"Law of Thunder·Electric Light Single Dragon Spin!"
Aiming at a gap, Qiang Liang stabbed Di Jun with the finger of the ancestral witch that flashed with thunder and lightning.
"ah!"
Then, a tragic cry erupted from Di Jun's body.
"You dare!"
Emperor Jun glared at Qiang Liang, his eyes wishing to cut Qiang Liang into pieces with thousands of knives and pierce his heart with thousands of arrows.
As an ancient demon king, I have never been treated like this.
With just this strong force, the Da Luo Jinxian of the Three Realms felt their anus tighten, and a cold air hit Tianling Gai. Are the ancestral witches playing so wildly? No wonder they exterminated their clans. Isn't it unreasonable?
Who can stand this kind of vulgar fighting style?
"If you keep shouting, I'll give you a roasted chicken!"
Zhu Rong, who had been counterattacked by Di Jun before, laughed loudly at this time, flames burst out from his body, and shouted:
"The law of fire: Witch fire burns a chicken!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying fire swallowed up Demon Emperor Jun, burning from the inside out.
But don't forget, Di Jun is originally of the strongest Golden Crow bloodline, and the thing he is least afraid of is flames.
Although Zhu Rong's flames are powerful, the damage caused is not as high as Qian Liang's, but it is extremely insulting.
The dignified Golden Crow was called a free-range chicken of low blood, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Wu Ping, the ancestor of Jin, did not stop and used his unique skill, thinking:
"The Secret of the Golden Finger Law·Penetration!"
A bit of golden light contains the original law, directly taking the lifeline of Emperor Jun.
The Golden Law, one of the most powerful attack laws?
Represents the first element of heaven and earth, gold!
The sharpness of gold has no disadvantages.
ah!
Emperor Jun's face wrinkled, and he felt severe pain in his internal organs, and his whole body was paralyzed.
On the other side, Donghuang Taiyi was not much better.
Although today's ancestral witch has become a treasured body of merit and virtue, his strength and physical quality have not changed at all. He is still as beastly as before, and his physical quality is even a bit stronger than before.
In ancient times, when the ancestral witches were aggressive and cruel, Heaven frequently punished them with thunder, although it was useless.
But now that the ancestral witch has the protection of merit body, there is no way for heaven to punish and warn.
In short, today's ancestral witches are best described as wolves in sheep's clothing.
Donghuang Taiyi suffered a baptism of blows from the ancestral witch, and his face looked ugly.
On the other side, Kunpeng was beaten even more severely, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and one of his legs was torn off.
Especially for Gonggong, they are fighting to the death without leaving any room.
If it hadn't been for Kunpeng's cunning plan, their ancestral witches wouldn't have had internal strife, which would have resulted in the final battle in which everyone was in disarray and all fell.
"Help!"
"Lord Demon Emperor!"
"Lord Wahuang!"
Kunpeng's screams resounded throughout the three realms and six realms, and anyone with a basic level of cultivation could hear the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
In the current situation, Donghuang and Dijun couldn't hope for anything anymore. They were also beaten mercilessly and abused by the ancestral witches.
For this reason, we can only hope that Emperor Wa will take action to rescue them.
Among the saints in this world, Nuwa is the only one who is free, able to manage the affairs of heaven and earth, and has an extraordinary status.
Under the North Sea.
At some point, Xuanzang conjured up a bunch of chairs, stools, and tables, all covered with melon seeds, peanuts, happy water, watermelon, and spicy strips.
Bajie gnawed on the watermelon, Wukong gnawed on the melon seeds, and Little White Dragon could not eat these ordinary things because of his muscle training, so he could only take a bite of the spicy strips without eating them to satisfy his craving.
The black bear squinted his eyes and drank the happy water. Although this stuff is not as sweet as honey, as long as you practice a little bit of freezing magic and drink it, it will really cool your heart.
Mrs. Bones was still a little reserved, but she couldn't resist her brothers' enthusiasm, so she finally started cracking melon seeds and drinking happy water.
"Master, the watermelon is gone, please bring some more," Bajie asked.
Xuanzang was not stingy. There were countless of these watermelons in the chat group mall, and they were not worth a few points, but they definitely tasted better than the watermelons in Maitreya Buddha's melon field.
In an instant, a pile of watermelon plates were placed on the surface of the North Sea, making Shen Gongbao, who was trapped not far away, salivate at the sight.
Originally out of sight, out of mind, it has been here for so many years.
Now, the glutton in the Temple of the Five Internal Organs has been aroused again. I looked at Xuanzang and his entourage many times, but hesitated to speak.
In the darkness, Guanyin Bodhisattva saw that Xuanzang's group had turned into a melon-eating crowd, and felt angry.
The Ancestral Witch and the Demon King are in dire straits, but this guy still has time to watch the show.
"Damn it," Guanyin thought to himself.
But Xuanzang's voice came to her ears, saying:
"Guanyin Bodhisattva, when you come, come out. Don't hide. Let's eat melon seeds together."
"!
"Guanyin was shocked. Could it be that Xuanzang had discovered her existence?
Is this civilization possible? She obviously hid it well?
It's just that today's Xuanzang is no longer in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian but in the later stage, and his strength is stronger than her.
In the entire Lingshan Mountain, in addition to the veteran strong men, there are also a few late-stage Da Luo Jinxian.
"The Bodhisattva is here too?"
After hearing the master's words, Sun Wukong's eyes lit up and he quickly looked around.
Bajie watched while eating and sighed:
"I have never tasted such rich watermelon in my life."
Seeing that Xuanzang saw through her tricks, Guanyin stopped hiding and appeared beside her master and disciples out of thin air.
However, what is different from the past is that this time Guanyin does not wear any special effects of holy light, just a simple white gauze dress. Although it is wide and loose, it also highlights her good figure that is not inferior to the Queen Mother.
"Bodhisattva, why do you look so beautiful today?"
Bajie subconsciously showed a pure and kind smile, he couldn't help it, this is the nature of a pig, it's just his brain.
Guanyin glared at Bajie and slapped him from the air, knocking Bajie several times.
Although he was beaten, Bajie felt very honored.
"Bodhisattva, why do you reward the second senior brother?"
Sha Seng, who had been silent all this time, said coldly.
"Poof!"
Xuanzang just took a sip of happy water and sprayed it all over Guanyin Bodhisattva.
"You!" Guanyin suddenly became furious. Did this guy do it on purpose?
Xuanzang was really surprised. He didn't expect Sha Laosan, who had always acted dull, to be as wise as a fool.
Guanyin used her magical power to wipe away the happy water on her body without leaving any trace, and said:
"It won't happen again."
"It won't be the same next time. It won't be the same next time." Xuanzang nodded.
His eyes were wandering, but the scene in the Taixu Reincarnation Picture couldn't help but appear in his mind.
Although Guanyin could not read Xuanzang's mind, she had no idea what Xuanzang was thinking. She only felt that the Buddha's heart was exploding and he had the urge to kill.
Fortunately, at this time, Sun Wukong diverted his attention and said:
"Bodhisattva, why are you here? Why do those old men want to kill my grandson and my master?"
Guanyin calmly said: "The Buddha asked me to help you, but it seems there is no need for me to take action."
"Is Tathagata so kind? What do you think, Bajie?" Sun Wukong scratched his head.
Bajie took a bite of watermelon and said:
"No matter how you say it, we are still people who seek scriptures, save all sentient beings, and do good deeds. If Tathagata Buddha doesn't care about it, then it's not authentic, right?"
In fact, there is one sentence left in Bajie that if there is no one to retrieve the scriptures, a hammer scripture should be retrieved.
After so many years of planning, so much sacrifice, and finally a round, how could we give up so easily?