Chapter 201 The Dark Old Five

Chapter 201 The shady Lao Wu

It's better that the blood-haired man Styx didn't speak.

This opening almost caused Yang Jian and Sun Wukong, who were preparing to make a big move, to break their defense on the spot.

Damn, this is a pot that I don’t want to open and lift!

Sun Wukong no longer wants to clean up the remnants of Luohan Temple.

All he wanted was to give Styx a stick on the head.

Damn, can you speak?

Just like his master's apprentice Zhao Qinglong.

One remembered Fairy Zixia, and the other remembered Bi Mawen.

The same goes for Yang Jian next to him. Can labor and management be called being demoted? It’s obvious that labor and management don’t want to work anymore, okay?

The two of them glared at each other so furiously that some of the monks from Luohan Temple fled out.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, but the old man was still as arrogant as before.

Often words spoken casually can make people choke to death.

"Three Eyes, I leave this to you, and leave the rest to me."

Sun Wukong said something to Yang Jian, then rose into the sky and chased him out.

And Yang Jian also snorted coldly, ignored him, picked up the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand and rushed over.

Now, Styx is left with a confused face.

"Master, did I say something wrong just now?"

Hearing what Styx said, Ye Fan rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Be a human being. If we weren't here, I'm afraid they would have beaten you long ago."

High in the sky.

Several monks rushed out shouting, looking terrified.

The host is dead and they can only run away now.

It should be noted that the host is such a powerful man, even he is not the opponent of the magician.

These little minions are even more irresistible.

Rather than stay in the temple and wait for death, it would be better to take the opportunity to escape.

The evil spirits have invaded the pure land of the Western Region, and they want to spread the news of the evil invasion.

"Where to go!"

At this time, a loud shout came from behind them, and golden light swept over them, carrying a supreme and domineering aura.

"Hurry up, the devil's subordinates are chasing you!"

Seeing Sun Wukong chasing after them, several monks gritted their teeth and used the blood escape technique.

"Want to run?"

Sun Wukong stepped out in one step, stepping on the void.

Several monks burned their essence and blood at this time, and used the speed of blood escape to escape crazily.

Then Sun Wukong was not afraid either.

He has the vertical golden light taught to him by Ye Fan, and his speed has already exceeded a limit.

If only a few low-level monks in the realm of venerables could escape under his nose.

Then he can find a piece of tofu and kill him.

What is hateful is that those monks used their escape skills to escape and at the same time, they also split into countless incarnations.

Fleeing towards different locations, for a moment it was difficult to tell which one was the real one.

Sun Wukong activated his fiery eyes and golden eyes, and the divine light bloomed in his eyes, illuminating the universe.

"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing!"

Sun Wukong plucked a monkey hair from his body, put it in the front and blew it like this.

In an instant, countless clones appeared around Sun Wukong.

Each one is wearing golden armor and holding a golden hoop in hand.

Just when he was about to catch up.

Suddenly the world dimmed.

A huge palm fell from the sky, and in the palm, a huge "swastika" appeared.

But there wasn’t the kind of compassionate chanting just now.

All that is left is the overbearing intention of being the only one in heaven and on earth!

"Huh? Are there any helpers?"

Sun Wukong's eyes flickered, he just hadn't had enough of fighting yet.

Now there is another bald donkey practicing in the world of Buddha's Palm?

Then, what Sun Wukong didn't expect was that the world in his palm was not directed towards him.

Instead, he aimed at the fleeing monks.

"Swish swish!"

Golden light flashed in the huge palm, and golden rays of light rose into the sky.

Shooting in different directions.

In the blink of an eye, countless monks were pulled back by the golden light and imprisoned in the huge palm.

"Who is coming?"

Sun Wukong is holding a golden hoop, hunting with a red cloak behind his back, and under the purple gold crown with phoenix wings, his bright eyes are looking towards the sky.

The next moment, the Buddha's palm disappeared, and only a young monk in gray cassock fell from the sky.

"Another monk. I hate monks the most." Sun Wukong said with disdain.

"This monkey donor, I am not a monk. I dress like this just for practice." The young monk said with a smile.

Sun Wukong felt that the young monk's temperament seemed familiar, so he asked, "What's your name?"

"My lord, Jin Chanzi!" the young monk replied.

puff!

Hearing what the young monk said, Sun Wukong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Is your name really Jin Chanzi?" Sun Wukong asked doubtfully.

"As a monk, if you don't tell lies, my name is Jin Chanzi."

"My master gave me this name. Master said it was a well-known name in his previous life."

Jin Chanzi said this.

Sure enough, after hearing Jin Chanzi's words, Sun Wukong finally knew what this familiar feeling was about.

The co-author is the master's disciple, no wonder he is exactly the same as the master.

Is this the disciple Jin Chanzi that the master has taken in here?

Now Sun Wukong has ten thousand mmp in his heart, and he doesn't know whether to talk about it or not.

"This monkey benefactor" Jin Chanzi was about to ask.

"What monkey benefactor?" Before Jin Chanzi could speak, Sun Wukong interrupted, "My name is Sun Wukong."

Jin Chanzi called out in a low voice, "Sun Wukong? Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong?"

Sun Wukong felt that it sounded much better when he heard this.

Although compared to the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Fighting Buddha is a little bit worse.

But compared to Bi Ma Wen, Fighting Buddha is also good.

"It's me, Old Sun. I didn't expect you to know Fighting Buddha?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

Jin Chanzi nodded and said, "I heard from my master in the past that although Sun Wukong was finally named Fighting Buddha by Buddhism, he was just a chess piece of Buddhism."

"By the way, Fighting Buddha, were you suppressed by Tathagata before?"

Sun Wukong, ""

Master, have you told every disciple about my dark history!

At this moment, Sun Wukong felt a little regretful.

If he had known earlier, he would not have come to this world. He thought he could show off his power here.

Unexpectedly, people would expose his dark history everywhere.

What the hell, can he stay in this land of gods and demons?

The battle in Luohan Temple was over.

With Yang Jian taking action, Ye Fan didn't need to do anything at all, and it would be solved in minutes.

"Master, except for the one who just escaped, all the monks in Luohan Temple are here."

Yang Jian bowed to Ye Fan and said.

Ye Fan nodded and ignored it.

The abbot of Luohan Temple was dead, and these were just minions.

If he wasn't worried that the remaining monks would escape and attract the strong men in the center.

Ye Fan had no interest in taking action against them at all.

Ye Fan didn't care about these, and looked at his fifth disciple Minghe with a little gentleness in his eyes.