Chapter 885 Tang San’s Burial: Monkey, bury your master!

"Hey, be brave, grunt, grunt..."

Carrying a nine-ringed tin staff, he went into the third burial of Yingchoujian and saw the 'big white snake' below that had been hit by a stone and was staring at him with eyes as big as two heads, coldly staring at him.

And because it was in the water, the hair on its head floated with the water, and the two antlers like antlers were accidentally exposed——

San Zang suddenly felt,

My legs were so stimulated by the cold here that they began to cramp!

I couldn't help but be surprised——

Buddha fuck,

This damn isn't a snake demon, this is a fucking dragon, it's actually a dragon!

Gan,

You damn monkey didn’t tell me earlier!

Thinking of this,

Sanzang's eyes widened, his pupils shrank, his brocade cassock shook, he suddenly waved the nine-ringed tin staff in his hand, and swung it upward fiercely——

Whoosh!

San Buran, who had just sunk four to five feet, was shot towards the water like a torpedo by the inertia brought by the tin staff!

at the same time,

The little white dragon was a little annoyed after being hit by a stone. A cold light flashed in his eyes. The moment his temper broke out, he opened his mouth wide and exposed his sharp fangs with a cold light——

"hold head high!!!"

An earth-shattering dragon roar was instantly heard from the bottom of the Yingchou Stream, turning into tangible sound waves that spread in all directions.

And under the impact of that huge sound wave, the stagnant cold pool in Yingchou Stream turned into boiling water in an instant.

Boom boom boom...

Several explosions sounded in succession, stretching for who knows how many miles and how deep into the cold pool, and countless large water pillars several feet thick suddenly exploded.

at the same time,

San Zang, who had just reached the surface of the water, before he could catch his breath, suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind.

As strong as a bull,

The water column is like a horn!

What a coincidence, it stabbed San Zang in the center of San Zang's buttocks. Hearing a bang, San Zang's heart sank to the bottom.

In that short moment, half of his body lost consciousness, he forgot to breathe, and his brain fell into a blank——

now,

San Zang, whose facial features were extremely distorted and whose mouth was so wide that it took up half of his pale, paper-like face, was sitting on the most rapid water column.

Rushing towards the sky like a cannonball!

now,

He forgot to breathe, he forgot to shout, he forgot everything. The only thing floating in his consciousness was two words——

Butt hurts!

And at this time,

The monkey, who was holding Xiangyun in the air and waiting for San Zang to call for help, grinned widely when he saw San Zan rushing towards him.

Appeared in front of him in a swish!

The little feet just tap lightly,

boom!

The water column, which had already reached a height of hundreds of feet, seemed to be bombarded by an invisible force. It collapsed on the spot and turned into a flat water curtain visible to the naked eye.

At a faster speed than when it came, it fell hard towards the water surface under Yingchou Stream!

Immediately afterwards,

There was a loud bang,

As the parallel water surface fell, the already turbulent water pool at the bottom of Yingchou Stream suddenly shook with a 'dong' sound.

A tangible shock wave appeared from the pool at the monkey's feet, and a thirty-foot-wide depression appeared in the pool at the monkey's feet.

Like half of a huge golden bowl, the whole thing was dented!

The central depression is even more than three feet deep!

same,

The huge force carried by the monkey's kick also kicked the little white dragon back hard as it was about to charge forward.

under the water,

The little white dragon seemed to have been beaten upright by Zijin. His body of more than ten feet was shaken, his head tilted, and he spat out a mouthful of dragon blood.

Like being shot out→_→

The thick and ferocious dragon head shook its head, but with an unstoppable and destructive and arrogant attitude, it arbitrarily tore open the ice-cold pool,

so fast,

All brought out a bunch of messy white shadows,

fiercely,

It shoots towards the narrow Yingchou Stream - the deepest part!

call!

After a while,

Everyone above and below fell into the 'calm' brought about by the aftermath of the fierce battle!

…

"Monkey, monkey, find a place with beautiful scenery and bury my master. By the way, after you bury me as your master, remember to go back to the Tang Dynasty and tell the king of Tang personally that the poor monk was killed by a monster!"

After a while,

Above the eagle's melancholy stream,

The pale-faced San Buran was lying in the arms of the monkey, speaking his last words in a painful voice, which made the monkey confused.

When San Zang finished speaking, the monkey said in confusion: "Master, what nonsense are you talking about? Why can't I, Sun, understand?"

"Can't understand?"

Sanzianqi raised his sword eyebrows, suddenly raised his legs, pointed at it but looked at the monkey beside him, and shouted angrily:

"My master's legs and half of his body were beaten to pieces by that beast, and you actually say you don't understand?"

Sun Wukong:???

The monkey looked at San Zang's legs, then looked at his serious expression, and couldn't say a word for a while!

After five breaths,

San Zan's angry expression suddenly turned into one of astonishment. He turned his head and looked at his legs, then blinked at the monkey.

He said in confusion: "Why can't I feel my legs? Let alone my legs, why can't I feel anything below my belly button?"

"I don't know..."

As soon as the monkey on the side said two words, he saw San Zang's face turn yellow and white, his eyes widened suddenly, and a huge amount of cold sweat broke out from his forehead instantly.

The next second,

San Buran, who was lying there, let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, covered his big buttocks, and rolled on the ground while wailing.

Xiao Bailong's blow before did indeed hit the third burial.

But don’t forget,

Third Burial was wearing a brocade cassock given by Duobao, which was a defensive treasure, which meant that as long as he wore the cassock, ordinary demons could not kill him.

But if you can’t kill me, you can’t kill me.

The pain that should be there will not be reduced too much!

Moreover, Xiao Bailong's blow also hit the weak point of Sanzang's life gate...

Half a day later,

Night falls!

San Buran was lying on the stone, looking at the monkey in front of him who was pretending to be serious, but the corner of his mouth was twitching, and was warming himself by the fire. A trace of anger appeared on his pale face.

Subsequently,
To be continued...