The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 369 Sao operation is online, first put a golden hoop curse on Po Meng
"Wait, Tang Wang, didn't you just say that?"

Yan Wangye was overjoyed at first, however, he plummeted in just two breaths. This Nima monk is too cheap, and the changes are too fast, it is impossible to guard against.

"I didn't tell you to go, but you have to stand here, it's two different things, OK?"

Tang Sen was very disgusted that a generation of kings of Hades could not even deal with a Meng Po, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Oh!"

Yan Wang shrank his neck, knowing that Tang Sen didn't look good towards him, and if he confronted him again, he would probably get his ears ripped off again, so he immediately shut his mouth obediently.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over my whip, and I'll let you go."

Granny Meng didn't frown, but there was a hint of impatience in her words.

"You old woman, why didn't you hand over the person first, why did you let the poor monk first." Tang Sen turned his head and said.

"I am the elder, and you are the junior, you should hand in first, otherwise the news that you are a fake Tang monk will spread throughout the Three Realms."

Granny Meng is also helpless, this monk of Nima is really not a golden cicada, the real golden cicada has no such virtues, he is just a ruffian, no different from those prisoners in the [-]th hell.

"Meng Po, you are a big brother, you have lived for thousands of years, and you actually threaten a simple and lovely boy, won't your conscience hurt?"

"Don't be so talkative, I told you to hand it in and you hand it in, what a lot of nonsense." Meng Po was furious, and the strength in her hand suddenly increased a little, Kou Yuanwai suddenly roared like a rooster, excruciating pain.

"You kill, you kill, labor and capital let you kill, if you kill a mortal soul, labor and capital will make a fuss in hell, kill you without leaving a piece of armor, you think about it yourself, the poor monk is not threatened, or release them together."

Tang Sen also looked very angry, and put the ghost whip behind his back, secretly circulated the magic power, and poured it into the whip frantically. identity, answer quickly."

"Let this system think about it." The system fell into deep thought...

"Yes, host, you still have a useless golden hoop, just enough to come in handy, plus the slave curse, the sky-penetrating curse, even if you are in the underworld, even if this Meng Po is half-holy, it is still hard to escape your palm."

Not long after, the system said excitedly.

"Golden hoop? Haha, this method is good! My system is powerful, take it out quickly, I want to cast a golden hoop curse on Po Meng."

Hearing the system's wonderful suggestion, Tang Sen was overjoyed immediately, Nima, this Golden Hoop Curse was originally for Red Boy, but he slapped Princess Iron Fan, and Red Boy became his godson, and he didn't invite Guanyin Bodhisattva made a move, which caused this game to be useless in the system, but it was shelved.

However, it is useful now, hehe...

Put a golden hoop curse on Po Meng, don't be too coquettish! ! !
Determined to pay attention, Tang Sen took out the golden hoop spell that he hadn't seen for a long time from the system, and put it on the ghost whip.

This golden hoop curse is different from the tight hoop curse and the forbidden hoop curse. It can be divided into four parts and put on the hands and feet. It is like this in the 86 edition of Journey to the West. , All kinds of swinging movements, I can't resist at all, a group of coquettish.

"Change!"

With a thought, he divided the Golden Hoop Mantra into four golden threads and hid it in the whip body, invisible and invisible. As long as Po Meng got the whip, she would definitely be fooled. At that time, one thought can trap it and control it in her hands.

"hey-hey……"

After all this was done, Tang Sen laughed secretly, the hole had been dug, and it was just waiting for Po Meng to jump.

"What are you laughing at, fake monk? Don't you want to go back on your word?"

Granny Meng, who was mature, saw the twitch of Tang Sen's mouth and thought he was about to repent again, so she said suspiciously.

"Did I laugh? I didn't? Where did you see that, crazy!"

Tang Sen rolled his eyes, took the ghost whip out from behind, and said, "Yan Wang, in order to show the generosity of the poor monk, you don't want to know the old man. You are responsible for sending it over."

Swish!
After speaking, he threw the ghost whip to the dazed Hades.

"Fake monk, you don't know how to do tricks, are you so straightforward?" Granny Meng became more suspicious, feeling bad, but she couldn't feel anything wrong.

"What can I do? You have already threatened the poor monk with hostages. You can't just watch you, a crazy woman, ruin the Lingshan event. If you don't give Tathagata face, I will give it to you. Speaking of which, you should thank me. This poor monk is saving you."

Tang Sen laughed, he had a slippery mouth, which could not be compared to a widowed and lonely old man like Po Meng.

"Hmph, I don't think you dare to play tricks, King Hades, send the things here."

Desperately hoping to get her own weapon, Meng Po spoke to Hades.

"Prince Tang, shall I go over now?!"

When Yan Wang opened his mouth, Granny Meng didn't give him face, so he didn't bother to answer, instead he asked Tang Sen with a smile.

"Well, let's go."

At the beginning of the exchange, Granny Meng put Kou Yuanwai down, and Lord Yan walked forward with Granny Meng's ghost-beating whip. The exchange went smoothly. Granny Meng got her beloved ghost-beating whip. To be warmed up by the system, of course, experience points are indispensable.

"Very well, you are a smart kid."

Po Meng checked it over and over again to make sure it was genuine, she sneered and said.

"Hey, the heart of a villain measures the belly of a gentleman, but a poor monk is an eminent monk, who would deceive you, an old man? You have lived for thousands of years, and you are still measuring like a chicken intestine. It is really rare to see a master like you."

Tang Sen had a vicious mouth, and he didn't miss any opportunity to incite hatred. If he found a loophole, he would be angry and angry.

"A fake monk is a fake monk. Nothing can change this reality. The old man will return it to you. However, the news will not be drowned in the underworld. Wait for the Three Realms to cause a stir, hahahaha!"

Meng Po laughed. On the Sansheng Stone, Tang Sen’s past events were played like a movie. Although it was a bit intermittent, it was still clear and full of doubts. As long as you pay attention, it’s not hard to find that this golden cicada didn’t follow the scriptures. Before, it was two different people.

"Hey, dead woman, don't be shameless. The poor monk doesn't change his name or surname when he sits. He is the upright Tang Sanzang. I'm not dead yet. You're just peeping at my privacy, and you're going to tamper with the legend of the poor monk." In life, this poor monk will never end with you."

As soon as Tang Sen pointed it out, he pointed at Granny Meng's nose and cursed.

"Hehe, why are you never finished with the old man? The old man has made up his mind now, he doesn't have the same knowledge as you, if you have the ability, you can bully me, an old bone, and promise not to fight back."

With the ghost whip in hand, Po Meng's brain suddenly became flexible, her old eyes flickered with cunning, and she sneered.

"Oh, you damn old woman are still playing dirty with Brother Seng, don't I let you dance to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss?"

As soon as Tang Sen's temper came up, the King of Hades couldn't stop him, and if he asked Po Meng to dance in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, he would really dance, unambiguously, and with a move of his mind, the four golden threads of the golden hoop curse in the ghost whip suddenly sprang up.

(End of this chapter)