Chapter 683 (2/2)
The swordsman who stepped in looked at the familiar pictures around him. It was the first time he came. The big beard in the middle was drinking wine.
”Yo, kid Ji, do you want a bite?”
The swordsman quietly took the wine gourd in the other party's hand and gently shook it: ”thank you for letting me see my good friend again.”
”Huh?”
Beard frowned. He didn't know what the swordsman was saying: ”what do you mean? What are you talking about, Ji boy?”
The swordsman's eyes narrowed and the sword power in his body swung slightly. The wine gourd in his hand suddenly broke. In the roar, the wine in the gourd poured into the sharp sword and shot away at the beard in front of him: ”Oh, what I think most is the one that haunts me, not the beard. Ghost king, your abacus is wrong.”
At the moment of dreaming, the swordsman who had known something about the ghost King certainly wouldn't fall into the trap. At that moment, the appearance of lanruo temple came to mind.
”Whew”
The water sword flew, and the beard fled in a hurry. However, with the sword's ability, he beat the other party through with one breath.
Looking at the big beard turned into smoke, the world in front of me was like a mirror. Cracks appeared in front of me and broke in a moment.
Breaking the mirror world, the swordsman stood in a gloomy hall. The walker beside him was closing his eyes: ”monkey, wake up, wake up.”
At this time, Monkey King, who was playing with a group of monkeys in Huaguo Mountain, frowned. Looking at the sky, it seemed that a voice kept coming: ”monkey, wake up.”
”Huh?”
The monkey king gave a deep doubt, and his eyes flashed a light of fire. What he saw in his eyes was a large black fog. His monkeys and grandchildren were just composed of black Qi.
”Damn it, I almost found it. Break it for my old sun.”
With a roar, the golden cudgel in Sun Wukong's hand fell, and WAN Jun's force roared out.
”Wipe click”
The dream was broken. In the gloomy hall, Monkey King opened his eyes and looked at the sword beside him. He couldn't help saying, ”thank you. I almost fell in.”
The swordsman shook his head and looked at the pig Bajie tied by the cross in the middle of the hall: ”the old pig found it, but why didn't you see the ghost king.”
On the other hand, the ghost king did not know that his dream was broken by the sword and the monkey king. At the moment, he was in the dream of Tang Sanzang.
Soon after the swordsman and the monkey king entered their dreams, Tang Sanzang recited scriptures. He didn't know why he felt so tired. A stunned God unexpectedly found that he came to Lingshan. Not far from his eyes was the Buddha he worshipped.
”Amitabha, disciple Tang Sanzang paid a visit to the Buddha Buddha.”
The Tathagata Buddha smiled: ”Sanzang has made meritorious contributions to learning sutras. From today on, you are in place. I hope you can practice and do not neglect.”
With joy in his heart, Tang Sanzang knelt down directly in front of the Buddha: ”disciple, take your orders.”
The Buddha came up with a smile and looked at Tang Sanzang who was close at hand and grabbed him. The next moment, he laughed wildly: ”ha ha, the man who took the Sutra caught him.”
As soon as Tang Sanzang's face changed, there was no Lingshan Buddha in front of him. At the moment, there was a green faced and fanged ghost king in front of me.
”You are the ghost king.”
The ghost King frowned: ”I prefer others to call me a dreamer. Don't talk nonsense. You'd better go back with me. I'll eat your meat.”
As soon as he finished, he grabbed Tang Sanzang and jumped into the void and disappeared.
At this time, in the dark hall, the swordsman and the monkey king frowned, looked at each other, and ran directly to the corner. In an instant, a dark shadow flew in with Tang Sanzang.
”Go up to the king.”
The dream devil laughed, looked at the tied pig Bajie, directly threw Tang Sanzang up, and a rope flew out to drop Tang Sanzang in the air.
”Hmm? No, my dream space is broken.”
At this time, a silent sword gas burst from behind. The dreamer's face changed. He avoided the key points of his body between lightning and flint, and his shoulder was directly pierced by the sword gas: ”who?”
He was greeted by a shining iron rod: ”eat my old sun's stick.”
The dream devil's heart sank, the dream space was broken, and the other party had entered his palace. At the moment, it was too late to hide from the big stick. The other party raised his hand, gritted his teeth and directly raised his hand to meet him.
”Wipe click”
”Ah”
The bone of his hand was broken. The dream devil was directly knocked out by the monkey king. The moment he flew upside down, there was a cold breath behind him. A sword breath broke through the air. In a moment, one leg was cut off directly.
The swordsman stepped out: ”old ghost, even we dare to rob. You don't want to live.”
When the dream devil saw the sneak attacker coming out, his body slowly retreated, and his eyes flashed a gloomy color: ”you can break my dream space.”
With a cold hum, Sun Wukong went directly to the center to save Zhu Bajie and Tang Sanzang. He turned and looked at the golden cudgel swing in the mengmo's hand. ”Go to hell and repent for old sun.”
The dreamer's face changed: ”the dream is my world. It's too early for you to kill.”
With a light hum, I didn't see any action of the dream devil. In the blink of an eye, Ji Chen and Sun Wukong were directly thrown out of the dream.
The people who opened their eyes frowned: ”can he manipulate the dream to throw us out?”