Journey To The West Compares: I Duong Tam Buried The Gods

The fighting continued until dark.

The black bear spirit, panting, stopped his hand:

"Fight, don't fight, hungry, fight again tomorrow."

At this time, Sun Xingji also developed a deep sense of powerlessness.

How can you describe this feeling?

It's that feeling of powerlessness that you can't kill him, and he can't die.

Watching the sky get dark, Sun Xingji chased after him with a stick.

If he was to be let go back, then how would he explain to his master when he went back?

Thinking of this, Sun Xingji decided to use another power that did not belong to it.

That was the tight hoop that Tang San had transformed him.

The heart moves at will.

A cold feeling spread all over the body from the top of the head.

This is the power of death.

This is what death feels like.

This was the second time Sun Xingji had experienced the feeling of death.

The first time was when he was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain.

Familiar feelings, the past is vivid.

Sun Xingji vaguely remembered that the huge iron rod turned the entire sky upside down.

The wind howls, the wind sweeps the clouds, the lightning and thunder, and the flames burn the sky.

And that Rulai is just a light slap.

It is full of golden light, and Sanskrit singing.

The heavenly world, three thousand Buddhas, three thousand worlds.

The light of the Buddha I saw was shining, the five fingers were like mountains, the sky was upside down, and the three realms were shocked.

At that moment, Sun Xingji deeply felt the fear of death.

But that time he felt the fear of his own death.

And this time the feeling of death changed from fear to control.

The tightening of the hoop on the head is like a shackle that has been opened.

Unleash a terrifying force that makes everything tremble.

This is the power of death.

At this moment, Sun Xing's whole body was shrouded in a gray aura.

As if sensing the changes in Sun Xing's body, the black bear spirit, who was originally going to make a truce and eat, immediately stopped.

Turned around and looked at Sun Xingji with a solemn expression.

"Good terrifying power, this is... This is, the power of death from the Nine Ghosts

!" "When I was in the Heavenly Palace, I had witnessed your battle with my own eyes, but I had never seen you exert this kind of power, this is not your power!"

In the face of this force, a deep sense of powerlessness emerged.

He wanted to escape, but it was already too late.

The power of death surged from all directions, completely sealing his retreat.

At this time, in Sun Xing's eyes, the light condensed by the power of death was the gaze of the god of death.

"Die!"

Sun Xingji smashed down with a stick.

This stick is the power of billions of people.

The black bear spirit lifted the black tasse gun and resisted it in front of him.

Listening to the click, the spear in his hand was divided into two points.

The strength of the golden hoop rod did not decrease, and it hit his head fiercely.

Hard as a rock, hard as King Kong's head, it suddenly shattered inch by inch.

A mixture of blood and brain plasma splashed around.

At this moment, Sun torturer experienced an unprecedented joy.

It's an obsession with death, it's a mastery of life.

Immediately afterwards, the power of death wrapped the soul of the black bear spirit, and then turned into a wisp of blue smoke and flew into the death hoop overhead.

The moment the power of death dissipated, Sun Xingji seemed to wake up from his intoxication.

Even though he is a user, he also feels a strong shock in his heart.

This force is beyond his imagination.

And he became more and more eager for this power.

When Sun Xingji turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly thought of Tang San's burial.

Those who kill need to raise ashes with their bones and destroy their souls in order to eliminate future troubles.

Thinking of this, Sun Xingji scaled the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod in his hand to the thickness of his thigh, like a pestle, and smashed it down fiercely against the huge body of the black bear spirit.

After a while, the body of the black bear spirit was smashed into meat mud.

After doing all this, Sun Xingji seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

So he blew a mouthful of fire to lit the meat puree completely.

Wait until it burns to ashes and collect it.

Then fly into the air and throw it.

The ashes drifted away with the wind.

After doing all this, Sun Xinger clapped his hands, and then returned to Tang San's burial with confidence.

Seeing Tang San burying Sun Xing, he said excitedly:

"Master is really as you expected, that guy's strength is really equal to mine, if I hadn't used the power of death to recover it, I'm afraid I would have escaped by this guy again."

"Well done!"

Tang Sanyu nodded in satisfaction.

Then the conversation turned.

"It's just... Don't make me wait so long next time!" Tang

San's tone was like the cold wind of the moon, which made people shudder.

Sun Xingji shrunk his neck, standing there motionless like a child who had done something wrong.

I saw that the sky around me was dark, and the surroundings were dark and silent.

"Find a place to rest, presumably our old acquaintance should be arriving soon." "

Who?"

asked the curious Sun Xing.

"You'll know tomorrow

!" "By the way, Master, that black bear spirit was crushed to ashes, so let's go to his cave mansion and rest for one night!"

Maybe we have other deliveries. After

a while, the three of them arrived at Batu Caves.

When I saw the tattered cave, I knew that Sun torturers had destroyed it.

However, when the three entered the cave, they were immediately surprised by the scenery inside the cave.

But I saw that there was a cave in this cave, and after the front door was a patio, surrounded by pine and bamboo, peach and plum arguing, and there was a couplet on the second door behind the patio, and the book: Quiet deep mountains without vulgarity, secluded fairy cave happy and naïve.

"This guy is a good Yaxing, it seems to be like some people.

Tang San Fu sneered and walked in.

Seeing strangers come in, the remaining little monsters in Batu Cave immediately surrounded them.

Seeing this, Xiao Bailong went up and solved these little minions.

I saw that the cave was like spring all year round, and melons and pulp were all over the table.

Seeing this, Sun Xingji went up and grabbed a peach, then wiped his hands and handed it to Tang Sanburied.

"Master, you eat first!"

The monkey was a little sharp-eyed, knowing that he had made a mistake before, and immediately offered his courtesy.

At this moment, a child's cry came from the deep corner of the cave.

"What sound?"

Sun Xingji frowned and prepared to go up to check.

At this moment, Tang San Fu seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Go! go and see!"

said and strode inside. It didn't take long to reach the end of the cave.

At the end of the cave, there are two small caves that have been carved out.

In one of the caves, children as young as six or seven years old, seven or eight years old were detained.

On the other side was a huge Dan furnace and some things for alchemy.

Seeing this, Tang San suddenly realized.

"If nothing else, this should be the secret of Elder Jinchi's longevity, and at the same time, it is also the purpose of the person behind the scenes!" These

children were not much different from the two little lucky children who served Elder Jinchi that Guanyin Monastery had seen.

Sun Xingji asked a little unexpectedly: "Master, what do you say these goblins are detaining these children here for

?" "Remember what I told you about immortality?"

"If nothing else, the secret of Elder Jinchi's immortality comes from these little lucky children who are imprisoned."

"No!"

said Sun Xingji in surprise.

"Are they going to use these children to practice the Immortal Pill?"

"Almost!"

Tang San Fu nodded, and then thought slightly.

"While it's still early, you go around and see if any children have been lost in the surrounding villages and towns?"

"Good master!"

After saying that, Sun Xingji disappeared into the Batu Cave.