One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 193 Protecting each other
If someone was on the official road at this time, they might be able to see a figure flashing past the official road, leaving a series of footprints on the ground separated by several feet.

This figure is naturally Tang Sanzang who just came out from the ground of Qianliu City. He put away the torch. Fortunately, the bright moon is in the sky, and even if he hits a rock, the rock will collapse, so he uses an extremely sturdy posture. Crashed into Longevity Hill.

Returning to the big pit in Wuzhuang Temple again, Tang Sanzang carefully identified the direction, which corresponded to the location of the colorless altar that he remembered just now, but he did not find any five-color altar at that location.

He was mentally prepared for this, after all, they had been here before, and they didn't find any five-color altar.

Tang Sanzang took out the torch and lit it again, and walked to the side of the big pit. The big pit in the darkness was even more terrifying. It seemed that even the moonlight could not penetrate this depth. The pit was completely dark, and nothing could be seen.

Tang Sanzang held the torch in one hand, and a thick wrist-thick stick that he had just broken off on the road in the other. He breathed a sigh of relief and jumped straight down.

The wind blowing by his ear, Tang Sanzang firmly held the torch in one hand, and fixed his eyes on the wall. When a big hole about ten feet high appeared in sight, half of the stick held in his right hand was inserted into it. Stepping off the stone wall, the body swayed into the cave.

The walls of the cave are very hard. Although it is a mixture of stone and mud, it looks like it has been crushed by great force, and it is as hard as stone.

Tang Sanzang felt vaguely uneasy. This situation had happened before in Huangfengling, but this time it was more intense. Although this feeling was a bit mysterious, he was indeed a little nervous.

No matter how powerful Sun Wukong and Zhu Tianpeng were back then, their strength now cannot be compared to that of back then. Judging from what Mei Jiesi said, there may be something unusual.

Holding the torch, he walked in quickly, and the cave stretched crookedly. If there is no five-color altar here, then I am afraid that there will be no second five-color altar in the world that can be teleported there.

3000 years have passed, and time has changed. If the altar has not been destroyed by the latecomers, it is most likely that it is underground, and its location should not have changed much.

Tang Sanzang didn't run forward according to the passage, but slammed forward in a straight way, no matter whether it was hard stone or solid soil, he was directly smashed through.

That location was not far from the ginseng fruit tree pit, so when Tang Sanzang crashed through three passages, he finally crashed into a confined space with a radius of more than ten feet and a height of more than ten feet.

Tang Sanzang patted off the dirt and gravel on the cassock, took out the torch and lit it again, illuminating the surrounding space.

A five-color altar with a radius of one foot suddenly appeared in the center, not even a speck of dust, and the crystal jade reflected the five-color light under the firelight.

Tang Sanzang looked around and confirmed that there should be no restrictions or formations here, and walked slowly towards the five-color altar. He had already held the golden phoenix stone in his hand, but he didn't know if the formation could still be activated.

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At the same time, in the big city that was still shrouded in darkness.

The battle is still going on, but it is no longer the corner of the street before, and a huge stone monument is already faintly visible in the distance.

It seems that the endless skeleton soldiers are still climbing up from the ground, and thick black mist hovers in the air, like a poisonous snake ready to go, ready to rush up and bite at any time.

Sun Wukong waved a one-foot-long golden cudgel, as long as he touched it, the skeleton soldiers would immediately be shattered into pieces.

But at this time, Sun Wukong's breath was already a little rushed, and the golden cudgel he was waving in his hand was still strong, but it was obviously much slower than before.

Two skeleton generals rode skeleton horses and rushed towards Sun Wukong at the same time. Sun Wukong dropped his stick, but was blocked by the long spear on the crossbar. The other skeleton general roared and stabbed Sun Wukong in the heart. .

"Sure!" At this moment, Sha Wanjing made a tactic with both hands, and pointed at the big black spear that was stabbing at Sun Wukong. A small blue shield appeared in front of the spear, and the momentum of the spear suddenly decreased. stop.

Sun Wukong took the opportunity to retract the golden cudgel, and swept across the head of the skeleton general who rushed in front of him, smashing him into a headless horseman.

"Third Senior Sister, be careful!" Ao Xiaobai, holding the flying dragon staff in both hands, couldn't help exclaiming as he watched a ghost flying behind Sha Wanjing. Not far away, a black one-horned dragon was rolling among the skeleton soldiers. With a flick of the tail, it fell down.

Sha Wanjing, whose face was full of exhaustion, turned her head slightly blankly to look, the ghost with a pair of black fleshy wings was less than half a foot away from her, the rotten ugly face was staring at her with a pair of muddy eyes, mouth The water droplets immediately corroded a small pit on the ground, and the two chicken-like hands had sharp claws half a foot long, and they grabbed Sha Wanjing's face directly.

Sha Wanjing, who had just cast the spell, had no time to react, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

"Get out of here!" At this moment, a scolding came, and a rake glowing blue and silver slammed on the bird man ghost, the sharp nail penetrated his body, bang It fell to the ground with a bang, and the strong flame instantly enveloped the ghost.

The ghost struggled and roared violently, the flames on the nine-toothed rake stopped, and the cold air burst forth, directly freezing the struggling ghost into a block of ice.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly swept over Zhu Tianpeng's back, the sharp claws tore the clothes, and directly scratched a deep gash on her back, and blood gushed out.

Zhu Tianpeng staggered a step forward, but did not fall down. She raised her finger, and a small six-pointed star formation appeared on the ground where she was standing before, and the silver light just enveloped the sneak attacking ghost. The silver thread binds the ghost.

However, the binding ability of these silver threads is obviously limited, and they have begun to break inch by inch under the struggle of the ghosts, and they will be broken soon.

But it was too late, the nine-toothed rake landed on his head, directly nailing him into the ground, the flames and frost instantly engulfed him, and when the nine-foot rake was lifted again, it had already turned into ice chips.

"Xiaobai, let Dahei come back!" Sun Wukong, who smashed the last skeleton general with a stick, landed beside Ao Xiaobai. Skeleton soldiers smashed to pieces.

"Yeah!" Ao Xiaobai responded, a golden light flashed on the flying dragon staff in his hand, and the giant black dragon rolling among the skeleton soldiers let out a dragon cry, and flew back to the crowd. The crowd gathered in the middle, as if a wall had been erected.

At this moment, a shrill roar came from a distance, and the skeleton soldiers and the ghost fog who were rushing madly at the crowd began to retreat, but this time the retreat did not retreat far, but pulled the encirclement to hundreds of feet Outside, there are still people around.

(End of this chapter)