What? Are all the monsters on the westbound journey my disciples?

Chapter 127 Before the westbound team arrived, Sha Wujing was dead!

"Tell me, how can I, Sha Wujing, not hate? Why should I not hate?!"

Sha Wujing was weeping blood every time. He was hysterical and roaring in front of the Happy Buddha and the Eighteen Arhats!

However, his roar not only failed to win the pity of the Happy Buddha and the Eighteen Arhats, but instead they looked at him with eyes full of contempt and contempt!

"Ignorant of good and evil!"

Huanxi Buddha snorted coldly and replied: "This is just a rolling curtain general. He looks like a guard of the Jade Emperor, but what is his future in reality?"

"Guanyin's mercy allows you to enter my Western Paradise of Paradise only after five hundred and sixty years of heart-piercing suffering. This is a great good thing. Why are you dissatisfied? You don't know how to praise me!"

"Promoting me? What a joke! Not to mention that when other forces invite people to join, they will all be courteous and virtuous...Have you ever asked me if I am willing to accept the arrangement of going to the West? Would I be willing to become your disciple in the West?"

Sha Wujing retorted: "Without asking my opinion at all, he designed it without authorization, causing me to be expelled from heaven, and causing me to suffer five hundred and sixty years of heartache. Now let me be grateful to you and other Westerners, you Buddhists. , is he a robber?!"

"Presumptuous! Bold! Stubborn!"

The Happy Buddha was furious and threatened: "Sha Wujing, one last question to you, can you enter my Buddhist door?"

"I entered Buddhism only to avenge Guanyin's frame-up! Guanyin is dead, and the Buddha's attainment status, as far as I am concerned, is abandoned like a worn shoe!"

Sha Wujing was not threatened by the unrivaled enemy in front of him at all, and his face was full of disgust!

"Very well, since you don't want to join my Buddhist sect, then go die!"

Above the sky, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat has already reached the end of his endurance! He raised his right hand and wrapped it around his arm. The newly acquired dragon Aomoang let out a thunderous roar and rushed towards Sha Wujing's position!

"Yan!"

"kill!"

Sha Wujing stepped on the waves, danced with a crescent shovel, and struck head-on!

"boom!"

As soon as it made contact, the crescent shovel could not withstand the huge force of the dragon's collision and was raised high... The next moment, Ao Mo'ang's body rushed in through the gap between his chest and abdomen, and a hole shot out of Sha Wujing's chest. Behind the huge blood hole, he died tragically on the spot, and there was no sound again!

Looking at Ao Moang, who stayed in place with blank eyes after killing Sha Wujing, Jianglong nodded with satisfaction: "Take it!"

With a command, Ao Moang returned from the arm of Jianglong Arhat... On the side, Huanxi Buddha saw Sha Wujing dying like this, and roared at Jianglong in shock and anger!

"How did you kill him? If you killed him, how could we put the Westbound team into a trap?"

The Subduing Dragon Arhat glanced at him and said nonchalantly: "Does Happy Buddha think that Yisha Wujing's hatred for Buddhism will help us?"

"But, you can't..."

"Since you don't want to help, then you might as well die! Happy Buddha, don't forget, you have failed twice! The main force in this battle is me and the Eighteen Arhats! You are just a loser!"

Jiang Long glanced at Huanxi Buddha with disdain, interrupted his words, and turned around to greet the other Arhats.

"Brothers, go down and ambush! The river is too dirty, so go to the east side of the river bank and set up the Eighteen Arhat Formation!"

"Here!"

After a response, the eighteen Arhats descended the clouds one after another and ambush on the river bank... When passing by the Happy Buddha, the Fuhu Arhat did not forget to snort in disdain.

"Oh, Buddha? That's it?"

Huanxi Buddha's whole old face was twitching, and the anger in his heart was burning crazily!

The Dragon Subduing Arhat passed by the Happy Buddha, and also dropped a contemptuous word: "Buddha, you don't need your help, as long as you don't do any harm. Just stay aside and wait until the westbound team is killed by us. How about receiving a steady share of credit?"

That contemptuous and mocking tone seemed to treat Huanxi Buddha as a huge burden!

Huanxi Buddha stared at the Dragon-Subduing Arhat for a long time... watching him descend from the clouds, watching him ambush by the river... In the end, he just suppressed his anger and left on the clouds!

He wanted to see if, without his own reminder, this Dragon-Subduing Arhat could do it in the face of the mysterious force that had taken over Sun Wukong and others!

Even good words can hardly persuade a ghost who is willing to die! However, after the death of the Eighteen Arhats, I am afraid that I will not be able to return to Lingshan for a while!
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The attention turned to the westbound team... It is said that Chen Xuanzang's westbound team came from Huangfengling to escape the disaster. In less than a day, they passed 800 Huangfengling, and when they entered the west, they found a land of Pingyang.

Time passed quickly, through summer and autumn, I saw some cicadas chirping in willow trees, and after the fire flowed westward, I finally saw a huge water billowing from a distance, with turbulent waves.

Chen Xuanzang turned around and glanced at Zhu Bajie. He was still looking as desperate and miserable as before... As a result, he had been walking for half a year and had no interest in eating, let alone telling stories!

"Wukong,"

Shaking his head, Chen Xuanzang still looked at Sun Wukong: "There seems to be a big river blocking the road ahead. Go and have a look."

"Master, are you sensing that disaster is coming again?"

Sun Wukong joked... A few days ago, they were chatting and mentioned why Chen Xuanzang, who was obviously just a mortal, sensed in advance that there would be disasters in Yingchou Stream, Guanyin Temple, and Huangfengling... Although, Sun Wukong and others also knew it, but I want to see how Master explains it. And Chen Xuanzang couldn’t explain it. He could only hesitantly say that as a good person in ten generations, he could sense danger in advance.

Seeing this situation, why didn't everyone understand that Chen Xuanzang was lying? Therefore, when we got along relatively harmoniously, I naturally couldn't help but tease my master.

"Monkey," Chen Xuanzang rolled his eyes and scolded with a smile, "Since you know that I have a sense of my master, why don't you go and investigate right away?"

Chen Xuanzang also knew that he had exposed his flaws, but he was the master! The leader of the westbound team! Just show it off and stop pretending! Well, I won’t tell you where I got the information in advance, what can you do to me?

"Okay, I, my grandson, are leaving. Master, please wait!"

Sun Wukong responded with a playful smile and somersaulted towards the river ahead...

Standing on the river, with a quick glance, Sun Wukong immediately spotted the stone tablet standing by the river!

When I dropped it, I saw three seal characters on it: Liusha River! On its belly, there is a small four-line true word cloud: eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths. Goose feathers cannot float, and reed flowers sink to the bottom.

"Liusha River?"

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, and with all his magic power, he looked into the river... The water was turbulent and turbid, and his eyes could not penetrate half a meter of the river water! Using his spiritual consciousness, he found that the river water had the effect of absorbing spiritual consciousness and could not penetrate into it at all.

In desperation, he could only do another somersault and return to Chen Xuanzang...

That's right, when he stepped on the cloud again, he forgot to turn off his piercing eyes, and accidentally scanned the water bank beside the Liusha River...

The body was shaken, and the half of the somersault almost missed. The somersault cloud staggered, and finally managed to stabilize the cloud layer and return to Chen Xuanzang's side...

By the river, in a hidden formation, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat was holding a thick dog leg in his hand, and he was enjoying the meal together with the Fuhu Arhat!

Next to it, there was a white tiger, lowering his head and gnawing on a female corpse with missing legs. Blood flowed all over the floor, dyeing the entire formation red!

"Jianlong, did Sun Wukong just see us?"

Seeing that the somersault cloud driven by Sun Wukong was about to collapse, Fuhu couldn't help but poke Jianglong with his dog's leg and reminded him.

Jiang Long was drinking wine, and when he heard what Fu Hu said, he subconsciously looked towards the sky... and then saw Sun Wukong stabilizing the somersault cloud again, and flying away...

"That monkey has only been practicing for more than five hundred years, and he has been suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years. His skills are very sparse! If the divine eyes were still there, it would be easy to see through our formations... Now, even the divine eyes are there He was designed and refined by Taishang Laojun. Even if he practices for thousands of years, he will never be able to see through our formations! Ouch!"

"That's right..." Seeing Sun Wukong leave without looking back, Fuhu felt relieved, and then he found that his roasted dog leg had been bitten by Jianglong!

"You give me back my bad legs!"

"Hey, if it enters my subduing dragon's belly, it will be my subduing dragon's meat! Don't even think about it..."

"Aren't there two human legs? There's only one dog leg... Do you know that dogs are much harder to catch than people!"

"How can human legs smell as good as dog legs..."

For a dog's leg, they fight against each other with great joy... But no one cares about the delicate human legs that are roasted on the fire...

On the other side, Sun Wukong returned to Chen Xuanzang, with a serious look on his face!

"Master, ahead is the Liusha River Realm, there is..."

Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, Chen Xuanzang could not wait to show off: "The Liusha River is indeed the place where we will be in trouble... This river has the effect of keeping goose feathers from floating and reed flowers sinking to the bottom. It is rumored that it was the scene of the Lich War that year. , formed by the inflow of the Tianhe... There is a demon in the river, named Sha Wujing, who is the last person Guanshiyin found for our westbound team, and is also the curtain-rolling general of the heaven."

Chen Xuanzang showed off the information he knew... very much like a prophet.

"What kind of monster? What kind of curtain general? Master, are you wrong?"

Just when Chen Xuanzang wanted to mention why the roller curtain turned into a demon in the lower world and what pain he had experienced, Sun Wukong suddenly interrupted him in shock.

"Ok?"

Chen Xuanzang blinked, looked at Sun Wukong in surprise, and asked in disbelief: "Did I say something wrong?"

"Yes, Master, you are wrong."

Sun Wukong blinked his cute monkey eyes and responded cutely, not stopping at all because his words would hurt Chen Xuanzang: "I didn't see any river monster or any general who rolled up the curtain, I only saw the Buddhist Arhat."

"Buddhist Arhat?!"

This time, not only Chen Xuanzang, but also Zhu Bajie, Ao Jia, Ao Yunying and others all exclaimed in surprise!

"Yes, the Eighteen Arhats! Jianglong and Fuhu are sitting by the river eating dog meat... There are also two human thighs burning on the fire, as well as the corpse of a human female who was eaten by a white tiger!"

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