Chaos Spirit Field

Having said that, Tianpeng, Yuan Hong and Juanlian galloped all the way and soon arrived outside the Qingniu Cave.

At this time, the Green Bull Demon was slowly walking out of the cave. Seeing that there were only three of them, he couldn't help but sneered, "Huh! Only you three little idiots are here. Why isn't Xuanzang here?"

Tianpeng's eyes widened with anger when he heard this, and he cursed loudly, "Green Bull Demon, aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away? If my master came, wouldn't you be scared to death?"

The Green Bull Demon, however, showed disdain and sneered, "Tian Peng, even if the Great Master Xuandu saw me, he wouldn't dare to be so rude. Who gave you such courage, Xuanzang?"

Meanwhile, Zhao Shanhe, who was enjoying himself with Nuwa, suddenly said, "Nuwa, this blue ox has some really good meat. It's perfect for drinking with."

Nuwa smiled faintly and responded, "Xuanzang, if you are not afraid of the wrath of the Saint Laozi, then go ahead and do what you want. I have no objection."

Zhao Shanhe replied, "This blue ox is too old, and the meat is probably not very good. Let's forget it. Tianpeng is talking too much nonsense. If we continue, he will probably kneel on the ground and call me grandpa."

Yuan Hong received Zhao Shanhe's order and raised his golden cudgel to strike. The Green Bull Demon quickly took out his spear to block, and the two began to fight back.

Juanlian saw Tianpeng sitting on a big rock and watching the show, with no intention of helping. He asked, "Second Brother, shouldn't we go up and help?"

Tian Peng replied, "Third Junior Brother, if we get in on a fight of this magnitude between the Green Bull Demon and Senior Brother, we'll just cause more trouble. Our attacks would be no different from tickling the Green Bull's hide. Just sit back and watch the show."

"Second Brother, who do you think will win?"

"Third Brother, don't think that the eldest brother has the upper hand now. He probably can't win. Don't forget the origin of the Green Bull Demon."

The Green Bull Demon became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He put aside his previous contempt and started to take the fight seriously. After being instructed by Zhao Shanhe, Yuan Hong found his own way. He fought more and more frantically, smashing down with one stick after another. With continuous accumulation of blows, he was able to break the Green Bull Demon's defense.

Nuwa said, "Xuanzang, Yuan Hong has made great progress, and the Green Ox is about to collapse."

Zhao Shanhe said, "My Lady, Yuan Hong should be defeated. As the saying goes, success depends on the stick, and failure also depends on the stick."

The Green Bull Demon rubbed his arm, which was hurt by the blow, and said, "Yuan Hong, your strength is quite good, but unfortunately you rely too much on the Dinghai Shenzhen. You are destined to lose today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden ring appeared in the Green Bull Demon's hand. The ring exuded a powerful attraction, sucking the golden cudgel away. Yuan Hong's eyes widened, and he tried to reclaim the golden cudgel, but he was powerless.

The Green Bull Demon laughed smugly and said, "Yuan Hong, now that you have no weapons, I'll take advantage of you and let's have a fistfight."

Yuan Hong gritted his teeth and replied, "Okay, let's have a fight!" After that, he assumed a posture ready for fighting.

Nuwa watched this scene and turned to ask Zhao Shanhe, "Xuanzang, who do you think will win, Yuan Hong or Qingniu?"

Zhao Shanhe shook his head helplessly and sighed, "My disciple isn't very smart. Even after his golden cudgel was taken away, he didn't even think of escaping. He's simply asking for trouble. The hide of a green ox is so thick, how could he possibly break it?"

Nuwa couldn't help but laugh out loud and teased, "Xuanzang, if you don't use your magic weapon, can you defeat the Green Ox?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled and replied, "Nuwa, how could I bother with a beast? After all, I have to give face to the saint Laozi."

"Xuanzang, you are so sure."

"Nuwa, how does the Green Ox compare to the Great Witch? Let's continue watching the show."

Yuan Hong's boxing and kicking skills far surpassed those of the Green Bull Demon, but the Bull Demon's hide was too thick and had a recoil effect. He knew that if he continued to fight, he would eventually lose, so he fled.

Seeing this, the Bull Demon did not chase after him. Yuan Hong alone was so difficult to deal with, let alone Xuanzang. He turned his eyes to Tianpeng who was watching the show.

Tian Peng saw the Green Bull Demon looking towards him and was startled. He said, "Green Bull Demon, if you have the guts, come and compete with me in formation."

The Green Bull Demon said, "Tian Peng, go ahead and set up the formation. I want to see what you have learned from Xuan Zang over the years."

Tianpeng said, "Third Junior Brother, you go west and I'll go east. Let's set up the Nine-Bend Heavenly River Bewilderment Formation and face this Green Bull Demon."

Nuwa asked doubtfully, "Xuanzang, I've heard of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, but what is this Nine-Bend Heavenly River Bewitching Formation?"

Zhao Shanhe said, "Nuwa, the Nine-Bend Yellow River Bewilderment Formation is not a simple one. It is usually used to confuse the enemy and make them escape."

The Green Bull Demon stood there in a daze, fully expecting to see Marshal Tianpeng's Nine-Bend Yellow Sky River Bewitching Formation. However, he never expected that after a puff of white mist, Tianpeng and Juanlian would actually escape! He was immediately amused and couldn't help but tease, "Tianpeng, you've learned bad things from Xuanzang and become so shameless. You're really embarrassing Master Xuandu!"

Zhao Shanhe's face instantly turned icy when he heard this. He responded bluntly, "Nuwa, this blue ox's mouth stinks. It must have stolen some beef."

Before he could finish his words, the Green Bull Demon suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, spitting out a bloody molar. At the same time, a majestic voice rang in his ears: "Saints cannot be deceived."

Over in the cave, Nuwa couldn't help but let out a playful smile, teasing, "Xuanzang, when did you become a saint? How come I didn't know?"

Zhao Shanhe replied with a smile, "Nuwa, I am the husband of Hou Tu, so I can be considered half a saint. It's fine for Qingniu to scold Tianpeng, but why did he bring this poor monk into the mix? He's just asking for trouble."

Nuwa replied, "Xuanzang, your current strength is no less than that of a saint."

Zhao Shanhe replied, "Nuwa, you are too kind. I am far from a saint, but I do have some self-awareness."

Nuwa replied, "Xuanzang, you are too modest. I cannot knock out the back teeth of the blue ox with a single slap. Perhaps you are not the reincarnation of Hongjun Daozu, but the reincarnation of Pangu the Great God."

Zhao Shanhe said, "Nuwa, I am myself, and no one else. Could it be that Daozu Hongjun has disappeared?"

Nuwa said jokingly, "Xuanzang, you can calculate, why don't you try it?"

"Daozu Hongjun has achieved unity with the Dao, so even if we count him, we might as well count Pangu the Great God."

"Then consider it the Great God Pangu."

"Nuwa, I was just saying this casually. How could you take it seriously?"

"Monks don't lie."

"I said it was his son, do you believe me?"

"Which one do you mean?"

Zhao Shanhe said speechlessly: "My Lady, you really took it seriously, both of them."

Nuwa teased, "Xuanzang, where did you get your two sons?"

Zhao Shanhe said, "When I'm no longer a monk, I'll have two children."