Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

Everyone saw that the golden figure flew up like the Silver Horn King.

Jiang Han did not chase after him and stopped. After all, he did not really want to kill the two brothers.

The real purpose was to take them under his command and strengthen the strength of the demon world.

After all, the cultivation of the two brothers was in the late stage of Taiyi Jinxian, which was still rare.

The golden figure stopped only after crashing into several mountains.

When he stood still, he saw a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

This demon was exactly the opposite of the Silver Horn King. His cheeks were golden, the two horns on his head were also golden, and his eyes were also shining with golden light. The

Golden Horn King looked at Jiang Han in shock. Before he came, he thought it was his brother, but he was careless and was attacked by the other side.

Now it seems that even if the two brothers were added together, they are no match for others.

Thinking of this, he became a little panicked. After all, anyone would feel scared when they met an enemy that they could not defeat.

You are definitely not Sun Wukong. Who are you?

The Golden Horned King looked at Jiang Han coldly, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

This was not the first time Jiang Han had heard this question, as the White Bone Demon had asked the same question before.

He was a little surprised now, why would these monsters ask this question?

The only thing he could think of was that these monsters must have conducted a detailed investigation of Tang Monk and his disciples before they came to the lower world.

In particular, they had an extremely detailed understanding of Sun Wukong, otherwise they would not be so familiar with him and knew that he was not Sun Wukong as soon as they met him.

You know, he had deceived the masters of the Buddhist world such as Guanyin Bodhisattva and Manjusri Bodhisattva, but these lower world monsters in the heavenly court seemed to know Tang Monk and his disciples better than the people in the Buddhist world.

In this case, the relationship between the heavenly world and the Buddhist world is somewhat intriguing.

I am Sun Wukong, why do you ask this question?

Jiang Han insisted that he was Sun Wukong.

Humph, it’s very simple. Monkeys like to fight with sticks instead of fists. Even if he knows boxing, it’s just ordinary, but your fist is more powerful than the monkey’s stick.

The Golden Horn King said this in one breath, and then continued: What is more suspicious is that the monkey has been suppressed in the Five Finger Mountain for five hundred years, and it is impossible for his strength to increase instead of decreasing. This is unreasonable.

Even if he wants to strengthen, Tathagata will not give him such an opportunity. If all these are not possible, he will not have the opportunity to practice such a peerless boxing.

Jiang Han listened to it, his expression did not change, neither admitting nor denying.

He pondered and said: Still the same words, if you submit to me, I guarantee that you will eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, which is more than ten times more than being a cow and a horse in the heaven.

Arrogant, do you really think that the two of us brothers have no real ability? Let you see the real ability of our brothers.

The Golden Horn King said angrily.

After speaking, a powerful demon burst out from him, making him look even more demonic.

A light flashed in his hand, and a jade bottle appeared. This bottle was actually somewhat similar to the bottle in the hand of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

But his bottle had neither willow branches nor nectar water in it.

He threw it into the air, chanting the formula, and pointed the bottle mouth at Jiang Han.

The light on the bottle bloomed, and it seemed that there were millions of green lights scattered across the world.

Suddenly, a powerful devouring force gushed out from the mouth of the bottle and devoured Jiang Han.

Countless lights covered Jiang Han, leaving him no chance to dodge.

Hehe, kid, no matter how strong you are, as long as you encounter my jade bottle, you will definitely die. You must know that this is the magic weapon refined by Taishang Laojun.

Seeing Jiang Han being so arrogant, King Jinjiao smiled.

Even if Jiang Han has not been swallowed up yet, it will be a matter of time.

Because those who have been covered by this jade bottle have never been an exception.

It’s over, that’s the magic weapon of Taishang Laojun. Facing the magic weapon of Taishang Laojun, I’m afraid no one in the entire Three Realms has just despised it so much, but this monkey is still so arrogant.

Zhu Bajie said anxiously.

Yes, once the person is covered by the jade bottle, he cannot move at all, just like being cast a spell to freeze his body, and the bottle will slowly suck away his flesh and blood. Sha Seng said.

Tang Seng said angrily: You two guys stop talking, hurry up and think of a way to save the monkey.

It’s useless. The soul of the person caught by the jade bottle has been locked. Now if someone breaks it in the middle of the way.

It is entirely possible to shatter the soul of the Great Sage. At that time, even the saint may not be able to save the situation. Now the Great Sage can only rely on himself.

Kui Mulang next to him shook his head and sighed.

He had seen the power of this treasure when he was in heaven before, so he was relatively familiar with it.

Jiang Han felt an inexplicable force absorbing his soul and body, and that force was like a sharp blade cutting through his body.

Cutting away the soul and taking away the spirit is more painful than lingchi.

Even so, Jiang Han still didn’t even frown, like a nail firmly nailed to the ground, motionless.

Boy, this must be a bad feeling, my brother gave you a chance just now, but you didn’t cherish it. Now you just wait for death, no one can save you.

The King of Golden Horn looked indifferent and smiled sinisterly.

Really? The magic weapon is good, but it depends on who has it. You are not qualified.

Jiang Han said this and walked slowly towards the King of Golden Horn.

Boy, you are still stubborn. You can’t resist this devouring power. When your power is exhausted, it will be your death.

The King of Golden Horn said.

Jiang Han did not answer him, but continued to move forward at a leisurely speed.

From his appearance, everyone thought that Jiang Han finally couldn’t resist the devouring power and was slowly sucked over.

Unexpectedly, the monkey’s fame was ruined by a magic weapon. He wanted to fight with him, but he didn’t expect to be finished when he got here.

Zhu Bajie said sadly.

Yes, a few days ago he was still full of vigor and might, he was simply the most evil of evildoers, but he never thought that he would return to dust today.

The White Bone Demon also said with some sadness, but it was still unknown how much sincerity there was in his tone.

She glanced at Tang Monk in front of her from the corner of her eyes, and a cold light flashed in the depths of her pupils.”

Big Brother, how can you die in the hands of such a little demon? If you really die, it would be too aggrieved.”

Sha Monk shouted, his tone revealing endless anxiety.

Jiang Han turned a deaf ear to the words of the outside world, and he still walked slowly.

It seemed that every step was carefully measured, neither long nor short.