Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 191
The Flower-faced Demon King thought he had planned everything well, and led the little demons to fly in the direction of the RV.

Arriving near the circle formation, Luo Yuntou asked the little demon in charge of the messenger, "Is everything arranged?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, as long as you give an order, thousands of little monsters will rush out and arrest Tang Seng!"

"Yes, Not Bad!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of a horn came from the foot of the mountain.

"The poor monk Xuanzang, who upheld the Dharma at a young age, saw the suffering of all beings, and did not understand the scriptures, so he made a great vow, willing to travel all the way from the Eastern Tang Dynasty to the west to seek the scriptures and Mahayana Buddhism, so as to save the world. From now on, I hope that everyone will be protected by my Buddha..."

A little demon next to him hurriedly said: "My lord, that monk Tang is here!"

"Little ones, rush for me!"

The painted-faced demon king gave an order, and thousands of little demons rushed down the mountain like a tsunami, shouting and killing loudly, quite imposing.

In the circle, just as the RV entered, a monster aura spread out, shining brightly and rushing towards the bullfighting bull.

A huge circle of light rose from the ground, trapping the RV and the nearby mountains. Thousands of little monsters rushed down with weapons on the mountains.

Either galloping, or maneuvering, some even showed their demon bodies, crushed the earth and rocks, and rushed straight to the location of the RV with the sound of the wind.

"Brother Monkey, there are monsters all over the mountains and plains here!" Although Zhu Bajie's combat power has been greatly improved, he still can't change his timid temper.

Sun Wukong showed contempt on his face, "You idiot, your cultivation base far exceeds them, are you afraid of a chicken?"

When Xuanzang heard these words from Sun Wukong, he couldn't help but feel unreal. He thought that the monkey watched too much TV, and his speech became more and more modern.

"You guys, just protect the caravan, they are aimed at the poor monk..."

As Xuanzang said, he stepped out of the caravan, looked up at the mountains above, and saw a large cloud of monster energy condensed there, and the little monster rushed towards him, at most twenty breaths before he would rush to his eyes.

"My old grandson has eavesdropped on their plan just now. The old goblin asked three little goblins to pretend to be him to distract our brothers and sisters, and then turned the tiger away from the mountain to capture our master himself, but he seems to have made a mistake. One thing..." Sun Wukong said with a strange expression, "Our master is the strongest one in the sutra learning team, what a bunch of silly monsters!"

"Er... mourn for them for three seconds, then senior brother, shall we go out?" Xiong Likui asked curiously.

"Go out, of course go out! If you don't go out, then the old goblin's plan will be in vain! Let's not use all our strength, let him catch the master and be happy for a while, then it will be easier to invite the Buddha and give the Buddha away! Whoever eats it will be happy." Not necessarily... It's boring to make that old monster despair all of a sudden, isn't it?"

"It makes sense, give him hope, and then let him despair! Haha, senior brother is worthy of being a senior senior brother, and he got master's thick black... Oh no, it's a true story of resourcefulness!"

With a wave of Monkey King's hand, there was an invisible cover to protect the caravan, and then led the two juniors to fight together.

Although several people kept their hands, every time the weapons hit one place, a lot of little demons would still die.

"This group of little monsters can't help but fight, my old pig looks like I'm going to hold back my strength!"

There was a clanging fight in the field, and at this moment, a demon king with a painted face attacked with a big knife in his hand.

Although the knife failed, he laughed twice and said provocatively: "Sun Wukong, if you have the ability to fight with me for [-] rounds, you can't let go here!"

"If you want to fight, fight as you wish!" Sun Wukong swung his stick, killed a group of little demons, and then flew up to chase after the painted-faced demon king.

The two fought for a few rounds, and the painted-faced demon king turned over and dived into the bushes, and escaped.

A sarcasm appeared on Sun Wukong's face, and he turned around to leave. Another 'painted face demon king' suddenly jumped out and called Sun Wukong.

The weapon is full of monster lights, and every blow has a majestic momentum, but the damage is much lower than before.

"Hmph! Stay here honestly! I'll deal with you when my master comes back!"

Sun Wukong was too lazy to do anything with this kind of miscellaneous fish, so he stretched out his finger and said the word "fix", and the 'painted face demon king' was fixed in place by the fixation technique, unable to move at all.

"What's going on, this Monkey King is so strong, I don't know if the king will come to save me." The little demon pretending to be the painted face demon king was extremely shocked. Looking at the smiling Monkey King with arms folded in front of him, he didn't know that they were acting. Does it mean that he doesn't care about his master?
The same scene also happened to Zhu Bajie and Xiong Likui. The two were lured to other places to fight with the "painted face demon king".

The real Hualian Demon King was hiding in the clouds at this time, and when the opportunity came, he was overjoyed and stretched out a five-clawed steel hook in the sky to grab Xuanzang directly.

Xuanzang raised his eyes, and saw an indigo steel claw coming through the air, the speed was like lightning, and he had arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The steel claw opened, trying to grab Xuanzang's body directly, but Xuanzang was too lazy to waste time with this kind of monster, so he stretched out his hand to pinch the steel claw, and pulled it down hard.

The painted-faced demon king was secretly delighted that he was about to catch Tang Seng, when suddenly the rope wrapped around his waist tightened, and an overwhelming force came from him, directly knocking him off the cloud.

The clouds in the sky were abruptly dispersed by Xuanzang, and with a bang, a demon king wearing a black helmet and black armor fell down from the ground.

I saw patterns and black spots all over his face, white teeth like steel diamonds, wide open golden eyes, silver whiskers standing on end, and a head of yellow hair.

"Oh! It hurts me too!"

The painted-faced demon king stood up holding his chest, looked up, and found that he was lying in front of Tang Seng just now.

"you……"

Just as he was about to ask a question, a fist gradually enlarged in his pupils.

"Oh!"

There was another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the painted-faced demon king lost his breath immediately, and turned into a leopard with several hundreds of feet.

At this point, the Nanshan King of Yinwu Mountain died. Everything happened so fast that the painted face demon king couldn't realize what happened, and even went to the west with doubts.

I'm afraid he won't be able to figure out why this ordinary monk has such strength until he dies.

Xuanzang directly put the corpse into the space of the avenue, and now the exhausted source power has been replenished, and it can be strengthened again at night.

With a thought, a blood-colored firework was summoned, which directly divided into thousands of flames and flew everywhere, directly burning thousands of little demons to ashes.

Xuanzang silently recited a scripture for salvation, and then used the merits he gained to strengthen his cultivation of immortality.

Sun Wukong saw that little demon was burned to ashes in front of him, and he felt the threat from that tiny flame, and he was extremely shocked.

"Master is so perverted!"

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