I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

"Didn't you boast that you would kill me right here? Why are you running away like a lost dog?"

Li Chen turned into a stream of light and chased closely behind the Golden-winged Roc, constantly mocking and ridiculing him, trying to provoke the other party and force it to turn around and have a head-on confrontation with him.

However, the golden-winged Roc seemed to have heard nothing, and just relied on its amazing speed to dodge left and right, cleverly avoiding Li Chen's wave after wave of fierce attacks.

At this moment, Li Chen was already at full power, his aura surging like a volcano about to erupt, his power terrifying. Facing such a powerful opponent, the Golden Winged Roc knew that if he rashly fought him head-on, he would probably be blasted to pieces in an instant, with absolutely no chance of victory.

However, the Golden-Winged Dapeng felt no fear at all, knowing full well that he was the uncle of Tathagata Buddha and held an unparalleled status. He assumed that no matter how daring Li Chen was, he would never dare to kill him. After all, if he did kill him, it would be tantamount to openly declaring war on the entire Buddhist community and a profound disrespect to his mother, the Phoenix, a divine innate beast!

Just as the Golden-Winged Roc was dodging in a panic, he inadvertently glanced and suddenly found that there were several figures standing in the Golden Jade Palace not far ahead.

Looking closely, he saw that it was Ma Junlong and his group of heavenly soldiers and generals. Their magical powers were clearly far inferior to Li Chen's. The Golden-Winged Dapeng's eyes swiveled as a plan came to mind.

"Now that things have developed to this point, there seems to be only one way left - kill these heavenly soldiers and generals in front of me, absorb the necessary mana from them, and then go back to deal with Li Chen and the others!"

The Golden-Winged Dapeng pondered this plan in his heart, and without hesitation, he spread his wings and pounced on the heavenly soldiers and generals with lightning speed. He opened his abyss-like mouth and wanted to eat them all.

Standing in the distance, Li Chen watched the Golden-Winged Roc soar towards the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals like an arrow, and instantly understood its sinister intentions. After all, a ferocious ancient beast like the Golden-Winged Roc's most common tactic was to rely on its powerful devouring ability to continuously absorb the magic power of others to strengthen itself.

"Run!"

Realizing the dire situation, Li Chen anxiously shouted to the group of heavenly soldiers and generals. Then, he quickly mobilized the spirit power of the Wind Ancestral Witch within him. In an instant, a violent hurricane suddenly rose from the direction of the heavenly soldiers and generals. Like a ferocious beast, the wind roared towards the Golden-Winged Roc, making it difficult for it to reach its target.

It must be said that Li Chen's control over the power of the Wind Ancestral Witch's spirit was perfect and effortless. Under his exquisite control, this power only exerted its immense power on the Golden-winged Roc, while the heavenly soldiers and generals within it were barely affected at all.

However, for the Golden-Winged Roc that was being attacked head-on by this storm, what it felt was a terrifying pressure that was enough to destroy the heaven and earth.

But the Golden-winged Roc was, after all, a vicious beast from ancient times, and its speed was still very fast even as the storm weakened. Ma Junlong and those heavenly soldiers and generals were swallowed into the mouth of the Golden-winged Roc before they could dodge.

"Help!"

The heavenly soldiers and generals screamed helplessly. Faced with the magical powers, the vast, ferocious and brutal golden-winged Roc, they had no power to fight back and were all swallowed into the belly of the golden-winged Roc.

"hateful!"

Li Chen was so angry that his teeth itched, and he wanted to kill him right now to avenge the blood debt of these wronged souls. Although the Hibiscus Fairy and the others had cast a barrier to prevent the Golden Winged Dapeng from escaping, if this continued, the women's magic power would continue to deplete over time, and the Golden Winged Dapeng would still escape!

"Hahahahahahahaha! Li Chen, you and these women around you are all idiots!"

The Golden-winged Dapeng looked at Li Chen, whose face was flushed with anger, and kept mocking him. The Golden-winged Dapeng's sharp laughter and mockery made everyone's anger soar.

"Wood-poison spreads thousands of miles!"

With a roar, the furious Li Chen's entire body was enveloped in an emerald green light, as if he had completely merged into it. Immediately afterwards, a terrifying emerald green poisonous gas gushed out of his body like a flood, instantly spreading throughout the area.

At the same time, the vines that moved with the poisonous gas, as if summoned by some mysterious force, began to grow at an astonishing rate. They twisted their bodies like extremely venomous snakes, baring their fangs and swooping down towards the majestic golden-winged roc not far away.

You know, Li Chen learned this skill from the spirit of the powerful Wood Ancestral Witch. Moreover, during his long and arduous journey of cultivation and the continuous collection of the spirit of the Ancestral Witch, this already powerful skill has been increasingly refined and powerful.

However, facing such a fierce attack, the Golden-winged Roc only showed an extremely contemptuous smile and sneered: "A mere trifle!" After that, it raised the huge Fang Tian Hua Ji in its hand high, and then chopped down madly at the vines that were surging like a tide without hesitation.

The golden-winged roc swung its massive halberd, each swing unleashing a gust of incredibly fierce wind, like a roaring dragon. Wherever it passed, nearby vines snapped. In an instant, vine fragments flew everywhere, like a torrential green rainstorm. The spectacle was jaw-dropping.

However, not long after, the Golden-Winged Roc noticed something strange: "That's not right. How can these seemingly ordinary vines be so tough? No matter how hard I try to cut them, they always grow back again?" As time went on, this situation became more and more serious. The vines that he had just cut off began to grow again at an unimaginable speed, and the momentum was getting stronger and stronger.

What was even more bizarre was that even the vines that had been cut down to the ground seemed to have life at this moment. They began to twist and stretch on their own, and quickly spread towards the golden-winged Roc.

Gradually, these wildly growing vines, like a pack of hungry pythons, tightly wrapped around the Golden-Winged Roc's body. The Golden-Winged Roc tried to break free, but the vines only tightened, like an iron chain. Suddenly, he felt a strong discomfort emanating from within, accompanied by the immense pressure exerted by the vines, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"Damn it!" The Golden-Winged Roc roared, a voice filled with endless anger and resentment. "My body actually... Li Chen, you despicable villain, how dare you poison me!"

The huge wings behind him flapped the air violently, stirring up gusts of wind, but he was unable to break free from the strange vines that were tightly wrapped around his body.

At this moment, the Golden-Winged Dapeng clearly felt his physical strength being gnawed away bit by bit, as if by a group of hungry ants. And his once powerful and endless magical power was now like a flood bursting through a dam, flowing out at a terrifying speed.

Yet, even in the face of such dire circumstances, the Golden-Winged Dapeng refused to give up. His eyes, blazing with rage, stared intently at Li Chen, who stood a short distance away, his face smug. Though his strength was dwindling, he gritted his teeth and struggled with all his might.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng struggled to raise his Fang Tian Hua Ji, desperately trying to tear the vines that bound him. At the same time, he chanted something, gathering the remaining mana within him into dazzling beams of light, which he blasted at the surrounding vines and the poisonous gas that filled the air.

Each attack was accompanied by his hoarse roar, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment and indomitable spirit in his heart in this way.