The night wind blew quietly across the desert. In the depths of the darkness, countless pairs of eyes seemed to peek at it. The purple golden spear slowly fell in the wind, and Sha Wujing's back slashed down like a blade.

With the wailing sound of the monkey, the night sky was broken, and his right arm was actually chopped down alive.

"General of the Divine Monkey!"

"monkey!"

The little girl was pale and pressed tightly behind Tang Sanzang. She looked at the millions of Sha Wujing coming. The little skylark seemed to be in shock. Then she flew towards the monkey desperately, and tears left a long trace in the air.

The monkey hurriedly turned around and smiled at the little Skylark, as if saying: "Don't come over."

With cold eyebrows, the monkey was covering his bloody arms and his body continued to grow bigger. In the blink of an eye, the giant ape, which was descending from above, raised its soles of the sky and stepped on it heavily. Countless sands were crushed to pieces. Seeing this, Sha Wujing raised his hands and gathered on his body. After a while, he also turned into a sand monkey, but his physique was twice as big as the white ape.

The two giant beasts collided in the desert and bit each other. However, the white ape that had lost its right arm was at a disadvantage. The disadvantage was revealed. The sand monkey jumped up, closed its hands, clamped its fingers tightly, raised it high, and hit it hard at the white ape's head. The white ape felt that the back of its head seemed to be hit by a mountain, and then fell heavily to the ground. At this time, the little skylark sobbed and begged: "Master Sanzang, you can't hold on if you save the monkey."

But the monkey stepped on her huge feet, covering all the moonlight, covering the white ape's head in the shadow. Only a tragic wail was heard, and the soles of her feet suddenly fell down, and the shaking earth was trampled one after another.

Sha Monkey laughed wildly and said, "Tang Sanzang, the next round

It's your turn."

Tang Sanzang smiled gently, and the white ape turned into a ball of ape hair and fell gently in the wind. He then stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky. The monkey suddenly looked up and looked at the thunder and lightning in the sky, showing a look of surprise. In the depths of the clouds, a purple light came from the sky, with thousands of thunder behind him, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Through the eyes of the monkey, he finally saw the guest outside the sky clearly. With rage, he roared in his mouth: "Demon-heart Demon Monkey, do you think these thunders can kill me?"

The sky was shaking and the earth was moving. I saw the purple gold spear turning into a thunder blade. There was no expression on his face. He had tried his best to do his best. Several pillars of fire suddenly soared into the sky under the feet of the monkey, meeting the sky thunder in the air.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..."

The heavy sky thunder and the blazing flames intertwined, "Tian Zhu" illuminated the entire night sky. The huge body of the sand monkey was pierced by the sky thunder in the flames, leaving millions of holes. With a loud bang, the purple gold spear turned into a sky-opening thunder blade and slashed straight down from the sand monkey's heavenly spirit, cutting the desert in half. Tang Sanzang looked at the huge heavenly chasm in front of him and said softly: "Is it over?"

The sand on the sand monkey slowly fell off and then fell to the endless black abyss. The monkey was also exhausted by the immortal arts and collapsed to the ground. Tang Sanzang hurried forward and helped him up and said, "We won."

The monkey smiled, but had no strength to respond, and just covered his broken arms and fell asleep quietly. Just as Tang Sanzang carried him on his back, the arrogant laughter sounded again, like a ghost complaining about the sky. I saw Sha Wujing's body piled up from thousands of dust and sand into a human form, shining with a bright red fierce light, and then a black shadow floated in the air. The white skull looked extremely terrifying. He provoked: "Shadows cannot be killed."

Tang Sanzang replied calmly: "It seems that this is your true face. If the parasitic body is too severely damaged, the shadow body will be revealed."

"Tang Sanzang, if you hand over such things, I can plead with the Dark Emperor and leave you with a complete body."

"Who is the Dark Emperor? Why do you want to serve him?"

"It was the Dark Emperor who created us. No matter the darkness of the world or the death of Tathagata, it is the masterpiece of the Dark Emperor."

"I, Tang Sanzang, have nothing to talk about with the demon."

After saying that, the ghost roared, and the skeleton's eyes were filled with red light. The shadow then stretched out its sharp claws and rushed in the night wind. Tang Sanzang's face darkened, his hand condensed his sword fingers, and walked forward for seven steps. The sword fingers in his hand swung with one step. In an instant, the strong wind gathered between his fingers, swaying heavily in the air, and the entire ground was trembling.

"Seven-rotating fingers!"

I saw a golden finger energy spiraling across the sky like a vortex. The moment I touched the shadow, it turned into thunder and exploded. The wind roared, and raised the white robes. Tang Sanzang watched the shadows dissipate in the wind, but his heart was filled with terror.

With a few long laughs, the dark shadow resurrected in the wind. Tang Sanzang looked shocked. The shadow was indeed immortal and killed. He was killed again. A trace of distraction. The shadow floated into the air, leaving several blood marks on Tang Sanzang's face.

The shadow slowly floated towards him, and the sharp laughter seemed to be lingering in the wind. However, the little girl in Ann suddenly stood in the middle of the way, and groaned, saying, "You skull, you always smile. Do you smile very well?"

"Little girl, aren't you afraid that I will eat you?"

The shadow roared angrily, then spread its sharp claws and grabbed Enen fiercely. Tang Sanzang pounced forward and fell to Enen to the ground. After rolling in the dust for several times, he avoided the sharp claws without any danger. The little girl stared at Tang Sanzang's arms with watery eyes and said shyly: "Master, why are your face green, purple, and a little red..."

Tang Sanzang helped Eun up, patted the sand on her body, then lowered his head shyly and smiled, "Because I am a monk."

Suddenly, the shadow threatened: "Tang Sanzang, I will give you one last chance to hand over that Western scripture and keep you safe."

But when Tang Sanzang looked coldly, he responded decisively: "What is the Western Classic? I have never heard of it."

In the blink of an eye, a black shadow covered the entire desert. Tang Sanzang gasped heavily, and even his footsteps were chaotic. Suddenly, countless ghost hands broke out from the ground and pulled Tang Sanzang's legs tightly. The little girl snuggled beside him, looking up at the sand wall climbing the moon from all directions. The weak bodies of the four people were the birds in the cage, which was a cage that could not be broken free.

The expression on Tang Sanzang's face seemed to be a little sarcastic. It seemed that he was laughing at himself. He could not complete the task entrusted by the Buddha. The little lark stayed quietly by the monkey, as if he had already put life and death out of it. The shadow's laughter did not stop, and he felt that the whole desert was sinking like a mud. The ghost hand suddenly exerted force and pulled more than half of the people into the sand. The shadow then spread out his five claws and slowly gathered to his palms. The four sand walls that were as high as the moon slowly closed like four petals, like a bud that was about to bloom, wrapping Tang Sanzang and his group.

Tang Sanzang felt cold in his heart. He had already given up struggling, but just smiled at the little girl. At least he had loved her...

Suddenly, a drizzle drizzled in the night sky, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thunder and lightning. The heavy rain hit, dispersing the evil spirit covered on the sand. The black shadow gradually faded away. The moonlight gently sprinkled on the little girl's face. The clear and moving eyes faintly shone blue light, like a blue water wave rippling in the aperture, while Tang Sanzang turned his gaze toward the air and said in astonishment: "Wujing, is it you?"

When the shadow floated in the air was still puzzled by the sudden rain, the sand under his feet slowly rose like smoke, condensed into a blue soul behind the shadow. The shadow only felt that the fire was burning on his back. He suddenly turned around and saw a blue light blooming in the night sky. In the blink of an eye, the dust subsided, and the desert returned to its former peace. The fine sand was like rain, falling gently, and there was still a close blue light in the air. Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment, and Sha Wujing's back appeared in his mind.

He whispered: "Wujing, I'm sorry, the master left you behind."

The cold wind whistled, and Wujing's back, which was gradually fading away, suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "Master, this is not your fault, it was me who asked you to leave."

As the blue light dissipated, silence and darkness enveloped the earth again, Tang Sanzang felt relieved and suddenly enlightened, and said softly: "Wujing, Master will not let you sacrifice in vain."

...

In a blink of an eye, Lingshan had become a scorched earth, and the black smoke floated in the air like an evil spirit. Countless shadows stood at the foot of the mountain and looked into the distance. A pair of skeleton golden coffins fell from the clouds, and the Dark Emperor and another mysterious shadow slowly walked towards him.

The golden coffin was covered with bloodshots, intertwined with the skull, which was extremely terrifying. The Dark Emperor raised a cold eyebrows and asked softly: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Another shadow sneered, looked at the Dark Emperor, shook his head slightly, and said, "For him, many people will die without hesitation."

The Dark Emperor was silent for a moment. Looking up, a long roar came from the golden coffin, like a dragon roar, shaking the nine heavens. The coffin slowly opened. The bats flying out of it formed blood mist in the sky, like thousands of locusts coming over the sky. A cold laugh came from beside the Dark Emperor, saying, "Xiao, we will see you again soon, hahahahahaha..."

In an instant, countless red bats flew to the world. Without the constraints of the sun, they were raging in the darkness. The fangs had already been aimed at the innocent creatures. The Dark Emperor closed his eyes and turned around and left, while the mysterious shadow was still in place, motionless, looking at the golden coffin.
Chapter completed!