With a shocking commotion in the Bibo Pond, the Nine-Headed Insect rushed out and looked into the void. It seemed that as expected, he had attracted the attention of Heaven.
The Nine-Headed Insect said calmly, "Zhenjun Erlang, the little immortal has been hiding in this blue wave pool, and has always lived peacefully without committing any sins. I wonder why Zhenjun wants to take action against our Dragon Palace for no reason?"
Yang Jian's face turned dark, "If I said it wasn't us who took action just now, would you believe it?"
"What do you think, Zhenjun?" the Nine-Headed Insect asked angrily, are you still pretending at this time? Do you think it's his fault? So many heavenly soldiers and generals have surrounded his Bibo Pond tightly.
There was a big commotion, and the Shui tribe in the Dragon Palace suffered numerous casualties. If Yang Jian hadn't done this, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was killed.
Yang I lost my temper when asked, "Is it easy to help Buddhism accomplish this disaster? Tang Sanzang didn't understand the cause of the matter clearly, but he covered up the flaw and started fighting with the Nine-Headed Insect first. What kind of thing is this?"
"You stole the nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum grass that was used to sacrifice the baby relics of the Sai Kingdom and the Queen Mother, causing countless monks to suffer. I was ordered by the Jade Emperor to come to investigate. "Now that it has been exposed, Yang I will simply stop pretending, "You
Now it's best to go back to the Blue Wave Pond and wait for Sun Wukong to arrive."
The air suddenly turned cold, murderous intent overflowed, and the majestic momentum of the Golden Immortal suddenly spread out. The Six Saints of Meishan and the Immortal Official God General each held weapons and tightly surrounded the void.
Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword flew out and turned into a dragon thousands of feet high, with star-red eyes and a fierce aura that subdued the entire void.
"You..." The Nine-Headed Insect glanced around hatefully for a week and had to lower his head. No matter how stupid he was, he still had to react completely. Now he has fallen into a big situation. No matter whether he resists or obeys Yang Jian's orders, the result
It's no different, it's just the difference between dying early and dying late,
Seeing that the Nine-Headed Insect still recognized its identity, Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still did not dare to slack off. After all, the thousands of sword lights just fell were so weird, as if they were born out of thin air, and the vast spiritual thoughts spread.
, but found nothing.
Qin Ran didn't want to play around anymore and planned to kill the Nine-Headed Insect. The power of the Thunder Law gathered together and formed a sea of thunder in his palm, like a void world with hundreds of tens of thousands of thunder dragons.
, roaring wildly in it, backhand falling, the void changing color, endless sea of thunder descending,
"not good!"
Yang Jian gave a low shout, his face changed drastically, he rolled up Roaring Heavenly Dog and the Six Saints of Meishan and fled into the distance. Just as the Nine-Headed Insect was about to hide under the Dragon Palace, an omen suddenly occurred in his heart. He looked up, only to find that he needed the sea
It came in an instant, and there was no time to dodge.
"Yang Jian, your uncle!"
With a tragic cry, the nine-headed insect was killed by the rolling sea of thunder in an instant.
The terrifying residual power spread and stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles. The entire water area of Bibo Pond was shaking. The sky in the Dragon Palace was spinning, almost spinning in reverse. It was not until more than ten breaths passed that everything calmed down.
The ten Arhats looked at each other,
Finally, it was Arhat with a firm gaze who broke the silence first and asked blankly, "Is the Nine-Headed Insect dead?"
The protagonist of the disaster is dead, what's the point?
"Now how to do?"
"You continue to visit here first, don't let the Buddha's relics be lost, I will go back and report to the Buddha," the Arhat of the Sad World made an immediate decision,
Several Arhats looked at each other and had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Qin Ran took advantage of this turmoil and sneaked into the Blue Wave Pond. This Ten Thousand Saint Dragon King was very good at enjoying himself. He looked like a vain guy at first glance. The entire Dragon Palace was splendid and magnificent, with numerous attics, almost as high as the sky.
The fairy palace. Countless gold, silver, tiles, and colored glazes were collected to decorate it, but they were all useless things.
Just looking at the luxurious pomp, Qin Ran knew that the Nine-Headed Insect was definitely not the one responsible for stealing the Buddha's relics. The Ten Thousand Saint Dragon King definitely also played an important role in it.
At this time, the All Saint Dragon King and the All Saint Dragon Girl were panicked and restless. They were obviously frightened. They already knew that the matter of stealing the Buddha's relics had been completely exposed. Yang Jian led a group of heavenly officials and gods to surround them.
He was so aggressive that he said his death was approaching.
The All Saint Dragon Girl even cried so much that the pear blossoms were raining. I felt pity for him. His husband has always had great supernatural powers and magical powers. Since he came to Bibo Pond, all the water gods in the nearby waters have surrendered. Unexpectedly, he will be gone in the blink of an eye.
Not even ashes were left behind.
The All-Saint Dragon King looked at his daughter and said upset, "Don't cry. I said that when Amaranth wanted to covet this Buddha treasure, this evil obstacle refused to listen. Is it okay now? Not only is he dead, but he will also implicate us."
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In the final analysis, the All Saint Dragon Girl and the Nine-Headed Insect were just in love. When she heard that her death was approaching, her voice became frightened and she asked, "Father, what should we do now?"
"From my point of view, it is better to hand over this Buddha treasure as soon as possible. Maybe Mr. Erlang can spare us the death penalty."
The All Saints Dragon King said decisively, if Sun Wukong alone was looking for trouble, there would still be room for maneuver, but at this time Heaven also got involved, and as a veteran, he knew that he had inadvertently been involved in the overall situation.
If you continue to resist, you will definitely die in a miserable way.
"All Saint Dragon King, you really know the current affairs."
Qin Ran transformed into Erlang Shen and appeared on the Dragon Palace with a smile.
The All-Saint Dragon King said with a look of fear, "The little god paid homage to Erlang Naojun. The nine-headed insect became greedy and stole the Buddha's relics, causing countless monks to suffer. As his elder, I did not dissuade him in time, but also
Please punish me, the True Lord."
The old Dragon King's blaming skills have reached a natural level. This nine-headed worm is really miserable. Such an old father-in-law has just died here, and he has become a scapegoat there.
"Zhenjun, what my father said is absolutely true. It's my fault that I didn't stop him in time, which caused my husband to make a big mistake."
The All Saint Dragon Girl also said with a smile, her eyes were a bit soft, and she was looking at Qin Ran with electricity.
Like father, like daughter. Qin Ran had learned a lot today and did not want them to nag. He said coldly: "All Saints Dragon King, since you are aware of your sin, please hand over the relic quickly."
The All Saint Dragon King trembled with fright, and did not dare to slack off. He opened a glorious palace. This Buddha relic was hidden in the Dragon Palace. It was fermented by the white nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum grass. Once unfolded, the light shone through the entire blue wave.
Tan.
Qin Ran cast a clear light to cover up the brilliance of the Buddha's relic, put it in his palm, and rushed towards the Jinguang Temple of Jisai Kingdom.
The preparations have been made on his side, and the relationship is smooth.
The Arhat in the world was about to leave when he saw the dharma form of the King of Glazed Light suddenly appeared in the sky.
"Buddha, that nine-headed worm is dead." The Arhat with a strong eye and concentration said with a mournful face.