On the other hand, in the face of Sun Wukong's stormy attack, the Tailed Fire Tiger had no power to fight back, and there was a feeling of fatigue in his body, and the Yellow Wind Monster over there couldn't count on it at all, knowing that if he continued like this, he might die here, gritted his teeth, swung the monkey's iron rod with all his might, and fled backwards.

"Want to escape?"

Sun Wukong sneered, and chased after him with a golden hoop stick and a somersault cloud.

The monsters in the Journey to the West, in addition to the golden-winged Dapeng of the desolate species, who can compare with the monkey speed, even if the tailed fire tiger is the god of fire, and the art of fire escape is superb, but how can it compare to the somersault cloud of the great sage, only for a long time, it was chased by the monkey, and he beat it with a stick, and the fire light of the body was scattered with a stick, and the tailed fire tiger screamed, like a falling meteor, and smashed it on the ground.

"Hehe, today my old grandson will call you into a reincarnation!" Looking at the tailed fire tiger deeply embedded in the earth, Sun Wukong sneered, turned a stick into a spear, and was about to throw it down.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the sky, and a quaint black pot was thrown down from above, only to see the fire burst above the spout, and hundreds of fire crows rushed out, hovering and crying above the sky, reflecting the whole sky in a fiery red.

"Manado!"

Seeing this treasure, the Tailed Fire Tiger's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy, his body shook, and the flames around him suddenly gushed out.

As if sensing something, the overwhelming fire crows swarmed towards the tailed fire tiger on the ground, and a dense roar sounded, the earth trembled, and the tailed fire tiger was completely engulfed in flames in the blink of an eye.

A cold glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he shouted towards the sky: "Huo De Xingjun, do you want to save people in front of Lao Sun!"

At this time, countless crows slowly flew upwards with the tailed fire tiger, Sun Wukong sneered and was about to make a move, and a voice came from far away above the sky: "Thank you for the mercy of the Great Sage's men this time, the little god is grateful here, and there will be rewards in the future!"

At the end of the sky, a huge figure made of flames loomed, Sun Wukong snorted coldly, watching the Tailed Fire Tiger gradually disappear into the sky, but he didn't make a move, obviously he was also very clear in his heart, the appearance of Huo De Xingjun obviously represents the will of the Heavenly Court, if he insists on killing the Tailed Fire Tiger, I am afraid that it may not be who will appear again.

With Sun Wukong's character, it's not that he's afraid of heaven, but now he is learning from the Tang and Song dynasties, and he is not a real free body, so it's really not good to cause too much trouble. After thinking about it again, he decided to simply sell a favor to Huo Dexingjun, after all, he also had some friendship back then.

Thinking of this, he turned into a golden light, and disappeared one by one.

......

"Evil animal, don't hurry up yet!" "Outside the green shade, the Lingji Bodhisattva transformed by Zhu Bajie suddenly shouted, so frightened that the Yellow Wind Monster couldn't help but tremble, and cowered and came closer, not daring to speak.

Seeing the powerful demon king bow down in front of him, Zhu Bajie was secretly refreshed, and couldn't help but get a little carried away, and laughed loudly: "You monster also have today! If you don't quickly hand over all the treasures in the house, you can spare you from dying!"

"Huh?"

The Yellow Wind Monster raised his head with courage and glanced at the 'Lingji Bodhisattva' suspiciously, always feeling that today's Bodhisattva was a little strange.

"Mom sells batches!"

Tang Song on the side was so frightened that his heart jumped out, and he glared at Zhu Bajie fiercely, why don't you add any words blindly, did Lao Tzu let you improvise! If you want to die, the poor monk will not accompany you.

Zhu Bajie also realized that if he said too much, he hurriedly coughed lightly, raised the staff made of a rake in his hand and knocked on the head of the Yellow Wind Monster, and said in a deep voice: "You made a big mistake this time, it is the result of my indulgence, don't show your original form quickly, quickly follow me to the Buddha to ask for sin!"

The fear of Lingji Bodhisattva has long been deep-rooted, where do you dare to hesitate, as soon as you turn over in the clouds, you will turn into a yellow-haired sable rat more than a foot long, and look at Zhu Bajie pitifully.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky, and Sun Wukong slowly fell beside Tang Song.

At this time, Zhu Bajie led the Yellow Wind Monster to the ground, Tang Song looked at the big yellow mouse in front of him with emotion, who would have thought that this was the famous Yellow Wind Monster in the Journey to the West, and the monkeys were helpless with a samadhi divine wind.

Sun Wukong turned his head, stared at the Yellow Wind Monster with both eyes and smiled coldly, so frightened that the Yellow Wind Monster hurriedly hid behind the Lingji Bodhisattva that Zhu Bajie had become, and did not dare to show his head.

"Change!"

The monkey plucked a hair, and with a light blow, it turned into a golden rope, which firmly bound the Yellow Wind Monster and sealed all his mana.

The Yellow Wind Monster originally wanted to struggle, but was glared at by Zhu Bajie, and hurriedly hung his head down again, and honestly let it go.

Seeing the Yellow Wind Monster tied up like a dumpling, Tang Song breathed a sigh of relief, this catastrophe was finally done!

"This monster has done a lot of evil, and he can't be left behind, so let my old grandson send him into that reincarnation!" Facing the Yellow Wind Monster, which had no ability to resist, Sun Wukong finally bared his fangs and hit the Yellow Wind Monster viciously with a golden hoop stick.

The Yellow Wind Monster was so frightened that the urine was about to come out, and the two little eyes looked at the 'Lingji Bodhisattva' in front of him with tears in their eyes, a group of liars, didn't they say that they would go to Lingshan?

"Aang!"

At this moment, suddenly a heaven-shattering dragon roar sounded, and an eight-clawed golden dragon appeared in the clouds, turning into a golden light and violently grasping the Yellow Wind Monster in its claws, and then shaking its head and tail and rushing into the air.

The little white dragon trembled with fright, it was a real dragon transformed into a magic weapon, far more noble than him, a little dragon from all over the world, and hurriedly hid behind Tang Song, trembling.

"Where did the worm come from?"

Sun Wukong was furious, and a little dragon dared to snatch food from the tiger's mouth! Suddenly he jumped up to the clouds, picked up the golden hoop stick, and was about to smash it at the golden dragon.

"Great Sage, is it good to give the poor monk a face?"

A faint voice suddenly came from above the sky, and everyone looked intently, only to see an old monk wearing a golden crown slowly appearing, beckoning slightly, the huge golden dragon suddenly turned into a golden staff and fell into his palm, and the yellow wind monster fell under his feet with a pop.

"Lingji Bodhisattva!"

Seeing the deity appear, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but shrink his head and quietly hid behind Tang Song.

The Yellow Wind Monster, who was confused, opened his eyes, looked at the Lingji Bodhisattva standing in front of him, and then looked at the Lingji Bodhisattva below, with a confused face, his brain was not as big as a walnut in an instant, and one Lingji Bodhisattva was enough for him, why did he pop up another one now?

"Marshal Tianpeng, how long will you have to pretend to be a poor monk?" Lingji Bodhisattva said with a smile as he looked at the identical imposter below.

Zhu Bajie touched the back of his head embarrassedly, laughed twice, hurriedly turned back to his original body, and said loudly to the sky: "Bodhisattva, this is not my old pig's idea, but my family has to ask me to do it." ”

Tang Song: "......"

If you were born in the war years, you would be a traitor, and you would have been recruited before the execution, so why should you carry two more blows!