail rake across his chest, and looked each other up and down cautiously with his two small eyes, but did not speak.

"Marshal, I'm sorry!" The river god was so worried that he didn't see Zhu Bajie's strange appearance, he gritted his teeth, the mana around his body surged wildly, his hands slowly pressed down, and an invisible wave rippled out of the water.

The curtain was expressionless, like a cold-blooded killer, and he split the water and shook the demon scepter to kill him directly.

"Oops!"

Zhu Bajie's heart sank, he didn't expect these two monsters to be so decisive, it seemed that they had already been exposed.

Zhu Bajie didn't dare to hesitate any longer, his feet stepped suddenly in the water, and he turned around and wanted to escape, but he suddenly felt that the water around him seemed to be solidified, and at the same time, a heavy pressure slowly pressed.

Knowing that it was a ghost made by the river god, Zhu Bajie danced the nine-toothed nail rake, and the huge mana was suddenly released, pushing away all the surrounding water, and making the art of water escape run madly towards the water.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a scorching light flashed in the sky, Zhu Bajie was shocked, but it was an incomparably sharp sword light attacking, separating the heavy water waves, shooting straight towards him, Zhu Bajie didn't have time to dodge, so he had to stop the nine-tooth nail rake in front of him.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sword light collided with the nine-tooth nail rake, and a blazing light flashed in the water, as if it was about to completely light up the dark underwater, and the violent impact shook up huge water waves, pushing the river god and the curtain far away.

Like a cannonball, a figure smashed into the bottom of the river with a wave of water, leaving a long line of water in the water.

"Who is it?!"

Zhu Bajie roared out of the mud, his long mane dancing in the water, his two eyes shining fiercely, and his head raised and roared.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and a huge figure slowly appeared, shrouded in a shadow, giving people a strong sense of oppression, looking down at Zhu Bajie below, and said with a cruel smile: "I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed!"

......

On the shore, Sun Wukong looked at the raging river and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that the fight has already started, and I don't know if that idiot can lead that monster up." ”

But after a while, the river regained calm, but no one came up for a long time, Tang Song suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and frowned: "Bajie can't have something wrong!"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said: "With the skills of those two monsters, if Bajie wants to escape, they will never be able to stop it, unless——"

Sun Wukong and Tang Song glanced at each other and said in unison: "The third monster!"

Tang Song's heart sank, and he patted his head in annoyance, it seems that the mysterious monster has joined forces with the two demons of the quicksand river, and Zhu Bajie must have been caught by the three monsters. This time it was really too careless, and it was really unwise to let Zhu Bajie risk himself when he knew that there was a third monster hidden.

"Wukong, what should I do?" Tang Song asked in a deep voice, everything seemed to be developing towards the worst.

"For today's plan, my grandson can only go into the water in person, you wait on the shore first, and wait for the old grandson to explore the reality of the monster, so as to see if you can save Bajie. Sun Wukong said helplessly, he knew that his ability in the water was limited, but fortunately, he was proficient in seventy-two changes, and it was difficult for the monster to catch him.

"Wait!" Tang Song hurriedly grabbed Sun Wukong.

"You just threw me here alone?" Tang Song looked like he wanted to cry without tears, you haven't even moved the tiger out of the mountain, you yourself will wade into the water, as long as any of the three monsters come up, they will definitely not have his good fruit to eat.

You look at the little appearance of the roller blind, his face is full of hair, he looks like a dyed Arab beard, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a good person, he always feels like he is going to take out a submachine gun out of somewhere the next moment, and the river god is a different I'Airo, who carries a gourd god all day long, and maybe when he dies in urine, he will drown him, not to mention the mysterious third monster, which makes it look like a drugged stupor, and exudes a lewdness from the inside out.

How can you bear to put a poor monk alone in such a dangerous environment? Is it okay to be a little more professional? We are serious about learning from the scriptures.