It won''t take a moment.
Yang Jian, the Erlang God, followed Tang Seng and Tang Bohu to the territory of King Jinjiao and King Yinjiao. He towered in the clouds and opened his eyes to explore the situation. He found that pig Bajie had been stripped of his clothes by the monster and thrown into a steaming pot to cook!
Fortunately, the skin of Bajie is rough and the meat is thick. It can''t be cooked for a while. The more the water is boiled, the more the soup is. The compacted pig skin is very red.
After a few breaths.
Erlang God took back tianyantong and said with a smile, "elder Tang, I tell you a very unfortunate news. Your two disciples, Zhu Bajie, have been put into a hot pot by monsters."
Tang Monk''s eyes lit up and said excitedly, "have you opened your belly? How many legs did you remove? "
Erlang God: "
Shouldn''t serious people ask whether pig Bajie is dead or not?
Why, Tang Seng asks all sorts of questions. Does he really want Bajie to be ripped open and removed a few pig legs?
If Yang Jian had eaten braised elbows cooked by "Black Whirlwind Li Kui" and stuffed soup dumplings wrapped in pork, he would understand the Tang Monk''s mood at the moment!
Because Bajie is his disciple''s reason, Tang monk is sometimes greedy and wants to eat pork. He can''t open his mouth and let Bajie cut something to eat. But if Bajie is ripped open by a monster and several legs are removed, he can ask Wukong to send these parts to ice and snow for refrigeration under the pretext of waste utilization, and wait for godfather to come down and cook a big meal to improve the food for the big guy.
Erlang God hasn''t eaten, so he doesn''t understand.
He replied: "elder Tang, pig Bajie hasn''t been ripped, but when the water boils and the pig''s hair is scraped clean, it''s estimated that he will be ripped."
"I knew I wouldn''t be in such a hurry." Tang Monk whispered.
Erlang God: "(￣ ェ￣;)"
Tang Changlao, where did Bajie offend you?
Why do you think of bad things?
Tang Bohu said with a smile, "Erlang Zhenjun, shall we kill directly or go down and call the door?"
Erlang Shinto said, "call the door!"
The crowd pressed down the clouds and landed in front of the cave door.
Before they could speak, there was a monster guarding them and hurried back.
There''s no way. The three characters who want temperament, height and appearance fall from the sky. They know it''s hard to provoke at a glance. The little demon guarding the door dares to delay. When he runs back, he wants to have more legs.
"Your Majesty, it''s not good."
"The two monks who have just escaped moved to help the soldiers. There is a heavenly eye in front of their forehead. It may be Naro guanjiangkou''s Xiansheng Zhenjun."
The gatekeeper demon hurried into Donghui to report.
The king of golden horn and the king of silver horn, who are waiting to eat pork, look at each other. This script is wrong!
Tang Monk and others moved to save the soldiers. Shouldn''t they go to Tianting?
Why did you invite Erlang God?
This is not easy to provoke, and no one has discussed with Erlang God in advance. In case of a fight, Erlang God will kill their brothers as real monsters. Isn''t that very unjust?
"Second brother, what shall we do?" King Jinjiao inquired.
"Anyway, go out first."
The silver horn king can''t think of a good idea for a moment and a half. He can''t run out and deliver a message to Erlang God secretly. Hide aside and discuss the fight!
That''s too fake.
Take the baby and call the younger generation. The two brothers walked out with great voice.
The king of Golden Horn walked out of the cave with a step of refusing to recognize his relatives, and shouted to Erlang God Yang Jian, "who is coming? Report your name."
Yang Jian opened his eyes again, confirmed the identity of the two kings of gold and silver, and said, "I am Yang Jian, the real emperor of guanjiangkou Erlang."
King Jinjiao opened the purple gourd around his waist and shouted, "Yang Jian, I''ll call you. Do you dare to promise?"
“……”
Yang Jian, who had received the warning before coming, raised his mouth slightly and showed joking eyes.
King Jinjiao held it up for a long time, but he didn''t see Erlang''s God utter a word. He couldn''t help but put away his magic weapon and sacrifice the seven star sword: "you coward, don''t even dare to respond. I''m sure you don''t have any real skills. You want to get people from the king and have your spring and autumn dream!"
"OK, you have to fight to know."
Yang Jian smiled coldly.
"Hum ~ ~"
The Golden Horn King snorted, stepped on the seven stars, moved a few steps, crossed hundreds of meters, and appeared in front of Erlang God like lightning.
Zheng!
The Seven Star Sword Pierced the sky and made a harsh clang. The spirit of mourning shrouded Erlang God. The strong evil spirit made Tang Monk shiver.
Look at this posture.
King Jinjiao wants to try the level of Erlang God.
"A little skill."
Yang Jianyi was brave. When he hit back, he even gave a regular comment. The angry king of golden horn had itchy teeth and instinctively strengthened the offensive.
Unfortunately, although his ability is good, he is really nothing in front of Erlang God.
Between words.
Yang Jian took out the three pointed two edged sword, blocked the seven star sword with the barrel of the gun, and used his skillful strength to bounce the seven star sword back. When the king of Golden Horn stabilized the seven star sword, Erlang God had used a killing move to wipe out thousands of troops.
In the life and death crisis, the king of golden horn not only secretly complained, but also he was the burning boy in Lao Jun''s family! I have never had combat experience. When I fought with Tang Bohu before, I was suppressed by the other party''s martial arts. If the mana was not higher than the other party, I could even be easily stabbed to death by the other party.
At this moment, facing the God of war Yang Jian with high mana and rich combat experience, the king of golden horn has no ability to parry.
In a hurry, the king of Golden Horn could only touch the three pointed two-edged sword with the seven star sword.
Boom!
Under the overwhelming impact of Erlang God, the king of Golden Horn lost his move, catapulted upside down like a shell, and smashed heavily into the stone wall behind him, splashing flying earth all over the sky.
"Erlang God, how dare you beat my eldest brother! I, I, I call you, do you dare to promise? "
The silver horn king, who is deeply in love with the Golden Horn brothers, saw that the eldest brother was hit into the stone wall and didn''t know his life and death. His eyes were red. He wanted to copy weapons and rush up. He was afraid to follow in the footsteps of the eldest brother. He quickly thought that the function of the lanolin jade clean bottle was similar to that of the purple gold gourd, so he opened the bottle cap and shouted at Erlang God.
"Bang!"
Yang Jian, who had been on guard for a long time, did not pay any attention. He shouted at him with a gun. The silver horn King became the second shell and crashed deeply into the stone wall.
"Elder Tang, follow me into the cave to save people."
"Kill!"
Against the king of golden horn and the king of silver horn, Yang Jian still has some reservations. However, he is not polite to deal with the tangled demons. He dares to block the way and pick a bunch with one shot.
Tang monk is not soft.
These little demons, unlike the gold and silver boys, are very pure monsters. Allowing them to leave will only harm the people around them and can''t stay.
While Erlang God and Tang Monk save people.
Tang Bohu pulled the king of golden horn out of the stone wall, took the purple and gold gourd from each other''s waist, and poured out the monkey king.
Wukong glanced at the corpses of wild animals on the ground, smiled, waved the monkey''s claws and joked: "Bo Hu, my old sun is enjoying the cool in the gourd. How can you release my old sun so soon!