Journey to the West: Tang Sanzang was caught at the beginning

"Cough cough!"

There seems to be no end to the mighty power.

A dark and deep fog gushed out from the Mieshi Sword!

After a while, the entire Ruyi Golden Bowl was covered.

The fierce aura originating from the ancient prehistoric era.

It's like weaving a quilt.

The momentum traverses like a rainbow.

There was no pause.

The Ruyi Golden Bowl trembled violently again, and the disordered breath swayed endlessly.

No matter how Venerable Maitreya exerts power.

Neither has any effect.

Even this powerful offensive.

It was able to be passed on to Maitreya himself through the wish-fulfilling golden bowl.

make it affected.

His newly rosy complexion turned miserable and pale again.

The two pupils shrank tightly together.

A heavy and strong sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart.

It made him feel heartbroken.

As the so-called one-shot, and then decline, three and exhausted.

The current Venerable Maitreya.

There is no longer any prestige and momentum to speak of.

His fighting power is like pouring water, gone forever.

He could only mobilize the spiritual power and spells in his whole body, struggling to resist Chu Ming's fierce attack!

And Chu Ming.

With a calm and relaxed look on his face.

It seems to be the invincible and invincible spear of God!

Playing with Venerable Maitreya!
suddenly!

"Boom -" a loud noise.

The fierce light of the World Extinguishing Sword.

It seems to have turned into a pitch-black dragon that is galloping and galloping.

The Mieshi sword was unsheathed, and Venerable Maitreya cried bitterly.

The pitch-black dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, releasing an extremely powerful and fierce aura!

With an unstoppable momentum, he rushed towards Ruyi Jinbo.

moment.

The Ruyi Golden Bowl's light was dimmed, and it turned into a piece of dull and discarded copper and iron, which quickly fell towards the bottom.

"what?"

Looking at the dull golden bowl that has been abandoned and tattered.

Venerable Maitreya's face was full of disbelief.

He opened his eyes wide, stared at Chu Ming full of surprise, shook his head crazily, and shouted hysterically: "How is it possible, this is an innate spirit treasure!"

The sharp voice resounded between heaven and earth.

Very harsh.

However, Chu Ming seemed to have never heard of it.

He smiled coldly and said, "Her Majesty Maitreya, what else do you have to say? Say it quickly, so that I can send you on your way as soon as possible!"

"No!"

Venerable Maitreya laughed back in anger.

On the brink of death.

The strong desire to survive made Venerable Maitreya a little crazy!
He waved his hand violently.

Suddenly, an old man with a terrifying face appeared in front of him.

Just now.

Venerable Maitreya suddenly showed a smile!
The huge boulder hanging in his heart fell down briefly: "King Huangmei, Master can't hold it anymore, you can push it up!"

While thinking about it, he turned into a golden light, and hurriedly ran towards the depths of Daleiyin Temple!
Chu Ming looked at the back of Venerable Maitreya running away.

Sneered and said: "Hmph, I will let you live a little longer!"

After all, he looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wrinkled skin, covered in long robes, and wearing a high crown on his head!
"Where is the master?"

He doesn't seem to have recovered yet.

He turned his head and looked around, as if looking for Venerable Maitreya.

"Are you looking for Venerable Maitreya?"

Chu Ming laughed long and loudly: "He was almost beaten away by the arrester, and now you will be sent to die instead of him! But don't worry, I won't let him succeed. After I kill you, I will kill him too!"

Hear Chu Ming's words.

The old man in front of him suddenly yelled angrily: "Who are you? You dare to insult the master without shame? You want to kill me, it's just a dream!"

The voice did not fall.

He waved his hand.

The chime hammer in his hand instantly turned into a sharp and short mace!
He stared at Chu Ming angrily.

Chu Ming saw the mace in his hand and the race bag tied around his waist!

Instantly guessed his true identity.

A boy next to Venerable Maitreya, Venerable Donglai.

On the Liangjie Road of Journey to the West, it is called "The King of Yellow Eyebrows".

Chu Ming's face was full of disdain, and he didn't even pay attention to the king with yellow eyebrows.

Although the king with yellow eyebrows has the cultivation base of the peak realm of Daluo Jinxian!
Not too weak either.

But with his master Maitreya's quasi-sage super realm.

They were all beaten by Chu Ming and fled in embarrassment.

What kind of troubles can he stir up as a little boy apprentice?
But well.
Chu Ming looked at the race bag tied around the waist of King Huangmei, but he was very excited and excited!

Although his strength is already extremely high.

But as a treasure hunter, you still have to search for all kinds of magic weapons in the world.

The ethnographic bag is the spiritual treasure of Western religion.

Chu Ming couldn't miss it.

He tightly held the ancient world-destroying fierce sword in his hand.

Just wave.

The fierce aura that pierced the sky and covered the earth condensed into a ball.

Like a thick air wave, it rushed towards the king with yellow eyebrows in an instant.

Although the Yellow-browed King sensed a violent and turbulent evil spirit rising in front of him!

But he is arrogant.

But he didn't pay attention to him at all.

Waving the mace in his hand.

Struggle against the past.

Accompanied by "Boom—" there was a loud bang.

The Yellow-Browed King is like a pebble blown by a strong wind.

Instantly swept into the air.

He fell violently and heavily to the ground.

The powerful attack instantly shook the Yellow Browed King's internal organs.

Couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He only saw the mace in his hand, which was knocked crookedly.

It is becoming a phantom shadow, which seems to be about to disappear.

He had an unbelievable look on his face.

Raising his head, he saw Chu Ming looking at him mockingly.

You must know that the Ruyi golden bowl in the hands of Venerable Maitreya is an innate spiritual treasure, and there is no way to resist Chu Ming's attack!

The strength of this mace.

Compared with Ruyi Golden Bowl.

But the world is different.

It is even more vulnerable.

Chu Ming raised his footsteps, and with a cold and deep sense of compulsion, he slowly walked towards the king with yellow eyebrows!

The Yellow-Browed King panicked.

The severe pain made him unable to stand up.

He didn't care about the severe pain on his body at this moment.

He stretched out his hand and yanked at his waist.

He immediately held the race bag in his hand.

He smiled triumphantly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Human race bag!"

You must know that the race bag has extremely extraordinary divine power!
Everything is contained between heaven and earth.

The Yellow-browed King logically believed that the human race bag could also absorb Chu Ming and the weird and fierce sword in his hand!

That's why we dare to be confident!
moment
The race bag is suspended in mid-air.

It expands at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The huge opening suddenly released a raging and violent gust of wind, and a strong and majestic suction force was doing its best.

He wanted to suck Chu Ming into him.

Chu Ming knew that the race bag in Journey to the West did have extremely powerful power and efficacy.

But he believed that nothing could be invincible.

In the parallel world.

If there is an invincible existence, there is only Chu Ming.

Sure enough, although the race bag had caused great resistance to Chu Ming, it seemed that he was struggling to tear and drag Chu Ming into the race bag.

But Chu Ming himself exuded a vigorous and vigorous force!

Let him get off the table safely, as stable as Mount Tai.

anyway.

The race bag still couldn't completely suck Chu Ming in.