Snakes coil around the mountain, and eagles worry about the stream.

There is a magnificent small water mansion under the river, with carved railings and a red pavilion, colored glaze everywhere, pearls and white jade paving the walls, and shining coral decorations.

Wukong went straight to the water house, saw this scene, and joked:

"Hey, there is actually a Little Dragon Palace! It doesn't look like a mountain dragon, but it's someone with a good background."

"Hozen, don't bully others too much!"

The little white dragon roared, with golden scales growing all over its body, silver whiskers sprouting from under its chin, and a glow of auspiciousness all over its body, making it look very majestic.

Because he was underwater, he had a lot more confidence, so he struck first and rushed over. The cold light burst out from the dragon's claws, and his sharp edge was revealed, destroying mountains and splitting rivers!

Clang!

Wukong raised the golden hoop to hold the dragon's claws. The sharp claw tips rubbed fiercely with the iron rod body. Wisps of cold electricity tore through the river bed and stirred up countless silt!

No matter how hard the little white dragon tried, the dragon's claws couldn't press it down, and he was shocked.

Wukong sneered, clenched his fist with his left hand, and the golden light surged, turning into a huge fist seal and hitting the dragon's head.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and the golden fist seal shattered the void. Little White Dragon was beaten until his mouth and nose bled, he became dizzy and fell to the river bed.

Wukong grabbed his tail, pulled hard, flew into the air, dragged the white dragon out of the river, and threw it on the grass.

The ten-foot-long real dragon rolled and groaned on the ground, and Tang Sanzang's face turned pale in horror.

Wukong raised the golden cudgel, his immortal power surged together, pointed it at the little white dragon's head, and shouted:

"Which water tribe are you from? Do you know Donghai Ao Na?"

"Sir, spare my life!"

The little white dragon's body glowed with white light, quickly shrank, and turned into a human form.

He is wearing a white robe with red armbands, gold and jade, has a slender figure, a handsome face, a handsome young man, and an excellent demeanor.

"I am the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea. I am here to wait for the pilgrims on the orders of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Ao Na, the White Dragon King, I have heard of her reputation, but I have never seen her. She must be a distant relative."

"If you say nothing, why should I believe you?"

Wukong seemed a little irritable, holding the iron rod tightly, ready to fight.

When he did this, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't sit still.

The little white dragon was a mount specially arranged by her for Buddhist scripture seekers, and it was also a deal between Buddhism and the Dragon Clan. After all, the journey to the West to seek scriptures was a long one, and inevitably passed through some of the Yangtze Rivers. It was necessary to win over the Dragon Clan, the leader of the aquatic tribe in the world.

"Don't be upset, Great Sage!"

The Buddha's light suddenly appeared, golden lotuses bloomed, and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva came riding on a cloud to stop the great sage from doing evil.

Wukong glanced up at her, snorted coldly, and put away the iron rod.

This female Bodhisattva looks holy and has a compassionate heart, but she is not an economical lamp either.

If there hadn't been a mysterious voice reminding him before, he would have put on the gold-embellished flower hat and fallen into her trap, and he would probably not be able to eat and walk away.

The feeling of being plotted was unpleasant. He wanted to give her a blow, but he still held back.

If you can't beat him, taking action now will only bring humiliation to yourself.

"Little white dragon, after you eat the Buddhist monk's mount, you will turn into a white horse and carry him to the west," said the Bodhisattva.

"Yes, Bodhisattva."

The little white dragon kowtowed three times and performed the art of transformation. In a burst of dazzling light, his body gradually transformed into the outline of a horse.

The brilliance was restrained, and a horse with snow-white hair appeared on the grass. Its mane was divided into silver lines, its tail was jade, and its posture was vigorous. It was an eight-horse dragon colt. It could chase the wind for thousands of miles, walk on the blue clouds, and climb the ladder to heaven.

Tang Sanzang exchanged his shotgun for a cannon and rode on the white dragon horse, feeling quite happy.

Although the original sweaty horse was not bad and could travel thousands of miles a day, it was an ordinary horse after all. It was very bumpy when riding over mountains and ridges, and it was troublesome to take care of it. It quickly became hungry and thin.

This dragon horse is different. It doesn't need to be taken care of, and it can walk on flat ground wherever it goes.

Guanyin Bodhisattva gave Tang Monk a few words of encouragement and left.

She also felt the more obvious hostility and wariness on the stone monkey, but she didn't care.

In the ancient world, strength was respected. In front of Gou Chen, she was just a weak woman, but to Stone Monkey, she was an invincible existence.

She now cares more about Emperor Gou Chen's attitude. The deal he proposed disturbed her Taoist mind.

………

Taisutian, Wa Palace.

There are thousands of palaces, golden towers, silver palaces and purple mansions, multiple cloisters, Qihua Yaocao and Qiongpa, pavilions and pavilions, all exquisite and clear, with three eaves and four clusters, layers of dragons and phoenixes soaring, it is the palace of the supreme gods.

Notre Dame Hall, beside the Azure Pond.

In the pavilion, a man and a woman are playing chess.

That woman was graceful and regal, her complexion was demure, her whole body exuded an aura of saintly virtue, her long-looking brows and pretty face were radiant. She was really in various poses, charming, delicate and graceful.

The man wears a feathered robe and a star crown, with black hair like a waterfall and a shawl. He has handsome facial features with sharp edges and corners, a strong body, and a shining white skin. He exudes a great masculinity. He is majestic and has the appearance of an emperor.

The two people's powerful auras clashed with each other, refusing to give in to each other. The laws of the emperor's law and the fairy chain of order transformed from the power of creation kept colliding and faintly blending.

Yin and Yang alternate, everything opens up, the light of the universe dances, and the world is destroyed. The holy body and blood of the Supreme Yang and the pure source of creation are like the double helix structure of DNA. They are constantly confronting, entangled and extending, evolving into two huge...

Yin Yang Dragon Snake.

The yin and yang dragon and snake, the innate Tai Chi, the true meaning of the great road, and the Qi of Pangu all revolve around this man and woman!

"Xiao Yao, I'm very curious, how did you beat this game?"

Nuwa opened her mouth, her red lips slightly raised, with a hint of leisurely confidence in her victory.

On the chessboard is a small world simulating the ancient times. The twelve demon gods are filled with evil spirits. Under her control, they form a terrifying formation. Pangu's true form appears. He has the blue sky above his head and steps on the ancient world with a punch.

Exploding towards the nine heavens, the ancient heaven trembled, and the star flags exploded to pieces!

Billions of ancient stars are trembling, and the star power collapses, spreading to all areas of the universe.

Ren's expression was solemn, and with a little finger, the Zhoutian Star Formation was operating at almost overload, gathering endless star evil power, shining light across the world, and barely protecting the ancient heaven.

He was a little unhappy and complained:

"This is not fair at all. I am the winner when Donghuang breaks the game and survives. Even a tie will not work. But in the battle between the Lich and the Lich, Donghuang Tai died in one fell swoop. You just need to maintain the original ending."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is no longer just playing chess, it is a step further, it is a simulated battle.

Empress Nuwa lost last time, and she was actually a little dissatisfied. Although she changed the trial task, she still wanted to find a chance to regain her position.

So, the two sides started another game, and she put forward more stringent conditions, hoping to avenge her previous humiliation.

Both sides used the same power, but one wanted to break the situation, and the other only had to maintain the status quo. The difficulty was different. Moreover, as a saint, she had witnessed the entire process of the Lich War with her own eyes.

He knows everything, even the flaws of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, and also knows how to crack the Hunyuan Heluo Formation...

"The ancestral witch is the combination of the essence and blood of Pangu and the evil spirit of the earth. The twelve capital gods and evil formations are actually the earth's spiritual veins and the power of the evil spirit of the prehistoric continent."

"And the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation is Tiangang, and it can faintly touch the power of heaven."

"Tiangang, Disha, Heavenly Dao, Underground, Pangu opened the sky, and transformed into the Great Desolate. These two great formations are actually projections of the original power of the Great Desolate."

Nuwa, the empress, talks eloquently and keeps her hands off.

The power of creation moved the heavens and the earth, gathered the spiritual energy of the earth veins, and injected it into Pangu's true body. He roared loudly, shaking the sky, swallowing up the stars in the sky, and his body skyrocketed again, towering into the ninth heaven!

The star power was robbed, the star formation in the sky swayed with light, the banners and flags were dimmed, and the power was weakened.

The Hunyuan Heluo Formation had long been cracked by Nuwa. She had studied the "Hetu Luoshu" for a long time, and later gave it to Fuxi. This formation created by Emperor Jun based on the Hetu Luoshu was in front of her.

Not enough to watch at all.

Her formation attainments are no worse than Di Jun's, and her realm is even higher.

"roar!"

With a roar, Pangu's real body shattered the mountains and rivers, and its power was fully displayed. It gathered the power of the twelve gods and gods, shook the nine heavens with its fist, and slammed into the heavenly palace.

"Bang!"

The great star formation in the sky shook with light, hundreds of small star flags on the periphery broke, and the Emperor Formation Immortal Chain let out an unbearable wail and continued to break apart!

A corner of the heaven collapsed and was on the verge of collapse.

Ren glared, controlling Donghuang to try his best to maintain the formation, but to no avail, he said unhappily:

"That's not fair. You know Pangu better, and the Twelve Heavenly Gods you control are stronger than Xuan Ming back then!"

"Don't you think you are stronger than Donghuang Taiyi? Then try to surpass him."

The corners of Nuwa's mouth rose up, a little gloating about her misfortune.

I have to say that women are sometimes very stingy and vindictive, and Emperor Wa was no exception.

The last time she lost in a chess game, she almost got herself involved, which made her very embarrassed. At this time, she had a strong desire for revenge.

"You forced me to do this."

Ren snorted coldly, and his spiritual thoughts merged with Donghuang's.

boom!!
To be continued...