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

Chapter 677 Promise!

The Jieyin sage sneered, pointing his palm toward the sky, and the waves of golden light condensed into a ninth-grade lotus platform in an instant.As soon as the lotus platform came out, it collided fiercely with the stupa of the black-robed monk.

Dang!

A circle of golden waves visible to the naked eye curled up with endless sound waves, sending them far away.

The exploding breath unfolded instantly.

Jieyin Shengren said: "Your strength is still the same as before, vulnerable to a single blow!"

The figure of the black-robed monk swayed slightly, and he said calmly: "Even if the deity's strength is not as good, it is still possible to stop the brother for a while. And the time for a half-hour is enough for our Demon Palace to take down Tang Xuanzang! In any case, the final victory It will only be us, not you!" Seeing this guy roaring again, a series of ferocious aura poured out of him without reservation.

A moment ago, the slightly low breath was instantly filled by him.

The moment the breath is replenished.

The black-robed monk stamped his hand on the pagoda.

hum!
The pagoda, which was already very fierce, suddenly rose in prestige, and once again blasted towards the guiding saint.

The guiding sage's face was dark.

As he himself said, the strength of the black-robed monk is not as good as him.

With his strength, if the opponent keeps messing around like this, even if he kills the opponent, it will not be a problem.It's just that the most critical question now is not to kill the person in front of him.

Instead, get rid of this person and go to rescue Tang Seng.

Tang Seng Ruo really was captured by the Demon Palace.

At that time, even killing the black-robed monk will be useless.

Here to guide the sage.

A hundred black-robed monks are no match for one Tang monk.

There is a little urgency to receive the saint.

At this time, the leading saint let out a long cry: "Since you are looking for death, this saint will grant you!" The sudden and violent breath emerged from his body again and again.

The momentum of the Ninth Grade Merit Golden Lotus became more and more brutal.

For a while!

This area of ​​Tianwaitian is already full of chaotic atmosphere, rampaging and becoming extremely messy.

Even though the black-robed monk's own strength was extraordinary, he was still defeated by the saint who led him to kill him.But even so, this saint who was born in the magic palace still won't retreat.

the other side.

Zhunti, one of the two sages of Buddhism, also had a slightly fluctuating mind, and his deep eyes fell on the void in front of him. A Taoist who came out smiled and said, "Why, you want to stop me too?"

The Taoist has a black robe, a black face and a black beard, and his whole body is black except for his eyes, which are white.

And there are no pupils, like the whites of the eyes.

As soon as he appeared, the aura of a great saint appeared from his body.

The black-robed Taoist said calmly: "The poor Taoist is not here to stop the saint."

Zhunti Shengren said: "If you didn't stop me, why did you block my way! Your words are contradictory."

The black-robed Taoist shook his head: "If the saint stays where he is, the poor way will not block the way of the saint! If the saint insists on moving forward, then the poor way can only act as a barrier."

Sage Zhunti laughed loudly: "It's up to you? Last time, that is, Xuanzang's life was not in danger, or you would have died long ago."

The black robe said humanely: "The strength of the saint is tyrannical, and he is no less than several times stronger than me. Killing me with the power of a saint is naturally easy."

Zhunti Shengren said: "In this case, then you should get out of the way quickly and don't stop in front of me!"

The black-robed Taoist still shook his head: "The leader's order is hard to disobey!"

The aura on Zhunti Saint's body suddenly became deep, and he said sharply: "It seems that you are here to ask for death?"

The black-robed Taoist said in a deep voice: "If Tang Xuanzang's life can be exchanged for one of Pindao's life, everything will be worth it." The howling cold wind exploded directly.

But in an instant.

There was a black river flying out of the void.

As soon as this river appeared, the black-robed Taoist grabbed it in his hands and threw it against the Zhunti saint: "Besides, Pindao is not an ant with no strength at all."

"A saint may not be able to kill me yet!"

"Arrogance!" Zhunti sage sneered, and at this moment, another layer of mysterious brilliance shone from this saint.In an instant, a big tree flashed across the sky.

He insisted not to give the black robe Taoist a chance to rush over, and smashed on the black river one step ahead.

Even though the black river was shining with extremely terrifying prestige, it was still smashed back by the big tree controlled by the Zhunti sage.

The next moment, the black-robed Taoist snorted, and a little black breath spewed out from his mouth.This is his life energy, and it flew out of his body this time because he was already injured under the agitation of the breath.

After all.

His strength is not as good as that of Zhunti Saint.

But even so.

The black-robed Taoist still chuckled: "The sage's seven wonderful treasure trees are really powerful! But, it's not enough to kill me!" Seeing this guy roar again, the air in all directions vibrated crazily.

The deeper black waves flew out and landed on him.

In the blink of an eye.

The black-robed Taoist had just seen a slight sluggish breath, but he had already repaired it completely.

In the boom!

The black river, which was also surging in momentum, was once again caught in the palm of the black-robed Taoist.

This guy was brave enough to kill Zhunti Saint again: "Come again!"

Zhunti Saint looked deeply.

At this moment, he is the same as receiving a saint.

It's already on fire.

Regardless of Tang Seng's westward journey, some things are not in line with his intentions, but Tang Seng's identity as a Buddhist disciple cannot be faked.

Now it is even more sanctified.

The unhappiness in the past has long since disappeared.

Once Tang Seng comes over.

The strength of their Buddhism is bound to increase dramatically.

But now.

These damned guys insist on attacking Tang Seng. This is not just as simple as erasing Tang Seng's life, but also wants to destroy their countless years of Buddhist plots.

Zhunti Saint couldn't stand it.

"Good guy, since you don't know what's good or bad, I'll help you!" Zhunti Saint roared, and the power of the Seven Wonders Treasure Tree in his palm was further strengthened.Under the wonderful brilliance of rumbling.

Such a strengthened breath hit the black river of the black-robed Taoist once again.

No matter how powerful the black-robed Taoist's aura boosted his attack, he couldn't withstand this shock.Just listen to the crashing waves of light, sweeping in all directions.The river of the black-robed Taoist was literally torn apart by the Seven Wonders Treasure Tree, showing signs of collapse.

At the same time, there was a rampant aura falling on the body of the black-robed Taoist.

Even if the black-robed Taoist is a powerful saint, he couldn't bear such an impact. He let out a muffled grunt, and more surging life energy rushed out of this guy.

this moment!
The black-robed Taoist was seriously injured.

However, even so, this fellow smiled grimly like the black-robed monk who was escorting the saint, "I'm here today, you can't make it through!"

(End of this chapter)