That is to say, after Bai Long finished speaking, he no longer had the energy to fight.
Next time, please remember better and bring some fairy fruits with you. Don't empty them all.
Too careless!
"presumptuous!"
Patriarch Bodhi's eyes were cold as he glared at Bailong and warned: "Nielong, you have to think carefully! If you drive away his soul, you will really die! I will give you a chance to kill Jin Chanzi.
Give me your soul!"
Patriarch Bodhi slowly approached, and the corners of his mouth became wider and wider.
According to Patriarch Bodhi, it is impossible for White Dragon to drive away Jin Chanzi's soul. As long as he is not stupid, he will keep Jin Chanzi's remnant soul as a bargaining chip and escape back to the Three Realms.
The white dragon slowly flew back vigilantly, all its mana was lost, and all the equipment on its body was forced back.
snort!
Patriarch Bodhi was aggressive and his smile became more and more evil.
"Nielong, I don't care about the failure of Journey to the West. I will give you three seconds to think about it and give me Jin Chanzi's remnant soul, otherwise I will kill you completely!"
Bailong could feel that what Patriarch Bodhi said was not a joke. Compared with killing Bailong in Journey to the West, Bailong's death was more important.
This time the calamity has already been like this. I only go on for the sake of face. If I lose my face, I am shameless. It doesn't matter if I fail completely.
Evil dragon, you must die today!
"Three, two, one!"
After Patriarch Bodhi finished reciting the number, Bailong still did not let go of Jin Chanzi's soul.
"well!"
Patriarch Bodhi nodded and said bitterly: "Evil dragon! You really don't want the face I'm giving you, so don't blame me! I lost two eggs, and I will make you pay with your life!"
Patriarch Bodhi released his magic power, raised his palm high, and slapped the white dragon head and face.
In an instant, the strong wind roared outside the sky, and the aurora swaying all over the sky was blown away!
However, that's it!
Bailong took out his mobile phone, raised it high, and said loudly: "Master Hongjun! Bodhi wants to kill me!!!"
Aiya, I go!
Patriarch Bodhi suddenly retracted his hand, looked at his phone, and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Uncle, you misunderstood. I am fighting with this little dragon... Hahaha! This little dragon is quite interesting. He even communicated with you thousands of miles away..."
Bailong looked as calm as an old dog, but in fact he was almost scared to death.
How could it be possible to connect to the video of Ancestor Hongjun in such a short time?
Patriarch Bodhi is not intimidated at all.
Patriarch Hongjun didn’t know what was going on and kept refusing to answer the video. There was no other way. Bailong hung up the video and initiated a group video chat in the Three Realms.
From time to time, the Three Qing Dynasties, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, the seven-clothed princess Chang'e Luoluo, the four emperors, the five elders, the six divisions, the seven yuan, the eight poles, the nine stars, the ten capitals, thousands of truths and ten thousand saints, every palace has gods, and the four seas
Some people from the Sanxian, Dragon Clan, Demon Clan, Qilin Clan, Phoenix Clan, etc. have already entered the video.
Oh my god?
Listening to the discussions among the people in the three realms, Patriarch Bodhi shuddered.
Amitabha Buddha's golden body has been shattered by the white dragon.
This evil dragon is ridiculously strong!
If the assassination of the white dragon fails, will this evil dragon lead the dragon and demon clan to sweep away the Western Heaven?
Patriarch Bodhi had a feeling in his heart that the hearts of people in Xitian had been scattered, and they were no longer as united as before.
If the White Dragon takes revenge and the army attacks the Western Heaven, most of the monks will take the opportunity to join the Heavenly Court. There is no need to guess.
At this time, there is only one way!
He can't be photographed with his cell phone, he can't be given a talking point in the Three Realms, and he can't leave any evidence!
Whoosh!
When Bailong turned the camera, Patriarch Bodhi had already flown far away.
well!
Bai Long sighed deeply, hung up the group chat in the Three Realms, lowered his head and looked at Jin Chanzi's incomplete soul in his hand, his eyes filled with anger.
"Old thief Zhunti actually dares to assassinate this emperor. Journey to the West ends today, and the lead actor must die!"
Bai Long took a deep breath and blew on the remaining soul of Jin Chanzi.
Pieces of Jin Chanzi's soul were scattered in the wind, turning into auroras that filled the sky.
Journey to the West, the main actor is gone...
Patriarch Bodhi was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
The golden cicada has completely disappeared in the world, and the journey to the west is meaningless. Even if it is completed, the Eight Treasures Merit Pool in Lingshan will not accelerate the accumulation of merit and divine water.
Moreover, the tens of thousands of monks in the Western Heaven will not be able to double their realm growth rate.
Journey to the West was declared a complete failure.
However, Patriarch Bodhi could not swallow this breath.
Since the monkey worshiped Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, eight hundred years of hard work and eight hundred years of dedication to Lingshan have all been in vain. Xitian is so embarrassed!
Patriarch Bodhi ran away with his teeth clenched.
Journey to the West continues!
Although there is no benefit, for the sake of face, for the sake of Xitian’s face in the Three Realms, Journey to the West must continue!
Evil dragon! The days ahead are long!
Tang Sanzang's memory is still in his hands. With his eighth-turn saint magic power, it is not difficult to choose a monk at random and replace the memories and thoughts of Tang Sanzang with those of Tang Monk for more than twenty years.
As long as they reach the west and Monkey Pig Bajie and Sha Monk stay, the fake Tang Monk will be gone.
Without profit, the Journey to the West team can still attract a wave of faith, which is not useless.
Sudden!
A ray of black mist cut through the sky and rushed towards Patriarch Bodhi.
ah???
Bailong looked into the distance and was startled.
Patriarch Bodhi was also shocked!
At this moment, both of them are seriously injured. The black mist at least has the power of the quasi-sage nine revolutions. If it comes after the white dragon, it is impossible for the white dragon to survive!
Bai Long looked around and saw that this place was not far from Liuyun City. Only by escaping there could he be rescued and wait for the system fairy fruit to be updated with peace of mind.
The white dragon's figure turned around, resisting the exhaustion of his mana, and flew slowly towards Liuyun City.
Fortunately, the black mist did not chase the white dragon, but surrounded Patriarch Bodhi in the center.
The black mist is very aggressive and can be felt from a long distance away. Even when Patriarch Bodhi used his magic power, he didn't have a good tone.
"Where are you from, Mao Shen? I am the second disciple of Patriarch Kunpeng, a Taoist from Zhunti!"
Hey, hey, hey...
The black mist smiled very strangely, and its voice was also very unique.
"Xiao Zhunti, don't you recognize me?"
Um?
Zhunti frowned, released the saint's barrier, and wrapped it around himself.
This voice was very familiar to him, and he couldn't recall it...
Um???
Suddenly, Patriarch Bodhi trembled all over!
This voice!
"It's you, you're resurrected?"
Ha ha ha ha!
"I have been floating in this outer world for so many years, and I specialize in hunting down weak immortals for food. I didn't expect you to be seriously injured today, God help me!"
Black fog smiled very evilly.
If he swallows the saint, he will regroup his soul and slowly become a golden body.
A seriously injured saint will not be encountered once in trillions of years!
Um?
Patriarch Bodhi was running away and said vigilantly: "Asshole, if you eat me, Patriarch Kunpeng will not let you go!"
"Kunpeng, hahahaha! If I eat you, I will sweep away the entire Tianwaitian in a short time and absorb all the immortal souls. What can Kunpeng do to me? What can the four heavenly ways do to me?"
In an instant, the black mist surrounded Patriarch Bodhi, and sounds came from all directions.
"Zhunti, take your life!!!"
"You want to be beautiful, and it's all about you? You still want to absorb me?"
The next second, the seriously injured Patriarch Bodhi was fighting with the black mist.
While flying towards Liuyun City, Bailong opened his eyes of wisdom and locked onto the black mist.
Ding!
Suddenly, the information about the black mist flashed in Bailong's mind.