kong and slashed down.
The dragon roars!
Pong! !
There was a loud noise, and a sword and a stick collided together.
Over there, Young Master Kong suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood, which happened to fall on the palm of his hand. Young Master Kong gritted his teeth, dipped his finger in the blood, drew a mysterious rune in the air, and then shouted, “Go!”
Blood Rune Culture A ray of red light suddenly disappeared into the giant sword, and the giant sword suddenly made a “buzzing” sound. Immediately afterwards, there was a “click”, and cracks appeared on the wishful stick. Seeing this, Yin Kuang gathered his strength again and used almost all his strength. The wish-fulfilling stick was suddenly overwhelmed and broke into two sections. The edge of the giant sword slashed straight at Sun Wukong’s head.
The purple gold crown with phoenix wings on his head was divided into two.
This sword actually struck Sun Wukong’s Heavenly Spirit Cap.
A faint trace of blood slipped from Sun Wukong’s forehead.
“Huh! It still hurts a little.” Sun Wukong said to Yin Kuang with a smile. As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong tensed up, roared angrily, and Yin Kuang flew backwards with his sword. The huge combination sword had no choice but to turn into a nine-handled sword again. Also flying out at the same time was Master Kong Kong. He flew to Chen Xuanzang’s side.
“It seems that none of us can win.” Mr. Kong Kong smiled bitterly, kicked his legs, and there was no movement. Chen Xuanzang quickly shook Mr. Kong Kong vigorously, “Hey! Hey! Hold on, you don’t want to die!” Mr. Kong Kong suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: “You are the one who is going to die.” Then he relaxed and said weakly, “I’m tired. Let’s take a rest. If we don’t think of a solution, we will really die.”
Chen Xuanzang breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his head and glared at Sun Wukong, feeling extremely anxious.
“What should I do? What should I do?” He picked up “Three Hundred Children’s Songs” and flipped through it vigorously. “There must be a way. There must be a way.” At this moment, the words Sun Wukong once said suddenly appeared in Chen Xuanzang’s mind. in mind.
“Buddha used the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra to knock me down. That’s right. That’s the sentence, the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra.” “Hundreds of Songs”.
“Who else!?” Sun Wukong suddenly shouted.
At this time, another dragon roar sounded. A blue figure rushed out of the mountain. “Sun Wukong, take your life!” Prince Long Si let out a roar that contained anger, humiliation, and madness, rushed straight in front of Sun Wukong, and pierced Sun Wukong with the spear in his hand. The spear was wrapped with lightning and crackled.
Sun Wukong put his hands together, clamped the spear, and said, “I almost forgot about you, little bug, huh?” Before he could finish speaking, Sun Wukong suddenly raised his head.
In the clear night sky, a thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly fell from the sky and hit Sun Wukong. Thunder and lightning are fierce and come in