readx;? As he spoke, he pouted secretly in the direction behind him, "Do you see the little monk sitting next to the white horse over there......?"

The little demon didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly nodded: "I saw it~ I saw it~ I saw it~ I saw the little one, I saw the master~"

Wukong's doppelganger pouted and said disdainfully: "Master of bullshit, let me tell you that he is the Zhantan Merit Buddha you are looking for, you can go and arrest him now." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The little demon was stunned when he heard this, his eyes widened, and then he woke up and shook his head like a rattle, "The king spares his life~ The king spares his life~ The little one was bewitched by the golden lion king, and now he suddenly woke up and never dared to attack the Buddha......"

This little demon can also be regarded as clever, but this time he is clever in the wrong place, he thinks that Wukong is testing him with words to see if he is really soft.

How could I have thought that Wukong, the monkey, didn't have these twists and turns, and now he is really angry that his family is fighting here to the death, but the golden cicada over there is not doing it leisurely, especially when these big and small monsters first appeared, they shouted clearly and understood, they are here to find some Zhantan Merit Buddha, but it is not that he fights to defeat the Buddha.

I feel uncomfortable, and I also want to let the golden cicada move its muscles and bones.

Seeing that the little demon in front of him was shouting about the king, but in fact, he didn't even want to share this 'little thing' for him, the king, and suddenly the monkey-faced elder was pulled.

One kick kicked this 'deception' little monster to fly out.,Excited to chase the scattered monsters again.,This time he didn't have those patience when he met a begging for mercy.,It's just two clones plus a body.,Changing the way to drive the escaped monsters to the side of the golden cicada.。

However, the place where Jin Chanzi and Ryoma Ao Qingchen are now is a mountain col, even if those little monsters have a low IQ, they still have some ability to run, I just think that Wukong is a trap to do this, and no one dares to follow the monkey's will to run to the side of Jin Cicada.

Seeing this situation, Wukong's teeth itched with hatred, and he barely broke his throat and scolded angrily, "You monsters who should be killed, how can you even think of running without even going to fight, quickly set up a formation for your Uncle Sun, and go to find trouble with the dead bald donkey." ”

However, these few words can only be hidden in the heart, if you really shout out, you will not be killed by the little monk in the future.

After all, the three Wukong can hold a limited place, and besides, these big and small monsters are not good at cultivation at most, they are just low-level demon generals, and they can't arouse any passion from the monkeys.

In the end, a dozen monsters ran up the hill with a roll, and one by one they were shocked to see the three Wukongs at the bottom of the valley reunited into one, and they didn't mean to kill them all......

This is the western desert of Xiniuhezhou, almost everywhere is the Gobi gravel beach, this valley is no exception, those slopes are not so much hillsides, but sand dunes are more appropriate.

At this time, the floating sand on the surface of the sand dune suddenly became windless and automatic, and turned into sharp claws in the stunned eyes of the dozen or so surviving youkai, and a little youkai was stunned by the scene in front of him.

When he came back to his senses, he happened to see a monster next to him being grabbed by four or five sharp claws at the same time, and he was pulled apart and killed without a whole corpse when he pulled each other.

The monsters who came back to their senses immediately used the weapons in their hands to smash the claws formed by the condensation of the sand, and these giant claws of the sand were not very strong, some of them were cut off from their claws, and some of them were directly smashed by some blunt weapons.

However, once the claw breaks, it will turn into a stream of sand and mix into the sand on the ground, and then it will not be long before a new claw pokes out of the ground.

However, these giant claws formed by the sand are very slow, and unless they are caught unexpectedly, they can cope with it as long as they are more flexible.

A few youkai who were lucky enough not to be stuck by the sand claws easily escaped from between the sand claws, but before they could rejoice, the youkai that led the way in front suddenly shattered into several pieces.

The other youkai who followed him didn't take a few more steps and his body was crooked, and it broke directly from his waist, and the wound was smooth and smooth, as if it had been cut by some sharp blade.

It wasn't until all seven or eight monsters were in different places that a large amount of blood gushed out, and gold threads as thin as hair were faintly revealed in mid-air.

Because these golden threads were extremely slender, they were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye in this vast wasteland, until they were stained with a trace of flesh and blood, and the rough outline slowly appeared.

A drop of blood slowly slid down the scarlet silk thread, until it was about to be stained with a white and slender finger, and a small blood flower bloomed on the sand on the ground, but then it was covered by layers of yellow sand and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, dead monkey, Uncle Sha has only been away for a while, why are you making such a fuss. ”

On the sand dune, the sand storm slowly pulled his hand out of the sand in front of him.

With the movement of his hand, the claws formed by the condensation of sand and soil slowly retracted to the ground until Sand Wildland's hand was completely withdrawn from the sand.

The claws formed by the sand and dirt also disappeared without a trace.

After leaving the Pure Land for more than ten days, Sha Langlan's image has also changed greatly.

Originally, in the Buddha country, he always had to use mana to conjure up a fiery red hair, because he only faced Wukong, Zhu Ganglie, and Jiang Liu, the three rough men, every day, and he was too lazy to maintain it, so he simply showed his original bald head.

The bald head, which was originally smooth and smooth, was polished day by day by the wind and sand unique to the western desert, and now it is even more shiny, and if you accidentally reflect the sunlight overhead, it is impossible to look at it directly.

There is a monk's robe on his body, which is much stronger than the monk's robe on Wukong's body, which has completely become a strip of cloth, but it is also dirty, and the strength is really limited.

Especially without Qu Qingyan, the girl he liked, Sha Langlan returned to his earlier wild and uninhibited posture, and he didn't even bother to tie the dirty monk's robe, revealing the bronze muscles inside.

However, Zhu Ganglie, who was standing next to Sha Langlan, was as particular as ever, and he was still wearing the snow-white robe he was wearing when he entered Fangcun Mountain at the beginning of the year.

Over the years, from Fangcun Mountain to the Pure Land, and then from the Pure Land to the current Western Desert.

The white shirt on Zhu Ganglie's body did not change at all, and even half of the folds did not appear.

In private, Wukong and Sha Langlan didn't have bad intentions, such as deliberately smearing some stains on Zhu Ganglie's white clothes, or leaving some kind of marks on the white shirt while Zhu Ganglie was not paying attention.

But no matter how bad it is, when he sees Zhu Ganglie again the next day, the snow-white robe on his body must be as white and neat as ever, and he slowly has different guesses about the snow-white robe on Zhu Ganglie's body.

Sha Langlan thought that this white dress must be a magic weapon that could repair itself, but the monkey insisted on Zhu Ganglie's gang, and he must have robbed a certain clothing store, and the magic weapon bag may be stuffed with the same style of gown......

At this time, Zhu Ganglie gently rubbed his fingers, and the golden threads that originally existed in his fingertips were as thin as gossamer, and suddenly turned into bits of golden light and disappeared without a trace.

The flesh and blood hanging in mid-air suddenly lost their support, and fell like raindrops into the yellow sand below, slowly buried and then disappeared little by little with the incessant gale on the desert.

Zhu Ganglie smiled and asked, "Wukong, what's going on here, why are there so many monsters coming here at once?"

Without waiting for the monkey to speak, Sha Langlan preemptively said: "Lao Zhu, you still need to ask, it must be that the dead monkey is restless, and he broke into the lair of which group of monsters, so that the family has been driven all the way here." ”

Wukong was annoyed when he heard this: "Stinky fish, you fart!" When did my grandson run away by a monster, which time was not a monster chased by my grandson ......?"

Zhu Ganglie smiled bitterly and ignored the two who were about to quarrel as soon as they met.

Walked into the soundproof barrier under the golden cicada, went straight to the front of Longma Ao Qingchen, took out a few red fruits from his arms and handed them over, and said with a smile: "Come to Qingchen, eat a few fruits~"

Ryoma Ao Qingchen was also really hungry at this time, and rubbed his head affectionately on Zhu Ganglie's shoulder, just as he was about to hold on to a fruit.

saw a black shadow flash between her and Zhu Ganglie, and with a rattle, he actually bit the air.

But it was the monkey who was fighting with Sha Wildlan from afar, and at the moment when Zhu Ganglie took out the fruit, his nose moved and suddenly flashed, and he took several fruits in Zhu Ganglie's hand into his arms.

grabbed one of them and rubbed it on his body, then stuffed it into his mouth and took a few bites, the direct meat was more, the juice was sweet and vaguely sour, and it was more delicious, and he said while eating: "Pig's head, what kind of fruit is this, why have I never eaten it, it's so delicious~"

Zhu Ganglie said with a smile: "This is a clump of sand fruits that I found behind a sand dune when I went to explore the road just now, and I thought that you might not have eaten yet, so I picked some and brought them back." ”

While talking, Zhu Ganglie took out a few more fruits, and after being seen by Wukong, the monkey head, he hurriedly said: "Pig head, don't waste your efforts, Xiaobai and the monk are not hungry, I also made barbecue for them just now, and I didn't see them eat, how much do you have here to quench my grandson's thirst." ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw Ryoma Ao Qingchen holding on to a fruit, crunching and chewing, scratching his head and puzzled: "It's really strange, Xiaobai, weren't you hungry just now?"

Ryoma, who was already hungry and had his heart close to his back, didn't care about Wukong at all, and after rolling his eyes at the monkey, he buried his head in eating, and ate more than a dozen fruits in a row, and then rubbed on Zhu Ganglie's shoulder again, and returned to the golden cicada.