"You back." Tang Sanzang looked at the black smoke and yellow sand that swept over, and the rolling dragon among them, and said with a tilted head.

Sun Wukong took Luo Xi's hand and retreated backwards, and the golden cudgel in his hand knocked away the flying sand and stones in front of him.

Sha Wanjing and Ao Xiaobai also obediently retreated and kept leaving the attack range of Zijinling.

"Your Majesty, do we need to retreat a little more?" On the low slope, the guard looked at the rolling smoke and flames in the distance, and looked at the king with a little nervousness.

"No need, I have to watch here." The king shook his head and rode his horse in place.

"Three bells, Master should be fine, right?" Luo Xi was a little worried.

"Master is so powerful, there will be no problem. Come on, Master!" Ao Xiaobai shouted loudly, with a look of excitement in his eyes.

The monsters all over the mountains were now leaning their heads and looking down. The scene of Tang Sanzang smashing the fire dragon with one punch is still vivid in everyone's mind. Now An Yi directly used three purple gold bells at the same time. This is a method that only when facing the demon king, which shows that Tang Sanzang already has the strength of the demon king in his heart, and he is also a person who is not weak among them.

The yellow dragon rolled in the smoke and dust. In a blink of an eye, it was already a meter long, sweeping over thick black smoke and gravel dust and colliding towards Tang Sanzang. Before he could come in front of him, he opened his mouth and spit out three mills-sized fireballs, connecting them into a line, and colliding towards Tang Sanzang.

"Dragon spits the beads!"

"I didn't expect that the king would use this trick as soon as he made a move!"

"There is a good show now. If this monk chose to fight with his fist at first sight, he would just hit the knife holder."

"Hmph, I think this monk is also looking for death. He actually dares to attack his wife. This is our king's reverse scale. Whoever touches him will die."

The demons watched the dragon spitting out the beads, and they were talking for a while, showing expressions of watching the show.

"Is this monk invited by Zhao Yi?" Wei Zhitong also asked the monster to take her to the front mountain and looked down. She happened to see the giant dragon spitting beads and bumping towards Tang Sanzang, and said softly to herself.

Tang Sanzang looked at the dragon, hesitated for a moment, then took one step and disappeared instantly, without dodging or avoiding, and directly punched the three fireballs.

"Looking for death!" The demons all skipped this idea. This was the most powerful method of King Tai Sui, not comparable to that of the fire python before. This fireball was one of the most powerful methods of the dragon. After it exploded, it was all magma.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

Three consecutive sounds, Tang Sanzang passed by in a string, and the three fireballs seemed to stagnate in the air for a moment, then they exploded one after another. The magma fell everywhere, corroding the ground one by one, making a big hole, sizzling, which showed the terrifying temperature. Tang Sanzang was already several feet away, smashing his punch towards the head of the giant dragon rushing towards the wind and sand.

"It wasn't actually bombed!"

All the demons were shocked when they saw this scene. The most terrifying thing about this fireball was the magma inside. Generally, if the demon king touched a little, he would be injured, not to mention being directly exploded from the front, and even being skinned even if he was not dead. However, now, Tang Sanzang not only directly broke the three fireballs on the front, but even had an explosion range before the fireball exploded, which shows how fast it was.

"Good!" Wei Zhitong clenched her fists with some excitement.

The expressions on the faces of the demons around him were all a little strange, but they didn't dare to say anything. But his wife, who saw the king failing, actually applauded, and she felt strange.

"Who is this monk?" An Yi's expression was also a little solemn. No matter how he passed everyone in his mind, he still couldn't remember that there was such a person among them.

If the monks in the world have such strength, Lingshan cannot not know, nor will he not know, so where did this monk suddenly appear?

The red dragon has now turned into a giant dragon mixed with yellow and black marks, roaring and rushing towards him, with a pair of big lantern-like eyes staring at Tang Sanzang, and his claws were snatching Tang Sanzang, and his fiery red claws had a black mark.

The rolling yellow sand and black smoke also swept in an instant, and closed towards Tang Sanzang under the control of the dragon, almost instantly submerging him and unable to see clearly.

"Master, I'm gone." Ao Xiaobai opened his eyes wide and looked at it. The master and apprentice found the figure of the master from the yellow sand and black smoke.

"Although this monk's speed and power are powerful, his brain is probably not very good. Now he is in the yellow sand and black array, and there is a giant dragon inside. How can he escape?" A demon king said with a sneer, not optimistic about Tang Sanzang at all.

"Yes, the king's purple gold bell is a good treasure. This monk has only a pair of fists and doesn't even have a magic weapon. It's simply arrogant to want to fight with the king." Another demon king on the side also smiled.

"Ignorance about the opponent is often the most pathetic." Zhu Tianpeng stood in the corner, sighed, and slowly approached Wei Zhitong.

The rolling black smoke, the vast yellow sand, the rolling giant dragon, Tang Sanzang, who had disappeared in the siege, seemed to have already realized the result.

However, at this moment, a dull sound rang out, as if some beast had stepped on the ground with force, but there was another beast that could make the entire Qiyun Mountain shake.

Everyone looked into the canyon and their eyes suddenly widened.

In the center of the black smoke and yellow sand, it seemed like a bomb suddenly exploded. The smoke and black smoke were pushed to both sides by a powerful wave of air. The center suddenly became empty. A deep pit was shocking, and the exaggerated crack spread in all directions. Tang Sanzang had disappeared from the spot, turned into a black dot and flew upwards, and then stepped down on the head of the giant dragon that followed him and followed him to chase him upwards.

As soon as the kick fell on the dragon head, the yellow and black shells almost dispersed suddenly, and stones fell in the countryside, revealing the original red dragon.

Then the red dragon's head began to deform and squeezed, and was finally stepped on from head to tail and smashed into the ground. Even a trace of fire did not burst out and it was extinguished.

The black smoke and yellow sand dissipated, the red dragon dissipated, and the three purple gold bells appeared together, and it was easily resolved by Tang Sanzang in a flash.

"Wow—"

The demons were suddenly in an uproar. They really couldn't figure out how powerful the monk was to be able to do it. If it was really so powerful, would An Yi be his opponent? Is there no way to deal with this monk today?

"So amazing." Wei Zhitong also opened her mouth slightly. This was the first time she saw An Yi's tricks being resolved so easily. She was surprised, and now she finally had a hint of worry, "If An Yi couldn't beat him, she wouldn't have been arrested by that monk, right?"
Chapter completed!