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Chapter 1749 Tang Sanzang went crazy

Chapter 1749 Tang Sanzang killed crazy

The old man was so scared that his face turned pale and his heart was filled with tragedy.

Where did this stinky monk come from?

He actually saw through his true body at a glance?

I saw a ghost!

As for the apprentices next to them, they were so scared.

Damn it!

Master is crazy!

Even mortals kill!

"No, no, old man, I'm a human..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Que punched him without hesitation.

The old man wailed, fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then there was no movement.

"Ahhhh! Master, you killed someone!" Kakarot exclaimed, "We will lose our great cause of obtaining scriptures!"

He didn't even see clearly just now, so Xu Que killed the person!

Xu Que shook his head and said righteously: "This is a monster, not a human."

Several apprentices looked at each other and all at once showed a look of horror.

It's over... Master is crazy...

Seeing that several people didn't believe it, Xu Que smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll find the monster for you."

After saying that, he jumped and jumped into the jungle.

On the other side, the White Bone Demon broke away from the old man's body, panicked and fled back to his cave.

After casting the spell to seal the entrance of the cave and superimposing several defensive spells, the White Bone Demon breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the stone chair in a daze.

"How could that stinky monk see through my true body?" The White Bone Spirit was puzzled.

She herself is the White Bone Spirit formed after a person dies, and her resentment does not fade away, and the bones will not rot.

It is a monster who transcends the five elements and is not in the underworld's life and death book. As long as she takes a long time, she can completely practice and become a peerless monster.

Even though her cultivation is not high now, the human body she transforms into is definitely not something that a mortal can see through.

"Fortunately, that monk has no cultivation and should not know how to spell it. I am still safe here for the time being..."

Bang!

Before the White Bone Demon finished speaking, a muffled sound suddenly came from outside the cave.

She was stunned for a moment, and before she could go out to check what was going on, she heard an arrogant voice coming.

"Bone Demon, open the door! You have the ability to steal men... No, you have the ability to pretend to be an old man, you have the ability to open the door!"

Alas!!!

The White Bone Demon almost screamed.

It was that stinky monk, how could he chase him here?

I have clearly hidden my breath, and even a monk with high magic power will take a lot of time to find this place!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Outside the cave, muffled sounds became more and more rapid, as if someone was crazily hammering the cave with his fists.

Before the white bones were carefully thought about what to do, I suddenly heard a "click".

The formation he had just built just now was shattered into pieces and disappeared into the air.

Xu Que walked into the cave with a kind smile on his face: "Amitabha, donor, I am here to save you."

After saying that, he went forward and made a three-punch of a farmer, and he didn't give the White Bone Demon a chance to beg for mercy.

"Bang!"

With a punch, the White Bone Demon instantly turned into a pile of bone frames and died.

Although Xu Que's current physical body has no magic power, he is tempered by the three levels of demon source, immortal essence, and Buddhism. He is extremely powerful and has the effect of destroying the demon.

A monster like the White Bone Demon who has almost no strong demonic power and relies on changing the skin to deceive people, has a set of three punches from the farmer and can die directly.

In front of the golden mirror, several old monks were completely stunned.

The White Bone Demon, whom they had high hopes, did not play any role at all, and was almost dealt with as soon as they appeared!

"What are you doing? How can you try this way!"

"Is there something wrong with this guy? Is he a Buddhist practitioner? Why is he so murderous! "

"This person must not be allowed to pass the trial of the Buddhist son!"

Xu Que has achieved the achievement of killing and killing along the way. These old monks hated his behavior and did not want this person to pass the trial of the Buddhist son.

What does Buddha practice rely on?

It is Buddhism, it is a verbal cannon!

It is to use a kind heart to influence the world!

You just have three punches when you go up. So what is the difference between us Buddhist practice and those ordinary monks?

It has simply lowered the style of our Buddhist practice!

However, the old monks did not have the ability to control the trial, so they could only stare at Xu Que with gritted teeth and let him go straight in the trial of Buddhist sons.

Several old monks almost bit the cushion under their seats in a hurry.

Shame is definitely a shame!

Letting such people pass the trial is definitely a shame for those of them who study Buddhism!

"I have a way!" The fat old monk suddenly lit up his eyes and he said loudly.

When the old monks around heard this, they hurriedly surrounded him.

The fat old monk lowered his voice and said slowly: "Although we cannot control the Buddhist trial, we can inject our cultivation into it, so that the strength of the monster will be greatly improved."

"This...is a good idea, but how can you be sure that he can't beat it?"

Xu Que's performance along the way has shocked the old monks.

Especially the powerful body left a deep impression on them.

One punch and one monster, who can resist this?

There are still eighty-one difficulties. According to this style of playing, you can only last a few more days if you have eighty-one difficulties!

The flow rate of time in the realm of memory is one hundred to one with the outside world, that is, one hundred days are spent inside, and only one day is spent outside.

In the realm of memory, Xu Que had killed nearly twenty monsters in less than half a month. He drove straight in and walked almost one-third of the way!

The others have not even conquered their fourth apprentice yet!

The fat old monk said in a deep voice: "I have observed carefully that although his body is strong, he does not have any magic power. Even so, there are not many monsters that can fight against on the way west, so we need to inject our cultivation into the most powerful monsters. If I say so, you should know who is the most reliable, right?"

The old monks just thought for a moment and showed a clear look.

Golden-winged Roc King!

The strongest monster on the road to the west! It was once the mount of the true Buddha. Later, he escaped from the Great Leiyin Temple privately and came to the mortal world. It became one of the eighty-one difficulties.

"As long as the Golden-winged Great Plug King is able to obtain our cultivation, Tang Sanzang is definitely not an opponent!"

"Indeed, the Golden-winged King of Roc has been practicing by the True Buddha for many years, with a strong body and profound magical power. The strength in this realm of memory is almost replicated one by one. With our infusion, we will definitely be able to defeat Tang Sanzang."

"No further ado, let's go now!"

The old monks made a quick decision, sat cross-legged, used their skills, and began to act.

I saw golden lights appearing on their bodies, their eyes full of passion and firm will.

We must never let Tang Sanzang obtain the true scriptures!

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(End of this chapter)
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