"Master!"

Seeing Yang Jian, Nezha, Li Jing and the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, Zhu Bajie shouted excitedly: "Our helper has arrived, Erlang Zhenjun, Tianwang Li, and the third prince of Nezha are here to help us."

Bang!

A tin staff swept across, and the two little monsters were knocked over to the ground, and the other end of the tin staff was held in Xuanzang's hand.

"Amitabha!"

Xuanzang also showed joy and focused his head, and pronounced the Buddha's name.

"The bold monster, who dares to come and snatch the Buddhist scriptures, is so tired of living."

As the head coach, Li Jing shouted coldly, saying that there were densely lined up in the South Heaven Gate on him, and everyone was holding a spear of war, and the silver armor belonging to the Heavenly Court was cold and cold, with a huge murderous aura.

"kill!"

Li Jing waved his hand, and immediately, the heavenly soldiers and generals wearing strong and holding sharp edges rushed forward like a torrent of steel, landing and fighting with the demon soldiers.

The Mo Die King is a woman with fair and delicate face and black and white clothes are like an ink painting. At this moment, she is flying towards Xuanzang.

"Stop her!"

"Protect the scriptures!"

Seeing this, Zixian King Kong shouted, he was too far away and was stopped by the little demon, so he could only remind him.

when!

A long hammer fell from the hand of the nearby god Vajra, but the Demon Butterfly King's hands were like a dexterous butterfly, as if passing through the flowers and gently patting Vajra's weapons.

But just like this, the great god Vajra felt as if struck by lightning. His body shook, his hammer took off his hand, and he flew backwards.

The Mo Butterfly King continued to rush towards Xuanzang. Suddenly, a red true fire burned from her and forced her to avoid it. Nezha rushed over with a fire-sharp gun in his hand and stepped on the Wind and Hot Wheel.

"Shit, don't be presumptuous!"

Nezha and Modie King were killed together.

Lu Chuan looked at the sky, and Yang Jian was also looking at him.

The two people's eyes met in the sky.

Lu Chuan whispered: "How about it, old ghost, do you have confidence in dealing with Yang Jian?"

The old ghost he mentioned was a short old turtle in a gray robe next to him.

Although it is only the size of a child, it has white eyebrows and white beards, but it gives people a sense of vicissitudes and wisdom. Holding a crutch and gently stroking the beards in front of you.

Although this old turtle is not good-looking, he is the Spirit Turtle King under Lu Chuan.

An old antique that has lived for countless years.

"Forehead……"

Hearing this, the Spirit Turtle King opened his hand and looked at Lu Chuan: "The Holy Envoy, Erlang Shen has great magical powers and great magical powers. He has no confidence in his face!"

"Then I'll go, you'll grab that

"good!"

The Spirit Turtle King looked at Xuanzang and saw that in addition to the Eight Vajras, there were six brothers from Meishan.

However, only two or three of these people reached the Taiyi Sanxian Realm.

"Erlang Zhenjun, look..."

Li Jing looked at Yang Jian next to him and wanted him to do it too.

boom!

But this time, without saying anything, Lu Chuan and Yang Jian's eyes met in the air. The next moment, the blazing black light and blue divine light burst out from them in an instant.

Lu Chuan and Yang Jian rushed towards each other at the same time.

laugh!

Lu Chuan pinched his fingers and pointed forward.

A beam of black light turned into a golden spear and appeared in his hands.

boom!

The two figures instantly arrived in front of them. The three-pointed two-edged swords in their hands collided with the golden spear, and the sound shook the sky. The light on the two of them was shining brightly, and the violent magic power twisted the void, creating ripples.

Yang Jian stared at Lu Chuan: "Which monster are you?"

He couldn't see Lu Chuan's face clearly, and he could only see his eyes at this moment.

However, through this fight, he probably knew it. The monster in front of him had a very powerful magic power.

"I am the Black Lotus Holy Envoy!"

Lu Chuan said: "You are not weak under the reputation of Wuxu Scholar, Yang Laoer, you are not weak either!"

For some reason, he felt a little proud when he played Yang Jian face to face.

Also, he has been calling the name Yang Laoer for a long time.

But I didn't dare to do it before, and I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to try my wish this time...

"Is that true?"

Yang Jian, who was called Yang Lao Er, looked cold in an instant.

Since his birth, no one has dared to call him that.

With a bang, the divine light on his body was shining, and the terrifying magic power surged. In an instant, the blue magic power boiled here and the shadow of the three flowers appeared on his head.

"Three flowers gather together?"

Lu Chuan is not unfamiliar with this picture. He was not surprised to see Yang Jian reach the realm of the Three Flowers Gathering.

He is a mixed race of gods and man with amazing talents.

laugh!

After Yang Jian used all his strength, he waved three sharp swords and slashed out a snow-white sword light with one knife.

"break!"

Lu Chuan injected his magic power into a golden spear and swung it hard, shattering the sword light with a bang. The phantom of the three black flowers behind the demonic aura that soared into the sky appeared.

"Sure enough, you are the strongest among this group of demons."

Yang Jian looked cold, and it seemed that he was not surprised by this.

From the moment he appeared, he looked at the battlefield and found that only Lu Chuan had not taken action.

“That’s natural.”

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "How can you not have two brushes in your hands as a leader?"

boom!

Yang Jian didn't say anything anymore, and responded to Lu Chuan with only a three-pointed and two-edged sword. As the world was turbulent again, the two of them soared into the sky and fought fiercely in the sky.

"receive!"

Li Jing looked at the demon soldiers and heavenly soldiers fighting below, and suddenly stretched out his left hand to sacrifice the Linglong Tower. The golden light burst out, and the pagoda flew into the air and covered the strong suction force below.

The little demons who were shining by the golden light amid the bursts of exclamations were inevitably taken into the pagoda.

In the blink of an eye, most of the five thousand little monsters brought by Lu Chuan were taken away. Then Li Jing's magic trick changed, and the light at the bottom of the pagoda shone on the Spirit Turtle King who was approaching the true scriptures.

"not good!

The Spirit Turtle King was shining by the golden light, and his expression changed and he could not dodge. He pointed at the crutch in his hand towards the falling golden light.

Click!

The next moment, the ground under the feet of the Spirit Turtle King cracked a spider-web-like hole.

The golden light of the pagoda was like a Mount Tai. At this moment, Mount Tai was pressing against the top, becoming heavier and heavier, making him grit his teeth and unable to move.

The scene is in chaos at this moment.

Except for the little demons, Lu Chuan and the five demon kings brought by him were all in a fierce battle and could no longer free anyone to grab the scriptures.

Buzz!

It was at this moment that suddenly ripples appeared in the void.

A black lotus appeared silently behind Xuanzang, sucking in several loads of true scriptures, and then flew towards the abyss of darkness.

"No, the true scripture!" Xuanzang screamed.

at the same time.

"Amitabha!"

The golden light on the body of the Tathagata Buddha in the Great Leiyin Temple lit up and disappeared the next moment.

In the bright hall of Heaven, the Jade Emperor took a step forward and suddenly disappeared from the sky.
To be continued...