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Zhunti sneered and said, "Tang Seng is proud enough to be able to hurt the two of us before he died."

He said: "Now that Tang Seng is dead, it is finally possible to restart the westward journey. This time, we must make good arrangements, and no disobedient people like Tang Seng will appear again."

Zhunti nodded: "Senior brother is very true."

The two of them were talking, and they were about to go back home and make arrangements carefully.

Suddenly, the fragments of the golden body in the sky and the earth seemed to have spirituality, and they all condensed in one place.

In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a golden body again.

It's just that he is obviously a thousand feet shorter than the previous ten thousand feet golden body, and his breath is much weaker.

"how is this possible!"

Both Jieyin and Zhunti looked at the revived Tang Seng in disbelief.

Obviously, the two of them felt confidently that Tang Seng's golden body was blown up, his body and spirit were completely destroyed, not even a trace of his soul was left.

Now it can be resurrected from the dead?

Tang Seng maintained a golden body of nine thousand feet, protecting several disciples from retreating, with a cold expression on his face.

These two saints, he is no match.

Not to mention two, I'm afraid only one will come, and Tang Seng has no power to fight back, only to be beaten.

But it's not enough to kill Tang Seng!

Because the method he practiced is called "The Immortal Golden Body"!

After he became a quasi-sage, the word "immortality" was truly manifested. wap.scjld.net

His soul and true spirit have already merged with the golden body. As long as the golden body and blood are not completely wiped out, Tang Seng can reorganize his physical body!

Of course, in the face of absolute power, such indestructible power still seems somewhat insufficient.

The two palms of Reception and Zhunti just now have already wiped out [-]% of his golden body.

After a few more times, Tang Seng couldn't hold on.

Jieyin and Zhunti also came to their senses at this time, this kind of method of resurrection from death is rare in the wild.

Zhunti smiled grimly and said: "You have some skills, I see how many times you can be resurrected!"

Speaking of pinching the true formula, Wan Dao Jinguang called Tang Seng.

Jie Yin's face was indifferent, and he directly cast the Dharma image. The treasure pestle, dharma sword, divine pillar, and spirit banner were all innate spiritual treasures. He held them in his hand and hit Tang Seng's golden body.

The two are now going all out, and Tang Seng can't even hold on to two moves.

Just at this moment, a five-color divine light flashed, taking away all the ten thousand golden lights in Zhunti.

On the other side, a simple and unpretentious stick directly knocked away all the spirit treasures in Jieyin's hand.

The faces of the lead and quasi-carrying tools changed drastically.

"Kong Xuan! It's you again!"

"Sun Wukong, you are sanctified!"

Kong Xuan smiled and said nothing, while Sun Wukong laughed and said: "Thanks to the great love of Master, who gave me a grandmist enlightenment fruit, my old grandson is now a Hunyuan Daluo!"

"Picking up the old man, bullying a quasi-sage is nothing, come and fight against my old grandson!"

Sun Wukong is holding a sky-breaking stick, his whole body is shaking, staring at Yingying and Zhunti, looking eager to try.

"Wukong, don't worry."

Another voice came from the side, but it was Master Tongtian walking out of the void, surrounded by the four swords of Zhu Xian.

"Yes, master." Sun Wukong still respected his master's master.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Xiao, holding the Hunyuan Golden Dou, straddled the phoenix and arrived on the Luan.

Beside him, a twelve-clawed golden dragon followed.

Chapter 393 Stepping on Spirit Mountain

The four Hunyuan of the Intercepting Sect, a twelve-clawed golden dragon came together, lined up, and surrounded the two sages of the Western Sect.

Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions turned extremely ugly, and they shouted in unison: "Tongtian, what do you want? Do you want to offend Master?"

The leader of Tongtian religion stood first, and said calmly: "If you have been hoping that Hongjun will come to rescue you, I am afraid that you will have no hope of leaving this place alive today."

Jie Yin gritted his teeth: "The Great Prosperity of the West is determined by Master. Tang Monk has repeatedly despised our Western Sect. We will take action against him, so what?"

Sun Wukong sneered and said: "It's nothing, if you want to kill Tang Seng, or Hongjun wants to kill him, that's your business! Now I cut off the teaching to protect Tang Seng, so what?"

Jieyin and Zhunti were speechless at Sun Wukong's words.

Kong Xuan said indifferently: "That's the reason. If Hongjun doesn't like our behavior, just make a move. If we are not opponents, naturally nothing will happen."

After saying this, everyone fell silent.

Everyone is waiting.

Now that there is such a big battle at the foot of Lingshan, Hongjun will not fail to pay attention.

Hongjun would not have failed to hear what Kong Xuan said just now.

But after a few breaths, the whole world was quiet.

Hongjun didn't show up.

Tianting, Haotian withdrew his gaze from the sky-peeping mirror, and smiled slightly: "The West has finished teaching, and the West is flourishing? It's just a joke."

In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun sighed: "Nowadays, the trend of cutting off education has become a reality, and even the teacher is unwilling to beat him directly."

In Wa's palace, Nuwa happily drank a large glass of fine wine, applauded and praised: "Good! You will die if you do too many unrighteous acts, and the Western religion should be crushed to death!"

In the underworld, Houtu frowned slightly: "You haven't shown up yet? Hongjun, what are you waiting for?"

In a gap in the void not far from Lingshan, Immortal Yang Mei was also watching a play with three apprentices: "Tsk tsk, there is not even a saint of heaven in this sect, they are all Hunyuan Daluo, Hongjun is still not jumping!" ?”

The forces from all sides praised or lamented, but no one was willing to get involved.

Jieyin and Zhunti waited and waited, but they still didn't see Hongjun showing up, and they were a little panicked.

"How is it possible? Master, is it true that he no longer cares about my Western religion?"

Jie Yin and Zhun Ti gritted their teeth.

"Brother, what should we do now?" Zhunti looked at Jieying.

Looking at the four Hunyuan and one golden dragon in front of him, a trace of fear flashed in Jieyin's eyes: "Let's go! Even if the two of us fight to the death, it will be meaningless. Instead, we will bury all our treasures here."

Although Zhunti was not reconciled, but he also knew that the introduction was right, so he could only bow his head.

Jieyin forced a smile, and looked at Master Tongtian: "Senior Brother Tongtian, I will not bother you about Tang Seng's matter, so let's go back to Mount Sumeru, how about it?"

Tong Tian and Kong Xuan looked at each other, and they were all moved.

If they can't do it, they still don't want to do it.

Among the few of them, only Yunxiao and Jinlong are higher in strength, and the remaining three have become Hunyuan Daluo not long after.

Although Tongtian has Su Mo's help and is already the third heaven of Hunyuan Daluo, it is still a bit low.

If you really want to kill Jieyin and Zhunti here, let's not talk about how much benefit you can get here, the two of them are saints of heaven, and they will be resurrected by Hongjun sooner or later.

Not cost-effective.

A few people from Tongtian quietly discussed through sound transmission, and only Sun Wukong was a little belligerent, and the others agreed to let Yingying and Zhunti go.

"Two junior brothers, let's go. If we stay in Mount Sumeru in peace, I won't be in any trouble if I stop teaching." Master Tongtian said lightly.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at each other, hiding the unwillingness and resentment in their eyes, and then left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, a sword light in the sky cut towards Yingying and Zhunti like a river of heaven.

Both of them died.

The reception was even hoarse: "Su Mo! This is Su Mo's sword light!"

In front of this sword light, both of them felt the threat of death.

The two of them couldn't care about anything else, and threw out all kinds of spiritual treasures and secret techniques at any cost, just hoping to block the terrifying golden light in front of them.

Under a single sword, the way of heaven retreats, and all magic is scattered!

Jieyin and Zhunti tried their best, but they still couldn't stop this terrifying sword light!

Jian Guang arrived in front of the two of them, submerging them like a river.

Tong Tian and the others all stepped aside, staring at the sword light in cold sweat.

If this sword goes down, Jieyin and Zhunti will be seriously injured if they don't die.

The sword light slowly dissipated, revealing the bewildered figures of Jieyin and Zhunti.

Eighty-nine out of ten of the spiritual treasures on the two of them had been destroyed, their cassocks were also torn, and there were countless wounds on their bodies, and they were seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Jieyin and Zhunti both looked terrified of the survivors after a catastrophe.

Tong Tian and the others also looked at them sympathetically.

These two are indeed a bit miserable.

Before Jieyin and Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief, an indifferent voice came from the void.

"roll!"

Jieyin and Zhunti trembled, did not dare to say a word, and fled away with their wounded body.

The whole prehistoric world, up and down, was frightened by Su Mo's sword.

Tong Tian laughed: "My disciple, I don't know if he has broken through again. The power of this sword is probably three points stronger than before."

Yun Xiao and the others also nodded.

Su Mo has already been the top figure in Hunyuan Daluo, how can he be three points stronger?

Who knows what kind of realm it is.

Everyone admired and envied.

The road is endless, who doesn't want to take a few more steps?

Tongtian and the others went to check on Tang Seng's injuries, but found that he had already recovered with his strong recovery ability, so they were relieved. www.scjld.net

Tang Seng clasped his palms together: "Thank you all saints for your help."

Tong Tian smiled and said: "It's okay, if I didn't come all the way without you, I wouldn't be able to use it. At least, you are much more pleasing to the eye than the monks in that temple."

Kong Xuan also smiled and said: "Tang Seng, Lei Yin is ahead of you. You have come all the way here just for this place. Go in now. I will not get involved, so as not to bully the small."

Tang Seng said repeatedly: "It should be like this!"

After thanking the people of Tongtian with three disciples, they went to Lingshan.

Seeing that Lingshan was right in front of him, Tang Seng no longer stepped on the void, but walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

Tang Seng's every step seems to be as heavy as Mount Tai. Under his feet, Lingshan shakes every step, and the gate of the mountain is not stable.

In Daleiyin Temple, Ran Deng's face was extremely ugly.

Even the two saints have been beaten away, so what can he do as a quasi-sage?

Scanning around the gods and Buddhas, he lit the lamp and said bitterly: "Everyone, now that Tang Monk is stepping on the Lingshan Mountain, he really doesn't care about my Western religion. Who will stop him?"

All the gods and Buddhas were silent.

Ran Deng sighed heavily.

Outside the Great Leiyin Temple, Tang Seng still stepped on the Lingshan Mountain step by step.

Stepping on Lingshan, no one dares to stop!

The mountain road in Lingshan has an end after all, and the four Tang monks, master and apprentice, finally came to the front of Daleiyin Temple.

Tang Seng looked at the majestic holy land in front of him, clasped his palms together, and his voice was like a bell.

"Poor monk Tang Sanzang, come to ask the Buddha!"