"Smelly old man! Let my master go!"

Knowing that Tang Monk was in the inner hall, Zhu Bajie shouted at the top of his lungs to King Chu Nan. Of course, he was not stupid. The old man in front of him could even trap his senior brother. Wouldn't it be dangerous if he rushed forward rashly?

Therefore, the safest way is to stand below and yell at the other person across the river. After all, he is very good at this job.

In response to Zhu Bajie's insult, King Chu Nan just snorted coldly. The Fu Shen Formation's duration is limited, and now that Tang Seng has obtained it, there is no need for him to waste time with these people.

So King Chu Nan slowly raised his crutch, and in an instant countless gray crows flew out from behind him. As if under instructions, these gray crows circled in the air and rushed straight towards Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Bajie's face turned pale. It was the first time that he saw such a large number of birds. This large flock that covered the sky almost covered the entire palace.

"Oh my god!"

Zhu Bajie held his head in his hands, and the first thought in his mind was to find a place to hide. However, before he could find it, the crows above his head had already landed on his head.

"Ouch!"

A gray crow pecked Zhu Bajie's head hard with its beak. Zhu Bajie screamed in pain and could only keep using his arms to drive away the crows.

On the other side, the situation of Sha Seng was not very good. The crows split into two groups, one group attacked Zhu Bajie, and the other group rushed to the side of Sha Seng.

Different from Zhu Bajie's on-the-spot defense, Sha Seng's counterattack seemed more intense. He was seen holding the Demonic Pestle and wildly swiping at the invading crow. The cold light of the Demonic Pestle flashed, and he was stunned to death after several times.

dozens of gray crows.

However, there were too many crows. A few were killed here, and dozens more were quickly added there. Gradually, the two brothers were wrapped into a big gray rice dumpling.

Sun Wukong looked on anxiously, and kept hitting the golden square pillars around him with the golden hoop in his hand. But the square pillars were too strong, and no matter how hard he tried, they could not be broken at all.

King Chu Nan had already retreated to the inner palace after he released the crows. What he had to do now was to eat Tang Monk to avoid long nights and nightmares. After all, the Fu Shen Formation was his last trump card. If not, he would

He would not be so anxious to challenge Sun Wukong to fight.

In the inner hall, Tang Monk was sitting alone on a wooden chair. His expression was anxious, and sweat was dripping from his forehead from time to time. Originally, he wanted to exchange customs clearance documents and ask about his young apprentice Su Xiaowan. Can he let him

What he didn't expect was that before the king saw him, someone used a body-holding technique to place him on the chair.

Although his body could not move, his five senses were not lost. Therefore, Tang Seng could clearly hear the voices and fighting sounds outside the palace. Knowing that Wukong was trapped and that Bajie and Wujing did not know what they were fighting, Tang Seng felt in his heart

As if he were an ant on the edge of a hot pot, he was so anxious that his heart and liver ached.

At this time, King Chu Nan came to Tang Seng on crutches. Looking at Tang Seng's handsome young face, a greedy look flashed in King Chu Nan's eyes.

"It is said that eating your meat can lead to immortality. Elder Tang, since you are an eminent monk, why not sacrifice your life for righteousness to fulfill my little wish?" King Chu Nan said with a smile.
Chapter completed!