Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 982

"Hey, there's a guy without a head. He looks like he's holding a pipa. Is this thing called a pipa? A bald donkey holding a pipa." Bai Lang was looking around when he saw a figure. The baboon took a quick look and said, "I wonder who it is? There doesn't seem to be one like this among the three thousand bodhisattvas? Of course, there are many bald donkeys in Buddhism, maybe there are some I haven't seen before." Zhou Shubi said.

Bai Lang squinted his eyes and looked at the headless but alive and moving guy. He only heard him playing the pipa and singing what seemed to be the northwestern dialect of Lianhualuo. At least, it sounded like Lianhualuo to Bai Lang, and he didn't quite understand it. "Oh, just say what he wants to say. I don't want to listen to his fart." Bai Lang and his master both thought so.

"This damn place has never been a good place. It's full of poor mountains and bad water, and there are strong winds." Bai Lang said, "Even if you build a wind turbine, it won't work. It will be damaged by the pebbles that are blown up." The baboon shrugged his shoulders, holding the big baboon knife in both hands and took a step forward. The knife rotated above his head, and Zhou Shubi exhaled and shouted, then slashed it down with the knife.

The evil spirit turned into a sword light, surging like a raging wave, sweeping away the strong wind. For a moment, the place was calm and even the breeze was gone. So Bai Lang followed the baboon. As he walked along, Bai Lang felt something in his heart, "The old man's big naginata is just average. If he really fights with my Yunshui spear, if you are just average, you will be killed by me within three moves."

While thinking these disrespectful thoughts in his mind, his body began to call upon the White Tiger Star Power. The fortune originally given to him by the evil monk Dadian continued to emerge as he absorbed the star power. The Seven Stars of the White Tiger emerged from his body one after another, first as tattoos, then as wandering around, and finally simply jumped down and turned into entities.

Bai Lang glanced casually, this kind of situation had happened before, and the baboon looked at it with interest, "Oh, that monk gave you a good fortune. This monk is not a good person, but he is quite to your liking, and his fists are hard enough!" A good monk is really the leader in body training. Although his achievement is the Dao Fruit of the Free Heavenly Demon, this guy's real strength lies in his strong muscles and bones and his good fists and feet.

"Now I don't know where this monk has gone. I think he has probably been captured by Tathagata and is probably suppressed in some ghost place." The good monk has a strong evil thought. After all, the higher the level of Buddhist cultivation, the deeper the devil's path will be after entering the devil. Zhou Shubi himself also has a position in Buddhism, and Bai Lang is a temporary worker. The two have their own views on the way of Buddhism and the devil, and they are very clear that the two can be transformed.

At the very end, the White Tiger Seven Stars suddenly jumped back onto Bai Lang, and even faded and disappeared under his skin. After the star power entered Bai Lang's body, he roared softly, and shook his body to become a two-meter-tall upright giant tiger, white with black markings. The biggest regret was that his clothes were in tatters, and even his shoes were torn. Bai Lang covered his penis with both hands, feeling quite embarrassed for a moment.

"I told you that you need to have some magic clothes on your body. Look, you are so ugly now." The baboon laughed at Bai Lang. However, it was impossible for him to take out a pair of shorts to cover Bai Lang's shame. "Just kill any wild beast, tear off its skin and wrap it around your body." He gave Bai Lang an idea.

The beasts here? There are no beasts flying around in the sand and rocks. There are only big rats that have become spirits. Now they are all hiding in the caves. Zhou Baboon killed the wind with one knife. No matter how strong the rats are, they knew something was wrong and had to hide. "Am I going to fight casually next? This is too retro!" Zhou Baboon laughed like a roar, reached into a leather bag and fumbled around, and finally took out a nine-ring broadsword and threw it to Bailang, "Use this! This suits your style!" Bailang shook his huge tiger head, "This time I really became a tiger vanguard!" He grabbed the nine-ring broadsword that was more than one person tall and one person wide, and casually put it on his back.

He simply stopped covering it up - after he turned back into human form, people wouldn't know that the lazy tiger demon was him. Zhou Shubi was dressed in armor, and it was really blind to have a naked tiger following him.

No one paid any attention to the headless monk, and this guy seemed to be quite spiritual, and just didn't get close to Bai Lang and the others. After going deep into the Yellow Wind Ridge, Zhou Shubi also twitched the nose on his long mouth frequently, "Huh? Why is the smell of that guy gone?" This was strange, and after Zhou Shubi and Bai Lang returned without any gains, they found a strange boulder in the cave.

"Hey! It seems you haven't caused any trouble since you came here?" Zhou Shubi picked his ears, and Bai Lang returned to his human form, wearing a leather skirt tied with tendons - this thing was made by killing a wild buffalo and slightly tanning it. This thing could be enlarged or reduced by magic, so it would not be torn apart after Bai Lang's transformation.

Bai Lang also looked like a savage, and seemed a bit out of place with the fully armed beast-headed monsters behind him.

Right in front of them, four mountain-like "statues" were slowly being erected. "Ha, it's these four indeed. Hey, not only that, I didn't expect this guy to come down too." Zhou Shubi smiled, and Bai Lang looked at him and nodded, "Although we've never fought before, he looks okay. Am I that strong? I can give him a fight!"

The four hills are the Four Heavenly Kings, standing up to about thirty meters tall, and a giant is vaguely visible in the mist, that guy is probably fifty meters tall. "Is this considered a visit? Damn you, I'm in trouble! No, I have to leave, I don't want to be in the kiln with you." Bai Lang immediately thought of this.

Who else could be wanted by the heavens besides this baboon monster? It can't be that Bai Lang is wanted, right? "I thought it was the Western Buddhist sect that wanted to arrest you. When did you even mess with the Heavenly Palace?" Based on the information Bai Lang had received before, it seemed that this baboon had never made trouble in the Heavenly Palace? It didn't attract hatred like that monkey.

"Of course it's a Red Notice! The Buddhist sect is looking for him. It's normal for the Heavenly Court to lend a hand when they see him. Besides, I've fought with the Heavenly Court from the beginning!" The baboon grabbed Bai Lang and said, "Disciple, go challenge him first! Otherwise, what's the use of you?" After saying that, he waved his arm and Bai Lang flew over. When he flew over, he saw one of the Four Heavenly Kings wielding a huge sword and slashing at Bai Lang directly - poor Bai Lang, he might not even be as tall as the sword hilt.
As Bai Lang flew over, he roared like a tiger, and his body immediately expanded to a height of two meters. He drew out his sword and charged directly, blocking the sword. "Li Qing, the Southern Heavenly Demon of Growth, really has a green face and fangs."