Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Tenth Golden Cicada Array

The big white turtle, which has always been slow to move and speak kindly, suddenly shouted angrily, which resounded through the sky, which surprised everyone, it turned out that the turtle was in a hurry, and it would also be angry. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Sun Wumao and others have obeyed the instructions of the big white turtle, and the cat hides under the slope, only hearing the sound of the big white turtle, but not seeing the body of the big white turtle.

The white python, which had just been abused by Ma Zhanbu's hands, was lying on the ground in the distance, heard this angry shout, knew that it was calling, shook its wings a few times and rose on the ground, flew up to the dark sky of the galaxy, and galloped towards the top of the slope where the big white turtle was.

Seeing this, Ma Zhanbu slag tried his best to obstruct it, and his iron-blue giant palms were covered with dirt, shooting around under the dark sky. The white python flapped its wings, spit out letters, shook its head and tail, sometimes meandered and sneaked, sometimes circled and tumbled, skillfully wandering between the two palms, and the pair of giant palms could not hurt it anyway.

The white python flew to the top of the slope, circled and looked down, shook its tail violently, only to hear a whistle of "pop", the snake's tail rushed to the sky, the snake's head rushed to the ground, and the sixteen-character mantra shouted angrily: "The snake is in the sky, the turtle is in the abyss, the demon exorcism, the real martial arts!"

After the white python finished speaking, it circled and fell, heading straight for the big white turtle. Sun Wumao and others hiding under the slope, although they can't see the big white turtle on the slope, they can see the white python in the air. I saw that after the white python fell, it suddenly rose into the air again, but this time, it did not dance alone in the air, but entangled the snake body on the body of the big white turtle, and brought the big white turtle into the air together.

Ma Zhanbu's pair of iron-green giant palms swept the sand and stones, one palm on the left, one palm on the right, and his fingertips rushed down and stood high, striking at the big white turtle and white python coiled in mid-air.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the two giant palms were firmly put together, as if performing a two-handed Buddha salute, and the big white turtle and the white python were buckled into the palms.

This palm, will be raised to look at the god of Tang Sanzang woke up, he from head to toe suddenly, accidentally put the Pilu hat stunned to the ground and rolled downhill, he saw that the giant palm performed a Buddha ceremony, then also habitually put his hands together, and saluted: "Amitabha, Amitabha!", but suddenly remembered that the Buddha ceremony was from the hand of Ma Zhan Bu Slag, turned to a look of disgust, touched the slippery head, the Pilu hat that rolled down the slope did not dare to take it.

If the big white turtle and the white python fight alone with Ma Zhan Bu Slag, they must not be its opponents, but how can the sixteen-character mantra be read in vain, since they have been entangled together and merged into one, how can they be vegetarians?

"Smack!", after a crisp whistle, I saw a unicorn tail covered with thorns break through the left palm and come out, "pop", another whistle sounded, and I saw a forked snake letter break through the right palm and come out. The unicorn tail and the snake hyacinth retracted their palms together, and the white python suddenly flew out from the left palm, and the big white turtle suddenly flew out from the right palm, fighting in the air, and then meeting together in one place, entangled together. Looking at the big white turtle again, the tail of the turtle is already covered with sharp thorns, which is daunting.

"Wow, yes, yes!" Ma Zhan Bu Slag's two giant palms were pierced, it was in pain, shook its wrists, and was extremely angry: "Okay, you Xuanwu, you and I have no grudges in the past, no grudges in the near future, everything is a grudge between me and the Buddhists, three thousand years ago, you chased into the Huanying Jian to meddle in the nosy, and joined forces with the realm protector to suppress me in the 'Huanying Stream', this awakening is just a hundred years, why do you come to wade into this troubled water to oppose me? Go out to live your peaceful life, isn't it happy?"

The big white turtle and the white python said in unison, and their voices filled the sky: "Oh, hehehe, Ma Zhanbu slag, the world outside the Huanyingjian is the world, isn't the world inside the Huanyingjian? The outside world can't tolerate you, can the inner world tolerate you? Which world is not a sentient being? Which sentient beings in the world should be enslaved by you, and should be poisoned by you? I, Xuanwu, came in on the day you woke up and waited for a hundred years, waiting for the return of the realm protector to suppress you back. Huanying Stream', now that the Realm Protector has returned, if you are interested, then let's stop fighting, you obediently tie your hands and lie back into the 'Huanying Stream', you couldn't fight me three thousand years ago, and now, you still can't fight me, don't wait for me and the Realm Protector to capture you, so in front of all living beings, I'm afraid you will also lose face!"

Ma Zhanbu slag smiled and said: "Three thousand years ago? Oh hahaha! Xuanwu, do you think that I am still me three thousand years ago? At that time, I was first victimized by the Eight Great Dharmas, and when I first came to Huanyingjian, I was inevitably unfamiliar with this world, and I was only called to wait for the enemy to be captured, and now, I have been sleeping here for 2,900 years, and in the past 100 years since I woke up, who is my opponent? What about the realm protector, isn't he also expelled from Huanyingjian by me! You just want to come in and meddle in your life, do you think that at this time, my demon tyrant will still let you succeed?"

Xuanwu laughed and said, "Ma Zhan Bu Slag, listening to what you mean, is that you don't eat and drink for toasting, you must have another competition with me and the Realm Protector?"

Ma Zhan Bu slag sighed meaningfully, and said: "Actually, I don't want to compete with you, it's just that you are restless, and you want to suppress me again and again, the feeling of lying in the 'Huanying Stream' is really uncomfortable, I want to move but can't, even if you kill me, so that I can also return to the outside world to meet my eight physical bodies." Otherwise, Xuanwu, you think this is good, the body of the Realm Protector tied to the cross, I will give it back to you, and ask the Realm Protector to continue to be the Realm Protector here! I will not stay in the Huanying Guide, you will kill me, and I can immediately return to the outside world and no longer disturb the beings in the Huanying Guide, what do you think?"

Xuanwu sneered: "Demon Tyrant, you think more beautifully, for a demon like you, no world can tolerate you, so quickly restrain your hands!"

Ma Zhanbu took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then don't blame my Demon Tyrant for being ruthless!"

After speaking, it withdrew its palms that had been pierced by Xuanwu, and immediately saw two huge iron-blue paws stepping through the surging dark sky of the galaxy, stepping on both sides of the altar that had been smashed by fists, and straddled the sand and fishless flesh on the cross under his crotch. The nine bald-headed monks who looked like Tang Sanzang were still unmoved, and they closed their eyes and knocked on the wooden fish, as if everything that happened around them had nothing to do with them.

Ma Zhan Bu slag stood firm, and the deep and ethereal voice came from the dark sky again, and he threw down five big words sonorously:

"Ten! World! Gold! Cicada!"