Tang Xuanzang muttered in a low voice, the whistling wind coming from his ears was still there, and there was a laughter and scolding accompanying him: "You green bull came to earth privately, injured the Eighteen Arhats in the West, and almost killed Tang Funeral. Why don't you come back quickly?"

"Uh, this sound is not Taishang Laojun, right?" Tang Xuanzang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky. Sure enough, he saw the old man floating in the air with Wukong, which looked exactly the same as the statue of Laojun that he had seen in Chechi Kingdom before.

It is one of the actual controllers of Dongtian, Daozu Taishang Laojun!

As for the Heavenly Court, it is just a composition of the East Heaven.

"Master, are you okay?" When Wukong saw Tang Xuanzang, he immediately turned over and fell to the ground, his face full of uncontrollable worries.

The latter nodded calmly and showed that he was fine. He looked up at Laojun, and the old man was also looking at him. The two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became a little wrong.

"The system reminds that the strength of the Qingniu Spirit is regressing and has returned to the ninth-level Yin vein."

A sudden sound made Tang Xuanzang come back. He quickly calmed down, clasped his hands together, and asked to the sky: "I wonder if the Supreme Taoist Ancestor, is this green bull from your family?"

"Of course, this is my mount. Are you the funeral of Tang?" The Supreme Lord swept the dust, and the Vajra circle flew out of the ground and returned to his hand.

Tang Xuanzang nodded and revealed his identity.

He glanced at the Qingniu Jing who was kneeling on the ground and was already measuring it in his heart, and asked, "I wonder why the ancestor was so careless that he actually let the Qingniu descend to the earth to become a demon and harm one side. If this is spread, wouldn't it ruin the name of the Taoist Ancestor?"

"A mere mount defeated the great god of the Heavenly Court, the eighteen Arhats, and the Sun Wukong who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. This is giving me a face." The Supreme Laojun shook his head, but he bit the word "mount" very seriously.

Tang Xuanzang was fine now, but the eighteen Arhats could no longer sit still.

The Grand Lord deliberately grabbed the mount and refused to let go. Although it sounds like a trivial thing, anyone can tell that it is a slap in the face.

A mount actually easily defeated the Eighteen Arhats of the West. Isn’t this just saying that there is no one in the West?

"Hmph, old man, if your Vajra circle was not too powerful and could accommodate all things, this bull would have been knocked to death by my sticks, so how could he keep him kneeling?"

Wukong was very upset when he heard this and couldn't help but refute it. However, when the Taishang Laojun heard it, he shook his head and smiled, as if he was listening to a joke: "To find the book of the world, you need to go through risks. You call it a lesson, but you don't know that the scriptures are not complete. And according to you, the next journey should be smooth, or you can just send you to Lingshan directly. If you don't have the strength, what book to find!"

"What are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will destroy your Tushita Palace." Wukong was slightly stunned for a moment, and then looked angry and shouted loudly.

The Supreme Lord ignored it and just kept shaking his head: "Forget it, Niu'er, let's go back."

"I actually ignored me, don't leave, you old man." Wukong was furious and held the stick and beat the green cow.

But at this moment, the Taishang Laojun threw out the Vajra Circle, but the target was not Wukong, but the green cow on the ground.

"Vajra Yu."

"state........."

The golden cudgel had not yet touched the body of the green cow, but was blocked by a layer of transparent light shield. The huge sound spread around and penetrated into the ears and was clearly visible.

Wukong felt his hands trembling and numb, and his body kept trying to retreat, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "What is this?"

"Hmph, this is my Vajra Bracelet. Sun Wukong really thought he could only suck weapons away? He underestimated it too much."

After the Taishang Laojun said that, he pointed to the golden cudgel in Wukong's hand, and then said, "You said you had a Vajra bracelet, so you couldn't defeat my mount, but the golden cudgel in your hand was the magic needle left by Dayu when he controlled the flood, and the level was no worse than my bracelet. When talking about it with weapons, you are still the Sun Wukong who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace."

"One thing is the one that is the other. I was wearing the golden cudgel and was just restrained by your Vajra bracelet. Otherwise, you should tell the green cow not to use this bracelet to cover my weapons, and try my power again?"

Wukong originally said that, but he didn't expect that when Laojun heard this, he nodded and smiled, "Okay, then let the cow not use your weapons, it depends on whether you can break his defense."

"Serious?" Wukong looked at him in surprise, and the latter nodded and looked at the arhats: "It's not just you, but you can try it to see if you can break the defenses of my circle so as not to always use your weapons to talk about it in the future."

"Daozu, it's meaningless to do this, but it's a bit like juggling on the street. Let's forget it." Tang Xuanzang suddenly spoke, which made everyone stunned on the spot.

Wukong even twitched his lips and simply started to laugh.

This metaphor is too vivid.

"Hmph, Tang Funeral, is it a juggling? It depends on my meaning, not on the outsider's eyes. I am the Taoist ancestor. I said it was a juggling, but it was a real juggling, and it was a test of you. Are you afraid?"

After the Supreme Lord said that, he quietly waited where he was. He knew that with Sun Wukong's temper, he would definitely be able to do so.

Sure enough, when Wukong heard this, he took the lead and smashed it hard at the green bull spirit, and shouted: "Since that's the case, let me see how strong your Vajra Bracelet is."

"boom."

Guangmu emerged under the impact of the golden cudgel, rolling up thousands of waves of air. The surrounding trees began to sway wildly, and they even broke into two sections.

Seeing this, the Taishang Laojun in the sky couldn't help but sneer. He looked at the arhats, and his voice penetrated the constant impact noise and came into everyone's ears: "You'd better come together. No matter how many people there are, my circle will not break."

"Please give me advice from the ancestor of Taoism." The Eighteen Arhats had already been thinking about it. Now that the Supreme Lord said again, how could they still be unmoved?"

Eighteen figures rushed towards the Green Bull Spirit in an extremely neat manner, and the golden Buddha light suddenly burst out from their hands or eyes, and they all slammed on the light shield.

However, the light shield built by the Diamond Circle perfectly resisted their attacks, showing no sign of breaking.

Seeing this, the Grand Lord couldn't help laughing even more contemptuously, and began to whisper: "There is no one in the west, no one."

"Hehe, you arhats were beaten to death by me just now. If you dare to come out now, get out of here."

After the Green Bull Spirit was protected, his heart suddenly felt much more at ease. He saw his ancestor grandfather watching coldly, and suddenly understood something and grinned.

Outside the light cover, a circle of divine light suddenly swept out, and the Eighteen Arhats flew uncontrollably like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and finally hit the ground one after another.

Although Goku did not fly out directly, his condition was not very good.

She retreated powerlessly until Tang Xuanzang's side, and then she had time to slam the golden cudgel to the ground, and finally did not retreat again.

"The Great Sage of the Monkey King, hehe, it's just called Bima Plague, hahahaha..." The green bull spirit looked up at the sky and burst into laughter, shaking the birds and beasts flying all over the woods, and all the birds were hiding.

He looked at Tang Fuhuan, who looked dull, suddenly thought of something, stretched out his finger and smiled, "Did you see, Tang Fuhuan, do you want to come and try to hit me?"

"Uh." After hearing this request suddenly, Tang Xuanzang seemed a little surprised, and a smile appeared on his plain face: "I'm really mean to hit you, asking for something, are you sure?"

"Tang Funeral, you can't even deal with one of my magic weapons. The journey will be even more fierce in the future. How can you get through this? Go back as soon as possible."

The Grand Lord said just after he finished speaking, he found that Tang Xuanzang took out a sword from somewhere. The aura on it was extremely powerful, which made people feel depressed.

He felt a little moved in his heart, and he secretly thought: "It is said that Tang Funeral has been abandoning many demons by himself. I want to see what kind of Tang Funeral, which is entrusted with important tasks in the West, is capable of."

"Green Bull Spirit, are you sure you want me to hit you?" Tang Xuanzang shook the Alps in his hand, and the black streaming light spread from the hilt to the sword body, flowing back and forth like a dragon on his face and streaking a trace.

The green bull spirit smiled, lowered his head and pointed at his forehead, smiling particularly arrogantly: "Yes, come on, fight this."

"Since you have made a request for your heart and city, I will definitely satisfy you with compassion." Tang Xuanzang used his footsteps slightly, and his whole body rushed out like an arrow. The Alps in his hand burst out in an instant, and even the Taishang Laojun couldn't help but feel moved.

"This... what kind of magic weapon is this?"

The green bull spirit, who was originally confident, felt the oppression coming from the front, suddenly became less confident. He looked up slightly and glanced forward, and felt a sense of tension in his heart.

"It is impossible for anyone to break the magic weapon of the ancestor to be defeated, yes, it is impossible." Although he kept comforting himself, the tension in Qingniu's carefulness did not disappear at all.

Finally, with a crisp sound, the Alps and the Vajra Circle collided violently. The originally tense heart of the Green Bull Spirit was released in an instant, and joy suddenly emerged: "Haha, the defense was not broken."

"It's quite strong." Tang Xuanzang made a brief three-word evaluation, and suddenly turned around and slashed down again. The power in his body was condensed in his arms, and the turtle wave Qigong wave was fully activated, and he was about to defeat it at one time: "Open it for me!"

With this roar, the Alps actually roared together.

A breath of dominating the world and looking down at the people gradually spread out from his body, making people unable to help but feel worshipped.

The Taishang Laojun in the sky frowned directly, his mind was complicated and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Buzz" seems to have been challenged, and the defense of the King Kong Circle has also been opened to the maximum.

The outer protective light shield emits trembling buzzing from time to time, and the sound waves are superimposed to the outside, intending to resist the opponent's momentum.

I have become a defense once before, and the Green Bull Spirit has no worries at this time.

He looked at the light that was about to approach him, and a trace of ferocity suddenly appeared in his eyes: "After he came down from Heaven, he fought several times and then fell to his current realm, all because of Tang Funeral in front of him. If he accidentally killed him during the defense process, then... no one would blame him."

The Qingniu Jing thought it was good, but there was no chance of realization. The power of the destructive power wrapped in the Alps slashed on the protective light shield, and the dazzling light instantly enveloped the two of them, blocking everything.

"Crack...boom..."

A harsh sound came from the light, making it impossible to know what was happening in the entanglement inside.

They could all feel that a terrifying spiritual power was being released from it, sweeping across the world with the collision point as the center.

"The bald donkey is so strong. Even I can't take such a terrifying power, but I didn't expect it to be released from him. I just don't know if the defense of the Vajra Circle has been broken. If not, then..."

Girl Wukong's thoughts were extremely noisy at this moment, and her eyes were always staring ahead. The dazzling light had no effect on the golden eyes of the fire-eyed eyes.

The light in the center gradually dissipates, revealing the scene inside.

For a moment, almost everyone held their breath and stared at the center, wanting to know the result.

"Hahahaha, is this the King Kong Circle? It's not the enemy of the two swords of my Alps." An arrogant laughter came from it, and the face of the Supreme Laojun suddenly changed.

The body of the green bull spirit was thrown out like garbage, and the armor on the body was broken and broken, and some parts were directly cracked into several pieces, hanging on it with only the trace of lines.

He looked up at Laojun, stretched out his hand, trying to say something, but in the end his weak head tilted and he fainted.

When the Grand Lord saw that his mount was like this, he rushed upwards with anger. He looked at Tang Xuanzang on the ground and shouted loudly: "Good you, Tang Funeral, you are a monk, who is such a heavy move."

(End of this chapter)
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