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Chapter 282 Ao Yu's Tragedy

Zhu Bajie was waving his rake and driving straight in, pushing straight towards the two of them. When he suddenly received Ao Yu's message, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but be stunned! Then he realized that Zhu Bajie, who was used to seeing his parting in life and death, felt his nose sore and almost burst into tears!

The Spider King made a fist with one hand and was about to kill Bailong Ao Yu with one punch. Suddenly, his pores exploded, and an alarm roared in his heart. The Spider King cursed, "Damn!" and quickly changed his body and prepared to leave, but it was too late. [..com]

The golden dragon ball instantly escaped from the dragon's mouth, and the dragon ball emitted a thousand feet of light, as if there were two days in the sky. Immediately afterwards, the dragon ball exploded with a bang, and the golden energy scattered out like a magic sword that destroyed the world, attacking indiscriminately from all directions. Wherever you pass, everything turns into ashes.

When the dragon ball self-destructed, the dragon body condensed all the energy, and there was no protection on the dragon body itself. Ao Yu's body collapsed inch by inch inch during the explosion and turned into ashes.

The Spider King's face turned pale. He waved his hands with brisk veins and laid out layers of air walls in front of him, and then watched the air wall collapse layer by layer in the explosion.

The defensive equipment on the Spider King's chest, the golden silk inner armor he bought for a large sum of money, quickly turned into pieces in the terrifying explosion, and was not much stronger than the rag. The energy broke through the Spider King's defense step by step and hit the Spider King.

Hua Xiangrong saw the opportunity very early, and she was only in her heart that she had already escaped thousands of miles away (exaggeration). Although she did not avoid the aftermath of the explosion in the end, Hua Xiangrong was not seriously injured.

First there was a dragon roar, then an earth-shaking explosion. The nearby selector heard the sound coming quickly, and this place should not be left for a long time. Hua Xiangrong understood this deeply. Before the explosion could stop, she grabbed the Spider King, rose up from the sky with her sword, and disappeared into the clouds in the distance.

Zhu Bajie was moving earlier than the Spider King. Although Tang Seng was dragged down, the aftermath of the explosion only made him feel a little uncomfortable, and Tang Seng who was still protecting him was not at all. When Zhu Bajie arrived again, he could only see Hua Xiangrong and the other two leaving the air.

After a rake, Zhu Bajie felt extremely unwilling. He had encountered many opponents along the way, but no one was lost. Now, in an instant, the little white dragon was killed. He did not revenge this revenge and was a god!

Zhu Bajie stood alone on the edge of the huge deep pit caused by Ao Yu's self-destruction of the Dragon Ball, and was shocked! After several years of getting along, their brothers cooperated perfectly, making everyone feel a little happy. But the tragic scene in front of him showed that Ao Yu had disappeared between heaven and earth forever!

After a while, a man came through the air and saw that the costume was Yan Chen Wang. He fell to Zhu Bajie and looked at the huge pit that was hundreds of feet deep and incredibly wide under his feet. He was shocked. Who caused this terrifying scene? Looking at the white dragon horse disappearing, and a golden treasure chest floating in the middle of the pit, then the answer is already very obvious.

The white dragon horse Ao Yu was dead! His eyes lit up. No matter why the other party did not take the treasure chest, he gave it to himself cheaply. King Chen of Yan was about to fly to the center of the big pit. Zhu Bajie's rake suddenly appeared in front of him and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Only then did King Yan Chen realize that Zhu Bajie was carrying blood, and he had obviously been injured. His eyes rolled and he asked in surprise: "Why do you have to carry Master Xuanzang on his back? White Horse?"

Zhu Bajie said coldly: "Don't worry too much! Why are you here?"

King Chen of Yan hurriedly described their experiences. When he heard that there were three monsters entrenched in the capital, he built the Sanqing Temple to deal with monks. Now the monsters were killed and the ones were expelled. The capital was already smooth and there were no obstacles.

Zhu Bajie's face relaxed a little, his eyes were a little complicated, and he said, "Let's go, let's change Guan Wen to Chechi Country, and wait until we meet with Senior Brother!"

King Chen of Yan nodded quickly. When he looked at the center of the pit, the treasure chest had disappeared. King Chen of Yan was heartbroken, his brows were frowned tightly, and he cursed and wasted his own condemnation.

Zhu Bajie carried Tang Monk back and walked back from the desert. This time, because they were not helped by the White Dragon Horse, their speed was slower. Yan Chen Wang had thought of carrying Tang Monk to fly to the sky with his sword, but in Zhu Bajie's mocking eyes, Yan Chen Wang's figure did not move at all, as if he was carrying not a person but a mountain.

Walking out of the desert, then buying horses in the town, and heading straight for the capital with fast horses. Because Tang Monk could not ride fast horses, Zhu Bajie carried him with fast horses on the road. The next day, they met Han Sifei, Angelina and Juliet on the road.

This is what they agreed upon. If anyone can find Tang Seng, they do not have to return to the capital. They will look for the direction where the king disappeared on the second day. On this day, they heard the prompt sound from the space:

"Selecter 21102347, selecter 21097253 uses redemption coupons to give up this task."

When they first heard it, the few people had an unknown premonition. But when it was sunset, Yan Shu and Chen Fei had not arrived yet. Yan Chen Wang and others could have confirmed that they had given up the mission.

In the dimly lit shop, four people sat opposite each other. Although there were a lot of exotic food on the table, none of the four people were interested in eating.

After thinking for a long time, King Chen of Yan couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but vent his anger: "What's wrong with these two idiots?"

Han Sifei narrowed his eyes and stared at the candlelight for a while. Hearing this, he asked thoughtfully: "Have you ever heard someone break through the eighth floor trial tower before?"

Angelina said, "I don't know about this!"

Juliet frowned slightly and asked, "Is there any connection between these two?"

Han Sifei said: "I heard from the boss of our beer family that this person has a grudge against Fang Feilong, one of the six commanders of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Do you still remember the number of that person?"

Angelina curled her lips and said, "Who is careless to remember that?"

Juliet said a little apologetically: "I didn't pay attention."

Seeing that the three of them looked at him, Yan Chen scratched his head and said, "I only know that he has joined Jitian Pavilion, and I really don't know the number or something!"

Seeing that the three of them were a little distressed, Han Sifei smiled and said, "Don't worry so much. We will know by asking in person. After all, if something big happened, I don't believe he wouldn't know!"

This is what it means to see the fog when clearing the clouds. As soon as Han Sifei said this, the three of them suddenly burst into laughter, shook their heads, and said, "It's really a mystery to the authorities!"

Han Sifei raised the bright red wine and smiled and said, "Drinke this glass to celebrate our victory!"

King Chen of Yan raised his glass and raised his head, drank it all, and ate it all, and said, "It's too early to say victory now. We lost two of us, but the other party only lost one person, and the other party has a master who can kill the White Dragon Horse!"

Han Sifei suddenly said, "No wonder I think the spirit of the white horse under the seat of Tang Monk is not as good as before. It turns out that he was killed!" Then, Han Sifei frowned and said, "No wonder the other party only had six people in Sanqing Temple to fight. It turned out that one of them came to play assassination, but they were too arrogant, and Zhu Bajie was not so easy to deal with!"
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