Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 341 Shocked
boom!
With a soft sound, I saw that the space several feet near Fantianyin could no longer bear the power of Fantianyin, and it exploded all of a sudden, and the space fragments turned into powder, with nothing left.

As for the exposed large black hole, countless extremely terrifying space turbulences swept out in an instant. However, just as these space turbulences were about to rush out, they were isolated far away in Fantianyin, as if they had hit an invisible barrier. Thirty feet away, I can no longer move forward.

Seeing Fan Tianyin's forcibly crushing space, Master Huang Long smiled slightly. With such strength, no matter how strong the little white ape's physical body is, it probably wouldn't be able to resist it. It's a pity that this treasure belongs to someone else. I can only borrow it for one use.

Thinking of this, Master Huanglong's joy of killing the enemy in front of him has faded a lot. Master, Master, this disciple is also your personal disciple, and he is loyal to you. Why are you willing to give treasures to those traitors? , but turn a blind eye to his disciples?

However, Master Huanglong complained and complained, and only dared to scream twice in his heart, he neither had the courage to take this Heaven Seal as his own, nor dared to speak ill of Yuanshi Tianzun in front of others.

Yuanshi Tianzun is the most respectful of etiquette, and if he dares to complain, keeping Yuanshi Tianzun, who didn't appreciate him very much, will drive him out of the teacher's school, and Guang Chengzi's supernatural powers are far superior to him, and he is even more unwilling. Dare to provoke.

"Die, Yuan Li!" Daoist Huang Long snorted softly, all the magic power in his body stopped inputting into the Fantian Seal, and he raised his hand to swing the Fantian Seal towards the great white ape. Suddenly, he seemed to see what happened to him. The great white ape, which could not be injured, became a bloody mess.

Have you seen it, Master, I am not a waste, even a perfect body of Eighty-Nine Xuangong is no match for me!

Master Huanglong roared silently in his heart, his expression was extremely ferocious, he wanted to vent, a mere descendant of a prehistoric alien species dared to provoke his majestic Twelve Golden Immortals over and over again!

But before he could wield the Fantian Seal, a great sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Huanglong's heart, and the scales and armor of the dragon's body behind him shone brightly, protecting him in it.

A punch, an iron fist that came out from nowhere, hit his head fiercely just when he used all his mana to protect his body.

boom!
Like a thunderstorm, Master Huanglong's body and seal were smashed from the air to the ground by this punch, creating a big hole with a radius of more than ten miles. The space that was originally torn apart due to the battle between Huanglong and the white ape was torn apart. It was originally a series of space cracks mixed with some black holes caught by real Huanglong. Now it is a large piece of space fragments peeling off. Within a radius of thousands of miles, half of it is space turbulence, and the other half is mountains and rivers that have been smashed.

The collision of Da Luo Jinxian's magic power is terrifying.

Mo Chen's punch was silent, and it was chosen when Master Huang Long was about to make a move, but Master Huang Long still relied on his keen sense to protect himself, even though he was still knocked out by Mo Chen.

At the moment when his eyes went dark, what flashed through Master Huang Long's mind was not anger at others attacking him, but a deep panic, my life is over!
"Is this guy not as good-for-nothing as in the legend? He can still sense my sneak attack." Mo Chen looked in surprise at the big hole on the ground where the bloody head was punched and unconscious. Master Huanglong muttered to himself.

It stands to reason that the Four No Taoists should have no resistance against his well-timed punch that fully grasped the essence of sneak attack.

What Mo Chen didn't know was that although Master Huang Long was useless, it didn't mean he was really useless. The Battle of the Conferred Gods was fought so fiercely, and countless people with more mana and power than him died, but why did he survive? Relying on this hand's premonition of crisis and strong desire to survive.

Do you want another punch?
Mo Chen looked at the bleeding dragon head and the Fantian seal falling aside, and his heart was slightly moved. This is a catastrophe, killing people and seizing treasures, even Yuanshi Tianzun can't figure it out.

But he thought about it, and gave up. Fan Tianyin belonged to Guang Chengzi. He had suffered such a big loss from Yin Hong before, so he must have hidden hands. Tianyin, it is really not worth the risk of being discovered by Yuanshi Tianzun to kill this real Huanglong who has no grievances or enmities with him.

Of course, after a long time, when Mo Chen recalled this incident, he was full of regrets. He missed the opportunity to own the largest brick in the wild, but that is another story.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior!" Taoist Bai Yuan thanked him and bowed in salute.

Originally, he saw that Master Huang Long was going to make a move, but Qing Zhi couldn't resist, and closed his eyes there waiting to die, but he didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Fan Tianyin to fall, instead he heard a loud noise, and he hurriedly opened his eyes At first glance, the arrogant real Huanglong was lying on the ground dying, life and death unknown.

And standing in the air was a young man wearing a purple robe with a handsome face. His appearance was actually very similar to the cheap apprentice he had accepted back then.

But it's just a spiritual resemblance, that kind of supernatural power, even if his apprentice practiced for tens of thousands of years, he might not be able to achieve it. It took tens of thousands of years to practice to achieve perfection, but even in the realm of perfection, facing this yellow dragon is still only a matter of being beaten.

This powerful man defeated the real Huanglong who was holding the Fantian seal in a single gesture, so it was absolutely impossible for him to be his disciple.

He called me senior?
Mo Chen looked at the respectful appearance of the White Ape Taoist, and couldn't help but secretly laughed in his heart. How powerful the White Ape was in his eyes at the beginning. With every gesture, the Nine-Headed Insect could not survive or die. In just a few hundred years, the situation turned upside down, and he became the senior in the mouth of Taoist Baiyuan.

However, this white ape was kind to him. He expelled him from the school, but after all, he taught him his own skills, and he still had to treat him kindly. Know where the dead are.

"Master can't do such a great gift, this disciple can't bear it." Mo Chen laughed, fell down, and stretched out his hand to help the Taoist White Ape.

what?
Taoist Baiyuan was shocked when he heard this, and pointed at him with a changed expression, "Are you the only son of King Black Feather, Mo Chen?"

"It's the disciple, the disciple thanked Master for saving his life back then." Mo Chen cupped his hands.

"Mo Dust, Mo Dust, could it be that you are the newly-emerged Great Sage Burning Heaven of the Monster Race in recent years?" Taoist Bai Yuan said in disbelief.

"It is indeed a disciple, but this is not a place to talk. The yellow dragon will probably wake up soon. The disciple's identity is sensitive, so it is not appropriate to meet him. Please ask the master to talk about it in another place."

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(End of this chapter)