Journey to the West: Swallowing Giant Panda

Chapter 47 The Linglong Fan

"Follow me? Hehe, then let me tell the future Demon King of Huaguo Mountain, what is Da Luo Jinxian!"

Secretly transmitted voices to Feng Ming and Mo Tu, and then Ao Lang's whole demeanor changed!Looking at the panda rolling all over the floor, the smile on his face disappeared completely, and became cold and serious.

The panda shuddered instantly.

Turning around and looking at Ao Lang standing in the void, it seemed that what he saw was not this person, but a desolate beast, an ancient desolate beast.Roaring, roaring, raging in the wilderness.Staring at him is like staring at one's prey, which is about to pounce towards oneself in the next second.

The sky above the head changed, and the clear sky just now became cloudy in an instant.Endless dark clouds enveloped the entire Qinglong branch, and Ao Lang's aura unreservedly moved towards the panda and towards the entire Huaguo Mountain.

A big Luo Jinxian stepped out of the long river of fate and looked down on all beings in the world.

"Panda. Do you still dare to make a move?"

The voice was cold and cruel, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.The panda faintly felt a fishy smell of the sea from all around. It was the smell of the dragon and also the smell of the sea.

Standing on the ground, the fierceness just now disappeared from the panda's body.Staring at Ao Lang floating in the void, it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous, and it would be a lie to say that he was not afraid.However, the challenge is that he wants to come by himself, and there is absolutely no reason to retreat at this time.

"dare!"

The voice is not loud, but with a different kind of firmness.

Without continuing to wait for Ao Lang's attack, Panda was afraid that he would really dare not attack him.The yin-yang bamboo was thrown towards the sky, and as the panda's eyes flickered, the bamboo turned into nine and rushed towards Ao Lang.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Ao Lang raised one hand, and heavy rain fell from the sky.Dragon, the auspicious beast that travels clouds and distributes rain.Whether it is cloud or rain, they are all subordinates of the dragon and must obey the orders of the dragon.As soon as he raised his hand, the rain condensed into the void.

Raise your hands and divide left and right.

The Yinyang bamboo rushing towards Ao Lang was blocked by the heavy rain.

Clenching his fists violently, the torrential rain annihilated the nine Yin-Yang bamboos.The panda could clearly feel that his bamboo was being broken one by one in the soft rain until the last one.

"Sure enough, it's the best Houtian Lingbao." Ao Lang didn't care.Stepping forward, two fingers pinched towards the rain, just enough to pinch the Yin-Yang Bamboo.

At this moment, the panda moved.

The four hooves ran wildly, and the figure of the whole person appeared in the next place just after appearing from the previous place.The yin-yang bamboo held by Ao Lang shook slightly, and two bamboo leaves flew down.

Two bamboo leaves, one black and one white, turned into two yin and yang dragons and hit Ao Lang's two temples.

Ao Lang didn't seem to have thought that when he gritted his teeth and kept moving his hands, he threw the Yin-Yang Bamboo out.With both hands, he grabbed the Yin-Yang dragons on the left and right.Although the two hands are not big, but stretched forward, they are enough to cover the sky.

"boom"

The yin-yang dragon rushed into Ao Lang's palm, with enough power to crush the giant mountain, but only left a white spot in his palm.

Ao Lang didn't care about pinching the yin and yang bamboo leaves with both hands.With a flick of the finger, two bamboo leaves turned into sharp arrows and shot towards the panda.His spirit treasure was attacking him in just a second, which seemed a bit dramatic.

But the power added to the bamboo leaves made it impossible for the panda to control its own spirit treasure.The chubby body avoided the bamboo leaves at a very tricky angle in the heavy rain.

"Boom, boom"

The bamboo leaves hit the ground, instantly crushing the two hills.

"Cough" coughed lightly, and the panda stood on the ground.Looking at Ao Lang who was like a god on high, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.The gap between the two sides is really too big.So big, he has almost no hope of a comeback.

With a move towards the void, the Yin Yang bamboo reappeared in his hand, and the two bamboo leaves also flew back.

After a fierce battle, Panda was out of breath, while Ao Lang was fine and calm as usual.Slowly floating down from the void, stood still, looked at the panda indifferently: "Da Luo, Taiyi is not something you can reach."

"is it?"

Panda sneered, the last thing he believed in was the gap in realm.He has always been able to leapfrog to kill people.

Abandoning the impact, for Da Luo Jinxian, the physical attack has almost lost its effect.Unless the panda can be transformed into the golden crow of the three clans, or an ancient beast like the dragon, phoenix and unicorn.Otherwise, this kind of physical attack basically has no possibility of winning.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he stood upright the yin-yang bamboo in his hand.

Ao Lang shook his head: "In one breath, I can kill you hundreds of times, how can I give you time to prepare?"

With a sigh of emotion, Ao Lang didn't hold back.With a move from the void, the fan just now was drawn out.Holding a fan in his right hand, with an indifferent smile on his face, he slapped the fan towards the panda.

"Nuwa Empress has a map of mountains, rivers and society, which can contain everything in the world and evolve into a fantasy world of mountains and rivers. I have an exquisite fan in my hand. One fan can show your heart. Anyone who has the seven emotions, but has the six desires, all are slaves under my fan. "

As soon as the fan comes out, a gust of wind blows out from this exquisite fan.

Under this violent storm, it seems that it is not perceived by people.

Just slightly blowing the panda's fur, blowing the bamboo leaves on the Yin-Yang bamboo, blowing this drop of rain.

The low-grade congenital spiritual treasure——Linglong Fan!Taking the meaning of the seven orifices of the heart, the desire is born from the heart, there is an illusion in the heart, the fan can evolve, and the addiction cannot be extricated.

Time seemed to have stood still, everything Panda had just stopped, all his methods had not been used, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.The muscles that were tense just now slowly relaxed, and the eyelids tended to close.

"it's over"

Feng Ming and Mo Tu, who were hiding in the void, shook their heads, they didn't need Xiantian Lingbao to treat a Taiyi Golden Immortal.However, Ao Lang attaches great importance to it, so he is not afraid of the panda's pursuit in the future.After all, this is the respect for him.

"So what if he is the child of luck? In the face of absolute realm and power, everything is false."

Ao Lang sneered, and walked slowly towards the panda.

The Linglong fan in his hand was still flapping, and the panda's environment seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

As he gradually walked forward, only three meters away from the panda, the bamboo leaves of the Yin-Yang Bamboo suddenly moved against the wind from the Linglong Fan.The two bamboo leaves move, which is inconspicuous.However, in Ao Lang's eyes, there was a stormy sea.

(End of this chapter)