Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 165
I saw him wearing a flat and long black hoop, a cyan chain armor, a shining breastplate on his chest, a string of purple bells in his hand, a golden hair, canine teeth exposed, red pupils, and a streak of With its breathtaking power, ordinary people will have the illusion of a sea of ​​blood when they take a look at it.

"Where did you come from, monk, why did you smash my mountain gate?" Golden Retriever stared at Xuanzang with red eyes, with caution in his eyes.

He couldn't see through the cultivation of the handsome little monk in front of him, so it was better to find out the origin.

He has seen most of the Buddhist disciples in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, and after thinking about it carefully, he found that he couldn't remember this little monk among the Buddhist sects.

"Jin Guangxian, I didn't expect you to be in such a miserable situation now. Think about it, should you follow the poor monk as his subordinate? The poor monk can break the restriction on your head!" Xuanzang asked with a smile.

Jin Maojiu's face tightened, the name 'Jin Guangxian' was a long time ago. At that time, he was not someone else's mount, but a member of Jiejiao, and he would be respected and sought after wherever he went.

But now?
He was actually reduced to the mount of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Back then, Cihang Daoist and himself were friends of the same generation. After the defeat of Jiejiao, he was reduced to this point. One can imagine the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Now he is sent to the lower realm to turn into a catastrophe on a westward trip, to gain some merits for the Guanyin Bodhisattva, and to perform a big show with the monkey. After Xuanzang mentioned this, he felt extremely depressed.

"What is your origin that you dare to boast that you broke the ban on the beasts in Haikou? You must know that this black hoop was forged by the Zhunti leader himself. How can you, a little-known little monk, break it? It's really ridiculous!" Golden Retriever said with a sneer on his face.

Xuanzang nodded slightly, and made a Buddhist salute, "The poor monk is a monk who went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. I wonder if Master Sai has heard of it?"

"What, you are the Tang monk who learned the scriptures?"

"Impossible, Tang Seng is obviously a mortal, you..."

Jin Maoyu obviously refused to believe what Xuanzang said, and said that he suddenly realized something at the end, "Your soul has awakened?"

Xuanzang shook his head first, denying the theory of 'the awakening of the primordial spirit', then waved his hands and said: "If you don't believe it, the poor monk can prove it to you first!"

After speaking, he took out the clearance document from his bosom, held it with mana and showed it in front of Jin Maojiu's eyes, and the content on it came into his eyes.

"It's really you!"

Jin Maojiu muttered to himself, how could he have such strength before his primordial spirit awakened?
He looked at Xuanzang with doubts, but found that the place was empty, and Xuanzang's figure disappeared.

At this moment, Jin Maoyu felt a send-off from Yuanshen, and there was a "click" on his head. When he looked up, he found that Xuanzang was standing behind him at some point, and he was holding a broken bag in his hand. cracked black hoop.

Golden Retriever lightened all over, and exhaled a breath of foul air from his chest. This black hoop was connected to his primordial spirit, causing him to bear a huge pressure all the time.

At this moment, the black hoop was shattered, his primordial spirit was liberated, and his cultivation base was loosened in an instant. His body changed into a handsome middle-aged blond man, and his previous fierce face was completely hidden.

At this moment, the Golden Retriever has completely recovered its human form, and there is still an incredible expression on his face.

"How can you crush the beast-controlling hoop refined by the saint?"

"Hehe, Golden Retriever, do you believe what the poor monk said now? Sooner or later, Guanyin will find you out of control here, and then you will be hunted down by Buddhism again. Why don't you respect me as the master? Not only will the poor monk return You are free, and I will find a good place for you!"

"Of course, you can also refuse, try to resist! The poor monk will naturally have a way to subdue you!"

Xuanzang smiled and let Jin Maojiu make his own choice.

Golden Retriever looked at Xuanzang who was smiling all the time, although he was a little uneasy, but he had finally become a free body, and naturally he was unwilling to serve others as masters, with a fierce expression on his face, he retreated quickly, directly urging the sword in his hand Purple golden bell.

Immediately, three hundred feet of fire, three hundred feet of smoke, and three hundred feet of yellow sand were released from the purple golden bell, and the cloud of fireworks and sand in the field turned into a nine-hundred-foot giant trampling towards Xuanzang.

This is Jin Maoyu using all his strength to directly push the power of Zijinling to the maximum.

"Jin Maoji, dare to use such a small trick to deal with the poor monk?"

A cold light flashed in Xuanzang's eyes, his body shook, and an invisible ripple swept out, and the nine-hundred-foot giant collapsed out of thin air, and the smoke and dust rolled back.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Golden Retriever was disgraced by the pyrotechnic sand, and his blond hair was a little burnt.

Xuanzang took a step forward, and his figure instantly disappeared in place.

"Boom!"

Golden Retriever's physical body has extremely strong defensive power. Under the same strength, it even far surpasses the physical body of the Wu clan. At this moment, he felt a sharp pain on the top of his head, and even his soul was almost annihilated by the shock brought by this punch.

The primordial spirit was sealed by the power of the strange law, Jin Maoyu closed his eyes, fell into a coma, and at the same time showed his true colors.

The unicorn, hundreds of feet tall, has many golden hairs growing on its head. It looks like an African lion king, majestic and majestic. A pair of saber teeth burst out from its mouth, adding a hint of fierceness to it.

The four claws are like scimitars, with a cold light, and there is a thick bloody corpse in the body, and the eyes are tightly closed at this time.

Xuanzang grabbed it directly and threw it into the Chaos Orb.

As soon as Jin Maoyu entered the Chaos Orb, he woke up, opened his eyes, and saw an infinite world of primordial beings slowly evolving.

Several thousand-foot giants are helping to quell the chaotic turbulence, and there are a few dryads on a certain continent who are working hard to practice the art of transformation. On a leaf-shaped world, a small bubble world is clinging to it, and three people walk out of it. A monster in Taoist robes, the aura on his body actually resonated with this primordial world.

"Where is this place?"

Golden Retriever stood up on a continent, retracted his consciousness, and saw a mountain in front of him, full of aura, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants grew.

Xuanzang's figure appeared in front of him, "How is it, how is this world?"

"The potential of the world is not weaker than that of the prehistoric world...but the foundation is still shallow, and it needs years and sufficient resources to evolve completely!" Jin Maoyu said with a look of amazement, feeling the space around him.

"There is no way of heaven in this world. You can directly understand the power of the law, avoid the way of heaven and achieve infinite infinity! Golden Retriever, do you want to respect me as the Lord and continue to practice in this world with peace of mind, or do you want to go in vain? "

As Xuanzang spoke, a ray of blood-colored fireworks appeared in the palm of his hand, burning silently in the void.

Eternal Induction of Spiritual Blood to the Extreme Flame!

Golden Retriever's pupils shrank, feeling a great crisis. Although his body was extremely strong, he felt a sense of fear in the face of this bloody flame as small as a hair.

The divine light in his eyes flickered, and finally he bent down and lowered his golden-haired head.

He chose to surrender.

(End of this chapter)