Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1242 Fifteen Great Witches

Half an hour later, the team was on the road again.

On the way, Huixin glanced at the direction of Lingjianmen, and sighed sincerely: "It's really unexpected that Lingjianmen can accumulate such a large amount of resources. For Puji Temple, this is indeed a lot of wealth. After losing the foundation of the temple, it should be able to regain its strength soon."

Tang Seng nodded slightly, and said: "From the seized items, it can be seen that countless monks have died under the hands of the Spirit Sword Sect over the years. The poor monk really wants to uproot the Spirit Sword Sect to prevent those evil spirits from growing up in the future. Keep going around doing harm."

Hui Xin shook her head with a smile and said: "Spirit Sword Sect has many enemies, you don't need to do it yourself, those enemies who know the situation of Spirit Sword Sect will naturally come to the door. This kind of cause and effect should have been thought of by them a long time ago. Ignore the cause and effect , wanton reckless, it is oneself who created evil karma for himself. Amitabha!"

When Tang Seng heard the words, he let go of the matter.

Continue on the road and arrive at Dabei Temple in Xiliang Mountain one day earlier is the right way.

Half a day later, the team flew over a high mountain, and in front of them was the endless forest.

Abbot Huixin saw that some of the low-ranking disciples in this monastery were exhausted, and the long flight had consumed too much mana, so he pointed to the forest and said, "Go over there to rest for a while, sit cross-legged and meditate to recover mana, and then continue on your way. "

Tang Seng naturally had no objection, and a group of people descended to the edge of the forest one after another.

Everyone had just sat down, but Tang Seng stood up again, turned his head to look in the direction he came from, and murmured, "Here we are!"

"Who is it? Monster clan or witch clan?"

Huixin also stood up accordingly, and after saying this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, the Puji Temple is really powerful now, the former enemies are just some sects of the same level.

But it's different now. It's two big clans who have made a death feud, one monster clan and the other witch clan.

As long as any side sends out a small number of strong men, Puji Temple will be in a state of doom.

Xuanzang is powerful, but he is not capable of protecting all the monks in Puji Temple in front of so many strong men!

"It's the Witch Clan!"

Tang Seng's expression didn't change at all, he just looked ahead with a cold light in his eyes.

After a few breaths, Tang Seng suddenly said to Huixin: "Abbot, you wait here, and Xuanzang will meet them."

"They? How many are they?"

When Huixin heard Tang Seng's words like this, he immediately had a bad feeling.

"Fifteen, and all of them are great witches!" After Tang Seng finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he flew into the air, shooting towards the way he came.

The Great Witch is a very powerful person among the Witch Clan, at least he has the cultivation base of the Void Realm equivalent to a human monk.

The powerful big demon has even stepped into the Mahayana stage half a step.

Such a strong man is definitely not something that a monk of Hui Xin's level can match.

However, until Tang Seng disappeared, he still hadn't sensed the traces of those great witches.

Let's say that Tang Monk's mind locked on to the fifteen great monsters, and his figure flew away like lightning. He wanted to place the battlefield as far away as possible from the monks of Puji Temple, so as to prevent those disciples from being implicated innocently.

His current divine sense can already cover an area of ​​eight or nine hundred miles, and the two sides fly towards each other, and soon meet in the middle.

Tang Seng definitely couldn't do the fifteen great witches.

But Tang Seng didn't plan to do it himself from the beginning.

At the short moment when the two sides were about to meet, Tang Seng's figure flashed, changed a direction, and flew away quickly.

"It's him!"

Among the fifteen great witches, someone gave a loud shout, changed direction at the same time, and chased after Tang Seng.

The faces of these great witches, like Sare's, had many tattoos.

Tang Seng only learned about it later. From the number of tattoos on the faces of the Wu people, one can tell the cultivation level and status of the Wu people.

A person with more tattoos on his face has a higher level of cultivation and a more detached status.

Witches with low cultivation levels are not qualified to have so many tattoos, otherwise they will be severely punished.

This kind of tattoo is somewhat similar to the pockets in the beggar gang. The more pockets you carry, the higher your status.

As for the Wu Clan that Tang Seng encountered this time, all of them had dark faces, and there was hardly any face. This shows how powerful these Wu Clan are.

While flying, Tang Seng covered the great witches with his spiritual thoughts, but he didn't find any of them took out the transparent ball that could convey information.

He was relieved.

It seems that these witches are extremely conceited, and they are absolutely sure that they can take themselves down, so they don't bother to pass any information.

Tang Seng's speed at this time was slightly inferior to those of those big witches, but it was also very limited.

He desperately urged his mana, but he couldn't avoid the distance between the two getting closer.

In a moment, chasing and escaping has already flown a distance of more than a thousand miles, which has already exceeded the range of Huixin's spiritual detection.

When he saw that the big witches behind him were only three to five feet away from him, Tang Seng suddenly disappeared from the spot with a flash.

"Your Highness!"

The leopard spirit who had been waiting here for a long time came up immediately.

This guy followed Tang Seng out to practice and tasted the sweetness. He didn't do anything every day, just stayed here and waited for Tang Seng.

Because every time he goes out to experience, Tang Seng will give him a jar of fine wine, which is a small world wine that is different from the taste in the chaotic world, and Leopard Spirit still likes that taste very much.

"There are fifteen big painted faces outside, kill them all and leave none behind. If any one escapes, I won't take you to practice next time." Tang Seng finished speaking in a hurry, and then spent a hundred thousand merit points to send the leopard spirit out of the chaos world.

This time, Tang Seng didn't go out.

Instead, in the chaotic world, looking at the situation outside.

Under Tang Seng's order, the leopard spirit came out of the chaotic world, and started fighting without saying a word.

"puff……"

He directly scratched the head of a big witch.

Then he turned to another big witch, and grabbed again, tearing out the chest and abdomen of the other big witch.

"Demon king, which demon king are you?"

A big witch shouted loudly and asked sharply.

Faced with this monster clan that appeared without warning, those big witches were a little caught off guard.

As a result, two people had fallen in an instant.

The leopard spirit is obviously a powerhouse at the level of the demon king of the demon clan, but these great witches can't think of it, when did this demon king appear in the demon clan?
The thirteen remaining great witches who retreated one after another used their own methods to resist the stormy attack of the leopard spirit.

Some took out a scroll and muttered words.

Some released a few worms in strange shapes.

Some took out mirror-like witches and pointed them at the leopard spirit.

There was also a big witch who took out that transparent ball, emitted a dazzling white light, and spread the image of the leopard spirit and what happened here.

(End of this chapter)