"Boom..."

A feeling of shaking the mountain came immediately, and the huge peak located in "Little Leiyin Temple" felt shaking.

what happened?

The Yellow-Brow King felt the increasingly violent shaking, and this thought arose in his heart.

The next moment, the entire giant peak seemed to shake. Two black shadows thousands of feet high suddenly appeared on the left and right sides of the Yellow-Browed King, and then jumped into the air, landing heavily on the open space next to the Little Leiyin Temple. The furry claws grabbed the mountain and stabilized their body.

"Bang!!"

"Ventile Great Saint" Macaque King!

"The Great Sage of the Gods" King Yu Shi!

The Huangmei King still knows these two great saints of the demon clan who reappeared in the Flame Mountain.

As these two ape-shaped demon saints stood beside the "Little Leiyin Temple", the huge size of a thousand feet looked down at the Little Leiyin Temple, just like a human race looking down at a delicate architectural model.

"Roar~~~"

Then, there was another violent lion roar. The "Great Saint of Moving Mountains" Lion Camel King suddenly jumped from the mountain and landed accurately on the spire of the giant peak. A yellow light appeared from it. The shaking giant peak inexplicably stabilized, and its somewhat disdainful voice rang out.

"His grandma, who piled up the hill? It's like a scum inside, and I almost knocked it down!"

The next moment, a figure that covered the sky and the sun swept past the sky, rolling up endless wind, leaving behind a sentence. "Okay, do your work..."

"Yes, this huge peak may not collapse!"

What followed the wind was a vast ocean above the sky, and the "Sea-covering Sage" Jiao Demon King who was swimming and moving towards the vast ocean spoke.

"snort!"

The Lion Camel King snorted coldly with some resentment, and then he fell down reluctantly. The earth-yellow light on his body merged into the huge peak.

With just a few breaths, this huge peak that seemed to be hovering on the edge of collapse at any time has completely stabilized, but the internal structure is still being optimized. The whole body gradually stands on the earth like a whole piece of gold and iron, soaring straight into the sky.

But I don’t know if it was influenced by the little resentment of the Lion Camel King, but it was originally in Tang Sanzang’s sight that was very much like a finger standing on the earth.

At this moment, the huge peak is constantly optimized and compressed as the internal structure is constantly optimized and adjusted, but it is becoming more and more similar. It can even be intuitively judged that the shape is like a human middle finger.

At the same time, the demon clans who followed the many demon saints were like black waves, each showing their magical powers to climb on this huge peak, galloping, hiding, and flying in the sky...

For a moment, when he noticed this scene, the brows of many powerful people frowned.

What does this demon clan mean?

More importantly, where are the people who come to the scriptures?

At this moment, the rising "light of the right way" slowly faded away at the foot of the Giant Peak Mountain, revealing the situation in the sight of many powerful people.

It's hard to calm down!

It's really hard to calm down!

The place where Maitreya Buddha died was uneasy, which shocked many powerful people and took it for granted.

but……

Many powerful men looked at the saint monk Tang Sanzang, who was carrying the pure white wings in one hand, and the white horses that tied their luggage tightly with a rope in the other hand, but their brows couldn't help but frown.

"The great catastrophe is fierce, and even Maitreya Buddha died here. However, as a saint monk Tang Sanzang, who is a disciple of the sutra, must not have problems, otherwise the great catastrophe will no longer be controlled, I am afraid it is..."

Just when many powerful people had their own judgments, the pure white wings behind their uneasy minds shook slightly, heading towards the "Little Leiyin Temple" with an unrivaled meteorite.

In a moment...

In just a moment, relying on pure white wings, Tang Sanzang wanted to climb the road for a week with his feet, and in an instant he was crossed by the inability to calm down.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a roar in the air, the uneasy mind turned from extreme movement to extreme static and steady above the Xiao Leiyin Temple.

Immediately, in front of the eyes of many powerful people, I relaxed my hands that grabbed the holy monk Tang Sanzang and Baima, and let them fall from the altitude of more than ten meters.

"Dong!"

"Ouch~"

Tang Sanzang, who fell heavily from more than ten meters above the sky, screamed in slightest, his face turned slightly white, and his brow suddenly frowned and he muttered to himself.

"Huh? Why doesn't it hurt?"

At this moment, a cry of pain came from Tang Sanzang.

“Ah~~~”

"Stinky monk, of course you don't feel pain. What hurts is that I am cushioning you. Hurry up and let me open it up."

It was not until this time that Tang Sanzang seemed to have reacted later, and quickly climbed up from the ground, folded his palms and bent down to the Yellow-browed King and said.

"Amitabha, you have sinned, this monster donor, are you okay?"

The Yellow-Browed King, who had been knocked into the ground by Supreme Treasure's golden cudgel, grinned in pain at this moment and said with difficulty.

"Do you think I look okay?"

Immediately, a few apologies appeared on Tang Sanzang's compassionate and peaceful face. He clasped his palms and bent down and wanted to pull the Yellow-browed King out of the ground, saying.

"Monster Donor, I will save you."

However, Tang Sanzang's palm just touched the arm of the Yellow-Browed King, and the Yellow-Browed King's facial features were all frowned and he said anxiously.

"Seng Tang, don't touch..."

Then, the Huangmei King took a few deep breaths and then said the second half. "Don't touch it, it's broken, you can't pull it."

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate, and the donor is now in need of help, how can I turn a blind eye to me?"

After a pause, Tang Sanzang gently comforted him. "Donor, be patient and wait for me to pull you out. I have been traveling west for many years. The journey is difficult, and it is inevitable that I will bump into it. I have long-term illness and become a doctor. I have a good medicine to treat bruises and injuries. The donor can rest assured."

At this moment, the Huangmei King, who had slightly relieved, glanced over Tang Sanzang who was staring at him with concern and compassion, and swept away elsewhere. He found that as Tang Sanzang cared about him so much, not only the rumored intention was uneasy, but also the many other demon saints, including Sun Wukong, also cast a playful look at him.

At this moment, the Huangmei King felt that he was about to cry and begged with a bitter face. "Saint Monk, I beg you not to worry about me, let me stay here, I need to be quiet now."

"This... can save a life than build a seven-level pagoda. Even if the donor is a demon, I can't stop saving you from death?" Tang Sanzang advised mercifully.

At this moment...

The Yellow-Browed King felt his heart roaring wildly.
Chapter completed!