The lower realm, Jindou Mountain.

At this moment, this basin, which looks like a cube, is filled with the water of the sky.

Tang Sanzang retreated to the nearest mountain under the protection of Ao Yu, staring at the water of the Tianhe River that was churning behind, as if two prehistoric giant beasts were fighting under the water.

"Moo!!!"

Suddenly, a slightly mournful voice echoed in Jindou Mountain, and then slowly calmed down.

A golden armor figure slowly rose from the water of the Tianhe River, holding the Baoqin Golden Rake in one hand, and holding the Qingniu Jing's right foot with the other hand lifted it backwards.

Drops of heavy river water along the face of the golden armored war god, the corners of the clothes slowly slid down and dripped back into the water surface. It was a bit embarrassed, but it showed its majesty. Looking at Tang Sanzang on the top of the mountain, he felt emotion in his heart.

"Bajie from my monk's family didn't expect that he would be successful."

"when!"

As Bajie completely surfaced on the water, the Baoqin golden rake in his palm hit the water of Tianhe as hard as it hit the ground.

Tang Sanzang, from afar, seemed to see Zhu Bajie's mouth moving slightly, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Then, Zhu Bajie's hand turned his hand into the palm of his palm and pointed towards the direction where Sha Seng was.

Suddenly, the drop of water scattered with a heavy pound of water soared into the sky and walked towards the Sha Monk.

"Yujing Bottle!" Looking at Sha Seng who seemed to be stunned, Tang Sanzang immediately reminded him softly.

When Sha Seng heard this, he was shocked and quickly raised the mouth of the jade bottle in his hand and aimed it at the water of Tianhe that was rolling in the mat.

For a moment, it was like a river flowing into the sea, and the Tianhe water that almost flooded Jindou Mountain into a lake was poured into the Yujing bottle, without a drop left.

As the last drop of Tianhe water poured into the Yujing Bottle, Sha Monk quickly kept the Yujing Bottle flat and carefully held it in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, Tang Sanzang seemed to remember something and asked. "Disciple, the Red Boy donor is still in the jade bottle, no."

"Don't worry, Master"

Sha Seng was quite clear about this and explained. "The mustard seed space is hidden in this jade bottle. The place where the donor of Red Boy is not connected to the place where the water of Tianhe is full of the sky, so there is no need to worry."

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly. Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a golden light flashing in the direction of Bajie from the corner of his eyes.

In an instant, as Tang Sanzang's eyes turned slightly, time seemed to slow down a lot.

An object that looked like a bracelet was thrown from the dying green bull spirit toward his back and forth his Bajie's forehead. The light was faint, but its momentum was extremely amazing, so an extremely unfair feeling rose from Tang Sanzang's spiritual platform.

Bajie will die

If he was hit by this bracelet, Bajie would probably die on the spot.

Such a judgment appeared in Tang Sanzang's consciousness inexplicably, and his body also moved at the same time.

"boom!"

Sha Seng only felt his eyes blurry, and the master with a compassionate and peaceful expression in front of him disappeared. Only a roar like the sky collapsed echoed in his ears. The mountain he stepped on seemed to collapse in an instant, and suddenly lost his place to fall down.

However, from Zhu Bajie's vision, it was a moment of kung fu. It turned out that the hill where the master stood collapsed in an instant, as if it was instantly smashed by some terrible existence.

"division"

Just as Zhu Bajie's heart tightened and he wanted to shout, a sense of crisis that arises from the Spirit of Taichung suddenly arose, so that Zhu Bajie instinctively lowered his head to look at the Green Bull Spirit.

As I saw a golden bracelet with an extremely familiar look came towards me.

"Vajra Carving?!!"

Zhu Bajie couldn't recognize the green bull spirit hidden deep in the Tushita Palace and always moved with the true form of the green bull. However, this was often carried by the Taishang Laojun, and Zhu Bajie used the magic weapon used by Monkey Brother who used to sneak attack the battle with Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. However, Zhu Bajie instantly recognized it.

However, even though the treasure golden rake in Zhu Bajie's hand moved quickly towards the Vajra carving with his thoughts, it was too late.

"when!"

A heavy knock suddenly sounded!

Just like the monkey in his peak state who was under the attack of the Vajra, he lost his combat ability on the spot, his soul was shocked, and his magic power was scattered.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie Tianling, who was "Master of the Tianpeng Zhenjun", was hit by this blow and was instantly dispersed with his magical power of "mediating fortune", and returned to his original appearance from the Golden Armored War God state, and fell softly to the ground.

The Vajra Carving stayed slightly in the air. With the pressure of the infinite water of the Tianhe River, the green bull spirit, whose internal organs were almost broken, waved his palm, and the Vajra Carving fell to Zhu Bajie again.

Just now, Zhu Bajie's attitude of "The Four Saints of the Arctic Tianpeng Zhenjun" was restored, and he barely suffered this inconspicuous knock on the diamond carving. Now that he fell down like this, Zhu Bajie's eyes as big as a mung bean were subconsciously widening, and he realized that he would definitely die.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie was not like in previous lives. Before his death, he was filled with regret and sorrow that "there has been no longer affinity since ancient times, and this hatred will last forever". Instead, he was a little concerned about the safety of his master, and couldn't help but complain about the monkey in his heart.

"I killed that day, Bimawen, who suffered from plague, was not here when your grandpa pig needed you."

"Whether, I don't have the same knowledge as such a small Bimawen."

At the end, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but murmur the second half of the sentence.

However, as the half of the words were spoken out, Zhu Bajie's eyes blurred, but he felt a white shadow appear in front of him, blocking the Diamond Charm.

When he saw the familiar and bright back of his head, Zhu Bajie's mind, which was a little confused by the knock, suddenly woke up and exclaimed.

“Master?!”

"bite!"

Just in Zhu Bajie's slightly contracted eyes, the Vajra hit Tang Sanzang's forehead with a crisp impact echoing in Jindou Mountain.

And Tang Sanzang fell straight backwards in the cracks of Zhu Bajie's eyes and slowly fell into his arms.

“Master??!!”

Amid Zhu Bajie's incredible and extremely sad and angry scream, a voice filled with extreme anger and despair suddenly rang out from the sky.

"No!!!!"

"Roar ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The roar and roar were like a beast struggling in the abyss of despair.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!