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

Even if he disagrees, he directly copied eight people who were exactly the same as him. With a watch, he can also confuse his eyes.

With the energy of the Lord God, you may not be able to discover it unless the person behind it appears.

Wang Xiaoming's worried look made the other seven people bewildered.

Why did you have a psychological problem after just asking for directions?

"How is the boss?" Lin Hu asked.

"Now there is a situation, I need to tell you first!"

Wang Xiaoming's expression is very heavy.

A few people shook their hearts, what happened.

"What's the matter? Where is the master here?" Han Bing asked!

"The person behind the bar is the master here. He told us that there are instructions left by the Lord God in the depths of our souls. If we are sensed by him, we will all die!"

Everyone is discolored!

"how come!"

"why?"

"I don't want to die!" Ning Rui's face was pale, her hands clenched!

Han Bing said coldly: "No one wants to die!"

"Then, what else did he say?" Han Bing saw that Wang Xiaoming's face didn't look like a crisis is imminent, and he knew that there must be a turn for the better at this time.

Sure enough, Wang Xiaoming went on to say: "That Da Neng said, he can get rid of the things in our souls, but there are conditions!"

Everyone looked in a daze and immediately asked: "What conditions?"

This is a way to completely eliminate the threat of the Lord God, even if they have the conditions, they must listen to it.

"After helping us get rid of the truth, we will put on a fake one, bring a watch, and go undercover. Otherwise, we will die."

"this!"

"Aren't we going to die?"

Lin Hu looked dissatisfied.

"Then you want to die later, maybe you won't die if you fight hard, or you may die in the wild at dawn?"

Lin Hu was silent for a while, and he slowly said, "Of course I want to fight hard. Sitting and waiting for death is not my style."

"Well, I support it!" Ning Rui rarely did anything strange.

"What about you?" Wang Xiaoming looked at the others.

"This is the end of the matter, what else?"

The rest obviously agreed.

Chapter 20: Scared Stupid

Ye Fan could hear the process of several people's discussions.

Moreover, they can only do so.

The eight people came to the front of the bar, their size made them look sideways, looked at Ye Fan, and said, "I'm waiting for approval."

"Well, good!" Ye Fan nodded, lightening a light very simply.

The silver light divided into eight beams and sank into the souls of the eight people.

"Okay, now bring your own watches!"

After a few people put on their watches in silence, Han Bing suddenly asked: "My mission is to kill Monkey King. If I can't finish it, I can't go back, I will still be wiped out!"

The Devil team looked at Ye Fan nervously!

"Sun Wukong?" Ye Fan smiled and looked for Wukong who was beating the drums on the stage, and he immediately walked towards Ye Fan.

"Sun Wukong pays respects to the Lord!"

Everyone stared at the Saiyan's expressionless face.

It's really against the peace.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and waved, replacing his practice clothes with gold chain mail.

Its body has also become the original appearance.

The quasi-sage's breath instantly diffused out.

Ye Fan looked at the eight people who were shocked and asked, "Do you think that you can kill the quasi-sage-level Monkey King with your strength?"

Monkey King stood up suddenly, walked in front of the eight people, staring at them for a while.

"Are you here to kill my old grandson?" Monkey King touched his chin and looked at the few people in the main **** space!

The eight people were suddenly sweating.

Quasi saint?

The news they got was that Monkey King was nothing but a god, but even if he was a god, he might not be able to figure it out.

And now you tell me that Monkey King is a powerhouse at the quasi-sage level!

"Gudong!"

Lin Hu swallowed, and said, "They want to kill you, not me!"

He simply sold the members of the Demon Squad.

This operation made Ning Rui glared directly.

"No, no, we didn't intend to kill you! We can't kill you!"

Ye Fan said to Wukong: "Okay, you go play!"

"It's your honor!"

One slipped a cigarette, returned to the stage, turned into a stick, and then went to play his own drum set.