Journey to the West: Swallowing Giant Panda

Chapter 134 Discourage
"hiss"

Wen Zhong, who was thinking about how to go out and fight the panda to the death, suddenly took a deep breath.There is really no air-conditioning in the surroundings, and everything is left with heat.

He took a breath of hot air, coughed a few times, and hurriedly retreated towards the rear in a panic.

It's not that Wen Zhong likes the smell of the golden flame of the sun, it's just that he really doesn't like the smell of Karma!Beyond a small gap is Karma Fire!

Although Wen Zhong could no longer walk the immortal way, he still wanted to live.After all, he is also a Da Luo Jinxian, and he came from his hard work after receiving an amnesty.The days to come are still very long, and no one wants to die!
He came from the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, and he was involved in so many karmas that he couldn't even figure it out, and he still ran into the flames of karma?Don't you want to die?
"Are you satisfied with the temperature of Taishi's fire?"

Beyond the endlessly burning golden flames of the sun, the panda's voice came over, full of coldness.

Panda has never been very popular, and he is not a gentleman. It is not too late for a gentleman who does not admire any gentleman to take revenge for ten years.If he has revenge, he usually reports it on the spot!

"is acceptable"

Wen Zhong's chest rose and fell, he suppressed endless anger, and still suppressed it in his heart.

"Okay, since the grand master feels that the temperature of the flame is not enough, how about adding some more ingredients to the grand master?" As he spoke, he saw Song Shi sitting outside the circle of flames formed by the sun's golden flames. , the yin-yang bamboo stood beside him.

Both eyes glowed with golden light, he took two deep breaths, and punched himself hard three times in the abdomen.

"dong dong dong"

The qi sank to the dantian, and the yin and yang real qi circled around the dantian continuously, and a small flame in the chest and abdomen burst into flames.

"call"

Opening his mouth wide, the golden sun flame of the third prince of the Golden Crow was completely absorbed by the panda. Later, after his continuous strengthening, it was equivalent to planting a golden sun flame in his own racial talent attributes.After so many years of nurturing and nurturing, he is already much stronger than the original third prince of Jinwu.

After being infused with this new force, the endless sea of ​​sun flames began to churn up again, and the temperature instantly increased by an unknown amount.

Almost at the same time, the Lei Yi on Wen Zhong's body in the sea of ​​flames was weakened by a layer, leaving only a thin piece to protect himself.

The sweat on his forehead just dripped and then evaporated in an instant, and then the thunder light just wanted to bloom, but was evaporated by the heat wave. Wen Zhong only felt that his whole body had begun to soften a little, his eyes were black, and he was about to fall down .

However, he still insisted on it, and the thunder clothes on his body really made people feel a little sad.

It had already started to be tattered, and the thunder clothes began to flicker on the chest and abdomen, and they were about to disappear; if this layer of thunder clothes disappeared, I am afraid that he would be directly vaporized in the golden flames of the sun.

However, the pandas in the outside world didn't show any signs of holding back!
He still couldn't stop spitting out the golden flames of the sun, and he actually wanted to burn Wen Zhong to death in the sea of ​​flames in one fell swoop.

However, not only Panda and Wen Zhong were paying attention to the battle, but also Tianting, and Li Jing and his son.In the heavenly court, Haotian sneered and didn't care.Taishang Laojun just looked up and didn't express any opinions.Even the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the Dou Mu Yuanjun in the majestic heavenly court, didn't speak, just watched quietly.

Some people can sit still and sit still, but some people can't sit still.

Yang Chan was beside Li Jing and his son, watching the panda's movements anxiously. Others didn't know the intricate relationship in the heaven, but she knew it clearly.Quickly pulled Nezha's arm, pointed to the inside of the water mirror technique: "Little Nezha, go and persuade the little panda, go quickly."

"If I don't go, you should be called Brother Nezha. Don't think that because I have a good relationship with Yang Jian, you don't need to be called Brother Nezha."

"Go quickly."

"I dont go."

"Are you really not going?"

"I really don't want to go. This kid just blocked my five senses. Now he's going to offend someone. Want me to save him? Just kidding. Don't go."

Yang Chan's face darkened, she spread her five fingers, and moved towards Nezha.

A colorful light came from the depths of his palm and shone on Nezha: "Little Nezha, are you going?"

"You" Nezha stared at Yang Chan angrily, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll go, I'll go"

The light of the lotus lamp!Saint Every saint has a lamp that belongs to him alone, which is equivalent to his own token.The sages of Taiqing have the lanterns of the Bajing Palace, the sages of Yuqing have the lanterns of the Yuxu Palace, the sages of the Shangqing have the lanterns of the Biyou Palace, the two saints of Lingshan have the lamps in front of the Buddha, and Nuwa also has her own lotus lantern.

These are all congenital spiritual treasures, and what is held by the sages Taiqing and Yuqing is one of the three lamps of heaven, earth and man, a top-grade congenital spiritual treasure.

Now that Yang Chan showed the lotus lantern from Nuwa's Palace, to Nuwa's lineage, it was like Nuwa's presence.The tokens of the saints are all taken out, and you don't do anything, so what are you talking about Nuwa's lineage?Isn't this a joke?

So Nezha had no choice but to go forward angrily, stepping on the Hot Wheels, and rushed to the panda's side like lightning.

"That kid, do you really want to burn Wen Zhong to death?"

Seeing Nezha coming, the panda remained indifferent.

Although his impression of Nezha is not bad, the two of them can only be said to be not enemies. If they are friends, it is far from enough.

"Shut up, Wen Zhong, the disciples of the three generations of Jiejiao. There are only two disciples of the third generation of Master Tongtian. If he dies, you will cut yourself off from the line of Jiejiao. Is it worth it? What's more, although the old man You have a bad mouth, but you haven't done anything that offended you too much? You have to forgive others." Nezha said earnestly.

Before he came, he thought it didn't matter, but after he came, he thought about it. After all, pandas are also considered to be Nuwa's lineage. If he is really allowed to cut himself off from the heavenly court, he will have a hard time in the future.

"Okay." He stepped forward and yanked the panda, stopping his movement.

Nezha glared at him: "Let's forget about this matter. They didn't care about the old man when they heard that nothing happened. The old man still has a little measure, and his skills are not as good as others, so he went back and devoted himself to practice. Later Let’s meet and compete again. These people in the heavenly court are all bored, and come up to play with us if they have nothing to do.”

After finishing speaking, the Hot Wheels swished out, grabbed Wen Zhong who had fallen into a coma, and rushed back towards the heavenly court.

The panda shook his head: "Little Nezha, if I have time in the future, I, Huaguoshan, will also welcome me. Presumably, I, Huaguoshan, will be able to survive this catastrophe!"

(End of this chapter)