Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

The heavenly soldiers who had led these ascending people were at a loss at this moment.

"You, which sect gets you?"

The heavenly soldier stared at a little baby, as if he was about to eat him.

"Don't eat me, I am a ginseng immortal, there is no sect! Don't eat me."

The doll was wearing a red bellyband, with two upturned braids tied with a red string, her face was pink, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Why cry? Go, see that hall, go there first, when you come out, I will take you to the fairy demon sky to recognize the way!"

The ginseng doll turned around one step at a time, and saw that the soldiers didn't chase it that day, and rushed into the casting temple in a hurry.

"Hahaha, this kid, who dares to eat immortals, so courageous!"

Another heavenly soldier said: "Wang Ergou, your temper has changed. If you run into hard stubble, you may be beaten!"

"Huh, who dare to do it? See if I have a sharp axe in my hand. I have just strengthened from the forging temple to the acquired best spirit treasure. If you don't know how to lift it, go down with an axe and directly chop and feed the snarling dog."

Seeing that he did not listen to his advice, another soldier just let him go.

Although he knew that this man had no bad thoughts, his temper was really bad.

He looked at the endless Huaxianchi around him, as well as countless rows of long dragons, heading to the Temple of Casting, and sighed in his heart.

Times have changed, how many gods and generals there will be among these people, Xingjun.

Unlike them, when they first ascended, they were directly pulled into the army.

It is a great blessing to be able to mix until now and not die, but fortunately, the appearance of the casting temple gave them endless hope.

"Huh? Who is that?"

Suddenly, he saw Wang Ergou's expression sternly and rushed to a fairy who had left the team with a sharp axe.

"You, which sect is from?"

The other party was dressed in black, with a stern face and an arrogant expression.

"I am Yuquan Mountain, a disciple of Xianglong Cave. I want to go to the Sixteenth Heaven to find my master. Why, do you have an opinion?"

The axe in Wang Ergou's hand tightened, Yuquan Mountain Xianglong Cave?

Isn't that the Taoism of Yunzhongzi underneath?

Wang Ergou's face suddenly realized: "Oh~ It turns out to be the gatekeeper of Yunzhongzi Shangxian!"

The young man looked proudly: "Exactly!"

He was looking forward to the heavenly soldier in front of him and slapped his beard and licked wildly.

However, he saw that the axe in this person's hand pointed directly at him: "No, I see that the team over there is not, first go to forge the temple, and then find your own sect. This is a rule!"

"Huh, you are embarrassing my friend Natsume!"

"Natsumeyou? Listen well, I don't care whose descendant you are, as long as you fly in the heavens, you have to act according to the rules. If the rules are broken, your Patriarch Yun Zhongzi will not be able to kill you if you come!"

Natsumeyou scorned, the sword in his hand buzzed: "What if I don't agree?"

Wang Ergou laughed at this popularity: "Hahaha!"

Then he stared, boom!

The axe in his hand suddenly flashed with a flash of red light.

Click!

Natsumeyou's head exploded in an instant, and his body split into two halves from the middle of his chest. The internal organs flowed across, and the head of the cloud was instantly planted, and he was killed on the spot.

Wang Ergou raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

He looked at his axe with satisfaction, and said in his heart, what a baby.

"Come here, throw that person over this Huaxianchi as a warning, if anyone dares to violate the rules of the sky, this is an example!"

"Yes!"

At this moment, Yuan Shi Tianzun and Yun Zhongzi who were standing outside Cast Holy Heaven were not very attractive.

But Hongjun Daozu has already spoken, not to interfere with anything in the forging of the holy day, or to deprive the holy position.

He couldn't afford this kind of consequences.

He looked at Yun Zhongzi with an iron face, which was annoying.

"Huh, it seems that the sect of your lower realm, except for a few problems, if there is any, kill it next time."

He Yuanshi Tianzun can't afford to lose this person.

Yun Zhongzi let go of his clenched fists, his mouth moved, and he whispered: "Yes."

The first thirty-eight chapters of Bodhi lucky star

Cast inside the temple.

Ye Fan looked at the white eyebrow Taoist who appeared suddenly, and he flashed a touch of surprise.

Bodhi Patriarch?

He didn't teach Monkey King in Fang Cunshan, why did he come here?

On the first floor of the cast temple, Zhen Yuanzi frowned as he looked at the person who appeared suddenly.

Who is this person and why have you never seen it before?

And it turned out to be the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, you must know that there is no such person among the known quasi-sages.

Kunpeng, Styx and others are also observing this person.

"Poor Dao, Bodhi Daoist, pay respect to the Lord, and meet all Dao friends."

Subhuti glanced around, and then figured out the operating rules of the first floor of the cast temple.

It's just that the person sitting above can't see clearly, and he doesn't even have this person in his perception.

Although he had long known that the master of the Temple of Casting was mysterious and Zhunti himself had come here many times, this was the first time he had come to the Temple of Casting since he had his own consciousness.

Zhenyuan Great Immortal's heart was stunned. This man was a Taoist, but he was called Bodhi. Could it be that he was one of the three corpses of the two in Xitian?