"You dare to kill me?" Hearing that Lei Zhenzi was going to kill him, the Peng Demon King was furious. Spanning the Three Realms for countless years, no one has ever dared to do this to him, even if he is seriously injured, the Peng Demon King is still arrogant.

"Why don't you dare?"

Lei Zhenzi's voice fell, and he raised the Thunder God mallet, and the purple thunder swooped, slashing towards the seriously injured Peng Demon King with a terrifying aura.

Thor is the backbone of the Heavenly Court, powerful and incomparable, indifferent and withdrawn, bold and fearless, not to mention killing the Peng Demon King, even if the ancient demon god is seriously injured and unable to move, he will also kill it.

"Demon Master save me!" Feeling Lei Zhenzi's true killing intent and the terrifying power of the purple thunder, the Peng Demon King showed a look of horror and shouted at the void.

For the first time, the Peng Demon King felt that death was so close to him, and he was terrified and shouted for help.

The Peng Demon King trembled, scorched and smoky by the electricity, and was dying.

Lei Zhenzi's eyes were cold, and the power of the purple thunder of the thunder god mallet slashed out again, and this blow was enough to kill the Peng Demon King who had no resistance.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, in the endless void, a loud shout rolled in, shaking the space and trembling, and a thin old man's phantom appeared in mid-air. It seems to be close at hand, but in fact, the old man is thousands of miles away from here, and he is just a phantom manifestation here with supreme supernatural powers.

Looking at the old man in the air who seemed to be weak but was actually extremely terrifying, Lei Zhenzi's eyes lit up, but he didn't stop, and the terrifying thunder from the thunder god mallet still fell on the Peng Demon King without hesitation.

"Master 、、、"

Before he died, the Peng Demon King looked at the illusory old man in mid-air and roared, with fear, unwillingness, and more hatred in his eyes, and the last roar was obviously so that his master could avenge him.

The old man in mid-air is naturally the demon master Kunpeng, and legend has it that Kunpeng is the master of ten thousand demons, and his strength is comparable to that of the ancient ancestors, and even worse. The Golden-winged Dapeng was a proud disciple of Kunpeng, but he died tragically in front of him, so you can imagine how angry the demon master Kunpeng was.

"You 、、、 looking for death!" Kunpeng, who looked like an old man, had a terrifying light in his eyes, staring at Lei Zhenzi and snorting coldly.

Lei Zhenzi was silent, his expression remained unchanged and he looked at the phantom in a trance in the void, his real body was not here, Lei Zhenzi was not afraid of Kunpeng.

Boom! The Kunpeng Void disappeared, but the void suddenly let out a roar, and a black feather the size of two zhang rushed out of the endless void with demonic energy, shooting straight towards Lei Zhenzi.

Feeling the terrifying demonic aura coming from the black feathers, Lei Zhenzi's face changed, and he hurriedly raised the thunder mallet, struggling to urge the power of thunder to resist the black feathers.

The two-zhang long, monstrous black feathers exuding a monstrous demonic aura are Kunpeng's true feathers, which were used by Kunpeng to use supreme mana and shuttle through the void from hundreds of thousands of miles away.

There was an explosion, Lei Zhenzi snorted and retreated, and after stopping his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was seriously injured. Kunpeng is too strong, even if it crosses the space attack, Lei Zhenzi is still difficult to resist.

Outside the city of Chenzhou, Shenxiu, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, Yang Liujing and Mingxiu and Mingwu rendezvous. The group did not enter the city, six people, three monsters, three monks, this combination seems to be too outstanding, in a lively town with many people, it is really not suitable to stay longer.

At the end of summer, the weather was still very hot, and Mingxiu and others sat in the shade of a tree, drinking cold water and resting.

"Master, rejoice that Arhat is dead. Shenxiu said.

"It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead, the old monk wants to catch him as a teacher three times and twice and go to that bird feather Ling Mountain, so it's not uncommon for Lao Tzu to go. Mingxiu took a sip of water and asked with a happy expression, "How did you die?"

"Brother Pig killed it. Shenxiu said.

"What?, the old pig killed him?" Mingxiu jumped up from the ground as if he had been stung by a scorpion, and his expression suddenly became very anxious.

"Yes, didn't you say that it's good to be happy that Arhat is dead?" Shenxiu said a little stunned, not knowing what kind of madness the master was playing.

Lao Tzu said that it was good for the old monk to die, but he didn't say that it was good for our people to kill him. Mingxiu said angrily.

"Is the master afraid of revenge from Buddhism?" said Shenxiu.

"Nonsense, the old monk was killed by the old pig, they must have increased their strength and dealt with us. Mingxiu said anxiously.

A bunch of bald donkeys, come and kill one, come and kill two. Zhu Bajie's fierce eyes exuded a faint and cold light.

"Old pig pay attention to your words, be civilized and not so rude, Lao Tzu is also a monk. Mingxiu squinted at Zhu Bajie and said dissatisfied.

Zhu Bajie didn't speak, and he would generally choose to ignore Mingxiu's accusations. Mingwu and Shenxiu on the side twitched, and looked helplessly at the civilized monk who called himself "Lao Tzu".

"Forget it, forget it! If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone. The old monk of Mount Meru wants to come to trouble us again, and they can't help but be rampant. Mingxiu said with a fierce expression on her immature face.

Yang Liujing, who was sitting on the side, was beating a drum in his heart at this time, and he regretted following Mingxiu a little. Mingxiu's gang is not only hostile to the heavenly court, but also has enmity with Western Buddhism, and at the same time it is not good with the demon clan, it is simply a group of crazy people who are hostile to all forces.

There are not many cicadas chirping at the end of summer, and occasionally a few are lying on the treetops, and their calls are also weak, and their lives have come to an end after a summer. Under the big tree, Mingxiu and the others closed their eyes, stopped talking, and rested quietly. The cicada's life is coming to an end, and their life is still very long, and there are still many unknown legends waiting for them to create.

Mingxiu was already snoring when he was lying on the ground, Shenxiu and Mingwu closed their eyes to recuperate, not knowing whether they were chanting scriptures or cultivating. Yang Liujing lowered her head and pondered, not knowing what she was thinking. In the previous life, Zhu Bajie liked to sleep the most, but in this life, he rarely fell asleep, and he couldn't sleep. Leaning on the big tree, looking at the sky with empty eyes, the moon is in the endless void, and the beautiful woman is in the moon, but they can't see each other for a long time.

Monk Sha also looked at the sky, his eyes flashed with pain and cold killing intent from time to time, once upon a time a servant girl beside the Queen Mother was inhumanly punished because of him.

"Roar!"

Mingxiu and the others slept and slept, pondering and contemplating, looking at the sky, each of them did not disturb each other, rested quietly, and suddenly a heaven-shaking tiger roar woke everyone up.

I saw an Arhat riding a tiger in the air.

"Whew!"

Another dragon roared, and an Arhat came across the dragon.

"Amitabha!" said the Buddha horn again, and a Bodhisattva came from the sky stepping on auspicious clouds.

The Tiger Riding Arhat is the Tiger Arhat, the Trans-Dragon Arhat is the Dragon Descending Arhat, and the Bodhisattva is the Vajra King Bodhisattva.

The Dragon Descending Arhat and the Fuhu Arhat are the two strongest of the eighteen Arhats, both of whom are Buddhist powerhouses comparable to the Great Luo Golden Immortals, and the Vajra King Bodhisattva is the head of the Buddha King Kong, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Three Buddhist powerhouses comparable to Da Luo Jinxian surrounded Mingxiu and the others, if nothing else, they would be in a catastrophe. Whether it is Zhu Bajie or Sha Monk, it is not enough to deal with the Dragon Descending Arhat and the Tiger Arhat alone, let alone King Kong Bodhisattva.

Mingxiu and others are in a crisis of encirclement!

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