Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Facing the three Da Luo Jinxian, Li Tianba's expression turned extremely ugly.

But fortunately, the person in the dream gave him a backup plan!

He sneered with a ferocious expression, and then shouted: "Do you think you have the capital to fight against me because you were lucky enough to break through the Great Luo Jinxian?"

"My Li family is the real overlord of Laifu City!"

Li Tianba took out the Demonic Pestle, and a vast aura suddenly swept across it, making the three of them look cold.

Innate Lingbao!

Because Saint Zhunti has been living in chaos all year round, this demonic pestle is even stained with a trace of chaos...

It is much more powerful than ordinary innate spiritual treasures!

Sage Zhunti knew that Tang Sanbian had obtained the two divine swords of Yuantu Abi, so he was afraid of accidents, so he specially gave the magic pestle to Li Tianba.

Tang Sanzian licked his lips: "Damn it, Zhunti really spent a lot of money!"

The three surnamed families are mediocre. Not only do they not have any good things, they also have to bear the burden of cause and effect for no reason...

If he didn't know how big the cause and effect was behind the three surnamed families, Tang San could not help but want to help Li Tianba.

Seeing the magic pestle, Xiao Chuihuo's smile faded.

He can feel the powerful power above!

The three of them looked at each other and then said, "Come on!"

When Xiao Chuihuo raised his hand, monstrous flames fell from the sky and roared directly towards Li Tianba.

Lin Fudang and Ye Bufan were also unwilling to be outdone and bullied them with their tyrannical physical strength!

"Okay, well done!"

Li Tianba sneered, clenched the magic pestle in his hand, and said, "I'll let you see my power today!"

From the demon pestle in his hand, a rich Buddha's light surged out, as if to purify the entire world, and flashed straight towards the three of them.

Bang bang bang!
The Dang Mo Pestle is indeed an innate spiritual treasure. In Li Tianba's hands, it was so powerful that it knocked the three of them back, and even a little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth!

They are Daluo Jinxian!
Even if Li Tianba has the blessing of innate spiritual treasures, the gap can be so big in a three-on-one situation/
Li Tianba snorted coldly and said immediately: "This innate spiritual treasure is contaminated with the energy of chaos. How many of you want to deal with me?"

"Sad, ridiculous!"

After saying that, he looked at Tang Sanzang who was not far away and looked calm, and his voice immediately turned cold: "I originally wanted to give you a chance, but I don't think you know how to cherish it?"

Tang Sanbian touched his bright bald head and said with a neither sad nor happy expression: "You may not win, how dare you say such things?"

Li Tianba was amused by Tang San's words.

"I may not win? If I don't win, is it possible that you will win?"

When Tang Sanzian heard this, he chuckled: "Hey, you are really right!"

"I will definitely win this battle!"

Li Tianba sneered and was about to reply...

Tang Sanzun silently took out the two divine swords of Yuantu Abi and the two blue and red long swords. The overwhelming evil aura made everyone shiver.

Innate Lingbao!

And it has the same effect as the Dangmo pestle in his hand!

It's just that the spiritual treasure in this bald donkey's hand is stained with overwhelming evil energy!
When Li Tianba saw this scene, he felt that his face was numb...

Three Daluo Golden Immortals, plus an innate spiritual treasure that is not inferior to his own.

How the hell are you going to fight this?
Li Tianba clenched the Demonic Pestle in his hand and looked at the two swords in Tang San's hands, constantly comforting himself in his heart.

"Fortunately, the innate spiritual treasure is in the hands of the bald donkey and does not belong to the three major families."

"That Bald Donkey shouldn't have much strength. Even if he has the innate spirit treasure in his hand, he can't exert much power. I still have a chance!" As for whether Tang San Burial will lend the innate spirit treasure to the people of the three major families?

Li Tianba rejected this answer without thinking.

Those are three Da Luo Jinxian!
This bald donkey would only lend his magic weapon to others unless he was out of his mind.

The reason why the big boss in the dream was willing to lend him the innate spiritual treasure was because he was not afraid of Li Tianba's little tricks at all!

After all, where is the strength of the boss?

But if Tang San was buried...

If you lend out your Xiantian Lingbao, whether you can get it back is another matter!
"As long as I catch the bald donkey by surprise and get the innate spiritual treasure in his hand, then I have two spiritual treasures in my hand. How can I lose this one?"

Li Tianba had an idea in his mind and a smile appeared on his face.

Swish!
Li Tianba suddenly dodged, missing Lin Dong and the others, and rushed straight towards Tang San's burial.

"Vald donkey, die!"

Seeing himself approaching Tang San's burial, the smile on Li Tianba's face became even bigger. He had even imagined the scene of him holding two innate spiritual treasures and killing everyone...

But right now!
"Dawei Tianlong!"

A voice sounded in his ears like a bell, directly pulling him from fantasy back to reality.

The monk in front of him suddenly exuded endless aura, standing on him like a mountain.

Yuan Tingyue Zhi's aura made him feel that he, the Great Luo Jinxian, was extremely insignificant at this moment!
This feeling was like the scene when he met the person in his dream!
Tang Sanzian grinned at him with a stern smile: "I originally wanted to witness the rise of the three major families as an ordinary person, but I didn't expect that what I got in exchange was your disdain."

"Since this is the case, I don't have to pretend anymore!"

"Even if the poor monk doesn't have Yuantu Abi, a small Daluo Jinxian, the poor monk can destroy it with just a raise of his hand!"

Tang San's big hand fell directly towards Li Tianba.

Shocked by the terrifying aura, Li Tianba concentrated all his strength on the Demonic Pestle, hoping to rely on the uniqueness of the innate spirit treasure to block Tang Sanzian's attack.

But he soon discovered that he was wrong, and how wrong he was!

This monk's strength is fucking ridiculous!

boom!
Li Tianba was unable to fight back and was blasted away by Tang San Zang's palm. Even his proud Demonic Pestle was snatched away by Tang San Zang with his bare hands!
With his impressive cultivation as a great Luo Jinxian, coupled with his innate spiritual treasure, he was instantly killed with just one move!

And he lost miserably!
Li Tianba couldn't bear the dual physical and mental pressure, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart: "I'm so stupid, really!"

"How dare I fight against such a big boss!"

Tang Sanzong sneered: "It's okay to pretend to be cool with others, but if you pretend to be cool with me, I'll fucking kill you!"

"Journey to the west to learn about a street and find out who the father is!"

After hearing this, Li Tianba's mouth that had stopped spewing blood started spewing blood again like a fountain.

It took him two ounces of blood to stop!

Xiao Chuihuo watched Tang Sanzhan solve the problem with just one slap, and his voice became trembling: "So...it turned out to be the background board for our holy monk to show off?"

Lin Fudang was also confused.

Only Ye Bufan rolled his eyes and rushed towards Tang Sanzong: "Holy Monk, let our Ye family follow you!"

Hey!
Xiao Chuihuo cursed, and then said: "This licking is so fast!"

Lin Fudang curled his lips: "Shameless."

However, even though the two of them said this, their bodies honestly knelt in front of Tang San's funeral... (End of Chapter)