Legend of Hongmeng Wukong

Chapter 327 Erlang Zhenjun (7)

Erlangshen suppressed the depression and anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Since the master of the noble religion has spoken, we naturally dare not be presumptuous. We can leave this world, but I still look for an opportunity to settle the karma with Monkey King!"

Tianzun frowned slightly, and looked at Sun Wukong, but the worry in his eyes was thick.But Sun Wukong laughed out loud, and sneered, "It's ridiculous. I never thought that such a thing would come out of the mouth of a real gentleman? If you come back tomorrow, wouldn't you lose your face?" Once again, it was scarlet and murderous:
"Don't deceive people too much. I have already seen Master Tongtian's sake, and I don't want to meet you in this world. Do you really want to die? Leave this mountain quickly, and I will let you go. Otherwise, Don't blame this True Monarch for killing you kid right here and now!"

Yang Jian was so angry that he was about to go crazy, it was like a gunpowder poke, if it ignited for a while, it would explode.Yang Jian asked Sun Wukong to leave Qi Tianfeng.For Erlangshen, who has always been proud and arrogant, it can be said that he is already very unwilling and entangled in his heart, but he doesn't want to. Sun Wukong not only doesn't want to leave obediently, but also retorts. How can Erlangshen bear it?

Tianzun was also surprised that Sun Wukong refused to leave, and also ridiculed Yang Jian in words, and he didn't take Yang Jian seriously.You know, although Yang Jian said that he was afraid of Master Tongtian's will at this time and did not dare to do anything to Sun Wukong in this world, but if Sun Wukong was provoked to go crazy, I am afraid that although there are many Jiejiao Taoists present at this time, they will not be able to stop him. A crazy Taiyi master killed Monkey King.

Sun Wukong burst out laughing, and Tianzun also sweated secretly, raising his mental vigilance.Just in case Yang Jian caught him off guard, he changed his expression suddenly and looked up at the void to the west.

Not just Tianzun, Monkey King, Erlang God Yang Jian, and many Taoists.They all felt something at the same time and looked towards the western sky.But I saw a galaxy vortex slowly swirling.A vast clear light fell down, vaguely.There are bursts of sacred music, and the fragrance is curling up.A catty small and a boy in white, or holding a sword.Or holding calligraphy and painting, or throwing piano and chess, or holding an incense burner.Slowly walking out of the galaxy vortex, two rows of nine each, a total of eighteen attendant boys in front.

(End of this chapter)