Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

The net is set up on three sides, but only one side is open. This so-called way out cannot help but make people suspect that there are many ambushes. The other three sides are treacherous and dangerous in their own ways. Behind him, there is a fake Monkey King holding a sword and a fake Green Lion Demon holding a real golden hoop who may catch up at any time. At this moment, where can I find the real way out?

Dapeng was hesitant for a moment, but he knew he couldn't delay any longer, so he made up his mind and turned east.

Although the Chaos Heaven Ribbon was the personal magic weapon of Nezha, and Nezha was a well-known hot-tempered person, Dapeng was confident that he might be able to escape his attack at full speed. As long as he could get rid of Nezha before Wukong and the fake Green Lion Spirit caught up with him, wouldn't it be better to have the sea wide enough for fish to leap and the sky high enough for birds to fly? It was better than being caught and beaten to death with frozen hands and feet, or dying suddenly for various inexplicable reasons due to bad luck.

So he bumped into the Hun Tian Ling headfirst.

The red glow was like flames, bursting out in an instant and dyeing half the sky red.

On the other side of the Hun Tian Ling, Li Zhenying felt a huge force coming at her from a distance, and her hand that was pinching the magic formula trembled instantly. The little girl was competitive and didn't want to be seen as weak, so she clenched her teeth and stabilized her body, and her hands that were holding the magic formula did not move at all. However, she used too much force, and her fingers suddenly turned red like ruby.

Because of their mistake in dividing the luggage, Bajie and Sha Seng were severely punished by Wukong who came back with Wen Jiao. He ordered them to take good care of their master and Li Zhenying. If they lost a hair (especially Li Zhenying, after all, Xuanzang had no hair), they would be beaten with 100 sticks each.

After receiving this warning, Sha Seng was naturally cautious, and Bajie was even more afraid. He wished that his two eyes could be separated, one staring at his master and the other at Li Zhenying. He was afraid that if one of them made a mistake, he would call Wukong back to grab his ears and beat him into a pork pie. He had already left an unbreakable impression of him as the troublemaker in Wukong's mind. Even if Sha Seng was tied up with him, he would be the first to be beaten.

Therefore, Bajie and Sha Seng noticed Li Zhenying's abnormality at the first sight. Bajie hurriedly said, "Niece Zhenying, don't force yourself if you are tired. Let me and Brother Sha help you."

Although Li Zhenying was small, she had a stubborn personality. While trying to maintain the spell, she frowned tightly and asked, "Which one is your niece?"

Bajie flapped his ears and said, "That's why you don't know anything. I was the Marshal of the Heavenly Peng in my old days, and served in the same palace as your father, the Heavenly King Tota Li, and your third brother, Nezha, the Third Prince. Have you never heard of it?"

"No." Li Zhenying shook her head like a rattle.

Bajie couldn't believe it: "What did you say?"

Sha Monk said, "Second Brother, the Fourth Princess said that she has never heard of your great name from her father and brothers."

Bajie was greatly frustrated and was furious: "This Li Tianwang is so ignorant. After all, I drank with him a few times in the past. How can he mention me in front of his children without mentioning me?"

Monk Sha said: "If you are poor in a busy city, no one will care about you. If you are rich in a remote mountain area, you will have distant relatives. What else can you do?"

His tone was quite sour.

Although the three brothers were nominally reeducation-through-labor inmates in Heaven, who among the gods would dare not buy into Wukong's account? When it came to him and Bajie, who had talked and laughed with them in Heaven before, who would recognize him as the former Curtain-Pulling General now?

Li Zhenying could tell that what the two said were not good things, and her lips pouted: "Don't say bad things about my father and brother..." She had only said halfway when she felt the impact force from the other end of the Hun Tian Ling suddenly doubled. Under the violent shock, a little blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Bajie panicked immediately, and his unhappy thoughts were thrown out of his mind. He strode forward and was ready to transfer his magical power to her: "If my niece doesn't want to scream, then don't scream. Fourth Princess, I'm here to help you!"

The wall formed by the Hun Tian Ling was hit and had big bumps one after another. Li Zhenying's hands were shaking while she was making seals. She said angrily, "I don't need your help."

Bajie smiled and said, "Princess Zhenying, Aunt Zhenying, it is my fault for not being able to control my words and offending you. Just let me - and Junior Brother Sha - help you. We will make amends to you and treat you to candy later."

Before Li Zhenying could answer, Sha Seng asked in surprise, "Second Brother, where did you get the money to buy snacks? You don't want to take the fourth princess to the snack shop to beg for alms, do you?"

"What are you talking about!" Bajie jumped up and waved his sleeves like a palm leaf fan, "I am not stupid to take the fourth princess to beg for alms. I dared to do this, and Nezha dared to chop off my pig head the next step... In fact, I have saved some private money."

Sha Seng's expression understood. Li Zhenying couldn't help laughing while she was panting to maintain the Hun Tian Ling, "A monk actually saves his own money. Hehe! Shame on you!"

Bajie's face turned red: "I am just... frugal and thrifty."

At this time, Xuanzang, who was listening in, finally couldn't help but interrupt, "Bajie, Wujing, stop talking nonsense and help the Fourth Princess stabilize the Hun Tian Ling. Fourth Princess, my two disciples are talking nonsense. I apologize to you on their behalf. This Dapeng has done many evil things. If he gets away, who knows how many more evil things he will do. We should put the overall situation first and trap this evil head first."

As the youngest but most senior person in the field, if Xuanzang really spoke, Li Zhenying naturally had to give him some face. She immediately held back her laughter and nodded reluctantly to agree to help Bajie and Sha Seng.

Dapeng hit it with all his might, and he felt a bright red light flashing, which made his eyes red. His body sank slightly where it touched the Hun Tian Ling, and it felt soft and slippery, and he couldn't use any strength at all. His great strength was completely dissipated by the collapse of the Hun Tian Ling.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Dapeng shook his head, which was covered with red stars, regrouped, and let out a long and loud cry. He charged forward again with force. This time he slightly adjusted the angle and used his claws, which were sharp enough to split mountains and crack cliffs, to scratch hundreds of times in an instant.

The Hun Tian Ling instantly turned red, and his claws scratched countless deep and long scars. I don't know if it was because the magic weapon itself was injured, but the claw marks did not recover for a long time. But the Hun Tian Ling still stubbornly lay there, refusing to give in.

"If it can't even withstand the power of one of my claws, it seems that the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly is just in name only." Dapeng sneered in his heart. He was about to muster up his strength to hit it again and try to tear this useless Hun Tian Ling into pieces, but he heard a wrong sound from the wind behind him and subconsciously wanted to move to the side a hundred feet.

"Bang!" A red lion rushed over with its head, hitting Dapeng right where he had just been. The force was so great that lightning and thunder appeared in an instant.

Huo Ling'er ignored the dancing electric sparks around her and rubbed her somewhat stuffy head with her claws. She caught a glimpse of the vicious eyes of the big roc hovering a hundred feet away, and immediately perked up: "Yellow-haired bird, don't run if you have the guts, let's try again!"

Facing such an insignificant guardian beast, Dapeng thought he was quite brave. He flapped his wings and was about to teach this ignorant little lion a lesson when he heard a sharp shout from behind him. The fierce gale was like a tide pulled by a full moon, one wave higher than the other, but it could not suppress the might of the voice: "You flat-haired beast, take my stick!"