Learn from Fahai: Break the vows and become stronger

Chapter 109

Chapter 109 Protecting the Calf!!

“Oh…”

From the extreme distance of the heavenly firmament, a bright silver disc dragon spear broke through the air and fell into the hands of the little white dragon.

He held the gun in one hand, pointed the tip diagonally at the ground, thought about it, seemed to feel that it was not enough, so his free hand also lifted.

“Sword comes.”

“Zheng!”

There seems to be a wave rushing between heaven and earth, and the sound of dragon ~ sword chanting resounds.

In the West Heaven Holy Realm, the dragon horn stone next to the Dragon Pool of the Great Thunder Yin Temple of Lingshan Mountain, the water of the Dragon Pool tumbled, and the dragon people who practiced in it avoided one after another.

A red gold sword soared into the air from the Dragon Pool, manifested a golden dragon magic phase, and went straight to Beiju Luzhou.

In a certain pagoda of the Great Lei Yin Temple, Tang Sanzang looked in the direction of the Dragon Pond and smiled when he saw the golden dragon magic phase transformed by the red gold sword.

“Little white dragon, a heart has been silent for a hundred years, and his face has changed with his state of mind, and now he is finally in the dust, and even with the white dragon sword, he has sublimated and transformed, which is gratifying.”

Tang Sanzang said, and suddenly muttered with a bit of disgust: “It’s just that these apprentices of poor monks, except for Wu Jing, there is no one to worry about.” The three bastards have finally cultivated themselves, and this kid Miaokong has to make trouble again. ”

“Can’t you learn to learn poor monks, be kinder?”

If Sun Wukong listened to this, he would definitely cover his ears and run away, how dare Tang San say that he was angry?

It can be seen that the quality of self-knowledge has never been a line of knowledge…

“Zheng!”

North Juluzhou, the end of the vast grassland where the demon city is.

The little white dragon caught the red gold and white dragon sword that crossed and smiled nostalgically.

At this moment, the little white dragon was in a white robe, holding a bright silver and white dragon spear in one hand, and a red gold and white dragon sword in the other.

The spear and the sword were buzzing at the same time, and the vigorous murderous aura soared into the sky, without the slightest hint of bodhisattva compassion.

As if a signal.

The eight-headed worm finally couldn’t control its anger and stepped forward!

“Boom!”

The crescent shovel collided with the spear and sword, stirring up boundless waves of qi, the peerless demon king and the Buddhist Bodhisattva competed to kill, the blood qi machine soared into the sky, and the clouds of the nine heavens fell down.

A dragon and a worm did not use magical means, but they were like mortal martial artists fighting in close combat, but Miaokong could see that the two of them were not useless, but in every move, they all brought the power of magic!

This is the realm of tempering the body to the extreme and integrating divine powers into the flesh and blood of weapons!

Miaokong knew each other very well, hiding far away, and a faint golden light appeared in the center of his eyebrows, spying on the attack of the demon king and the dragon king.

Hungry for combat experience.

“Whoosh!”

At this moment, the ground under Miaokong’s feet suddenly surged, and a strange head that looked like a bird and an insect struck! Go straight to the heart of Miaokong!

This is one of the bosses of the eight-headed worm! He wants to attack and kill Miaokong first! In this way, the attack of the little white dragon will inevitably have flaws!

However, in the face of such a crisis, Miaokong is not good at all.

“Zheng!”

Sure enough, a golden lotus-like dragon qi sword light came first, and simply and neatly cut off this head!

“Taste…”

Filthy poisonous blood wine all over the earth, Miaokong slowly moved the position of the eight-headed worm oh no, now it should be a seven-headed worm, he underestimates the little white dragon now, but the Bodhisattva Venerable in the hall, a hundred years of silence rises, and the battle situation is in control.

If this can also make the seven-headed worm hurt Miaokong, it is ridiculous.

The seven-headed worm that lost a head again, its breath continued to wither, and it was gradually completely suppressed by the little white dragon.

Judging from the situation, the victory of the little white dragon is already a predictable situation.

However, everything is afraid of but.

“You little monk, you really have a sweet taste…”

The evil, strange, sticky tone seemed to be right next to Miaokong’s ears.

A pitch-black viper appeared in front of Miaokong at some point, its three-foot-long body was not conspicuous at all, and its red eyes had a sense of pendulation.

“Let me… Eat you! ”

“Buzz!”

The body of the pitch-black viper suddenly expanded, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a hundred-zhang-long python, with a huge mouth like a black hole, and four fangs like heavenly blades, heading straight for Miaokong!

Miaokong only felt a chill in his back, and the strange and sticky qi machine brought him the ultimate authority!

This is a peerless demon king!

“The snake king help me!”

The seven-headed insect was overjoyed, and took the time to shout after stepping back, it was obvious that this snake king was also one of the three deputy city masters of Ten Thousand Demon City.

Who knows, the snake king just glanced at the battlefield of the seven-headed worm and the little white dragon, sneered, and stopped paying attention.

It was too lazy to help the seven-headed worm, it died just right, the resources of Ten Thousand Demon City, three people and two people, the gap is still very large.

Never expect such a thing as righteousness from demons.

For the snake king, the fragrant little monk is its goal, if not for this little monk, it would have appeared.

Your seven-headed worm enemy, what does it have to do with me?

Thinking so, the snake king lowered his head and looked at the young monk in white.

In the face of the snake king’s qi machine oppression, Miaokong tilted his head and vaguely touched the back of his head, but he didn’t care about what to do.

Is this little monk stupid?

The Snake King couldn’t help but think so, but the next moment, it suddenly felt an extreme threat!

That is, in a sense, a gas engine that can be called a natural enemy!

The snake king raised his head sharply and looked into the distance of the vast grassland.

The old monk, dressed in a red robe and a bilu hat, walked slowly with his hands folded.

This old monk is very old, his long eyebrows are up to his shoulders, and there is no spirit in his eyes, and he looks plain.

But it was such a monk that made the snake king stiff all around, and it had no doubt that as long as it made a move to threaten the little monk, as long as there was the slightest flaw, the next moment would be a thunder disaster!

This old monk is very dangerous! Very dangerous!

The old monk was taking steps, and with each step, his figure was a little tall.

It is obviously changing, but it gives people a natural feeling.

When the old monk arrived, there was still half a minute of old age?

Appearing in front of the snake king was a young monk with extremely sharp eyebrows and a figure as tall as a green pine, a monk with a vicious smile on the corner of his mouth, which was in great contrast with the original appearance of the aging dragon bell.

Miaokong has a faint pain in the back of his head, do the current big guys like to play the set of rejuvenation?

But how is this young version of Fahai so familiar?

That’s right, the person who came is none other than Miaokong’s master Fahai!

“Shame on people, something actually doesn’t want to find a kiss master first?”

“In your heart, the poor monk is a decoration?”

Fahai glanced at Miaokong and said with disgust: “Get out of the way.” ”

Saying that, he no longer looked at his unlucky apprentice, but at the Worm Snake King who was like a great enemy.

“Sao…”

Fahai’s red robe swinged, faintly revealing the muscles of the Dao as strong as a dragon, and the flying dragon tattoo on the back.

“Apprentice, look at it.”

Fahai has never been a procrastinator, and he is better at facing long youkai.

I saw the red-robed monk pinching the real trick in his hand.